Outside Yangcheng.

Xu Shiji had just received Li Mi's indictment and shook his head with a wry smile.

Unlike the veterans under Li Mi, Xu Shiji is only twenty-four years old now, and under Li Mi, he is the most marginal one.

When he was seventeen years old, he witnessed the Great Sui Dynasty's turbulence and no cure, so he joined the Wagang Army, who was under Zhai Rang's command at that time.

Two years ago, Li Mi entered Wagang. After killing Zhang Xutuo, he urged Zhai Rang to abdicate and give up the wise, and regarded Li Mi as his lord.

He even spontaneously won people's hearts for Li Mi, which is loyal to Li Mi.

But in the past two years, as various anti-army armies joined Wagang, Li Mi has entrusted them with important tasks and has become increasingly opposed to him.

This time, he was not able to win the great achievements of Luokou Cang.

He can only be sent outside Yangcheng to be responsible for guarding.

"How could I not know that Sun Ying attacked last night? Wang Shichong raised the bandits and lent me the water to the water to increase the ships. Now he has become a general of the Great Sui army and horses. If I want to make a contribution, I will just borrow Sun Ying!"

After putting down Li Mi's letter of guilt, the light flashed in Xu Shiji's eyes.

In his heart, he actually regarded himself as a thief.

After all, the world is the world of the Great Sui Dynasty, which is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. The Wagang Army rebelled and was not justified.

Unless one day, Wagang seizes the world, then they will do their way for heaven and follow the heaven and the people.

He has always been conceited and has a strategy, but he is not valued by Li Mi and has no chance to make contributions.

This formed a vicious cycle. The more Li Mi despises him, the less he has the opportunity to make military achievements and cannot show his true talents.

And now...

Xu Shiji looked at Yangcheng ten miles away with his mouth raised.

At this time, a series of merchant ships were slowly sailing in outside Yangcheng, and the defenders of Yangcheng were escorting him along the coast to prevent him from attacking him.

And he had no intention of harassing him at all.

"Sun Ying, the greater the threat you pose to your lord, the greater the contribution I will make!"

Xu Shiji looked at all this silently and ordered the entire army not to act rashly.

After the heavy rain, he faced the Yangcheng defenders and kept taking a wait-and-see attitude.

He was watching while they dug the moat.

Last night, they rushed to the logistics troops in the direction of Luokoucang, and he was also watching.

When Li Mi and the others can't deal with Sun Ying, his chance to make contributions will come!

...

Luoyang City, He Ruozhuang.

After sending away the first batch of merchant ships, Xu Mu was in a very good mood.

Who can do that with 40,000 shi of food a day?

Now the Xianweiju in Wanmincheng has also been on the right track, vaguely occupying the entire high-end catering market in Luoyang.

The three major restaurants have become a thing of the past. Yesterday, Duan Xuankun even came to visit Fan Zhu in person to ask for peace.

The nursery rhyme that Xu Mu usurped spread throughout the streets and alleys of Luoyang City, and almost everyone knew the ugly faces of the three major restaurants.

The people of this era are simple, and this gossip incident spread very quickly, which led to the decline in business in the three major restaurants.

Everyone would rather go to Xianweiju to queue up than eat leftovers from the three major restaurants.

So Duan Xuankun asked Fan Zhu not to add fuel to the fire and secretly traded the market.

As long as Xianweiju no longer contributes to the fire, the people will soon forget about this matter.

Over time, the three major restaurants can still pick up some old customers.

After all, the restaurant market in the entire Luoyang City is very large, far from being exclusive to Xianweiju.

However……

Fan Zhu refused seriously, "Sorry, Xianwei Juzheng plans to open a second branch in Luoyang."

The implication is that Xianweiju wants to eat the entire Luoyang restaurant market!

After hearing this, Duan Xuankun looked gloomy and without saying a word, he left with his sleeves.

These were naturally instructed by Xu Mu.

In his plan, it is to engage in industry monopoly.

Food is the most important thing for people, and they start with catering and monopolize the entire Luoyang City.

Because this cake is too big, after Xu Mu's rough calculations, the population of Luoyang City has reached one million!

Moreover, the people who can live in the eastern capital Luoyang have little assets and their consumption capacity is the best of this era.

So he opened a restaurant in Yongkangli, making a steady stream of profits of 200 tons per day.

After one month, there is a terrifying number of 6,000 guan!

If you monopolize the restaurant market in the entire Luoyang City, you will have the chance to make 2,000 chunks of profits per day!

After one month, it will be 60,000!

The Tang Dynasty, decades later, was born into a poem that describes wealthy businessmen: I have a hundred thousand chunks of money and ride a crane to Yangzhou!

For Xu Mu, if he monopolized the restaurant industry in Luoyang City, it would only be profitable for two months.

Thinking of this, Xu Mu couldn't sit still in He Ruozhuang again.

He took Wang Zhao and Xu Mu into the city to start choosing a site.

The first choice is to have a large traffic area.

After visiting for a morning, Xu Mu determined two locations: East City and West City, where new restaurants could be opened.

At noon, I happened to visit Baima Temple. Xu Mu simply ate some noodles at a small stall outside Baima Temple and prepared to continue shopping in the afternoon.

The three restaurants are obviously not enough to cover a million people.

To digest the dietary needs of these people, at least eight immortals and fairy families must be used.

"This cake..."

Xu Mu bites two bites and felt it was a bit hard to describe.

In the Sui Dynasty, eating cakes was popular throughout the country, and some families even used cakes instead of three meals.

But he was used to eating Xianweiju's food on weekdays. After taking a few bites, Xu Mu felt boring and put it aside.

However, Wang Zhao never picks on food and eats with relish. Soon, he eats his portion cleanly.

Xu Mu was about to continue walking on hungry when he suddenly saw a few beggars carefully glanced at the bread he had bitten on his table.

It was not accurate to say that it was a beggar. Xu Mu turned his head and found that they were all children, about seven or eight years old.

When Xu Mu stared at them, they quickly lowered their heads and did not dare to look at him.

But his stomach kept croaking, and his Adam's apple kept wriggling, and he occasionally glanced at the bread that had only bitten on his table.

"There are beggars in Luoyang City?" Xu Mu called the owner of the bread stall.

The pancake stall owner quickly explained with a smile: "Young Master doesn't know that these people were not beggars, but should be tenants outside the city. A few days ago, there was a flood, destroying countless houses, and countless people died. It was already God's pity for them to survive."

"There are many people like this in the south of White Horse Temple, all gathered there." The pancake stall owner pointed to the south and sighed.

Xu Mu's face frowned, and he shook his head at the so-called prosperous era of the Sui Dynasty.

Before the troubled times, there were 9.6 million households in the Sui Dynasty, totaling about 50 million people.

But in the early Tang Dynasty, the world was pacified and the population was counted, but it was found that there were only more than two million households left.

Although many of them have become refugees and cannot be counted, there are probably countless people who die due to corvee labor, taxes, wars, disasters, etc.

"Wang Zhao, buy another ten kilograms of noodles and distribute them."

Xu Mu looked down at the bread he had bitten on the table, feeling quite heavy.

"Young master is kind and kind, and you will definitely be rich and noble, and you will have been a master for generations." The pancake stall owner showed joy and said quickly.

He just sighed that this is the purpose.

Most of the people who go to Baima Temple to pray for blessings are nobles. Some of these nobles are kind-hearted. With his few words of compassion, most people will buy more bread from him.

Xu Mu saw through the stall owner's little thoughts at a glance, shook his head slightly, but did not expose it.

No wonder the stall owner didn't drive them away when he saw these beggars gathering near the bread stall.

"Give."

Wang Zhao bought ten kilograms of bread and gave them to these beggars.

It immediately attracted a scramble.

Those who are strong have more robbed more, while those who are weak have only got a small part.
To be continued...