Chapter 75. Clearly taking advantage of someone's misfortune! (Please read on!)
"Providing porridge to help the disaster?"

He Daqian was stunned and looked at the other person in confusion.

Who is he?

Grain merchant!
How can you make money if you use the food for disaster relief?

Besides, those poor people fill their stomachs with porridge, so who will they sell the food to after the price increase?
If no one buys the grain, won’t it just pile up in the warehouse and get moldy?

He Daqian raised his eyebrows, stared at Ning Mu with a fake smile, and said, "Mr. Li is very generous. He wants me to open the warehouse and release the grain with just one sentence. But Mr. Li, do you know how much the grain price is now, and how much it cost me to collect these grains?"

"It's not the right way to do business to give it to those refugees for nothing."

He Daqian sneered.

Although he was wary of the other party's background in the Demon Sealing Sword Sect.

But in this bright and clear world, he was, after all, a well-known and wealthy man in Yonghang City. Even the prefect did not dare to directly order him to release grain for disaster relief. What kind of person was a mere Master Li?
"If you have nothing else to do, Mr. Li, then I will take my leave."

"All of Mr. Li's expenses today will be charged to Mr. He. In addition, the Demon Sealing Sword Sect and I have never had any contact. We are so far away that I cannot reach you. Mr. Li is only with a maid, so I am afraid it is not safe in this city. I don't know how you heard about Pi Kang. This is groundless and there are many rumors among the people. Please be careful with your words, Mr. Li!"

He Daqian stood up immediately.

With his hands on the edge of the table, he stared at Ning Mu coldly, his cunning eyes filled with a strong threat.

What he meant was that he was not afraid that Ning Mu would reveal the fact that Pi Kang died in Qinniang Mountain.

In other words, even if it was leaked, he had a way to deal with Pi Taiyu's anger!

But if Ning Mu really dared to do so, the Demon Sealing Sword Sect would have no foundation in Yonghang!
The threat is almost palpable.

After saying that, He Daqian snorted coldly and turned to leave.

"Many years ago, there was a pair of childhood sweethearts in Jiazi Village. The daughter, Yuji, degraded herself to help her lover succeed. She slept all the way from Jiazi Village to Yonghang City. Finally, after a manufactured coincidence, her lover married into a grain merchant's house as a son-in-law. Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long. The grain merchant thought he had found a good son-in-law, but he didn't know that what awaited him was death. Over the past ten years, he and his wife died suddenly one after another... The reason behind this is probably only known by Yuji."

"And in order to make her lover's life smooth in Yonghang, Yu Ji was willing to accept the status of a concubine into the prefectural governor's mansion. On the surface, she was a concubine, but secretly she controlled the prefecture governor for her lover. It must be said that this woman's love was stronger than gold, which was worthy of a good story. But this man..."

"Ugh!"

Ning Mu sighed, picked up the teacup and took a sip.

hiss……

Almost at the moment when Ning Mu said Yu Ji's name, He Daqian's heart was shocked and his steps stopped immediately.

He wants to leave.

Then let Wu Lao Er bring people to defeat the master and servant!
But his legs felt as if they were filled with lead and he couldn't move at all.

Sweat was dripping down his forehead.

There was an unprecedented panic in his pupils.

No one knows these secrets.

Even Yu Ji didn't know.

Especially the death of Tan’s parents, no one knew the inside story.

But what this guy said was as if he had seen it with his own eyes!
"Who are you!"

"What do you want to do?"

He Daqian turned around, stared at Ning Mu, and growled in a timid voice.

His body couldn't help but tremble.

This feeling of being completely grasped by the opponent's weak spot made him feel like he was falling into an icy cave.

Seeing his reaction, Ning Mu couldn't help but smile.

He knew that he guessed right!
After reading the information provided by Ji Si Niang, he made some special inquiries. The Tan family was one of the most powerful families in Yonghang, and they controlled almost all the grain business in the prefecture, so it was not difficult to find out some information.

Combining the intelligence and using the sorting methods from the information explosion era of the previous life, it is not difficult to guess that He Daqian killed Tan's parents!
There is just no evidence. Seeing He Daqian furious, but not daring to do anything, Ning Mu shrugged and said to himself:
"There is a science to disaster relief. You don't need to put chopsticks in the porridge. At least it won't starve people to death, right? Sometimes, secrets are always secrets, but once the secret is made public, it is like a storm that can stir up the dusty past."

"Master He, do you think it is or is not?"

Ning Mu raised his head and looked at He Daqian calmly.

He Daqian's face was pale, and his eyes, which were full of fierceness and guilt, kept changing, enough to show the extent of his inner entanglement at the moment.

"I will open the granary to distribute porridge tomorrow. I will supply 3,000 kilograms of food every day, which is enough to keep tens of thousands of people from starving to death!"

finally.

He Daqian finally compromised.

His clenched fists relaxed and he stared at Ning Mu intently.

"Is this satisfactory to Master Li?"

Ning Mu smiled and said calmly, "Li wants to buy some grain from Mr. He. I wonder what the grain price is now?"

He Daqian was stunned when he heard this, and his facial muscles twitched.

How can we buy food here?

It's clearly taking advantage of someone's misfortune!
But he had to sell it!

"How much food would you like to buy, Mr. Li?"

Ning Mu smiled and said, "30,000 catties of refined rice, 50,000 catties of coarse grains, a total of 80,000 catties."

"One pound of fine rice costs six cents, and one pound of coarse grain costs three cents, a total of thirty-three thousand taels."

One has to admit that He Daqian was a businessman and he calculated the price without much thought.

Ning Mu shook his head.

"This is too expensive!"

"Mr. Li, this is already a preferential price for you. You should know that the price of a pound of refined rice in the market has risen to nearly eight cents of silver, and the price of coarse grains has also risen to nearly five cents. Let's put it one way or the other. Not to mention that I pay three thousand pounds every day, this amount of money is probably not worth mentioning for your Demon Sealing Sword Sect, right?"

He Daqian narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Ning Mu with caution.

Obviously, he was a little skeptical about the identity of the Demon Sealing Sword Sect.

"Fine rice is two cents per pound, and coarse grain is one cent per pound, totaling 11,000 taels."

Ning Mu spoke directly.

He Daqian's face suddenly turned gloomy, and he said unwillingly, "Mr. Li, you can't buy it at this price even in a good year with good weather. You might as well let me give you 80,000 kilograms of grain for free!"

Ning Mu shrugged and smiled.

"Master He, you have to understand that I could have asked for it for free, but I still gave you 11,000 taels. This is the basis of our cooperation. Don't you understand?"

"Besides, Li will stay in Yonghang for some time in the future. Perhaps we will have other opportunities for cooperation?"

Ning Mu looked at He Daqian, whose face was as black as charcoal, with a smile on his face.

He Daqian's eyes trembled suddenly.

Still cooperate?
If I continue to cooperate like this, I'm afraid my wife will kick me out before I even lose everything!
"It's agreed, 80,000 kilograms, send someone to pull it tomorrow!"

He Daqian had a look of disgust on his face. He threw down a few words, then turned around and left without looking back.

This time, Ning Mu did not try to persuade him to stay.

His purpose has been achieved.

Thirty thousand kilograms of refined rice will be used to brew wine and sell it, and the remaining fifty thousand kilograms of coarse grains will be given to Liu Qingmei to use for disaster relief and set up a charity porridge shop.

(End of this chapter)