What if?
"If pork prices don't recover and keep falling, you'll be in big trouble."
Chen Xian asked, "Shopkeeper, how much are you planning to charge me per pound?"
Manager Jiang chuckled and said, "Most of them were sold by Wei Guang from Baiweilou."
I've already discussed it with you; the current market price is around seventeen, eighteen, or nineteen coins.
But I think we can negotiate to at least 15 to 16 wen.
Chen Xian silently did some calculations.
If each pig weighs 180 jin (90 catties), and based on the amount of money he has, he could probably buy more than 90 pigs.
Give him the money owed to Manager Jiang.
Wei Guang breathed a sigh of relief shortly afterward.
Finally, these matters are resolved.
The price was reasonable; 16 coins was already one coin higher than the price offered by the shopkeeper.
In the end, Chen Xian spent approximately 276 taels of silver and obtained 96 pigs.
Then came the handover ceremony.
Manager Jiang cupped his hands and said to Wei Guang, "Manager Wei, it's a pleasure to cooperate with you."
My friend could only eat 96 heads. As for the remaining 100-plus heads, you can figure out how to handle them yourselves.
Wei Guang said solemnly, "No need for Manager Jiang to trouble yourself. I am grateful for your help this time."
To be honest, even I don't have the guts to buy so many pigs at once, especially given the current low pork prices.
Manager Jiang said seriously, "In that case, I wish Manager Wei all the best in handling his affairs!"
"Goodbye."
Wei Guang turned to leave, and when he saw the face of a familiar man, he was somewhat puzzled.
But I didn't take it to heart.
He's been so busy lately that he hasn't had time to think about anything else.
The men who had come with Chen Xian were all stunned.
Da Zhu's father is really wealthy.
Buy so many pigs at once.
My God.
More than 270 taels, almost 300 taels?
Even a large house with blue bricks and tiled roofs can be built six or seven times.
horrible.
Next came the grand pig-herding segment.
More than ten men watched the massive herd of pigs.
Uncle Chen made a decision.
Two people work together to herd 10 pigs.
He counted the number of people.
The grand pig-driving ceremony shocked the people of Daxing Town.
Who is this? Buying so many pigs.
Especially now that pork prices have been falling.
The procession was vast and imposing, and Wei Yihong's gaze was deep and unfathomable.
The Chen family really don't know what's good for them.
Didn't you know that pork prices have been falling?
He then stopped and pondered repeatedly, stroking his beard.
Is there something about this that I can't see through?
He pondered the posts on the walled forum repeatedly in his mind, as if he had grasped something.
"Who exactly posted those posts on the walled forum? Get me a few people to keep an eye on them. Is it the Chen family plotting this behind the scenes?"
Wei Guang pondered, "I think I know a little bit about this matter as well."
It is said to be a place for those who like to read storybooks to communicate with the authors.
But later it seemed like a mess, with all sorts of things being pasted on it.
There are fan fiction stories, strange tales from the streets, and all sorts of things about farming and planting.
It's a mixed bag, discussing everything...
Hearing him say that, Wei Yihong felt somewhat confused again.
It's not just a group of people working on this; there are many people discussing it.
The topics discussed are too varied.
Could it really be that the Chen family is behind this?
"Send someone to monitor that walled forum and let me know immediately if there's any news."
His mouth was full of cannon fire, and even now, opening his mouth still felt a bit uncomfortable.
Beaded curtain transmission.
The third wife brought over another bowl of tea.
With a soft voice, Grandpa, would you like some tea?
The Complete Nourishing Tea.
The third wife wore a bright green, diagonally collared, high-necked long gown and a waist-length ancient skirt. She had a slender waist, a full chest, and delicate features that exuded the unique charm of a young woman. When she spoke, she was soft and gentle.
Wei Yihong was annoyed. "What kind of trouble is Qiuyue causing now? Look at the mouthful of fire I've just spewed out. Can't you just leave me alone?"
The third wife chuckled foolishly, covering her mouth with her fan.
She slipped and burrowed into Wei Yihong's arms.
"Master, this is a tea to clear away internal heat. I found it especially for you."
Wei Yihong then glanced at the teacup and noticed a layer of what appeared to be Cistanche deserticola floating on it.
Slightly annoyed.
It's this again?
The third wife naturally put her arm around Wei Yihong's neck and looked at him with a smile.
"Ah. Master, open your mouth, I'll feed you."
Wei Yihong was agitated and, feeling the heat, reached out and pulled off the Third Madam's clothes from under her skirt.
The maid standing in the distance quietly closed the door and left.
The second wife, smiling, carried a bowl of tea and prepared to serve it to Wei Yihong.
As soon as I reached the door of the room, I heard laughter coming from inside.
A maid stood at the door, which was tightly shut.
He muttered under his breath, "You bitch."
Young Master Wei Chen imitated his voice.
"Mother, who are you calling a slut?"
Holding a whip in his hand, he pointed at the maid at the door and shouted, "Come here and kneel down!"
...
In the evening, the young woman said to the maids standing at the door, "You all go and rest. I need to rest. I can't sleep soundly with you standing at the door."
"yes."
A short while later, a figure slipped into the room.
"How have you been doing with the master lately?"
This is a difficult matter; the master has probably been set up by someone.
What's odd is that we hadn't planned to make braised pork beforehand, and when we were making this dish, pork prices were always normal.
"As soon as we got involved, pork prices plummeted. It's definitely been a setup. Grandpa wants me to find someone to keep an eye on things, but I have no clue where to start."
"This matter isn't urgent. I need you to do something for me."
Suddenly, a suppressed gasp escaped.
"Are you crazy? I wouldn't dare to make a move in the inner quarters."
"Is there anything you're afraid to do? Is there anything you're afraid to do?"
"That slut will be pregnant with that bastard sooner or later."
"I cannot sit idly by and wait to die."
The man gave an awkward smile.
"Alright, alright! I'll listen to you. I need to plan this carefully."
The voices inside quickly grew quieter and quieter...
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