When it came to making a fortune, Wan Fugui's eyes lit up, and he rubbed his hands together expectantly.
"Wait!" Wan Fugui was eager to adjust the price of grain when An Yuan'er stopped him.
"Fairy Sister, next time you have to finish what you're saying all at once. My little heart really can't take this kind of repeated stimulation." Wan Fugui had been on tenterhooks all month, wanting to win and make money. Under intense pressure, he was very tense.
An Yuan'er comforted him, saying, "Don't be nervous, you've done a great job! Once this is over, I'll give you a break to rest. You've lost a lot of weight."
The greatest test for a young man is to give him a chance. Wan Fugui did not disappoint An Yuan'er.
An Yuan'er considered it carefully and said seriously, "Grain is scarce, so the price will rise. However, we must earn money honestly; we cannot make money unjustly."
"you mean?"
An Yuan'er already had a plan in mind.
“Treat them differently. If the people who come to buy grain are maids or stewards from wealthy families, sell to them at the highest price. The powerful and wealthy in Shengjing have made a fortune over the years, and much of their money probably didn't come from legitimate sources. Every year, wealthy families spend a lot of money on jewelry and ornaments. Now, grain is probably more expensive than gold. These powerful and wealthy people should be killed!”
"As for ordinary people, the disaster has also affected their lives. Prices have risen so much that some families probably can't even afford to eat. Just raise the price a little as a token of appreciation and sell to them."
After hearing this, Wan Fugui gave An Yuan'er a thumbs up.
"Fairy sister, your idea is great! Isn't this what you call robbing the rich to help the poor? We're like chivalrous heroes. I've never done anything so cool in my life."
"Stop talking nonsense. Hurry up and get on with it!" An Yuan'er urged.
Upon hearing this, Wan Fugui ran off as fast as he could. An Yuan'er had no idea what he was so happy about.
Meanwhile, Yi Chen was away on this side.
There's a kind of unspoken understanding where two people do the same things even though they've never communicated.
"Sixth Prince, isn't your plan inappropriate? We've never used this method before when disaster struck. The powerful and influential are deeply entrenched in the court. If we try to take their money, we'll inevitably provoke their anger. If things go wrong, we'll be the ones who suffer." The speaker was Lord Liu.
Yi Chenli glanced coldly at Lord Liu and said calmly, "The national treasury is empty. Apart from the portion that can be used to purchase grain, there are still large financial loopholes. If we don't find some money from other channels to fill the gap, does Lord Liu have a better solution? If Lord Liu is willing to dedicate himself to the people and give away all his wealth to save them from suffering, I, the prince, am absolutely willing to submit a memorial to the throne to seek fame and fortune for Lord Liu."
"This...this, I didn't mean that." Lord Liu was speechless, blocked by Yi Chenli.
"Besides, I asked them to donate their money voluntarily, not to force them. How can you say that I provoked their anger? These powerful and wealthy people have received so much from the country over the years. Now is the perfect opportunity for them to generously contribute and repay the country. I have given them this opportunity, and they should be thanking me."
Lord Liu is the father-in-law of the Fifth Prince. He is a member of the old aristocracy in the capital and has deep-rooted connections with the Murong family. Getting these people to spend their money indirectly disperses the Murong family's wealth, causing them great losses.
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