He had just witnessed Ye Feiyun relying on two vicious servants to beat up his servants, but he did not dare to show up to stop them.
If nothing else, who is the person standing in front of me?
He is the son of Ye Dashan, the son-in-law of the Dagan Dynasty and the head of the six ministers.
Even if he had ten thousand guts, he wouldn't dare to step forward rashly.
Otherwise, if he showed up, it wouldn't just be the boy who got beaten.
He swallowed, and his fat body trembled involuntarily.
He looks greasy, and I wonder how much money he extorted from the Ye family and the people of the capital to maintain this fat body.
The white lotus that was standing before was standing in the distance, taking in all of this.
Hearing Ye Feiyun's command at this time, he immediately took light steps, strode up a step quickly, and suddenly opened the door panel, revealing Qian Youwei's face.
Qian Youwei was trembling all over, his calves were cramping and shivering.
Looking at Ye Feiyun, he forced a smile on his face.
"Young Master Ye Ye, I'm sorry for not welcoming you in person. I hope you can forgive me." For a moment, the air was stagnant, as if it had fallen into dead silence.
Even the people who had cheered earlier shut up.
At this time, they also realized that something was wrong. It seemed that Ye Feiyun came here to vent their anger.
Could it be that the news of the price increase at Daqian Rice Shop has reached the ears of those officials in the capital who usually have nothing to do?
Is Ye Feiyun here to help them now?
The people, who had suffered countless insults in the past few days, looked at Ye Feiyun sideways, with confusion and curiosity in their eyes. They didn't understand the purpose of Ye Feiyun's coming here.
Qian Youwei was extremely panicked.
If there was anyone present who wanted to know most what Ye Feiyun was here for, it would be him.
My own servant was beaten half to death.
As the boss, he didn't dare to breathe, let alone say a word.
Ye Feiyun was here, and he was afraid that Ye Feiyun would beat him up in anger.
People go into business to make money, and he knows that money is for him. During this period, he made a lot of money by taking advantage of the national crisis.
Large amounts of rice used to help refugees were sent to his big rice shop like mountains, and then he resold it at several times the price and sold it directly to the people in the capital.
Before this, there were several rice shops in the capital run by ordinary merchants with no background.
After he secretly operated, several rice shops closed down, and he closed the shop to do business alone.
The price of rice has now risen to three cents, but he still doesn't care and still wants to raise it to four cents. He doesn't care whether the people in the capital can afford to eat. He only wants to fill his own pockets and make a fortune.
Seeing Qian Youwei's flattering expression and a smile on his face, Ye Feiyun waved at him and said jokingly, "Come here, Boss Qian."
Qian Youwei was stunned for a moment, but when he heard Ye Feiyun calling him, he didn't dare to delay. He immediately tiptoed to Ye Feiyun, like a mountain of flesh, and the flesh on his face trembled as he walked.
This appearance made Ye Feiyun feel upset. He frowned and looked at Ye Ding and Batian beside him. He said, "Come on, help Mr. Qian to loosen up his muscles."
Ye Feiyun said casually.
When Qian Youwei heard this, he was so scared that he almost collapsed to the ground.
The fat on his face kept shaking and his voice was trembling.
"No, Master Ye Ye Ye, what do you mean?" He saw clearly the miserable plight of the two servants just now.
I am no match for the two servants. At least they are young and strong and can withstand the beating.
He is almost forty or fifty years old, and his body has long been hollowed out by alcohol and sex.
If he were to be beaten up by Ye Ding and Batian, two men as strong as human Tyrannosaurus Rex, it would be hard to say whether he could survive until tomorrow.
He quickly begged for mercy, while Ye Feiyun looked at Qian Youwei, rolled his eyes, and said, "Boss Qian, you've been really impressive lately! You've raised the price of rice in the capital to four taels of silver. You must have made a lot of money, right?"
Ye Feiyun looked at him teasingly with a smile.
When Qian Youwei heard what Ye Feiyun said, his heart skipped a beat. He instantly became extremely nervous and forced a smile on his face.
"No, Master Ye, you know, the rice in the capital is all shipped from other places. The journey is long and the freight is high. It takes a lot of manpower and material resources to transport it, so the price increase is understandable."
As Qian Youwei spoke, he felt very guilty and cold sweat streamed down his forehead.
If others don't understand, he knows it very well.
Where does the rice sold in his Daqian Rice Shop come from?
It was the silver that his Ye family had exchanged for.
After buying rice from major rice shops in the capital, they sent it to refugee camps outside the city to help the refugees.
He used his connections with the Liu family to buy the rice back and sold it to the people in the capital at a high price.
Now that Ye Feiyun came to him in person, how could he not be nervous?
If it was an ordinary person, it would be fine, but the Ye Feiyun in front of him was no one else but Ye Dashan’s only son and the son-in-law of Princess Mu Yanyun of the capital.
But looking at Ye Feiyun's unquestionable face, he didn't have the slightest thought of resistance in his heart.
What a joke! He saw clearly the miserable plight of the two servants just now. If he went against Ye Feiyun at this time, wouldn’t that be courting death?
Qian Youwei broke out in a cold sweat, stammered for a long time, and couldn't speak clearly.
"Then...then...please move aside, Young Master Ye, and let's talk inside." Ye Feiyun snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, and took Ye Ding, Batian, and Bai Lian with him. The three of them walked hurriedly into Qian Youwei's shop.
Qian Youwei then secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
But when he looked inside the shop, he began to worry again.
He knew that nothing good was going to happen next.
Why did this evil star come to my door?
Qian Youwei wiped the sweat from his forehead and felt the strange looks from the people queuing to buy rice. He immediately gave them a warning look: "Go buy your rice! Stop talking nonsense!"
The common people had been severely oppressed by Qian Youwei in the past, but there was nothing they could do. They could not buy rice anywhere else in the capital, so they had to go to Qian Youwei's big rice shop to buy rice.
Facing his scolding at this moment, she did not dare to talk back. She could only look away angrily and turn her head to the side.
Qian Youwei followed in quickly with a worried look on his face.
After three sticks of incense, a luxuriously decorated reception room appeared, with carved beams and painted buildings, full of antique scenes.
It's so luxurious and the decoration is so grand and extravagant that it would be impossible to do it without 1,800 taels of silver.
There is a huge screen in the middle of the lobby, on which are written four large characters "明正清廉" (Ming Zheng Qing Lian) in a flamboyant style.
Ye Ding and Batian, who were standing outside the door quietly waiting, looked ferocious.
The servants kept in Qian Youwei's mansion only dared to watch from afar at this time and did not dare to get close at all, for fear that they would accidentally anger the two masters and be torn into pieces.
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