Strange world, I can seal the gods

Cui Yu was stunned when he heard this: "Where did they get the rice? Are these evil landlords and nobles so arrogant?"

What is nobility?
I would rather things break than give alms to the poor. How is it possible to do good deeds now?

Cui Yu was very curious about where the other party got the rations for millions of people.

Not only Cui Yu was curious, but Gong Nanbei was even more curious.

You know, four bowls of grain for one person is enough for two or three days.

It is necessary to feed millions of people in Daliang City every day. Even a king cannot afford such a huge consumption.

In the distance, I saw Cui Yu's shop opposite, the whole street was covered up, and countless clerks were happily distributing rice noodles, and at the same time continuously printing various words.

There is no doubt that these words are all criticizing the old Confucian scholars.

The opponent fought in the ring openly.

"Are they willing to take out so much rice?" Cui Yu frowned.

He sensed trouble, and if the other party was really so stupid, he was afraid that his means of helping the old Confucian scholar would be shattered.

"I'll go check it out," Gongnanbei said.

Gong Nanbei went far away, Cui Yu stood in the yard, looking at the busy traffic opposite with a pair of eyes, with a particularly weird expression.

Before making Cui Yu wait long, Gong Nanbei walked back with a strange expression.

"What's wrong?" Cui Yu saw Gong Nanbei's expression and knew something was wrong.

"Is your rice not real rice?" Gong Nanbei looked at Cui Yu in surprise.

He really doesn't know Mimi Mi.

Except for those big forces, who has seen God and Demon Rice?

"Why isn't it rice? That's rice?" Cui Yu was taken aback.

"Your rice is transformed by magical powers, right?" Gong Nanbei said.

"Brother knows?" Cui Yu asked in surprise.

"Junior brother, you are so talented. Who did you ask to make so many god-and-demon rice?" Gong Nanbei never believed that Cui Yu could make god-and-demon rice.

Cui Yu frowned: "Is there any problem?"

He also thought that after the people ate the material-transformed rice, they became uncomfortable and had some sequelae.

"Eating the god-devil rice can help ordinary people awaken the blood of their ancestors. It can help people with blood to refine the blood in their body and reach the peak state faster. What's the problem?" Gong Nanbei looked at Cui Yu speechlessly: " The people in the Gongyang Academy are all old foxes, they took back your god-and-demon rice from the people. Then they sold the god-and-demon rice to Haojing and the territories of the princes from all walks of life to make a fortune. What do you think is wrong? No."

"Those ordinary rice are what they exchanged with god-and-demon rice. The price of god-and-demon rice is immeasurable. Even a bowl of god-and-demon rice would not be exchanged for dozens of bowls of rice." Gong Nanbei beat his chest angrily.

What's the matter!
Use Cui Yu's magic rice to exchange for ordinary rice to fight against Cui Yu.

For ordinary people, how do they know the difference between god and magic rice and ordinary rice?
When Cui Yu heard this, he also sat there stunned, his eyes full of disbelief: "Damn it, who came up with this idea? Talent."

Talent indeed!
If Cui Yu can't think of a solution, he can only be used by the other party.

Cui Yu felt that it was difficult at this time, and looked at Gongnanbei with a pair of eyes: "What should I do?"

"Let's directly replace the magic rice with ordinary rice. Without the other party, we can make a difference, and the trouble will be solved naturally." Gong Nanbei said.

"Do you have a way to exchange a large amount of ration rice?" Cui Yu looked at Gongnanbei.

Gong Nanbei shook his head when he heard the words: "There is no way."

Then the two stared wide-eyed, and the pavilion suddenly fell into silence.

"What should we do now?" Gong Nanbei asked.

Cui Yu took a breath: "Wait."

"Wait?" Gong Nanbei was puzzled.

"Our activities are stopped. Without our supply, how many days can the other party support? The other party can't lose money in business. At that time, the people will realize that they have been cheated, and it will be nice." Cui Yu said with a smile.

It's only been a few days, even if Cui Yu throws away the god and demon rice without money, how much can he throw away?
He hired more than [-] guys, and each guy could serve two hundred customers an hour.

It's just a drop in the bucket!

"I still have to think of a way to replace the magic rice with ordinary rice." Cui Yu tapped his fingers on the table.

Cui Yu stopped the rice shop and thought about the solution.

He is able to transform the god-and-demon rice, but what if there is no market for it?
Gong Nanbei was silent when he heard the words: "Do you have a solution?"

Cui Yu was silent, and said after a long time: "There is no way."

There was really nothing he could do, things seemed to be at an impasse.

Cui Yu was thinking of ways to break the situation here. In a certain restaurant, Yan Qu looked at the paperwork in his hand, and listened to Ying Xiong's report unhurriedly:

"My lord, Cui Yu's shop has stopped."

"Really? I expected it. Cui Yu is not an idiot, we can't hide from him the news of our recovery of the God Demon rice." Yan Qu paused while reading.

"My lord, the other party's shop is closed, what should I do next?" Ying Xiong asked cautiously.

"Our shop should also be closed. After all, rice noodles are also very precious these days." Yan said.

"But if we shut down the rice noodle shop, what if the other party reopens it?" Ying Xiong said.

"Then it will be good to reopen." Yan channeled.

"What will the common people think? Do they think we are fooling people? Playing tricks on them?" Ying Xiong asked cautiously.

"So what? People are profit-seeking. If I exchange three bowls of rice for their four bowls of rice, will they refuse?" Yan Qu asked.

"Of course I won't refuse." Ying Xiong replied without thinking.

"Remember, we don't give out rice for free, but ask the people to come to us to exchange four bowls of ordinary rice with god-and-demon rice. Those common people can't give out god-and-demon rice, why should we exchange it?" Yan Qu cleverly stole Changing the concept, Ying Xiong was dumbfounded when he heard it, and he never thought that he could say such a thing.

"Besides, Cui Yu might be in trouble. He suddenly stopped the supply of god and demon rice. How can those traffickers and pawns who have been branded in the chapter agree? I'm afraid they will gather to make trouble." Yan Qu pointed.

"Troubleshooting?" Ying Xiong was taken aback when he heard the words.

"You said those traffickers and pawns, will they go to the other party to pay for the branding money?" Yan Qu asked with a smile.

"Brother Gao Ming, the villain will arrange it now."

Ying Xiong froze for a moment, then quickly went downstairs to make arrangements.

Cui Yucai stopped for the second day and was practicing martial arts in the backyard when he suddenly heard a lot of noise in the distance, and then saw Xiaoer running from the front yard: "Boss, it's not good. Those chariot bosses, traffickers and pawns are here to make trouble." , Said that we violated the contract and made a fuss about asking for money."

Cui Yu frowned: "You bastard. I've already settled the accounts with them? Do you still have to rely on me?"

"Now those bosses are gathering outside to make trouble." Xiao Er was sweating and his legs were trembling.

Cui Yu's eyebrows trembled: "Sure enough, it's a lack of human heart."

"I can't force it, after all, I will continue to advertise to old Confucian scholars in the future." Cui Yu's mind flickered with countless thoughts: "Can I create a kind of rice, as long as I don't finish eating it for seven or eight days, it will become a kind of rice again?" Stones. The Gongyang Academy has collected countless gods and demons rice, and it must be smashed in the hands. It was even sold to the nobles in the distance. After the nobles realized that they were cheated, they would turn around and find trouble."

Countless thoughts flickered in Cui Yu's mind, and he told Xiao Er: "Go and tell them, just say that our rice is temporarily out of stock, and we have to rely on the shopkeeper to buy it. It will take three to five days before the rice can be bought back." .”

After sending Xiao Er away, Cui Yu began to try to control the strength, constantly trying to transform the god-and-demon rice, and turn the permanent transformation of the god-and-demon rice into a short-term effective.

"The effect time of material transformation needs to be controlled." Cui Yu was thoughtful.

time flies by
Another three days at the flick of a finger
After three days of practice, Cui Yu finally found a way to control the material transformation and manifestation time.

"Junior Brother, is there another way? If you don't want to find a way, I'm afraid that the writing on the carriages on the street will be wiped clean." Gong Nanbei hurried into the room.

"I've figured out a way, brother, don't panic, I'm sure that Gongyang Academy won't be able to eat it." Cui Yu took out the Qiankun bag, and said to Gongnanbei: "Just wait and see the good show."

Cui Yu filled up the warehouse again, then walked to the front yard, looked through the crack of the door at the deserted street outside, and the closed shop opposite, with an intriguing expression in his eyes: "The shop opposite is closed?"

"Report to Master, it was closed yesterday." Xiaoer said.

Cui Yu stroked his chin and told Xiaoer, "Tell the outside, let's reopen."

Xiaoer was taken aback when he heard the words, and then opened the door obediently without saying much.

Yanqu Courtyard
Yan Qu is sitting in the courtyard reading a book
Suddenly there was a rush of footsteps outside the door, Ying Xiong came in from the door: "Brother, it's not good! Then Cui Yu opened the door again."

"The door is open again?" Yan Qu was stunned, and put down the scroll in his hand: "What kind of rice are you selling?"

"It's still the same rice as before." Ying Xiong said.

Hearing Ying Xiong's words, Yan Qu was stunned: "Why? It shouldn't be."

"Go, get me a bowl of that rice." Yan Qu ordered.

Ying Xiong turned around and left,

Yan Qu's eyes turned, and he looked at Mizhu, whose eyes were a little dull. Since two days ago, Mizhu has become more and more demented. He often stands alone in the room, looking very abnormal.

"Brother Dao thinks, what's wrong with Cui Yu reopening this time?" Yan Qu asked.

"What?" Mizhu turned his head blankly.

"Cui Yu reopened this time, but what's the problem?" Yan Qu asked.

"What's the question?" Mi Zhu's eyes were a little dull.

"We forced Cui Yu to close the shop before, and now the other party has reopened it. Could it be that they found a way to replace the god-and-demon rice with ordinary rice?" Yan Qu's eyes showed a hint of worry.

Hearing Yan Qu's words, Mizhu shook his head and vetoed: "Impossible! Absolutely impossible! The transfer of the world's grain and rice is under the control of my Mi family. Cui Yu wants to replace the rice grain that feeds millions of people in Daliang City , there is absolutely no way to hide it from my Mi family."

"Then why did he have the guts to open the door to sell grain? Could it be that he quenched his thirst by drinking poison?" Yan Qu was puzzled.

Mizhu didn't answer, and the room fell into silence.After a while, Ying Xiong brought a bowl of rice, Yan Qu took the rice and brought it to Mi Zhu.

"Brother Dao, what are you doing for Mi?" Mi Zhu looked at Yan Qu dully.

"Brother Dao, please appraise it, whether it is the rice of gods and demons." Yan channeled.

Mi Zhu heard the words and looked down:
"It's the god and demon rice!"

"Is it the same as the magic rice sold by Cui Yu a few days ago?" Yan Qu asked.

"Is Cui Yu open to sell God and Demon Rice again?" Mi Zhu was taken aback.

"..." Yan Qu was speechless.

"Brother Dao, you have become more and more abnormal in the past half month." Yan Qu said worriedly.

Mizhu's eyes narrowed again, and his eyes looked at Yan Qu:
"I also feel that something is wrong, but I can't tell what is wrong."

"If Brother Dao doesn't mind, I'd like to check it out for Brother Dao." Yan Qu looked at Mi Zhu.

Mizhu didn't refuse.

Yan Qu displayed his magical powers, and the next moment he couldn't help but turn pale with shock:

"Brother Dao, you lost three souls and seven souls and lost two souls and six souls. You have been tricked and tricked."

"What?" Mizhu was shocked when he heard the words: "Impossible, I am sitting here, who can steal my soul without me noticing it?"

Mizhu checked carefully, and sure enough there was only one soul and one soul left in his body, and the other two souls and six souls were missing.

"Who plotted against you? Stole your soul?" Yan Qu's complexion changed drastically.

"Cui Yu!" Mizhu suddenly thought of Cui Yu's method that day, and said without hesitation, "It must be this person!"

"Damn bastard, you dared to steal my soul quietly. If Brother Dao hadn't seen Duan Ning today, I'm afraid I would have died." Mizhu cursed angrily, wanted to stand up, but suddenly his feet went limp , actually fell to the ground.

"Brother Mi." Yan Qu hurried forward and helped Mi Zhu up.

"Brother Dao, save me! Brother Dao, save me!"

At this time, Mi Zhu finally realized something was wrong.

This is the beauty of the nail-headed seven arrows. If you don't know the opponent's means, you will die without knowing how to die.

"Brother Dao, save me! Brother Dao, save me! It was Cui Yu who plotted against me! Hurry up to Cui Yu, and help me get the scarecrow back." Mi Zhu turned pale in panic.

"What scarecrow, please explain clearly." Yan channeled.

Mi Zhu didn't hide anything, and directly explained the process of Cui Yu cursing himself.

Mizhu is really panicked now, the whole person is really scared.

He suddenly discovered that there is only one soul and one soul in his body now, and he can't even use the power of supernatural powers.

Right now the only hope is Yan Qu.

How could he be reconciled to thinking that he, the dignified King Gou Jing, died aggrieved inexplicably and aggrieved in this mere Daliang City?

Yan Qu put his hands in his sleeves when he heard this, his eyes were full of seriousness.

What can he do?
He's numb now too!Scared!

This is a rice pig!

The well-known Tianjiao in Haojing died in such a suffocating and useless way?

Not to mention resistance, not even a struggle!

Could he be afraid?

He may not be comparable to Mizhu yet.