Chapter 49 Is it enough? Not enough for me to kill another 3,000 pigs!

Author: Yunzhongdian

Chapter 49 Is it enough? Not enough for me to kill another 3,000 pigs!

Bang~

Bang~

Bang bang bang~

One by one, the refugees in ragged clothes knelt down towards the servants of He Mansion, and some even kowtowed.

"No need to thank us."

The servants quickly helped the refugees up and explained: "We only use money to do things. The person who came up with this idea was Taoist Priest Wang Xiu of the Sanqing Immortal Sect."

"Of the three thousand pigs, two thousand were bought by Taoist Master Wang Xiu with money, and the remaining one thousand were donated by my family members."

"If you want to thank them, you should also thank them both."

After the servant’s explanation.

All the refugees had tears in their eyes. Some of them came from other nearby cities and had to move due to floods.

Some come from territories ruled by other immortal sects. Because of the harsh oppression of the immortal sect disciples, their lives are really unsustainable, so they have no choice but to travel far away.

There are some more.

He even escaped from the 'human captive area' within the demon clan's sphere of influence, narrowly escaped death, and finally came to Maple City.

Starved and bumpy along the way, I have already lost most of my life.

But now.

After eating this steaming bowl of brown rice porridge, they felt like they were alive again and felt so full that they were so happy.

Taoist priest Wang Xiu.

Outside the He family.

These two names were deeply remembered in their minds, deeper than anything else.

…

News spread quickly.

The news that the He family used 'bran brown rice porridge' to provide disaster relief quickly spread throughout Maple City.

initial.

When they heard that the He family was using bran from their livestock to provide relief, the people in the city were all yelling and cursing.

but.

After hearing that the He family "exchanged pork for brown rice with a 20% discount," the scoldings disappeared, and only praises remained.

There were even suggestions to the He family to "add pork", "who can eat three thousand pigs", "let the neighboring city see it, and think we Maple City people can't afford it" and so on.

For a while.

The people of the whole city were affected by this, and bags of brown rice were transported from thousands of households to the He family.

In fact.

If He Daren understands the concept of 'futures', with a little manipulation, he can take this opportunity to collect a large amount of brown rice in the city into his treasury.

Then they hoard it, causing a shortage of brown rice, driving up rice prices, and then selling it at the right time.

If so.

With one in and one out, if you exchange pork for grain at a 20% discount, not only will you not lose money, you will even make a profit.

certainly.

Wang Xiu will not teach him this kind of operation. After all, it is not a good way. Proficient businessmen who do too many such immoral things are likely to have sons with no buttholes.

but.

Even if you don't understand this truth, when 3,000 heads of pork pour into the Maple City market, the price of pork in the city is bound to fall. It's hard to say whether it can maintain 80%.

Um.

In other words, those who trade brown rice for pork.

If you just have a toothpaste and eat meat, everyone will be happy, but if you want to engage in buying and selling.

Ahem.

I’ll probably lose so much that I won’t even have my pants left!

…

the other side.

In the refugee gathering areas on the outskirts of the city, news about Hejia's porridge relief work is also spreading rapidly.

after all.

For these refugees, nothing is more important than having enough food. They did not go to the disaster relief shelters before simply because they were disappointed too many times and could not get them at all.

While waiting for the relief porridge, it would be better to go to the mountains to dig wild vegetables and chew bark and grass roots.

But it's different now.

Is there some bran mixed with brown rice porridge?

Bran is eaten by animals, will it hurt your self-esteem?

Dignity is nothing!

Not to mention brown rice porridge mixed with bran, even porridge made from pure bran is still good!

For a while.

The entire refugee area was boiling with excitement. Hundreds of thousands of refugees were pouring towards various disaster relief shacks in the city, making other people around them tremble with fear.

Good guy.

Are these guys crazy?

It tastes so bad, brown rice porridge mixed with bran.

How could they drink it?

For a while.

Many students from the Maple City family who originally insisted that Wang Xiu and He Daren's "bran bran relief" approach was an insult to the gentle and polite, felt inexplicable emotions rise in their hearts.

Let every grain of disaster relief food fall into the mouths of refugees, disaster victims, and hungry people.

seem.

This should be the correct way to start disaster relief.

"Woo~"

"I'm finally full. This is the first time in half a year that I've been full. Woohoo~"

"Brother, brother, we finally don't have to die."

"Mother, did you see it in the sky? My sister and I finally made it to Maple City, and we finally survived."

"Sanqing Immortal Sect, Taoist Priest Wang Xiu, and Yuan He, woo woo woo~"

…

In front of the disaster relief shed, some people had tears in their eyes, some were bursting with gratitude, and some wanted to kneel down and kowtow, but no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't stop them.

All kinds of things in the world.

Fully displayed.

On the high tower, Wang Xiu and He Daren stood side by side.

The old housekeeper fell half a step behind and followed behind him: "Everything is just as Taoist Master Wang said. Taoist Master really knows things like a god, young master..."

He Daren#: “Call me Master!”

The old housekeeper nodded: "Okay, young master, I have already calculated that according to the ration of 100,000 refugees, the brown rice and bran in stock in our He Family Mansion can last for half a month."

"If we include the brown rice exchanged for the 3,000 pigs, we should be able to exchange for about 3 million kilograms of brown rice, which can last another three months."

He Daren nodded and looked at the grateful refugees who praised him.

He just felt happy in his heart and murmured: "I didn't expect that it feels so good to be praised for doing good deeds! Mr. Wang, how about we kill another 3,000 pigs!"

Old housekeeper:???

Wang Xiu:???

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and Wang Xiu couldn't laugh or cry: "Don't be impulsive. As the saying goes, if you win with favor, you will lose with hatred."

"now."
To be continued...