The city wall of Yuzhou City is not high, but now the Yuzhou government soldiers who have never stood guard on the city wall now stand like a benchmark, and there is not a group of sergeants dressed in black, walking neatly. Walked across the city at a uniform pace.
There were also interrogations of personnel entering and leaving Yuzhou City. Even if Wu Zheng entered Yuzhou City through the wharf, he would inevitably be interrogated by the soldiers patrolling on the shore.
In addition to these sergeants, there are also some yards with black smoke constantly going out on the wharf. Some people are burning coal, but the people in Yuzhou usually burn wood for cooking, and only the blacksmith shop burns coal.
From a distance, there are about four or five such yards, and they are still the kind of large yards with at least three entrances. It seems that Qin Xiang's workshop where Shenmuzhai's crane-billed picks are turned into steel sword armor is here.
I don’t know if that guy is still around now. I know that guy is going to be on the battlefield. As a friend, he didn’t even drink a bowl of candied wine with him. Is it too incompetent for my friend to do something
Wu Zheng wanted to go to the big smoking courtyards to ask questions, but looking at the vicious soldiers near the courtyards, Wu Zheng had no choice but to dispel the idea.
Walk down the street to the inner city. Although the streets of the outer city are not as prosperous as the inner city, the money near the pier is not small in the past, but Wu Zheng walked here today but didn’t feel a bit crowded. I just remembered that when I looked back, there were fewer ships at the pier, especially there were almost no ships carrying cargo.
It seems that there is not only one wise man in this world, at least well-informed businessmen have a foreboding that things are not good.
The price of rice is already fifty cents per catty, and the price of sesame cakes has also been sold for two cents. Because the price of rice has risen, the price of sesame cakes will naturally increase.
This is what the owner of the Rao Cake Shop told Wu Zheng, so Wu Zheng, who originally spent a penny on a sesame seed cake, had to pay another penny.
Wu Zheng asked again if there is any price increase in this city besides rice and sesame seed cakes? As a result, all of them have risen unexpectedly, and the reason is the same because the price of rice has risen.
"I said these comrades, you like to eat sesame cakes so much, I have the last five and you have exactly six of them, or you can buy it for seven cents for both!"
Wu Zheng looked at the sun and found that it was still early, so he asked: "I said it's still early, boss, you are so anxious to close the stall?"
"Recently, I always feel that something is wrong in this city. It's better to close the stalls and go home early to accompany your wife and children. I think it’s better not to run around if you’re a long white boy. Now the gangsters in this city might bump into it. It’s troublesome. Listen to me, go home early if you buy biscuits!"
"My house is far away! I can't go back for a while."
"It turns out that it's from a different place, so you just go to the inn or your relative's house, so don't wander around on the road."
"But it's still early!"
"It's too early to find out if it is usually early, but now there are basically no people on the street before Shenshi."
"The same goes for the inner city?"
"The inner city is a little better. After all, the governor and the county magistrate live in the inner city! There are fewer gangsters taking advantage of the fire."
"Take advantage of the fire? Is this something wrong?"
"I don't know this! How to say it! Oh, I don't know how to tell you, anyway, every time the price of rice rises for no reason, it must be no good, um! Yes, it should be the disaster of the owner of the grain shop, it's okay. What price increase! His price increase has caused everyone to panic. How can I live these days!"
Wu Zheng smiled slightly: "Okay, look at the boss, you are a good person. Give me all the remaining sesame seeds!"
"Really? You want it all?"
Wu Zheng nodded and was about to pick up the money in the purse, only to see the biscuits who bought the biscuits brought up a basket from the stall, let alone a dozen or so.
"I said the boss, didn't you say there are only six?"
The boss didn’t blush, and pointed to the biscuits in the basket and said: “Six are cooked, Xiaoxianggong, you see these are not cooked yet! I originally planned to take them home for my wife and children. Since Xiaoxianggong, you want them all. Even give it."
Then the biscuits owner looked at the basket and counted them again: "There are 21 in total. Since Xiao Xianggong buys all of them, you can give them 30 pens."
Met a profiteer
The one or two pieces of silver that were originally picked up in the purse was put back by Wu Zheng and replaced with copper... (End of this chapter)