Chapter 521 - 305: Palace Massacre!
Chapter 521: Chapter 305: Palace Massacre!
Almost immediately after receiving news that someone was forcibly slashing prices, he couldn’t wait to head out through the West City Gate, rushing all the way along the official road straight toward the Ancient Tea-Horse Road.
He was not stupid. On the contrary, he was very smart; otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to climb to the position of Wind Patrol Envoy in the Ji State Trading Company’s Pingzheng Hall.
Obviously—they had been set up this time. Although he still didn’t know who was orchestrating all this behind the scenes, there was absolutely no way he would just let it go.
"After this, I will definitely send a message to the Trading Company to dispatch experts to thoroughly investigate this matter. Even if I have to dig three feet into the ground, I will find that bastard!"
...
Meanwhile, on the other side.
In Lin Village.
Liu Lang, who was in disguise, was up to his neck in work. He was just short of dragging Boss Chen over to give him a piece of his mind.
Although he had been busy from start to finish this time—purchasing grain, Transferring grain, and taking charge of guarding it—the whole process had gone fairly smoothly.
But when it came to this final selling step, he truly couldn’t understand Boss Chen’s intentions.
"We bought this grain for eight, nine, and ten taels, and now... now we’re selling it all for one tael of silver?
"Did the boss get kicked in the head by a donkey, or does he just have money burning a hole in his pocket?" he muttered.
Even though Liu Lang wasn’t good at arithmetic, he knew this would result in a massive loss.
One had to know that the grain in his hands had cost nearly five hundred thousand taels of silver for about one hundred thousand piculs.
If they were all sold at the price of one tael per picul, they would lose at least four hundred thousand taels.
Throwing that much shining white silver into the water would at least make a splash, but with Boss Chen, it didn’t even make a sound.
However, regardless of what Liu Lang thought, he didn’t dare not follow orders.
In the past, he could still hold his head high in front of Chen Yi by relying on his identity as the "Sword Madman," his Cultivation, and his Technique Realm.
But ever since the duel that night, he was completely subdued.
Chen Yi wasn’t just far superior to him in intelligence; he was also vastly superior in martial prowess.
Even if he had the mind to disobey orders, he had to weigh whether he could withstand that spear strike.
"Motherfucker, it’s not my silver that’s being lost anyway, so what the hell am I afraid of!"
Steeling his resolve, Liu Lang naturally became more and more efficient at his task.
With the help of Xue Duanyun and the others, it only took them half a day to sell fifty thousand piculs.
Broken silver and copper coins piled up in several bamboo baskets.
Even so, there were still quite a few people rushing over from the Prefecture City. Upon hearing that there was no more grain today, they immediately caused a ruckus.
It wasn’t until Liu Lang raised his voice and announced that there would be another fifty thousand piculs tomorrow that they quieted down.
The sky had just darkened.
Liu Lang and the others closed the gates of the compound. Looking at the silver and copper coins in front of them, none of them showed any joy on their faces.
"What do you guys think the boss has up his sleeve?" one of them asked.
Liu Lang snorted. "You’re asking me, but who am I supposed to ask?
"Either way, they can’t blame us for the silver lost this time."
Xue Duanyun and the other two exchanged glances and shook their heads as well. "They can’t blame us either..."
Four hundred thousand taels of silver! They wouldn’t be able to come up with that much even if they sold their Celestial Sect.
...
After nightfall.
After having dinner, Chen Yi, Xiao Wuge, and Xiaodie sat in the pavilion, reading and playing Go.
It was a leisurely and carefree evening.
Chen Yi had naturally heard a thing or two about what was happening outside the estate. But this was exactly the result he wanted.
He thought, "The Old Master took this Step neither too early nor too late; it was just right.
"With him applying pressure, even if Liu Hong had the mind to resist, he wouldn’t be able to delay for too long.
"But regardless of whether he takes action or not, the news has to be released eventually.
"This way, Liu Lang can take the opportunity to make his move without it seeming too conspicuous."
Grain prices were bound to plummet!
Thinking about this, Chen Yi was in a good mood and played Go with Xiao Wuge with a chuckle.
On the other hand, Xiao Wuge was pouting and sulking. "Brother-in-law, Second Sister coming back is such a big deal, so why didn’t anyone come to notify me?"
"Why would they notify you?" Chen Yi replied. "Your second sister came back because she has things to do. How could she stay in the estate all the time? Besides, your most important task right now is Cultivating Martial Arts. You don’t need to worry about anything else."
"You say that, but it’s been a long time since I last saw Second Sister."
"I’ve already seen her on your behalf..."
Xiao Wuge was left speechless for a moment and casually placed a white piece on a corner of the chessboard.
"Palace Kill."
Chen Yi looked at the board, where the white pieces had formed a dominant position and were faintly surrounding the large dragon of Heizi. Smiling, he placed down a Heizi.
"You’re too impatient."
In an instant, the white pieces’ encirclement was completely dismantled.
With Chen Yi’s Go skills, he had seen this Step coming a long time ago and had already set a trap, waiting for Xiao Wuge to place his piece at this exact moment.
Just like the Ji State Trading Company.
No matter what moves they made, there would only be a dead end waiting for them.
Xiao Wuge’s small face looked as if he wanted to cry but had no tears. He could only stare blankly as Chen Yi unhurriedly picked up the captured white pieces one by one.
"It doesn’t count, Brother-in-law. This game doesn’t count."
"Why doesn’t it count? A true gentleman never takes back a move once it’s made. Haven’t you heard of that?"
"No..."
Talking and laughing, as 7:00 PM approached, Xiaodie took Xiao Wuge to rest first.
Chen Yi originally planned to wash up as well, but then he heard a burst of footsteps coming from outside the Spring Lotus Garden.
"Sir, Shopkeeper Wang of Hundred Herbs Hall is here to visit."
Chen Yi furrowed his brows slightly. "Wang Ji? It’s so late... Did something happen over at the Ancient Tea-Horse Road?"
"Invite him in."