Chapter 1538
"This...how is this still white water?" Rich Li pointed to the small bowl brought in by the clerk and placed on the table, his glasses looked broken.
The others were also shocked and angry.
Boiled water is always served in small bowls, is there such a thing?
The porridge that the refugees drank outside contained a small amount of dry goods, and there was not a grain of grain in the breakfasts of the rich men.
"How many of you are not used to this kind of breakfast? Is there no food for you here?" Ye Haotian glanced at the group of constipated old men, reached out to take the last bowl on the tray, and said to them: " This king also drinks this in the morning, what are you doing?"
After finishing speaking, he raised his head and drank the bowl of water in his hand, looking very heroic, the cheeks of the old men twitched.
What kind of dragon sons and grandchildren, too shameless, he must be full to perform and drink water, and wants to ask for food from them.
"My lord... my lord, you see, we are all very old and hungry. It's still too cold in this room, and the grass people can't hold on. Can you wait a few days and come to visit again?"
Said a thin but hale and hearty old man.
Ye Haotian glanced at him with a smile, um, I have an impression of the little old man, Wang Fugui is the richest man in North Xuzhou, just as long as you can't hold on.
"Don't, it's rare for this king to come to North Xuzhou. You have to raise food and entertain you before you can leave. Master Wang won't lose face like this king, right?"
Ye Haotian waved his hand casually, trying to run away from me, can you run away?
"How dare you?" Wang Fugui gritted his teeth, regretting being the first to speak, the bastard prince in front of him remembered him.
Normally, they would try their best to curry favor with the high officials from the capital, not to mention being a serious prince, but in this extraordinary period, the officials from the court who helped the disaster wanted to grab food.
They bought and hoarded grain in advance, in order to sell it at a high price after the disaster and make a fortune. As a result, the imperial government disaster relief officer came to limit the price of grain, which was lower than the normal price, and they would not lose money if they sold it.
"Well, it's fine if you don't dare. In fact, the king knows that everyone has grain, and the court doesn't take it for nothing, but buy it for money. Why can't you figure it out?"
I didn't expect these wealthy businessmen to be so stubborn. I thought that the matter would be half done if he revealed his identity as a prince, but he didn't expect them to still insist on it.
"My lord, I really don't have a lot of food, even if the family saves a little, it's only enough for the old and the young, and it really can't be evened out.
The lives of the disaster victims outside are fate, but the lives of grassroots people are not fate. We are all the people of Dazhou, so the prince should treat them equally. "The rich man Li cried and chirped.
The imperial court fainted so much relief food, and it wasn't that they had finished distributing it, so why did they focus on what they had stored?
The common people pay taxes to the court every year, and the court should solve the disasters, instead of making fun of them and taking advantage of them.
Ye Haotian nodded seriously, "I'll pretend to believe in you, but this king doesn't treat everyone equally? This king is still having dinner with you.
Since you are so stubborn and don't want to talk to me, I will bring you lunch later. "
While talking, he raised his leg and left, closing the door with his backhand. The people inside heard the sound of the lock being locked, and then heard a sentence that was not clear—"The king is busy at lunch time, so let's come and see them at dinner, maybe someone I can figure it out."
Ye Hao's weather is terrible, this group of people is not small, they dare to compete with the people of the court.
(End of this chapter)
"This...how is this still white water?" Rich Li pointed to the small bowl brought in by the clerk and placed on the table, his glasses looked broken.
The others were also shocked and angry.
Boiled water is always served in small bowls, is there such a thing?
The porridge that the refugees drank outside contained a small amount of dry goods, and there was not a grain of grain in the breakfasts of the rich men.
"How many of you are not used to this kind of breakfast? Is there no food for you here?" Ye Haotian glanced at the group of constipated old men, reached out to take the last bowl on the tray, and said to them: " This king also drinks this in the morning, what are you doing?"
After finishing speaking, he raised his head and drank the bowl of water in his hand, looking very heroic, the cheeks of the old men twitched.
What kind of dragon sons and grandchildren, too shameless, he must be full to perform and drink water, and wants to ask for food from them.
"My lord... my lord, you see, we are all very old and hungry. It's still too cold in this room, and the grass people can't hold on. Can you wait a few days and come to visit again?"
Said a thin but hale and hearty old man.
Ye Haotian glanced at him with a smile, um, I have an impression of the little old man, Wang Fugui is the richest man in North Xuzhou, just as long as you can't hold on.
"Don't, it's rare for this king to come to North Xuzhou. You have to raise food and entertain you before you can leave. Master Wang won't lose face like this king, right?"
Ye Haotian waved his hand casually, trying to run away from me, can you run away?
"How dare you?" Wang Fugui gritted his teeth, regretting being the first to speak, the bastard prince in front of him remembered him.
Normally, they would try their best to curry favor with the high officials from the capital, not to mention being a serious prince, but in this extraordinary period, the officials from the court who helped the disaster wanted to grab food.
They bought and hoarded grain in advance, in order to sell it at a high price after the disaster and make a fortune. As a result, the imperial government disaster relief officer came to limit the price of grain, which was lower than the normal price, and they would not lose money if they sold it.
"Well, it's fine if you don't dare. In fact, the king knows that everyone has grain, and the court doesn't take it for nothing, but buy it for money. Why can't you figure it out?"
I didn't expect these wealthy businessmen to be so stubborn. I thought that the matter would be half done if he revealed his identity as a prince, but he didn't expect them to still insist on it.
"My lord, I really don't have a lot of food, even if the family saves a little, it's only enough for the old and the young, and it really can't be evened out.
The lives of the disaster victims outside are fate, but the lives of grassroots people are not fate. We are all the people of Dazhou, so the prince should treat them equally. "The rich man Li cried and chirped.
The imperial court fainted so much relief food, and it wasn't that they had finished distributing it, so why did they focus on what they had stored?
The common people pay taxes to the court every year, and the court should solve the disasters, instead of making fun of them and taking advantage of them.
Ye Haotian nodded seriously, "I'll pretend to believe in you, but this king doesn't treat everyone equally? This king is still having dinner with you.
Since you are so stubborn and don't want to talk to me, I will bring you lunch later. "
While talking, he raised his leg and left, closing the door with his backhand. The people inside heard the sound of the lock being locked, and then heard a sentence that was not clear—"The king is busy at lunch time, so let's come and see them at dinner, maybe someone I can figure it out."
Ye Hao's weather is terrible, this group of people is not small, they dare to compete with the people of the court.
(End of this chapter)
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