Chapter 35

The next second, Chen Sheng suddenly ran toward the Linjiang City granary; he had to see it to believe it.

But when he saw that there was already a line dozens of meters long, and even more commoners arriving in an endless stream to line up not far away.

Chen Sheng's body trembled, his eyes wide.

At the same time.

On every street in Linjiang City, soldiers in armor were riding tall horses, galloping past, shouting at the top of their lungs.

"By order of the Imperial Censor, posting the official notice!"

"From this moment on, the granaries are opened to release grain. It only costs one hundred and five wen per dou. There is no limit on quantity; commoners may line up to purchase it themselves!"

In an instant, all the commoners of Linjiang City heard the news, and the whole city was shaken.

"..."

Lin Prefecture.

With rockeries and artificial water, maidservants carrying trays moved through the long corridors.

Inside the main hall, over a dozen dancing girls were dancing gracefully.

Lin Lao and the three great grain merchants were watching with great interest.

Separated by a door, it was as if they were two different worlds. Outside the door, commoners were gaunt and scavenging for food in the trash; inside the door, there was fine clothing and jade food, dancing girls, and a sense of intoxicating luxury.

The somewhat chubby head of the Qian family couldn't help but say, "Lin Lao, the grain price in Linjiang City has reached two hundred and twenty wen per dou. Are we still not going to sell?"

Lin Lao waved his hand, and the dancing girls retreated one after another. He said indifferently, "What's the panic?"

"Within Linjiang City, as long as our four great families work together, we can monopolize the grain price. This wave of heaven-sent wealth will reach at least two hundred and fifty wen per dou!"

Everyone was shocked in unison, "Two hundred and fifty wen?"

Don't look at it as just a thirty-wen increase per dou, but for them, it meant earning at least tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of taels more!

"We are able to have this kind of wealth thanks to Imperial Censor Gao. I don't know what he's thinking, actually posting a notice strictly forbidding the sale of low-priced grain," the head of the Han family said with some disdain, stroking the beard on his chin.

"What could a playboy like him know about the way of governing a country? He probably thought that once the grain price was high, grain merchants would start dumping their stock. It seems he has lifted a rock only to drop it on his own feet!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone burst into loud laughter.

But just at this moment, a servant from outside the door came crawling into the main hall.

"Lin Lao, something terrible has happened! The yamen has suddenly posted a notice, selling low-priced grain at the price of one hundred and five wen per dou!"

"The commoners heard the news and moved, forming a long line that you can't see the end of!"

As soon as these words were spoken.

Lin Lao's expression changed suddenly.

"What?"

The head of the Qian family was even more furious, "That kid surnamed Gao doesn't play by the rules. He is clearly trying to pit us!"

The head of the Han family said with worry, "Lin Lao, what should we do?"

Lin Lao's gaze was cold, "Da Qian has had continuous natural disasters, and grain prices have been soaring. How much grain can this Linjiang City granary have?"

"Is it enough for all the commoners in the city to eat?"

One sentence awakened the dreamers, and several people reacted one after another.

"There are over one hundred thousand commoners in Linjiang City. With poor harvests in previous years, the granary definitely doesn't have abundant grain. The yamen's move is just to force us into a panic, dump our grain, and lower the price. I underestimated this Imperial Censor Gao from Chang'an!"

"He's quite insidious!"

Lin Lao's face was cold, "The grain price in Linjiang City must not drop significantly. At the very least, we must wait until we have finished dumping our stock and left with our profits!"

"Since he is opening the granaries to release grain, we will buy up whatever he puts out!"

"I want to see how much grain he has!"

Lin Lao slammed his fist, his eyes cold.

The three family heads nodded in unison. Besides the low-priced old grain, they also had grain hoarded from the market at high prices.

If they dumped it all together, the grain price would definitely not be just one hundred and five wen per dou!

They must not lose this game!

The head of the Qian family gritted his teeth, "Our honor and disgrace are one; we will follow Lin Lao!"

"We are willing to follow Lin Lao!"