Xun Yu had some contact with this view as soon as the price of grain increased. After thinking about it, he understood it and said worriedly: "But if the rise is too high, what should the people of Xu Du do?"

"That's your business!"

Cao Ang said blaming: "With your ability to Xun Lingjun, you can still starve the people under your rule to death!"

After discussing some details, Cao Ang threw the training matter to Ma Jun and followed Xun Yu back to Xu Du.

After returning, I visited Mrs. Ding as soon as possible, and after expressing my longing, I hurried to the world's first floor.

It was dinner time, and there were many guests on the first floor. The hall was noisy. The manager Liu Min sat leisurely behind the counter, lowering her head to fiddle with the abacus, and she looked focused and didn't even notice that Cao Ang came.

Cao Ang tapped the table with his fist a few times before he raised his head. After seeing the person clearly, he instantly showed a flattering smile on his face: "Big Young Master, why are you here?"

Cao Ang joked: "Manager Liu has been quite leisurely recently. How is his business?"

When talking about the business, Liu Min was excited: "It's so good. If you lose another 30,000 this month, you will have to exceed one million."

I have to say that Liu Min is indeed a good material for doing business.

He covered his cooking skills tightly, and this family was the only one, and there was no semicolon. If anyone wanted to eat, he had to come to the first floor.

In addition, he also launched breakfast, buns, fried dough sticks, etc., which were not expensive, but the price was large.

Now, many people in Xudu have developed the habit of eating breakfast. They don’t eat a little in the morning and feel uncomfortable all day.

"Is there anyone causing trouble?"

Cao Ang pushed back the account book handed over by Liu Min and asked.

"No."

Liu Min answered simply and resolutely.

The boss on the first floor is the eldest son of the Sikong Mansion. His background is so tough, who is so stupid that he dares to come here to make trouble?

"I'll come and have a look and leave without prior."

Cao Ang strode out the door.

Liu Min hurriedly said, "Young Master, stay for a meal."

Cao Ang waved his hand and said, "I've eaten it."

After leaving the restaurant, he went to Liu Yuan’s furniture factory again.

The furniture factory is located in a large courtyard in the south of the city.

It is said that this courtyard was the mansion of a wealthy businessman. In order to avoid the Yellow Turbans, the wealthy businessman was vacant. In the end, Cao Hong mediated and rented it to Cao Ang as a furniture factory.

There are more than 300 carpenters in the furniture factory, who work day and night under the leadership of Liu Yuan.

After finding Liu Yuan, Cao Ang said nothing nonsense and asked directly: "How much have you done and how much is left?"

Liu Yuan replied: "Trust Young Master Hongfu, there are only twenty sets left. All the finished ones will be completed tomorrow. All those completed have been delivered in the order of placing the order. Please rest assured."

"Um."

Cao Ang said: "Have the final payment been recovered?"

"This..." Liu Yuan stopped talking.

The customers of furniture factories are all senior officials. They need to have status and status. Who knows who they are?

Besides, tens of millions of dollars are enough to pile up into a hill, and he has no place to put it on.

"Forget it, I'll do the accounting."

Cao Ang waved, "Do you know anyone who runs a grain store?"

“Yes, yes.”

Liu Yuan answered quickly.

Cao Ang hugged his neck and ordered a few words in his ear. After hearing this, Liu Yuan nodded like a chicken pecking at the rice and said, "Don't worry, young master, I will do it."

...Wang Xiaoer fled from Bingzhou in September last year. When he came, he happened to be issued the military farming order. The government was benevolent and righteous, and divided the family of four and ten acres of land.

Although the land has existed, the time for spring plowing has not come. Even if it is planted, you have to wait until after autumn if you want to harvest.

He had to find a way to survive this period.

A few months ago, his mother and wife did some sewing and mending for wealthy families. He went out to do short-term work. Although his life was a bit tight, he could still make a living.

This situation suddenly changed a month ago. The originally 50-yuan grains suddenly rose to sixty yuan, and a few days later, they soared to eighty yuan, and at the highest point they even rose to ninety yuan.

The grain price rose but his wages did not rise. His already tight days instantly became ineffective. At that moment, Wang Xiaoer's family was full of despair.

Fortunately, the despair didn't last long, and after only half a month of persistence, I lost seventy dollars.

Although it was still a bit high for him, he could barely hold on.

At this moment, he kicked the ten-month wage he had paid yesterday and walked towards the grain store that he had sold grain in his arms, intending to buy half a junction of grain first to last a few days.

In the Han Dynasty, thirty jin is one jin and four jin is one stone.

As soon as I walked past the intersection, I saw that the entrance of the grain shop was surrounded by people. Curious, Wang Xiaoer quickly rushed up and lined up. He was at the end of the line and poked the person in front of him with his hand and asked, "Brother, why are there so many people selling grain today?"

A man in his thirties was a big man in his thirties. He turned around and said in surprise: "Don't you know?"

Seeing Wang Xiaoer shook his head, he continued: "I heard that the war on Lord Sikong is in a tight position, and the food in the city has been confiscated for military rations. There is no food, so of course everyone is anxious."

"Now a stone of millet has risen to ninety cents, millet has risen to one hundred cents, and wheat has risen to an astonishing 120 cents. Just this, it probably will still rise."

Wang Xiaoer's face turned pale in an instant, and he touched the ten copper plates in his arms and wailed: "How can you live?"

The long queue lined up half a street, and Wang Xiaoer lined up for two quarters of a minute before walking to the entrance of the grain store. He was about to open his mouth, but he heard the storekeeper say, "It's gone, it's gone, come again tomorrow!"

Wang Xiaoer looked down and saw that the food bucket was filled with food. He was anxious on the spot. He grabbed the shopkeeper's hand and said, "Sell me a little, I still have my mother!"

The shopkeeper smiled bitterly and said, "If it's gone, I'll sell you what I can. If it really doesn't work, go to other grain stores to check it out. If it's too late, maybe there will be no more."

When Wang Xiaoer heard this, he didn't bother to talk to him and ran away, and the people behind him also followed.

The grain shop that had been bustling all morning was clean.

Cao Ang stood in the distant corner and saw everything in his eyes. Seeing everyone dispersing, he smiled and said to Liu Yuan beside him: "Tomorrow morning, let them continue to queue up at the grain store, and in addition, raise the grain price up."

Liu Yuan was puzzled and asked, "Why did the young master do this? Our furniture has not been finished yet!"

Cao Ang glared at him and said, "Just do it, there is not so much nonsense!"

Liu Yuan laughed awkwardly and didn't dare to ask again.

He didn't understand, but he didn't dare to ask, whatever the eldest son said would be.

After arranging these things, Cao Ang drove out of the city and returned to Quandian Village.

Seeing that everyone was still training, I smiled and went back to the house to sleep.

Time flies, and soon it is Yin hour, between three and five in the morning, Cao Ang walked out of the room, walked to the school grounds and picked up the drumsticks, and thrust them hard at the big drum in front of him.

The violent drum sounded throughout the village in an instant.

After training for a day, the freshmen who were sleeping sounded and rose from the bed when they heard the sound of drums, quickly put on their clothes and ran out of the room, and lined up in square lines on the school ground.
Chapter completed!