The God-Level Prodigal Son of the Tang Dynasty

Zheng He originally wanted to force Zhao Chen.

Ask Zhao Chen to spit out all the 600,000 shi of food.

Who knew that none of the people standing in front of him was easy to mess with.

At this moment, Zheng He didn't dare to turn away and leave.

He had promised the emperor to obtain one million stones of grain within three days.

In addition to the 300,000 shi left by their five surnames and Qiwang, there is still a food gap of 700,000 shi.

Where else can I find 700,000 shi of grain in Chang'an City?

Zheng He knew that the grain purchased by Zhao Chen and others had not been sold yet.

A total of 700,000 stones can just make up for their shortfall.

Now that coercion failed, Zheng He could only obey Zhao Chen cautiously.

Otherwise, the contract written in black and white is there. If he can't hand over one million stones of food, wouldn't the emperor just copy their Xingyang Zheng family?

At this moment, Zheng He felt a little uneasy.

The price is easy to say. If Mr. Zheng sincerely wants it, I can resell the grain to you at a price of fifteen cents per bucket! Zhao Chen sat on the chair and looked at Zheng He and others in front of him with a smile.

Fifteen cents? Zheng He's expression suddenly changed.

There was a flash of anger in his eyes, but he instantly regained his composure.

Master Zhao, fifteen cents per dou, how about I sell the grain to you? Zheng He said to Zhao Chen with a smile.

Although the price the emperor gave him was twenty cents per dou.

Buying Zhao Chen's grain for fifteen cents per dou can indeed make a lot of money.

But who doesn’t want to earn more?

If you really want to give Zhao Chen fifteen pieces of paper, what's the point of their five surnames and Qi Wang?

I have given you the price. If Mr. Zheng feels embarrassed, please go elsewhere! Zhao Chen waved his hand, looking indifferent.

Li Ruoshuang and the others standing beside Zhao Chen were all a little confused at this moment.

They thought that Zhao Chen could only raise one or two cents at most and make more money.

Who would have known that Zhao Chen would directly raise the price to fifteen cents per dou.

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That's quadrupled.

Will Zheng He and the others really agree to this price?

Several people thought secretly.

Zheng He looked at Zhao Chen and squeezed his hands tightly into a ball.

He secretly thought that Zhao Chen was so stubborn and refused to take a step back.

If he had not promised the emperor to raise one million stones of grain within three days, otherwise he would have collected it slowly, and he would not have compromised in front of Zhao Chen.

A mere tavern keeper is so stubborn.

Zheng He felt very embarrassed.

Dong Zheng's family, what should we do about this matter?

Fifteen cents per dou, we won't even make any money!

At least I can earn five cents per bucket, which is pretty good.

Zhao Chen is so unwilling to let go. If he hadn't been standing next to several people in the army, they would definitely deal with him this time!

Zhao Chen is probably here to block the attack. Duke Wei and the others are the ones controlling this grain purchase and cannot be offended.

Then what if you agree to him?

What else can we do? If we don't promise him, there are still 700,000 shi of food. Where can we get it together?

Your Majesty, there is nothing to delay. If something happens, it will be a small matter if our heads are lost. But if the master is held accountable, it will be a big deal.

Zheng He discussed quietly with the shopkeepers around him.

After a while, Zheng He and others came back with gloomy expressions and looked at Zhao Chen.

Mr. Zhao, I can promise you fifteen cents per dou of grain, but I need 700,000 shi of grain. Can you come up with it? Zheng He looked at Zhao Chen with a hint of anger in his eyes.

Most of the benefits gained from this heavy rain were taken away by Zhao Chen.

They are the five surnames and Qiwang, the upper echelons of the Tang Dynasty.

He was toyed with by a small shopkeeper in Pingkangfang.

Really...really agreed?

Cheng Chumo felt that his legs were a little weak.

The purchase price of grain was four cents per dou, but it was sold for fifteen cents per dou.

Is this money so easy to make?

Qin Huaiyu also looked in disbelief at this moment.

He couldn't understand why this person with the fifth surname and Qi Wang agreed to Zhao Chen's rude request? .??.

If it were him, Qin Huaiyu, who would be so underpriced by Zhao Chen, he wouldn't be angry even if he made less money.

After all, if you have money, why can’t you receive food?

Zhao Chen and Zheng He seem to have something going on that we don't know about.

Zhao Chen, they actually agreed! Li Ruoshuang leaned close to Zhao Chen's ear, her voice full of surprise.

That's fifteen cents and only one bucket of rice.

Four times the usual price.

How come one of them is willing to fight for such expensive grain, while the other is willing to endure it?

Li Ruoshuang felt that her mind seemed a little confused.

Thanks to Mr. Zheng, he sold me 600,000 shi before, and I also got more than 100,000 shi of food from other places.

Seven hundred thousand stones of grain, how about I sell more to Mr. Zheng? Zhao Chen said to Zheng He with a smile.

Immediately, Zheng He's face darkened again.

Of those 600,000 shi of food, if they hadn't been greedy for petty gains, how could Zhao Chen have taken such a huge advantage in vain?

Sell ​​us more?

I don’t want any more!

Zheng He cursed in his heart, but his face remained calm.

Master Zhao, we only need 700,000 stones. Let's sign a contract. Tomorrow morning, I will have someone come to move the food! Zheng He didn't want to talk to Zhao Chen anymore.

That's fine. Zhao Chen nodded.

Miss Ruoshuang, go and write a contract with me to Mr. Zheng. Zhao Chen and Li Ruoshuang said.

Me? Li Ruoshuang was a little strange.

It would be better if Zhao Chen did this by himself.