C10 Clever Quai Liang

"What other benefits are there?"

"Guan Hai gave me a jade pendant, Guan Hai has a close relationship with Dan Yang's Taiping Dao. With this pendant, we can get help in Danyang, so we no longer have to worry about being robbed in Danyang, and our goods will definitely be sold for a good price."

"Young Master has a foresight, I admire you." Dian Wei sighed and said.

"Old Dian, we can't get too close to them."

"Then Young Master, why are you still selling horses to them?"

Hehe, I will not give up just because I have money to earn. However, the Taiping Road is just a motley crowd, fighting against the imperial court is equivalent to striking a stone with an egg. If we walk too close to them, if they fail to rebel in the future, it will definitely implicate us.

"We have to do business again, and at the same time, we have to look like different people. Sigh, how troublesome." David raised his head.

"Old Ji, I know what I'm doing. Just you wait and see a good show, please!" Chen Yu shook the reins and rushed forward.

Nanyang City had been famous for its iron smelting since the Warring States Era. Nanyang was the place where the Eastern Han Dynasty flourished, and the Light and Martial Emperors of the Han Dynasty, Liu Xiu, had started fighting in Nanyang. Nanyang was the biggest county in the Eastern Han Dynasty, with a total of 528,551 yuan and 2,439,618 yuan.

The present head of the Nanyang Imperial Guard was called Chu Gong. Chu Gong didn't have much talent, but on the recommendation of his friends from the same village, he had to sit at a high position all the way until he reached the position of the Imperial Guard.

Chu Gong was very proud at the Nanyang Mansion. Although Nanyang under his rule had suffered some drought and food stress, but with the food supply of Ying Chuan and other places nearby, everything in Nanyang remained as it was before.

As long as he obtained the political achievements, then he would be promoted very soon. Nanyang was not in chaos during the disaster year, and did not starve to death, so it had to be said that this was his greatest political achievements, as long as he stayed here for another two years, he would be able to move to the capital city. Even a high official with 2000 stones might be able to sit here, so Chu Gong's heart was filled with pride at the thought of this.

"Lord Taishang, Zhang Mancheng of the Taiping Road has set up another altar to seek rain. Should we stop him?" a small official in official uniform said.

"The Taiping Dao is for the sake of the common people. We can only support it, but not stop it. You can ask someone to send the offerings to us. It can be said that you've done my part." Chu Gong said.

"But Sir, this Taiping Taoist deceived the masses, and he took the opportunity to encourage the citizens to enter the Dao. He even brought weapons with him, and if they were allowed to grow big, it would be unstoppable if they were to cause a ruckus." the magistrate said.

"The Taiping Dao has no guts to rebel. They are just a group of Taoists who are trying to persuade people to be kind. Don't be so alarmist, quickly get out of here."

"But milord …"

"Down!" Chu Gong's face turned cold. The official sighed, lowered his head, and backed out of the room …

Nanyang City

On both sides of the street were tea houses, restaurants, pawnshops, and workshops. On both sides of the street, there were still many small merchants with large umbrellas. The streets ran east and west to the quieter outskirts of the city, but there were still pedestrians on the streets: carts, carts, mules pulling wagons, people stopping to look at the scenery. With the tall city as the center, there were rows upon rows of houses on both sides. There were tea shops, wine shops, foot shops, meat shops, temples, public buildings, etc.

At some point in time, a wooden stage had been set up in the center of Nanyang City, and there were all sorts of sacrificial offerings. Dressed in a daoist robe, with a wooden sword in hand, the Daoist stood on the stage as he chanted.

Shortly after, the rain ceremony ended. The Daoist man said, "Everyone, the rain god has informed me that as long as everyone sincerely requests it, it will rain in the near future!"

"Daoist Priest, please be merciful!" The people kowtowed and shouted.

"Hahaha …" The Taoist laughed loudly.

"Who is he?" Chen Yu asked.

"He is Taoist Zhang Mancheng of the Taiping Road. He can call the wind and summon the rain. Rumor has it that he is the commander of the Taiping Road in Nanyang." The Chen family's old servant, Uncle Fu, said.

Yao Yan was luring the crowd!

Chen Yu secretly snorted in her heart. Zhang Mancheng's request for rain was just to win over the hearts of the people, he sincerely wanted rain, once it rained, it would be his doing. If it didn't rain, then there would be people being disloyal, since it had nothing to do with him, this person was very scheming, but he was only fooling the common people.

"Uncle Fu, do you know this Zhang Mancheng?"

Uncle Fu had been in the Chen family for dozens of years, so he was very clear about relationships in the secular world. He had come to Nanyang many times before, and this time, Chen Zhong specifically sent Uncle Fu to Chen Yu to lead the way and take charge.

"Zhang Mancheng is the disciple of Zhang Jiao, the great and virtuous teacher. He is also the commander of Nanyang Taiping Road. He is an extremely talented person." Uncle Fu said.

"Hmph, I think this Zhang Mancheng is only fooling the citizens. It's a pity that they are all bewitched by him." Chen Yu coldly said.

"Hey, young master, we're out here, making money peacefully. It's better to be quiet, and not let the Taiping men hear. Otherwise, we'll be in trouble." Uncle Fu said carefully.

"Hmm. Let's sell our goods as soon as possible. We can make it at a lower price. We have to buy time and go to Danyang."

"Don't worry young master, I've been here a few times and I know a few old customers. Our Chen family has quite a few connections in Nanyang. There shouldn't be any problems with this batch of food." "Yes," Uncle Fu replied.

"Mm, as soon as possible." Chen Yu nodded, turned and walked away.

On the stage, Zhang Mancheng proudly looked at the people below the stage with a face full of complacency. At this time, a Taoist monk walked up to the front of the stage and whispered into Zhang Mancheng's ear.

"Hmm? A member of the Yingchuan Chen Family? How did they get through the club? If the word is out, we must lower the price and buy this batch of grains at the cheapest price possible. "

"Okay." The Taoist disciple nodded and quickly left the stage …

Nanyang, Gongxian Inn.

The Juxian Inn was the biggest inn in Nanyang and the best inn. In a private room on the second floor, Chen Yu and Dian Wei were sitting on the floor discussing something.

The sound of hurried footsteps came from outside the door. Uncle Fu pushed the door open and entered with a panicked expression on his face.

"Uncle Fu, what's the matter?"

"Young master, it's bad!" Uncle Fu said with a serious expression.

"Slow down." Chen Yu's expression turned cold.

"Young master, the three great grain merchants of Nanyang have suddenly put down their prices. They are offering only half of their original prices. Our goods are very large. If we bid on this price, we will suffer a great loss."

"Aren't these grain merchants on good terms with our Chen family? Why would they put a price down together? " Chen Yu frowned.

"Young Master, I've asked around, the three great grain merchants are all connected to the Taiping Road in countless ways, and I heard that the Taiping Road secretly contacted them to push down the price, instigating the three great grain merchants to buy this batch of grain at a low price, and then stock it up and wait to sell it at a high price."

"Why did the Taiping Road push down the price?" Dian Wei asked in a daze.

"This, I don't know either." Uncle Fu heaved a long sigh.

"I know." Chen Yu let out a breath of impure air.

"If my guess is correct, Taiping Road will soon send people to discuss the purchase of grain."

"How is that possible? Why would the Taiping Road need so much grain? " Uncle Fu shook his head.

"Customer, there is a Daoist outside who wants to see you." Outside, the sound of a recording of a meal rang out.

"Young Master, you are too godly!" Ding Wei couldn't help but raise his thumb.

"The people from the Taiping Road are really here?" Uncle Fu was also full of questions as he looked at Chen Yu.

Chen Yu smiled faintly, the Taiping Road wanted to rebel, but rebellion must have food, so they must store the food and let the three big grain merchants lower their prices, then he would use his messianic attitude to buy the food at a slightly higher price, this was the Taiping Road's real intention, thus the Taiping Road would get the food and would not have to spend a lot of money. Zhang Mancheng was really good at scheming.

Chen Yu said, "Tell that Taoist to come in."

A moment later, a young Daoist dressed in yellow walked in.

"May I ask who this is, Chen Yu gongzi?"

"I am."

"Young Master Chen, my Riverside Marshal wishes to buy your batch of grains at a high price."