Chapter 80 Black-hearted Merchants
Su Yue packed up and went to the eldest lady's room, where she was also packing and dressing.
"Mom, did you sleep well last night?" Su Yue went over and sat next to the eldest lady.
The eldest lady took Su Yue's hand and said with a smile: "Mother slept well. You brothers and sisters took care of her along the way. Mother didn't suffer much, but Yue'er worked hard."
The eldest lady was filled with heartache. They actually wanted their children to protect them. As parents, they should have been taking care of the children.
"That's good, we won't be tired, Mom. Let's go for a walk and buy some things. We probably won't be here for a few days before we have to leave again. There won't be a city like this later."
The eldest lady said: "You young people, go shopping. Mother has asked your second aunt to go shopping with you."
Su Yue...
Her mother has changed a lot. She used to treat her like a baby who couldn't be weaned. She couldn't go here or there, and she was afraid that Murong Li would abduct her. Now, haha... she wishes she could stay with Murong Li for twelve hours a day.
Su Yue felt rejected, so she had to leave a thousand taels of silver for the eldest lady. The eldest lady was not polite, took it with a smile, and immediately drove her away.
"Don't keep the Fourth Master waiting for too long."
Su Yue rolled her eyes, walked out and went back to find Murong Li.
Seeing her coming back alone, Murong Li smiled, took her hand and walked downstairs.
But when they just walked out of the inn, Caixia and Su Yan were waiting there.
"You two are waiting for us here, let's go." Su Yue glanced at Su Yan and said, she didn't even take this little brat seriously.
The two were delighted to hear this and followed happily.
Caixia didn't have any thoughts. Her duty was to protect the young lady, so that she felt she was still useful.
Needless to say, Su Yan's little thoughts were all she did. She had been happily following Murong Li, step by step.
There were a lot of people in the city, and it was bustling and lively, but among them were many refugees, who were heading towards the grain shops with weapons in their hands.
"Let's go and take a look." Murong Li said as he pulled Su Yue and walked quickly.
The two men came to a grain store and saw a long queue of refugees. They squeezed to the front to take a look and found that the rice sold in the store was all moldy.
Su Yue was furious. Don’t these people know that moldy rice cannot be eaten? The refugees have poor physical fitness to begin with. Eating moldy rice will only accelerate their death.
The price of this moldy rice is ridiculously high. Normally this kind of rice is not worth a penny, but now it is sold for fifty cents per pound.
"Don't be impulsive!"
When Su Yue was about to go up to the shopkeeper to argue, Murong Li grabbed her.
Su Yue turned around and glared at Murong Li. She took a deep breath and remembered all the grain shops that sold moldy rice. She would wait and see what kind of rice they would sell.
Su Yue didn't want to give these black-hearted grain shops any time. She immediately exerted her mental power and collected all the moldy rice in the shop into the space.
She didn't accept the good rice and flour, so it depends on what the shop owner does. If he sells good rice, then nothing will be said. If he doesn't, then don't blame her.
They knew who was behind these shops and had already started fighting. Was she still afraid of making things worse? If she was afraid, she would not have emptied the county magistrate's mansion last night.
She just wants to make things bigger, the bigger the better.
Su Yue let out a long breath and waited quietly.
Murong knew what she had done when he saw her expression. The corners of his mouth curled up, and he squinted his eyes and looked at the door of the grain shop. There was going to be a good show to watch.
How could he let his Yue'er worry alone?
Murong Li held Su Yue's hand tightly, and the two of them left the crowd. Let's see what kind of rice they can sell next.
Sure enough, when the moldy rice in the store was sold out, a waiter hurried out of the store and whispered something in the waiter's ear. The waiter's smiling face suddenly fell, and he immediately said to the refugees in line, "We have run out of rice today. Please go back and come back another day."
"What? How come it's gone? Is the moldy rice gone too?" The refugees who were waiting to buy rice exclaimed loudly.
"Yeah, Xiao Er brother, we've only been selling for an incense stick of time today, how come they're gone so quickly? Did Xiao Er brother make a mistake?"
"Yes, little brother, please go ask the shopkeeper."
The refugees rushed forward, surrounded the waiter and asked questions in a flurry.
"No more, I told you there's no more, you guys should just go away." The waiter took a few steps back in disgust, covering his nose with his hands and said impatiently.
These refugees stunk so much that the waiters in the shop were unwilling to come out to sell rice. They only came out to sell rice because of the processing fee paid by the shopkeeper.
When the refugees heard this, despair, not disappointment, appeared on their faces, and they went to fetch the waiter.
They dare not even think about good rice, as the moldy rice is gone. What will they eat in the future?
Thinking of the hungry children at home and the elderly who were starving to death, many refugees could not help but cover their faces and cry bitterly.
"God is going to cut off our path. How can we continue to live?"
"Oh my god, there's no way out, wuwuwu..."
There was a burst of crying and shouting.
The commotion here instantly attracted the people in the city, and everyone pointed and talked at the grain shop.
"Oh! This is so heartless! They have good rice but don't sell it. They even sell moldy rice at such a high price. Now there is no moldy rice left. How are these refugees going to survive?"
Su Yue heard this and walked over to the common people. She curiously asked the old lady, "Auntie, why are only the refugees queuing up to buy rice? How do the people in the city buy rice?"
The old lady looked at her and sighed, "Young lady, you just came from out of town, right?"
She could tell that Su Yue's accent was not local.
Su Yue nodded.
The old lady glanced around and said, "Young lady, you don't know that the city folks buy rice at different times from the refugees. Today they are refugees, tomorrow they are city folks, and the day after that they are like this again."
Su Yue's eyes darkened. "Thank you, Auntie. How much is the good rice per pound?"
When asked about this, everyone around the old lady looked angry.
The old lady snorted coldly, "Moldy rice is fifty cents a pound, how can good rice be that good? You're buying it for a hundred cents. You're really heartless. You've drained the common people's savings. You have no choice but to buy it."
"Yes, these black-hearted businessmen deserve to be punished by heaven. We ordinary people can only watch them make money in this way." Another woman said angrily.
Su Yue turned around and squinted at the refugees and the waiter who were still pushing and shoving each other.
The waiter wanted to get back into the store, but was held back by the refugees.
She took a few steps forward, pushing through the crowd, and Murong Li quickly made way for her.
Su Yue couldn't bear it any longer. She stepped forward, grabbed the waiter, dragged him out and asked, "Don't you still have good rice? Why don't you sell it?"
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