Daily Life In Qin Dynasty

A sudden roar interrupted Mo Jun's thinking.

Come to your senses.

Mo Jun saw that Zilanxuan not far from the inn exploded.

An extremely raging fire directly engulfed the entire Zilanxuan. The flames lit up half of the night sky. Nearby residents were alarmed and went out to watch.

Seeing this scene, Mo Jun's mouth suddenly twitched, and he realized that he seemed to have forgotten something important.

During this period of time, I have been thinking about fighting the autumn wind, and I forgot for a while. It seems that the king of Qin, Ying Zheng, is also in South Korea.

"Sure enough, money is so attractive that even King Qin has forgotten about it. If I had known, I wouldn't have spent so much time in Zilanxuan a day. This is a good opportunity, so I should go and show my face in front of Ying Zheng!"

Mo Jun patted his forehead and reflected secretly.

But he also understood that he could only think about this idea. After all, almost all of South Korea's eyes around Ying Zheng were focused on him.

If Mr. Mo ran over at this time, it would not be helping, but asking for trouble.

The Zilanxuan fire was an important turning point.

The cause of this fire was a conspiracy set up by Ji Wuye's force "Ye Mu" and "Luo Wang" to target Ying Zheng and Han Fei.

After the fire passed, it was the turn of the 'Quicksand' founded by Han Fei and Wei Zhuang to launch a counterattack against Ji Wuye.

"It's time for me to make some preparations."

In fact, Mr. Mo doesn't have much to do. His goal has always been very clear, which is to make some pocket money through this battle between Han Fei and one of the four evil generals of the night, the Emerald Tiger.

As for the power struggle between Han Fei and Ji Wuye within South Korea, Mr. Mo has no intention of participating at all.

After all, he is now from Qin.

As for the internal fighting in South Korea, for him, the more violent the fight, the better. Anyway, it is their own strength that will eventually be weakened.

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The second day.

Mr. Mo summoned Xiong Da and Xiong Er again.

"How is the food purchase going?"

"The sugar sold so far has received a total of 323 gold coins. Now, 1,500 grains have been purchased, with a total cost of 308 gold coins."

After Xiong Da finished speaking, he paused for a moment, and then continued: "Actually, I could have bought more, but in recent days, many grain merchants in Xinzheng seemed to have received some news, and they all began to raise grain prices in a unified manner."

Mo Jun nodded and said: "I understand, let's stop buying food for now! Next, you can transport the food to me and I will take care of it myself."

Xiong Dao: "Understood."

Mr. Mo was confident that the grains he had purchased would not be forcibly bought and sold by Ji Wuye's people. But he couldn't guarantee whether that guy would send someone to secretly burn the food he bought at night.

Therefore, the safest way is to use the [Personal Warehouse] to collect all the food directly.

Anyway, no matter how much food you have, it will only occupy one space.

No more Zilanxuan.

In the following days, Mo Jun had no choice but to find a second-rate entertainment venue and continue to have fun.

Not even a day passed.

News of the catastrophic disasters in Nanyang and Fuzhou swept into Xinzheng like a hurricane.

So in just one night, the price of food in Xinzheng began to skyrocket. In just one night, the original average price of food doubled to 48 baht per hu.

And this is just the beginning.

At noon that day, the price of food reached 90 baht per bushel.

By evening, the price of food had reached two hundred baht per bushel.

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But these have little to do with Mr. Mo. At this time, he is lying in the arms of the beauty, listening to the song comfortably.

Although the price of food outside has risen like crazy, he has no intention of selling it, because from the beginning, Mr. Mo never thought of selling the food in bulk.

That would be too much trouble.

There was only one thing he had to do next, and that was to wait.

Let's see which party will come to your door first...

That night.

Mo Jun had just returned to the inn when a strange man he had never seen before came to the door.

"Mr. Shi, my master wants to buy the grain in your hands." The person came straight to the point and stated his purpose without any nonsense.

"Oh? What price are you going to offer?" If someone buys grain, Mo Jun will naturally not refuse.

"Now the price of food outside has risen to 200 baht, I can offer 250 baht..."

"If you only have this bit of sincerity, then there is no need to continue talking." Before the man could finish speaking, Mo Jun interrupted directly.

The strange man was interrupted, his eyes suddenly turned cold, he came forward and whispered: "Mr. Shi, when doing business, you must pay attention to closing when you are good. Otherwise, no matter how high the price is, if you have no life to enjoy it, then... ·”

"Tsk~~"

Mo Jun sneered and said calmly: "Since you sent people to buy food from me instead of robbing me, you must have checked the background behind me. So it's better not to use this little trick to bluff people. Better."

When the strange man heard this, he immediately shut up and became silent.

After a while.

Then I heard him speak again: "I wonder what price Mr. Shi plans to ask for?"

Mo Jun raised a finger and said slowly: "One gold."

The strange man nodded decisively: "Deal!"

Mr. Mo: "·······"

grass!

It's going to be cheaper.

But even though he suffered a small loss, Mr. Mo had no intention of going back on his word.

Although according to the current market price, food prices will inevitably rise sharply in the future, but as mentioned before, Mo Jun's trip is mainly to catch the autumn wind.

If the price is too high, it is easy to offend people.

For Mr. Mo now, there is absolutely no need for that.

Making an excuse, Mo Jun first entered the inn cellar, then released one thousand and five white grains of dendrobium from the [personal warehouse], and then called the strange man in.

Then the two of them counted and handed over the goods, and the money and goods were cleared on the spot.

1500 gold = 6000 gold coins.

The goods worth three hundred gold coins had doubled twenty-fold in just two days.

"Sure enough, if you stand on the wind, a pig can take off!"

Looking at the two heavy boxes of gold coins placed in front of him, even if this transaction was planned by Mo Jun himself, he still had an unreal feeling at this time.

A big wave of his hand.

Both boxes of gold coins were instantly deposited into the [Personal Warehouse].

honestly.

If there was no [Personal Warehouse] and two boxes of gold coins hidden in his room, Mo Jun felt that he might not be able to sleep all night.

Have a good night's sleep.

The next morning, the sun had just risen in the east, and before Mo Jun woke up, there was a knock on the door.

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