Jiaohua

Chapter 1021 Three Tables of Delicacy (One More)
"Yes," Lu Mingfeng nodded, "The emperor will not back down, but Mingtai County has no stock."

Mu Tingyu didn't understand: "What does it mean that there is no stock?"

"Mingtai County has a surplus every year to prepare for emergencies, but according to offline reports, there are more than 1000 warehouses in Mingtai County, all of which are empty today."

"This was all taken away by the so-called rich businessmen from other places?" Mu Tingyu was surprised.

"Yes."

Mu Tingyu couldn't believe it, how efficient it was.

Not only efficiency, but also the unity of one mind and one mind to achieve it.

Mu Tingyu suddenly understood a little bit, what is the seriousness of this matter.

Unlike traditional farming areas, the entire Xizhou and even Hejing are absolutely dependent on the manufacturing industry in Mingtai County.

Everyone knows that Mingtai County is a big piece of meat, otherwise, Princess Yangping would not have set her sights on Mingtai County.

Right now, the inventory in Mingtai County is exhausted, and there may be no change in a short period of time, but it only takes one month, no, maybe half a month, and the whole Hejing will be turned upside down.

Not to mention anything else, Mu Tingyu owns two shops, which are in the pastry business.

If there is no stock in Mingtai County, the store manager will find another way to find flour and sugar.

Moreover, there is no way to blame the original supplier. After all, it was the princess who took over the property at the beginning. In order not to sell it cheaply, they could only transfer it to others at a slightly better price.

So, who's to blame?

Blame the princess?Blame the emperor?
The emperor blamed the princess, but the emperor's "disobedience" to the people of Mingtai County was even more furious, because the imperial power of heaven cannot be violated.

Although Li Ju is very seldom particular about the cost of food and clothing and does not know how to criticize, but he likes to show off in his bones.

Which tour is not made of jade and gold, with flags flying, canopies gathering, and hundreds of generals clearing the way?
Therefore, Mingtai County must be re-governed. Once it bows its head and becomes weak, it will be a precedent.

For the emperor, this is absolutely intolerable.

"These... troublemakers," Mu Tingyu said very lightly, "The fields were bought and the workshops were taken away. They are idle, but they are idle like that. No one can say anything about them. But the court made trouble , I have to think about a reason.”

"My lord, are you willing to accept?" Lu Mingfeng said.

Mu Tingyu looked at him.

Such a hot potato, whoever picks it will die.

"No." Mu Tingyu said.

The corner of Lu Mingfeng's lips twitched lightly: "If it doesn't work out, it won't work out. Everyone knows that it's difficult. But if it's going to happen, how about you do it?"

Mu Tingyu probed: "If I succeed, then..."

"Mingtai County's one hundred and two taxes will go to the little prince."

! !
Mu Tingyu's eyes lit up.

One hundred and two is Hejing's popular saying, which means two percent.

Taking two out of one hundred shares sounds small, but there are several big cities in Mingtai County, plus countless villages, tens of thousands of people...

Hundred and two, it's spectacular.

Mu Tingyu's fingers trembled a little.

"Commander Lu, Bai Eryi said, did you mean it, or the emperor's meaning?"

"Master Mu Xiao knows who Lu is, how could Lu come here just by opening his mouth?" Lu Mingfeng laughed.

"Then, it is the emperor's will."

"They want to force the emperor, but the military and government are putting pressure on them. They really want to force them, dare to force them with their lives?"

"So, it depends on who can spend more than whom." Mu Tingyu said.

"Master Mu," Lu Mingfeng laughed again, "Accept?"

One hundred and two benefits, who can not be tempted.

Money can make ghosts turn the millstone, and Mu Tingyu is very short of money right now, if a lot of money is spent in vain, let alone let the ghosts turn the millstone, he would dare to eat the ghost alive.

"There must be a way for the car to reach the mountain," Mu Tingyu said in a deep voice, "I don't believe that the whole Mingtai County's unscrupulous people can go up and down, and they really risk their lives to fight the court."

"As long as there are a few people who feel different, it can make others shake..." Lu Mingfeng said meaningfully.

Mu Tingyu understood what he meant: "Don't worry, Commander Lu, he will do everything he can to provoke and alienate."

"Okay." Lu Mingfeng smiled.

Coming out of the front door of the Mu Mansion, Mrs. Hu sat down with the little puppet in her arms, still chanting.

Before getting into the sedan chair, Lu Mingfeng turned around and looked at Mrs. Hu.

Hu also looked at him, looking up and down.

It looks familiar, but in detail, Mr. Hu can't tell.

Lu Mingfeng's expression became contemptuous.

If Mu Tingyu was annoyed by Qian Yuandeng's death, then why not Lu Mingfeng.

Originally, Li Xiao's soldiers and horses in Guihe could be swallowed up, so the battle with the attacking battalion in Huazhou would have a better ending.

As a result, Qian Yuandeng ran away.

But if you run away, you can live?

No, he still died in the hands of that Ali.

It's death anyway, why not die for something worthwhile.

And if this Hu family's madness can be used on Ali, don't pretend to be crazy here, Lu Mingfeng can think of her highly.

Lu Mingfeng turned around and entered the sedan chair.

The sedan chair was lifted and left the gate of the Mu Mansion.

Hu's eyes followed the sedan chair and left, his hands were still clapping on the puppet in his arms.

Suddenly, as if feeling something, Hu looked in another direction.

But I saw two figures, standing in front of a shop not far away, pretending to ask for drinks, but their eyes fell on the leaving sedan chair.

When they bumped into Mrs. Hu who was coming, the two figures panicked and left quickly.

"Bad, bad guy!" Hu yelled, pointing at them.

Hu's sudden surprise caused the servant woman who came with her to look sideways.

But those two people had already left, and the servant woman didn't know what she saw.

"There are no bad people," said the servant woman, who had long since lost her previous respect, "take your fake child with you!"

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"Four Sweet Fruits, Crispy Bergamot, Plum Blossom Cake, Passion Chicken Feet, Crystal Shrimp Dumplings, Red Bean Porridge..."

One after another, the fine food was put down in front of Zhili one by one.

He looked at the table full of pastries, and his expectations when he came came true one by one.

"Anchovy shark's fin, Qiqiao purple rice cake, Poria bean shortbread, yellow mud beggar's chicken, candied fruit..."

Xiaoer is still serving food.

As one dish after another was served, a lot of eyes were cast around.

The storyteller was talking about the hottest topic recently, that is, Hong Yuanjie, the Seventh Serial General of the Silver Dragon.

But at this moment, the storyteller's jokes seemed to be no longer good, and everyone's eyes were on the delicious food that could not fit in front of Zhili.

Then he looked up from the table and looked at the young boy who was sitting in front of the table, dressed in brocade clothes.

A few guys came up, pulled the tables on both sides together, and continued to serve food.

"Walnut dew, sesame sticks, emerald fried cake, green plum and mint soup, golden jujube, coconut-flavored glutinous rice..."

Just listening to the name of the dish, some children were greedy and cried.

The three tables were arranged in a row, and the waiter put down the last Huangqiao Shaobing, and shouted: "Guest officer, you have ordered everything!"

Fragmented and white teeth: "Okay, okay."

"Young master, can you...can you eat?" A person at the next table asked curiously.

(End of this chapter)