All Heavens Gou Xian

Chapter 226 They Are All Good Actors (12)

Lei Meng looked anxious, and his fleshy body, which was originally full of blood, couldn't help but drip a few drops of hot sweat.

He wiped the sleeves made of high-grade cloth casually, sat beside Luo Feng, and said in a low voice: "Mr.

Luo Feng nodded, everything was within his expectation.

But for the sake of caution, I asked again: "The county magistrate and the county guard are all in order?!"

When Lei Meng heard this, he laughed loudly: "Don't worry about this, sir, the county magistrate and sheriff don't care about these things."

"Instead of chaotic management, it's better to unify. We grow stronger, and the more they collect."

Luo Feng nodded, no accident, this is the root of human nature, no matter where in the world, bureaucratic organizations can always learn to corrupt without a teacher.

To stop this situation, the only way to restrain it is with a stronger force, and now in a small and remote county like Xuan'an County, there are very few literati, let alone censors.

The current bureaucracy is united with the local aristocratic family, and they can really do whatever they want.

"Poor will change, change will lead to continuity, and generality will lead to long."

Luo Feng murmured and got up immediately.

Raymond asked in surprise, "Where are you going, sir?"

"Go to the scene to supervise." Luo Feng said firmly
Throughout the ages, there have been countless situations in which the overall situation was destroyed by a little incident.

As a steady young gentleman, Immortal Gou Dao, he decided not to allow this kind of thing to happen.

Dangerous germination, don't even think about it, just strangle it in the seed.

In Wenzhen, a day's life begins.

The smell of fireworks permeates Wenzhen, and the town is very lively in the morning. The cries of vegetable vendors on both sides of the road come and go, and there are strange creaking sounds in the middle...

Ordinary people started to work hard for a day in order to make a living, and it was extremely lively.

Uncle Qin, the porter at the entrance of the town, hurried over from the outside, startled and cursed, accusing him of breaking the tranquility of the town.

Uncle Qin turned around and blurted out a curse: "What's the name, you will call it later."

"Uncle Zhao from the Tengqi Society, if you want to raise the price of salt, let's wait for death."

The bustling market was silent for a moment, and then set off a huge wave.

Wenzhen was short of salt, and private salt dealers sold salt at high prices, making the people miserable. Now that the price of salt has risen again and again, who can bear it.

All kinds of voices creaked, and there were all kinds of speeches.

Someone proposed to gather a crowd to make trouble against Uncle Zhao, and at the end he smiled awkwardly, but he himself didn't believe it.

Some people said that they went to the government to ask for help from the official and the master, and at the end, they retreated silently. He didn't believe this.

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The vegetable market is in a mess, and people seem to have turned into chickens and ducks.

Some were making noise, some were crying, and on the edge of the corner, three or five old men desperately hugged their grandson and fell into the mud pile and dirty water.

Others still have the capital to shout, they are penniless.

Can't afford salt anymore, can't afford salt anymore.

In an unknown corner, a figure quietly retreated, and appeared in a courtyard after a while.

Luo Feng and Lei Meng are both here, climbing high and looking far away, waiting patiently for information.

When you hear the commotion in the market, you know it's done.

Quickly asked the shadow, the specific situation in the market.

Shadow said it in detail, and the gang leader Lei Meng became more and more happy, and excitedly patted Shadow on the shoulder: "If it can be done, you will be responsible for the salt in this town."

The shadow immediately bowed down with joy, no one wants to be a shadow for the rest of his life, everyone wants to live a life of integrity.

When the shadow left, Lei Meng laughed and said, "Sir, don't worry this time. I'll just order my subordinates to sell salt at one-tenth of the price of salt from the Tengqi Society."

"No!" Luo Feng shouted resolutely, "It can't be sold for a tenth."

"Sir, you mean..."

Although Lei Meng was puzzled, he still respected Luo Feng and asked for advice based on years of trust.

Luo Feng spoke earnestly and said: "One tenth is just the normal price of salt, we will sell it for one twentieth."

"In addition, let the hall masters who are lurking in the town come here."

Raymond asked in shock, "Why..."

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The price of salt was originally [-] Wen, but Tengqihui now sells it for [-] Wen. The common people hated this price, but there was nothing they could do.

Salt is a necessity. If you don’t eat other things, you will be greedy.

What business is the most profitable, monopoly business is the most profitable.

Drugs and bank robbery are worthless compared to monopoly.

Just when the people of Wenzhen were lamenting their miserable fate, a drumbeat suddenly sounded in the center of the town.

Curiosity is human nature.

When the first person flows, most people will follow.

The people of Wenzhen gathered under the drum with the undercover spies arranged by the Xuan'an gang.

At this moment, a middle-aged man in a tiger suit with a steady face came out. It was Lei Meng.

Looking at the ignorant people below, a trace of excitement flashed in Lei Meng's eyes. This is the source of future wealth!
Therefore, Lei Meng beat the drum three times vigorously according to the script written by Luo Feng.

Instantly calming down the scene, taking advantage of the fact that the people in Wenzhen didn't respond, they got the right to speak first.

Raising his voice, Lei Meng said passionately: "One cannot live without salt for a day, without salt is lifeless! There are four salt shops in Wenzhen, and they are all bastards, slugs, and dirty ruffians..."

"They raised the price of salt to [-] Wen. What is this? It's killing us ordinary people~!"

"I'm Lei Meng, and I'm also from Wenzhen. I went out to do business in the early years, and now I'm planning to go back to Wenzhen. I didn't expect to see such a tragedy when I came back."

"I'm also from Wenzhen, I, Lao Lei, really can't stand it anymore."

"That's why I, Lao Lei, decided to use the 100 million accumulated by my ancestors to subsidize the people of Wenzhen. From today on, my family's salt will not be sold for three hundred yuan, not twenty yuan! Only ten yuan!"

Lei Meng was originally a martial artist, and he shouted deliberately, his voice resounded like a broadcast level throughout the square.

The people in Wenzhen whispered, but couldn't believe it.

At this time, the sailors prepared in advance jumped out and shouted: "Give me ten coins."

Lei Meng took a handful of salt, walked around the crowd, weighed two catties, and handed it to the navy.

There is the first, there is the second, the third and the fourth, and there is a steady stream of people scrambling to buy salt.

Luo Feng, who stood silently on the side, smiled lightly.

The principle of standing wood is believing will never be outdated.

At this moment, the sailor mixed in the crowd suddenly shouted loudly
"Master Lei is here, Wenzhen is peaceful! When Master Lei is here, Qingtian will be here!"

"Old man Lei is a kind person~!"

The people of Wenzhen thought about it carefully, and immediately felt that it made a lot of sense, so they followed suit and shouted.

For a moment, Raymond's reputation instantly skyrocketed.

In less than a day, all the people in Wenzhen came to Lei Meng to buy salt.

[I'm just being lazy and asking for leave, don't talk nonsense.The code words have to be coded, and if you don’t write what you want to see, right? 】

(End of this chapter)