Their Lucky Star Was Transmigrated!

Linyao City, as the prefectural city of Xiangyi Prefecture, under the influence of Shen Wansheng's official carriage strategy, its prosperity increased exponentially.

Due to the locust plague in Qiping Prefecture, many people in Qiping Prefecture fled to the boundary of Xiangyi Prefecture early. Ninety-nine percent of those who escaped would follow the crowd to those densely populated big cities.

Linyao City, as the prefectural city of Xiangyi Prefecture, naturally flooded in a large number of refugees.

As the acting prefect of Xu Laosan, the burden on his shoulders is not ordinary.

A large number of refugees poured into Fucheng. If the food problem of these people could not be solved, these people would be so hungry that they could do anything.

The servants of the government office and the soldiers of the town army in the city were all mobilized by Xu Laosan and went to the streets to maintain order.

But even so, it is still a bit stretched, and the manpower is insufficient.

Of course, the problem of insufficient manpower to maintain order is relatively minor, and most importantly, food is a big problem.

Originally, there were cheap rice grains from the Xujia Rice Grain Store, which suppressed the grain price in Fucheng, and did not let the cold spring affect the grain price.

But with the influx of displaced people, the food gap has increased dramatically.

"Sir, the grain in the granary is almost bottomed out. If there is no grain coming in within half a month, we will run out of grain!"

Hu Yong, the head of the grain depot of the yamen in Xiangyi Prefecture, came to Xu Laosan almost every day to talk about it.

Xu Laosan now has a big head when he sees Hu Yong.

But he still can't see each other, because this time of food shortage will change every day. Today is half a month, and tomorrow there may be ten days left.

Because, every day there are refugees entering Linyao City.

Xu Laosan was really worried, even if they contacted the grain merchants at Jiangchengfu as early as the cold spring. But as the news of the locust plague in Qiping Mansion spread, the grain merchants who supplied grain to Mr. Xu and the others began to raise their prices.

Up to now, Mr. Xu has begun to use Fubao's dowry money to buy food.

But even if they accepted the price hike demands of those black-hearted grain merchants, they still couldn't get enough grain, because the price of grain was rising all the time.

If you delay for a day, you will earn an extra day of silver.

Even if these grain merchants knew that it was Mr. Xu who bought the grain, they would ignore it.

Returning to the backyard from the prefect's yamen, Mr. Xu found Fubao in a depressing way. He felt that he needed luck now, so that he could get a lot of food at once.

After all, this food is not only used to relieve the victims, but also to supply the military rations in Jingbian City.

"Third brother, I think, you need to change your mind!"

After listening to his third brother talking about his experiences, Fu Bao was happy.

"What kind of thinking?"

Xu Laosan really couldn't think of a way. These days, he has been insomnia all night long, and if he goes on like this, he thinks that he is afraid that he is not going to age before he gets old.

"It's hard to buy food with money, so let's use other things instead of money!"

"Think about it, here in Xiangyi Mansion, there are some things that are in short supply, so we can barter!"

"Little sister, you may not know that there is nothing special in our Xiangyi Mansion!"

Why did Xu Laosan never think of using this method to blackmail those grain merchants who fell into the eyes of money, but the problem is that there is really nothing that can be used in Xiangyi Mansion.

"Third brother, you are so stupid!"

Fubao looked at his third brother speechlessly, "If a businessman wants to make money, he needs to sell goods all over the world."

"Our Xiangyi Mansion does not have anything in short supply, but our roads and our rivers are all in our hands!"

"Apart from that, our family can affect Longxi Mansion, Donglin Mansion, and Qifeng Mansion."

"What should I do next, I don't need to tell you?"

"Oh yes, there is also the second uncle's Changshan Mansion!"

"Don't those grain merchants get into the eyes of money? Then let's let them sleep with their grain!"

Stuck your neck!

It has been said since ancient times that people do not fight against officials.

The reason why the people don't fight against the officials is because the officials have power and power, and they can do whatever they want.

"Little sister, you are really the lucky bag of the third brother!"

After listening to Fu Bao's words, Mr. Xu was instantly refreshed.

However, after being excited, Mr. Xu became depressed again and said, "Little sister, your method is good, but the problem is, we don't have time to operate it slowly!"

"Why don't you have time?"

Fu Bao smiled slightly, "As long as the third brother tells those grain merchants that they make you unhappy, you will make it difficult for them to live. Tell them, unless they don't do business in the future, the account will be settled sooner or later. "

"Now we control the four places, and in the future, we may control more places."

"Businessmen seek profit, and they will know how to choose."

As long as these businessmen are not fools, they should understand what is meant by people not fighting against officials.

This time, they may be able to make money, but they should be very afraid of making money with their lives, and spending money without their lives.

"Little sister, you are right, I am pedantic!"

Xu Laosan took a deep breath, recalled his previous communication with the spokespersons of those grain merchants, and felt that he was not domineering enough.

And the spokespersons of these grain merchants, relying on the life-saving food in their hands, thought that they had won the gold medal for avoiding death.

"Little sister, tell your mother, I won't be back for dinner tonight!"

After Xu Laosan finished speaking, he hurriedly turned back to the prefect's yamen and asked people to invite the spokespersons of those grain merchants. He wanted to invite these people to dinner.

Since he is shameless for his face, then don't blame him for turning his face and being ruthless.

...

When Mr. Xu murdered and invited people to dinner, Fu Bao went to his mother, Mrs. Xu, to tell his mother about the stupidity of his third brother.

As a result, when Fubao found his mother, he saw that his beautiful master was also there.

"Mother! Master!"

"What are you talking about?"

Fu Bao jumped to the front and drilled into Mrs. Xu's arms.

"Don't say anything, just talk!"

Mrs. Xu raised her hand and touched Fubao's head, smiling slightly.

"Xiao Fubao, Master is leaving!"

"What about you, you have to practice hard in the future, you know?"

After Mrs. Xu spoke, Lu Mudan spoke with a smile.

"Master, where are you going?"

"Well, when you grow up, you will naturally know!"

Lu Mudan didn't say much.

Fu Bao wanted to ask clearly, but she looked at her own mother and beautiful master, and it seemed that they didn't plan to tell her about it.

Fubao also intends to wait until he turns around and grind his own mother to find out what happened.

But before she could find a chance to ask questions, she heard the howling of a little white wolf in the backyard.

The voice was rapid and terrifying.

Hearing the shrill howl of the little white wolf, Fu Bao stepped on his short legs and rushed towards the backyard at the fastest speed.