Daily Intelligence System: Don't Kill Me, Honey!
Chapter 812 - 218: Zhao Ya: Chen 94, your strategy is too powerful_5

Chapter 812: Chapter 218: Zhao Ya: Chen 94, your strategy is too powerful_5

This young fellow’s words instantly excited the villagers around with red eyes, someone even responded: "Yeah, Chen Jiusi has food to eat, why don’t we have food? Brothers, charge with me!"

A group of people was actually preparing to storm Chen Jie’s Fishing Guild Headquarters.

Another Beggar Sect Disciple thought, are you out of your mind, he directly jumped out of the window and left.

The Beggar Sect youngster saw him do this, couldn’t help but sneer, coward, and immediately shouted loudly: "Go, follow me to the Fishing Guild Headquarters and kill!"

With that, a group of people rushed straight out of the room.

At that moment, Chen Wang, who had been waiting outside, originally didn’t plan to care about these petty matters, after all, the Gang Leader just told him to watch for no trouble, and if someone wanted to smash the shop, let them do it.

But hearing this arrogant guy shouting to storm the Fishing Guild Headquarters, he couldn’t sit still.

Truly audacious.

Thinking thus, he directly led his men out, saw that the leader was a Beggar Sect youngster, waved his hand, and a group of well-trained disciples immediately captured the fellow.

The surrounding villagers were scared stiff by these people, frozen in place, unable to move.

Chen Wang then came directly in front of that Beggar Sect youngster, sneered: "You must have the courage of a bear with a leopard’s guts, dare to storm the Fishing Guild Headquarters."

"Ah, grandpa, I was wrong, spare me, spare me!"

That Beggar Sect youngster kneeled on the ground, kowtowing desperately, Chen Wang seeing this sneered: "Go ask the Yama King to spare you."

With a shout, he followed up with a knife and chopped off the Beggar Sect youngster’s head, Chen Wang covered in blood, grabbed the head and said: "You bunch of bastards, we the Fishing Guild bought you grain at fair prices, yet you storm against us. The shops in South City didn’t sell you a grain, why don’t you storm their shops? Such a dog bites Lu Dongbin! I tell you, if anyone dares to cause trouble at the Fishing Guild, there will be no mercy!"

With the fresh blood as a backdrop, the villagers were so frightened they shivered all over, only then realizing that in front of them were not kind and gentle folk, but the Fishing Guild.

Once Chen Jiusi took control of the Fishing Guild, he was good and charitable, but you can’t just think he’s easy to bully because he’s kind.

The Fishing Guild has a Bodhisattva’s heart but also the means of a demon slayer!

Thinking of this, the villagers were silent as the grave, then slowly retreated, leaving.

But as they left, they carried away a very useful piece of information, which was that the Fishing Guild really was out of grain, not a single grain could be found in the entire Antai Grain Store.

Upon receiving this news, the whole of Mianshui boiled over.

Yelu and others celebrated with joy, now just waiting for the black market prices to rise, without Chen Jiusi holding the prices, the grain prices on the black market were bound to change daily.

Thinking of this, they immediately began arranging their grain transport channels to start sending grain to Mianshui.

Prepare to make a big profit.

This time they intended to make a fortune.

And the grain merchant representative, Master Shen, was also listening to his subordinate’s report: "Master Shen, there’s really not a single grain inside, we’re going to get rich."

Master Shen heard this: "Are you sure you looked carefully."

The subordinate said: "I looked very carefully, absolutely no mistake, there really isn’t a single grain inside, and considering the way the Fishing Guild looks, it truly seems like their grain was burned, and they are furious."

"Master Shen, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, we must seize it."

Hearing this, Master Shen said: "Good, very good, hahaha, immediately send a message by flying pigeon to Third Master, saying the opportunity in Mianshui is ripe, it’s time to cast the net."

"Yes."

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Flap flap...

By the Mianshui River, a small pavilion, delicate hands preparing tea, a beauty playing the zither.

A house servant wearing clothes with the character ’Shen’ caught a messenger pigeon flying in, looked at the bamboo tube on its leg, took it down, and hurried to the pavilion.

At this moment, a young man of ordinary appearance was leaning on the railing of the pavilion, a beauty beside him poured a cup of tea for him, he took a sip, and looking at the fiery red sunset said: "The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it’s nearing dusk."

Hearing the young man’s words, the beauties around clapped their hands together: "Third Master, what a poem."

The young man said: "This isn’t my poem, it’s by Tang poet Li Shangyin."

The beauties said: "We don’t know Li Shangyin, only that this poem came from Third Master’s mouth, so it must be Third Master’s."

The young man said nothing, at this moment saw the house servant approach to report: "Third Master, urgent news from Mianshui."

The young man took the bamboo tube for a look, his eyes narrowed slightly: "Heh, interesting, 200,000 Stones of grain have been reduced to ashes, truly interesting."

Hearing this, the staff said: "Third Master, do you think there’s deceit involved?"

The young man squinted his eyes: "Not sure."

That staff said: "Then Third Master, should we make a profit from this deal?"

The young man said: "Is there any reason not to make money when there’s an opportunity, though this does seem fishy, yet it’s a business opportunity, hmm, go get the people from the Suzhou Chamber of Commerce, there’s big business."

The young man said: "Third Master, we could profit from this deal alone, why include them?"

The young man said: "Heh... if we want to take down Mianshui County, we’d have to invest at least sixty percent of our grain, if something changes, the risk would be too great, so bringing in the people from the Suzhou Chamber of Commerce, we share the risk evenly, I can only gain and not lose."

Hearing this, the staff said: "But we’d earn less."

The young man said: "Chang, you’ve been with me for five or six years now, right?"

Chang said: "Yes, Third Master, when you only had a small boat, I was already following you."