Fu Yanting whispered, "Just let them move the sand away?"
Chu Chenyin smiled, "Since they are willing to move, let them move, and we can just move it back."
Fu Yanting also laughed, "That's right."
The servants hurriedly moved the sandbags out of the yard, and then pushed the cart towards the Shi family's back house.
Chu Chenyin and Fu Yanting followed them all the way to the back door of the Shi family.
"It turns out that he was sent by the Shi family. We haven't even gone to look for him, but he comes to bother us instead." Chu Chenyin lay on the wall and looked inside.
Fu Yanting supported her and said, "Why don't we give him a taste of his own medicine? It seems like a good idea to exchange sand for rice."
Chu Chenyin strongly agreed with Fu Yanting's idea.
The two of them took advantage of the servants' inattention and sneaked into the Shi family's warehouse without anyone noticing.
At this time, the workers had already unloaded the sand and closed the warehouse door.
Chu Chenyin unlocked the door and came into the warehouse.
There wasn't much rice in the Shi family's granary, just enough for them to sell for half a month. The Longyuan Kingdom was indeed short of food.
Chu Chenyin raised his hand and put all the rice into the space, leaving only a few dozen bags of sand they had stolen.
After they finished their work, they left the historian's house together.
Fu Yanting asked Chu Chenyin, "Chenyin, what are you going to do with the rice?"
Chu Chenyin replied: "We already have more rice than we can sell. Why don't we sell it at a low price, saying it's aged rice that has been soaked in the rain? This way, the people who can't afford rice on weekdays can also have food."
The so-called low price is actually half-sale and half-gift.
Fu Yanting carried her back to the courtyard and said, "That's fine. We won't have much use for this rice anyway."
The two men made a plan and waited until dawn, then wrote a wooden sign and put the rice at the door to sell.
The people around saw that the price of rice was extremely low, and they could get half a bag of rice for just one copper coin. They didn't care whether the rice was old or new, as long as they could fill their stomachs, and soon they all rushed over to buy rice.
Chu Chenyin shouted towards the door, "Limited quantity and low price of Chen rice, first come first served, while stocks last."
As soon as she finished speaking, more people came.
The Shi family was happily preparing to check the rice they had stolen last night.
When the group just arrived at the warehouse, a sharp-eyed boy saw that all the rice in the warehouse had disappeared.
"Master, where is our rice?" he was surprised.
Mr. Shi strode inside and saw that all the rice he had stored in his warehouse was gone.
"Where's my rice?! Where's my rice?!"
His red eyes were filled with anger as he shouted at the children.
The little girl lowered her head and didn't dare to answer.
No one knows where the rice went.
Mr. Shi stared at the scene in front of him in a daze. His legs gradually became weak. He took a few steps back and shouted at them again, "Where is my rice? Didn't you come here last night? Why didn't you see my rice?"
At this time, a brave waiter replied: "Master, the lights were not on when we came last night, so we didn't check whether the rice was there. Maybe the rice had been stolen before we came."
Mr. Shi's face turned blue, and he was so angry that he almost couldn't breathe. He covered his chest and bent over to breathe, "You useless people can't even take care of the rice!"
Just when the waiters were at a loss, the brave waiter said, "Master, don't worry, didn't we steal some rice from the rice shop across the street?"
Mr. Shi turned his head and looked at the bags piled high. His expression gradually improved. "Yes, we still have this rice. Come on, open it and have a look!"
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