C77 Silver Mountain and Silver Sea

When nine commander said that Ma Bao died in battle, it meant he died in battle. Regardless of the hundreds of pairs of eyes watching from the harbor, Ma Bao still died in battle. This was the dignity of the army commander Grand Marshal, and this was the power that the Chinese, daoyin, wielded after turning over.

"I'll send three thousand taels to the Wu family later. My good eldest son is gone just like that. Tsk tsk tsk tsk …" Ceng Guoquan returned to his chair from the window and pecked at the fragrant tea. His face was as calm as if he had just crushed an ant.

The massacre continued at the harbor. After Master High Scholar and Ma Bao died, the thugs who pushed them up were Xiao Biansun and underhand. With the help of countless Green Forest people, all the underground powers in Tanggu were wiped out, and 90% of Xiao Biansun's disciples and grandchildren were gone.

Sword light flashed one by one on the wharf, and the rows of heads rolled to the ground. blood arrow s spouted blood in the air, and the stench of blood was like a substance that struck into people's noses. Tong Keng Ming Kui was, after all, a civil servant. nine commander had forced him to do the supervision and execution task this time. When had he ever seen such a bloody scene? He had crawled to the side and vomited after only two rows of people had died.

Not only him, even Trader and people who were present vomited. Yesterday and today, they had seen too many dead people. If they were not a little bit more resolute, they would have collapsed.

Especially the group of people led by cow-keeper from the Four Seas Trading Station, all of them stood in a corner with ashen faces, looking at the scene of the heads rolling in front of them. Other than despair, there was nothing else in their hearts.

Why did he have to go through so much trouble? Isn't it courting death to come together with Huang and Xiao Biansun? We are Trader, we are all the lower class Trader, who are not bullying us black and white? How could he choose to go along with them? But now, we have completely offended Xiao Letian. The next wave is going to behead us.

cow-keeper and the others came with the intention to die. Now that the entire Tanggu was under martial law, there was no way they could escape even if they wanted to. In the riot yesterday, all the businesses had been robbed. Besides the bulky and worthless goods, the money had long been swept away by mob.

Everyone looked at their own smashed, tattered faces and burning warehouses. They knew that the hard work they had put in for half their lives had finally come to an end today.

What was even more terrifying was that they had formed enemies with a Draconis like Xiao Letian. This Draconis not only looked like it was armed, it also looked like it had a very good relationship with the Xiang Jun. What should he do? If Ma Bao and High Scholar Huang were dead, would we Trader survive?

Now, his only hope was that Xiao Letian would not kill them all, since these people did not directly intervene in the riot and it was just a business run.

The atmosphere became more and more depressing. Sun Tie and the others who were lying on the ground spitting out blood finally collapsed. Boss Wang, who was the first person to sell pig hair to Xiao Letian in Rakuten, suddenly rushed out of crowd like a madman and knelt in front of Xiao Letian's goods station, kowtowing as if he was making a mess.

"Master Xiao, please be merciful. I am just a lowly merchant. I have only been picking up food from the crowd my whole life. I really don't want to go against you …" I am truly afraid of the threats of High Scholar Huang and Xiao Biansun. Please forgive me … "My entire family fortune was exchanged for my rotten life, please be magnanimous …" After saying that, he bounced and kowtowed until he was bleeding from the head.

With one at the front and the other at the back, Wu Tie and the other who had lost their courage in this massacre were desperate to survive. They took out land deeds and banknotes, raised their hands and begged Xiao Letian to reward them, trying to exchange them for their lives.

At this time, even the executioners had stopped. Each and every one of them stared blankly at the hundreds of Trader kneeling on the stone slabs in front of the cargo station, their wails shaking the heavens. At this time, Zhou Mingkui also secretly cried, he also did not know that he had moved that clear field and said in a low voice, "If I knew earlier, why did I have to do it today?" I've already said it, Grand Master of Western Studies is the reincarnation of the stars in the sky. Even though he's the reincarnation of the stars in the sky, that's not something you can humiliate … Tsk tsk tsk, that's terrible! "

Xiao Letian stood by the window and looked at the kneeling Trader. He wasn't as excited as after the face-smacking, nor as happy as after his revenge. His heart felt like it had fallen into a deep abyss, leaving only sadness.

This is the Daqing Dynasty, this is Trader, who is at the end of his career as a business student. They all said that Trader was treacherous and unscrupulous, they all said that only profit was good and morality was low. However, who knew what kind of life Trader lived during the thousands of years that the China was ruled by thought.

In the feudal dynasty, were any of the famous big Trader's able to get a good result? There was no need to talk about the distance, just think about Shen Wansan at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, then look at Hu Xueyan at Qing Dynasty.

The people kneeling in front of him were all people who were not worthy enough to leave their names in the annals of history like Little Trader. They were diligently and diligently working, struggling between black and white, as if any character on the street who could call themselves master could step on them.

Yes, they weren't some moral gentleman. They wouldn't be able to guarantee that they would manage honestly throughout their lifetime, but they weren't lowly people. They were also living people, using their hard work and intelligence to make profits, what kind of crime was that?

Look at them, this fear of power that came from the bottom of their heart had already become the nightmare of Trader's group for thousands of years. They thought they would take their lives just because of a small fight with wealth.

This kind of obsession with being killed made Xiao Letian want to cry. All of a sudden, he felt that these people were too pitiful. Just by showing off the rights in his hands, he had already frightened Trader so much that he had used all of his wealth to buy his own life. How pathetic was this?

Xiao Letian took a few deep breaths and then said to Trader, "Didn't you guys want to fight with me for wealth?" "Then today, I shall broaden your horizons and see just how rich Zhou Tie is …" As Xiao Letian spoke, Xiang Shaolong made a hand gesture towards the distance and the two herald quickly ran away.

"All of you, stand up! Men have gold under their knees. If you do that, just kneel down while crying, don't you all feel ashamed!" Xiao Letian gave a signal with his eyes, and immediately after, a group of guards rushed up to Trader, who was lying on the ground paralyzed, and pulled him up.

Almost at the same time, the sound of a carriage rolling across a flagstones could be heard from a long street in the distance. Not long later, a single horse-drawn flatcar appeared in front of everyone.

"Wow, silver! "What a huge silver ingot …" crowd was shocked. One by one, they wanted to get closer to take a look, but they were stopped by the human alley formed by the Army.

The Carriage appeared in front of Popular one by one. At this time, Trader and the others were also dumbfounded. They had dealt with money all their lives, so they could clearly see that these boxes could hold ten thousand Silver.

Just when everyone was staring in shock, two mournful howls came out from one of the criminals that did not die, "Mine, that's our Huang Family's silver … Heavens, why are you so blind to take away these bandit! They stole our money, that's our Huang Family's money … "

The ones crying were none other than High Scholar Huang's wife and son. They were also on the death row. It would probably be their turn soon. Xiao Letian twitched his mouth. "miser, I still don't understand what money is until my death …"

At this time, nine commander who was beside them spoke up, "Oh?" So you know what money is! " The old man asked excitedly. Xiao Letian blinked his eyes, "Money belongs to the public and does not belong to anyone. It belongs to the whole society. Foolish people will hold money tightly in their hands and even bury it in the ground to wait for mold to grow on …"

"On the other hand, wise man is different. He knows how to make money and he also knows how to spend it. Money only represents how little resources a person can mobilize while living in this world. "A wise man uses the power of money, not the Money itself. This is what happens to the miser sooner or later …"

"Alright …" Ceng Guoquan immediately stood up when he smacked the Table. "That's right, how many people can't figure out the meaning of this, since ancient times, all husbands take advantage of this and use all kinds of methods to push and change the world's situation, how can a good man be a miser, the Money will only spend money, otherwise what's the difference between this and a donkey's dung egg …"

Ceng Guoquan was liking this young man more and more. Although he still couldn't understand Xiao Letian's talent to this day, he was completely convinced. My Zeng Family wants to take another step forward and he must have this kind of talent in his hands.

While nine commander was full of fantasies, the show downstairs on the street had reached its climax. Ten silver carts pulling three hundred thousand Silver walked at the front, and behind them was a long row of big men. The two of them were carrying a large basket filled with eagles. There were more than 5000 of them in each basket.

"Oh my god, how rich is Xiao Letian!" people and Liu Tie, who were watching the commotion, simultaneously gulped down a mouthful of saliva. Especially those Liu Tie who tried to fight for wealth in the Rakuten, seeing more than a million liang slowly pass in front of them, everyone lowered their heads, especially cow-keeper, whose face was already flushed red.

Xiao Letian stood on the second floor of the cargo station and sighed in his heart, "This Tanggu business battle has finally won. Luckily, Laozi got Xiao Hexin to send another batch of silver coin over in advance, otherwise, they really wouldn't be able to control these knowledgeable sea merchants."

In the beginning, before Xiao Letian even reached the Tanggu, he had already set a fixed standard for the main business of the Rakuten. In the early stages, it was mainly overseas trade, and in the later stages, it would have to be gradually transferred to the Silver trade with the USA and the Mexico. In the end, the Rakuten had to transform into a modern, and the mainstream of future business would still be opening the Bank.

Because of this, Xiao Letian prepared a large number of silver coin, the purpose of which was to exchange with the Tanggu and the Wu steelers for the scattered silver. His goal was to establish the credibility of Mexico's Ying Yang's Currency with the current Tanggu, but he did not expect that the second batch of silver coin would become his greatest support.

In Xiao Letian's late stage, he had transferred over 500,000 eagles from the Yi County. With 18 kang boat alone and the 400,000 hawks from before, the Rakuten already had 900,000 silver coin to use. In addition to the three hundred thousand taels of silver ingots he got from High Scholar Huang's home, Xiao Letian was no longer afraid of any challenge from Trader.

In the entire Tanggu City, who would have the most cash flow? Other than Xiao Letian, there was no one else.