Plane Mall: I became a group favorite by hoarding goods

Chapter 38 38. Can this work?

Just as Shen Xingluo guessed, the news that people were not allowed to enter Fucheng spread quickly.

—they can't stand it anymore!
The city of Lin'an covers a vast area, and because it is an important transportation hub linking the north and south of the Great Yan Dynasty, its level of prosperity can be said to be close to that of Kyoto.

However, no matter how big the city is, it is limited.

There are only a few grain shops in the market going back and forth, and it is impossible to provide food for all the people in a short period of time.

"The north suffered a once-in-a-century snowstorm, and rice noodles were out of service a month ago. We can only rely on land and water in the south for our supply!"

"But the north is the main force of grain production, and many people also rely on black noodles to live."

"Then what can be done? It is said that the imperial court also allocated a large amount of food for disaster relief!"

"I won't sell it, I won't sell it, I won't sell it for any amount of money, I'll keep it for myself!"

If it was supported by water and land transportation at the beginning, now the grain merchants have reached the point where they are at the end of their rope.

Most of the people in Fucheng realized that this snow disaster would not be easy to survive, so they put their tails between their tails and retreated to their nests calmly.

Or maybe this is just the beginning?
When the grain shops in Fucheng can't stand it, it means that the whole Fucheng can't stand it.

The people who entered Fucheng had no food to buy, and they would easily become chaotic. As long as the lord of a city had a little brain, he would know how to cut through the mess quickly.

Close the city gate!
As the news of the closure of the city spread to Shenjia Village, a familiar guest came to the Shenjia courtyard.

"Sister-in-law, long time no see!"

Qin Zheng, who was dressed as a bear, put his hands together to salute, but the clothes on his body were too bulky, which made this gesture look a bit nondescript.

"Young Master Qin, please stay safe."

Cheng Xi twitched the corners of her mouth. If she remembered correctly, it had been more than a month since the last time we met.

It's not a year or two, where did it take a long time?
The ancients were reserved.

"Mr. Qin is chatting with my husband, I'll go to the kitchen to have a look."

"kitchen?!"

Qin Zheng subconsciously raised his voice, his eyes widened.

"Sister-in-law, do you have ribs at home?"

"Have."

"I want to eat sweet and sour pork ribs!"

".understood."

Cheng Xi intends to take back what he said just now.

The ancients were reserved, but Qin Zheng was definitely not included!

"There's also salt-baked chicken, pork belly, too? Brother Chen, don't drag me ahem!"

"To shut up!"

"I took the risk to deliver things to you. I spent a lot of money in order to deal with the soldiers at the gate of the city. Can't you be more polite to me?"

In the study, Qin Zheng tidied up the scratched white cloak.

"Huh? Brother Shen's house is so warm!"

"I didn't let you come."

Shen Xingluo rolled his eyes, caring for him with the eyes of a mentally retarded person.

"Master Qin doesn't know the truth about keeping money out of the way? You carelessly drove into the village with a cartful of grain, do you know how much trouble you have caused me?"

"Why, there are still people who can't grab it?"

"."

"No way, just for this little food, will someone really snatch it?"

Shen Xingluo was immediately discouraged by the shocked look on Qin Zheng's face.

How could he have such a brainless and idiot classmate?Fortunately, this guy is not the eldest grandson of the Qin family, otherwise Mr. Qin would have to worry about being unable to sleep in the middle of the night!

I guess it's enough for now.
"Is there enough food in your house?"

"Enough. Last time I listened to your suggestion, I asked my father to transport a few boats of rice noodles from various places for preparation. I didn't expect to encounter a snowstorm."

Qin Zheng showed a look of rejoicing.

"Relying on these few boats of grain, I have earned a lot of silver taels, but the grain shop will not be able to open from tomorrow on."

"Is it not going to open, or can't?"

"."

This time the silence was replaced by Qin Zheng, his expression no longer the cynical expression just now.

Seeing this, Shen Xingluo breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that his friend is not so useless, and his mind still wanders occasionally.

"The city is closed, so don't be careless. Now there is a shortage of food everywhere, the Qin family is like a piece of fat in the city, and most people want to go up and take a bite."

"I know, so I can give you something while I can walk around today."

It's not that Qin Zheng doesn't understand anything, it's just that he doesn't bother to bother most of the time.

"Brother Xingluo, are you really not going back to live in Fucheng?"

"No return."

"I see that your health is indeed better than last time, but you have to think about Mrs. Sister-in-law, she is a real man from Fucheng, can he stand the life in the country?"

"."

You may not believe it, but the wife you speak of is more adaptable than anyone else.

She was about to become the overlord of Shennong Mountain, and the big worm had to lie down when it saw her.

***
Fucheng announced the closure of the city gate, and most of the villagers in Shenjia Village had surplus food, so they became the calmest group.

Faced with this fact, the villagers cussed and complained a few times, then turned around and began to discuss how to go up the mountain to cut firewood.

——It is better to solve the current difficulties than to have that leisurely mind.

If there is no more firewood, they will really freeze to death!

However, for most people in Dahe Village and others, closing the city gate is tantamount to blocking their only way to survive.

"What? Fucheng won't allow anyone to enter?"

"Why, is there no food in the city?"

"Yaoshou! Before, I could buy a few catties of black noodles for a few days, so what can I do now?"

"God will not give you a way to survive. If you have no food at home, how will you live!"

The long period of severe cold and hunger made the people who had no food left at home suffer double pain, and their expressions gradually changed from the initial bitter defeat to numbness day by day.

And in places where everyone can't see, evil is also quietly breeding.

Ten days before the Chinese New Year, the villagers of Shenjia Village ushered in the second time to go to the mountains to cut firewood.

It was also the "first time" that Shen Xingluo appeared in front of everyone.

His figure successfully caught the eyes of a dozen burly men, and when they all looked at him, even Shen Mandun, who was standing beside him, couldn't help shaking.

I can't stand this look!

Speaking of it, the villagers didn't mean it, and they were really curious about what Jurengong Lizheng said he had learned from his father-in-law.

However, nothing was seen at this glance, and the visitor was still as thin as before, as if he could be blown away by a gust of wind.

Let's talk about changes. Except for an ugly scar on his face, he is thinner than before.

This, can it work?

I'm afraid that Li is exaggerating too much!
The doubts on the faces of the villagers were so substantial that they were stuck to their foreheads, but anyone who was not a fool could see it, let alone someone like Shen Xingluo?

But he didn't speak, just smashed the machete in his hand to the ground.

"Are they all here?"

Everyone's eyes moved to the machete in unison, and their expressions tensed unconsciously.

No way, they are too familiar with this machete!
Shen Mantun coughed lightly, "Then what, is Lianhu here?"

(End of this chapter)