Plane Supermarket

Chapter 112

Xiangguo, also known as Xiangbang, is the head of a hundred officials, with left and right prime ministers as assistants.

When the monarch is unable to handle government affairs, the prime minister can dictate the policy of the court, and when the monarch and the prime minister agree with each other, it is not necessary to listen to the monarch.

This seat is very important, but the person in this seat is not very important.

Otherwise, there would be no Wei merchants to invite Ye Zhou to Wei as chancellor.

The monarch can dismiss Xiangguo, and Xiangguo can also change his boss. If he is a minister in Wei State today, he can go to Chu State to be a prime minister tomorrow.

Even in the history of Ye Zhou's own plane, Zhang Yi was the Prime Minister of the two countries, Su Qin lobbied the nations, and was in charge of the six kingdoms. , actually not much.

The monarchs may not know that inviting a prime minister from another country to come back may bring many hidden dangers.

But they don't have much choice. After all, if they don't absorb this talent back to their country, they will be snatched away by other countries.

Ye Zhou asked Chen Hou curiously: "What benefits can I gain from being the Prime Minister?"

Chen Hou didn't think Ye Zhou's words were philistine, but immediately replied: "Xiangbang is equal to the monarch! Immortals are just like me when they walk outside."

Ye Zhou was silent for a moment. This benefit was not attractive at all. He opened his mouth to refuse, but then asked, "Do you have to go to court every day?"

Chen Hou heard that Ye Zhou's tone was loose, and immediately said: "Since you are an immortal, there is no need. Immortals come whenever they want, and come whenever they want. Even in the middle of the night, cum will sweep the couch to welcome you."

Zou Ming's eyes twitched.

It's a pity that Chen Hou didn't look at Zou Ming, otherwise he would have swallowed his last few words.

Ye Zhou: "Okay."

He agreed simply: "Then do I need to approve the memorial?"

Chen Hou said in a low voice: "The prime minister deals with state affairs, and most of them need to be reviewed."

Ye Zhou: "It's okay, can you get me some less?"

The main reason is that most of the memorials are nonsense.

Chen Hou breathed a sigh of relief: "It must be, I dare not let the immortal waste my mind."

Ye Zhou nodded.

"By the way, that Zhang Rong." Ye Zhou asked, "Do you want to kill him?"

If Chen Hou said not to kill, then Ye Zhou felt that with Chen Hou around for a day, Chen Guo would not want to be strong, and he should wait for Chen Rui to grow up before talking about being strong - the premise is that Chen Guo can survive until Chen Rui grows up.

However, Chen Hou rarely said solemnly: "It must be killed, this person must not be kept."

"I have fixed a date, and in three days' time, at the gate of the palace, I will ask Brother Yan to carry out the execution of the owl's head with his own hands!"

"That's not the case, I can't suppress those people who hide in the dark with evil intentions!" Chen Hou finally revealed a bit of hidden anger.

But soon, he said with a wry smile: "I really don't have anyone available."

Ye Zhou nodded slightly. He didn't think Chen Hou was too useless, but Chen Guo didn't give the monarch the soil to cultivate talents.

This system of selecting officials is the great enemy of the king, because the scholars who become officials will not be grateful to the king, but only to the people who recommended them, or their families.

It may be better to have a big country and a strong country. After all, the country is big, there are many officials, the capital of the king is also much bigger, and the king can still have some autonomy.

But Chen Guo is a small country, and all the positions are a radish and a pit, so Chen Hou can't turn his face against the aristocratic family, otherwise he will really uproot these aristocratic families, and who will fill the vacant official positions?

Except for the children of aristocratic families, few common people can even read and write, so how can they become officials?

So Chen Hou can still use those people. The king and the family are closely related at this stage, unless Chen Guoneng is strong enough to abolish the family and carry out the imperial examination without chaos, but it is unlikely in the past hundred years.

That being the case, what Chen Guo needs to do now is to promote the children of the small family, those who are already on the "edge of bankruptcy" and are about to become common people. Go far away to other countries, otherwise it will be difficult to get reused by the monarch.

Ye Zhou said: "Since I am the prime minister, let me handle this matter."

Chen Hou suddenly raised his head to look at Ye Zhou, his lips trembled, and he said ecstatically, "With the help of immortals, why should I worry about not being strong?"

Although Ye Zhou knew that it was not good for him to interrupt without waiting for others to finish speaking.

But he had no choice but to close his eyes and knew that if he didn't interrupt, Chen Hou could flatter him for half an hour.

So Ye Zhou waved his hand: "Chen Hou rest, I'm leaving."

Chen Hou still wanted to stay, but Ye Zhou had no regrets, and left the study very neatly.

Zou Ming also left with Ye Zhou.

"You want to help him? Why?" Zou Ming was a little strange. He remembered that Ye Zhou was not a nosy person. Whether it was before or in the future, he would help the weak, but that was all. Directly intervene in the affairs of a certain plane.

Ye Zhou walked under the moonlight, he said with a smile: "Maybe everyone has something to do, and I just have nothing to do."

Now the supermarket employees are busy every day, and the only people in the supermarket who have nothing to do are him and Sarah.

Sarah was because of her unusual appearance, and he was because he couldn't find a place to intervene.

And as soon as he, the boss with the title of fairy, appeared in the supermarket, Aunt Li and the others wished they could confess him and not ask him to do anything.

Before he could do some things, it was because Aunt Li and the others didn't know how to collect cash.

Now that they have learned Arabic numerals and simple addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, there is nothing for him to do.

Zou Ming: "I will accompany you."

Ye Zhou glanced at Zou Ming, but did not refuse: "Okay."

Ye Zhou yawned: "Go back to bed early tonight, I will write a plan tomorrow."

If you want to promote a small family, you must have a plan. Otherwise, if you suppress the upper class and cultivate new ones, isn't that useless?

It would be best if the descendants of the aristocratic family could take off the imprint of the original family and truly start serving the country and the people.

Patriotic education is not easy to do. It is not easy to rely on education if the concept of family and country is to be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

In this case, it is necessary to use external force.

·

"Your Majesty has collected food!"

"Your Majesty asked the food officer to collect the food!"

People in the city of Linzi rushed to tell each other, and the common people were frowning. They whispered to each other on the street and cried out in pain: "Your Majesty! You can't take any more, Your Majesty! There is no more food!"

These years, the people’s families are also struggling. Even if they have ancestral property, land, and domestic slaves, they cannot withstand the consumption of exploitation year after year. Their savings are exhausted, and the master can only starve together with the servants.

There was a young man yelling at the street: "Your Majesty! You act like this, how can you have the face to see the first king in the future! Are you going to force us to death?!"

The scholars also shook their heads and sighed: "I can't stay in Chen Guo anymore."

"Marquis Chen kills the chicken to get the eggs, but he doesn't get any benefit. Although he is not a faint king, he is not as good as a foolish king."

This news has not been spread yet, but it has already set off a huge wave in Linzi city.

Countless old and young went to the gate of the palace. They were dressed in sackcloth, knelt and sat in front of the palace gate, neither eating nor drinking, and asked the monarch for an explanation.

Those who kneel are old people and children. Their bodies are the weakest. If the monarch does not come out and give an explanation, they will kneel and die in front of the palace gate. This is the only way for the common people to face the kingship.

When Ye Zhou rushed over, what he saw were old people sitting on their knees under the scorching sun, looking haggard.

Most of them are ordinary people, and none of them are family members. They seem to have cried before, and now they can't squeeze a tear.

The children are all seven or eight years old, and they are all at the age of knowing things. They may not know what they are doing, and they may not know that their life may soon be accounted for here, so they will go to the place when they kneel down. Look at the flying insects and ants crawling on the ground.

But they are very clear that they must kneel here, this is what they must do.

Ye Zhou didn't wear the official uniform brought to him by Chen Hou's caller, but only ordinary people's clothes. He walked up to the old man kneeling on the edge, turned his head and gave him a wink, and told Zou Ming and Chen Shu to leave for a while. farther away.

They already had a tacit understanding, and Zou Ming and Chen Shu quickly stepped aside.

But Zou Ming was not far from Ye Zhou. If something happened, he would rush to Ye Zhou within five seconds.

"Why is the old man kneeling here?" Ye Zhou asked the old man.

Because he never appeared in front of people in the supermarket, no one knew that he was the owner of the supermarket except Wei Shang who had visited before.

The people kneeling in front of the palace gate were also people who had no money to spend in the supermarket, and they were even less likely to know Ye Zhou.

So the old man just glanced at Ye Zhou and couldn't stand it and said: "Your Majesty sent someone to collect food! This is the fourth time this year! Where do we have food! If we collect it again, our whole family will starve to death!"

The old man's anger quickly calmed down, and he said with a bitter face: "Mr. Lang, the current Chen State is no longer the Chen State of the past! It is the king..."

"What does it have to do with the monarch?" Ye Zhou raised his voice slightly, and several people around could hear his words, "Chen Guo will not be better than it is now if another monarch is in place. Chen Guo has not had wars for many years, and the soldiers are full of soldiers. [-], and there are many old, weak, sick and disabled, who can fight with this little soldier?"

Ye Zhou: "If you can't beat others, you will be beaten, and you will have to spend money and food to buy peace."

"Today's Chen State is the fish on the chopping board, and the big and powerful country is Daozu."

"But, but what does this have to do with us!" The old man's eyes were red, "They are all common people, in which country they are not ordinary people, why can the common people of other countries live and work in peace and contentment, while we are guarding the great land of Chen country and still go hungry! Where in the world is there such a reason!"

Ye Zhou: "It doesn't make sense, but you were born in Chen country, if you could go to another country, you should have gone there long ago."

The old man didn't speak, he couldn't refute Ye Zhou.

So Ye Zhou's voice softened: "Old man, it's true that the monarch wants to collect food, but why didn't he wait for the monarch's order to be handed down? Maybe it's not a bad thing this time."

The old man smiled wryly: "Where can we wait, it will be too late after your majesty's order comes down!"

Ye Zhou shook his head: "The king wants to collect grain, but it's not forced, he wants to buy it with money."

As soon as this remark came out, the old people became even more angry: "Money can't buy food now!"

"If we are only given one qian for a bucket of grain, but we have to spend ten yuan to buy a bucket of grain, how can we afford it!"

Ye Zhou asked again: "If you pay ten cents for a bucket of grain, why do you only pay one cent for grain?"

These words are like a boulder falling into a pond, causing a huge splash.

"What is this saying?!"

"Isn't Mr. Lang talking nonsense?!"

"Mr. Lang, don't want to make fun of us old bones."

Ye Zhou said with a smile: "Old men, go home and wait for the news. If the order issued by the monarch does not match what I said, it doesn't matter if you come to meditate again at that time."

"The sun is so hot today, you can bear it, but the children can't bear it."

After finishing speaking, he changed the subject: "If you want to force the monarch to withdraw his order, you should also let the gentlemen of the family come, and call you old and young. Your sons and grandchildren are not worthy of being called gentlemen."

Their family must have discussed it, and finally decided to sacrifice the elderly and children.

This is the correct approach, because the old man can no longer bring any benefits to the family, and the children can be regenerated when they are young. Only mature men and women are the most useful forces in a family.

But this didn't stop Ye Zhou from looking down on them.

He would rather see men all over the city rise up, than see them pushing their father and son out to die.

The old people didn't speak, they all wanted to leave, after all, the sun was really venomous, and many people couldn't bear it anymore.

But in such collective activities, whoever leaves first will be a traitor, and will be cut off from everyone at that time.

After Ye Zhou finished what he should say, he stood up and said to Zou Ming, "Let the monarch's people come over and send them home."

Since I don't want to leave, I can only send it back.

In this way, everyone is "forced", and there will be no traitors.

Soon, a soldier guarding the side came over with a carriage—in order to collect these carriages, Chen Hou gave Ye Zhou a lot of good things, and Ye Zhou accepted them all with a smile.

After all, Marquis Chen is a prince, and his family has been monarchs for dozens of generations. There are still a lot of good things, but they couldn't be exchanged for money before.

For example, the bronze lions used for decoration in the temple, or the jade wall, if he dared to sell these things, rumors would spread outside immediately.

But selling to Ye Zhou is another matter, no one will know where these things went.

Especially Ye Zhou can sell him the same thing at a low price.

And the quality is not worse than the original one.

In this way, neither side is actually at a loss.

Not only was it not a loss, Ye Zhou had made a lot of money, but Chen Hou had the courage to do everything he could, even selling his own throne.

The throne itself is actually worthless, and the materials may be rare, but the materials are not surprisingly expensive.

It has a greater symbolic meaning, and because of this symbolic meaning, the system gave it a high price that surprised Ye Zhou - 800 million.

Now Ye Zhou is 5000 million away from the plane target, but in fact, there are only less than 3000 million left, which is about 600 million short.

Although in Ye Zhou's view, money has become a number, the luxury goods of most aristocratic families don't sell for hundreds of thousands, even less for millions, and almost all of them win by quantity.

Moreover, really good things or things of commemorative value, left by their ancestors, they are reluctant to exchange them for wine, salt and sugar.

At least Ye Zhou hasn't met any unworthy descendants who come to the supermarket to shop with the treasures collected by their ancestors.

He even has some regrets.

·

Compared with the turmoil of the common people, it is much easier for the princes of the aristocratic family to run around for a morsel of food. They hold poetry and song meetings every day, and all the banquets are filled with wine bought from the supermarket. In order to collect wine bottles, they may not like to drink, but they will still go into the supermarket and buy bottle after bottle of wine, just to take them home and enjoy them occasionally.

It has been a month since the supermarket opened in Linzi, and the merchants who left the earliest finally came to the capitals of Lu and Zhao with a large number of goods purchased from the supermarket.

State of Lu, State of Zhao and State of Chen live next to each other. Rather than saying they are neighbors, it is better to say that there is a poor State of Chen sandwiched between two powerful states.

It is Chen Hou's "great luck" that the two great powers serve Chen Hou alone.

The capital of the State of Lu, Qufu.

Chen Shang was sitting in the carriage, holding a cup of tea in his hand, humming a country tune with great interest, and joking with the girl sitting beside him: "Hey, look at this tea, where businessmen like me can drink it in the past. "

The girl sniffed the tea and smiled: "Daddy will surely make a fortune when he comes back to Lu!"

Chen Shang said proudly: "That's right, they only want to buy more goods in Linzi before leaving. Why don't they think who comes first to eat meat, and whoever arrives later to drink soup?"

The girl asked in a low voice, "Daddy wants to sell all these goods to the Lord of Lu?"

Chen Shang drank the tea soup in one gulp, put the empty quilt aside, and then put the girl into his arms. He rubbed the girl's hair: "This is what you don't understand. If you want to sell it, you must not sell it to the king. Yes, it's too expensive, I'm afraid he will detain me, and I won't be able to earn any money in the end."

"It's cheap, and he bought it all, so I'm at a loss?" Chen Shang snorted twice, "If you want to sell, you have to bleed first."

"I have selected some goods, and I will give them to Mrs. Zhen when the time comes, and ask her to protect me, and I will sell them to the aristocratic family."

The girl asked curiously, "Mrs. Zhen? Is it the monarch's wife?"

Chen Shang said with a smile: "A commoner woman is suddenly valued by the monarch and has become the monarch's wife. Everything that was unattainable in the past is now available at your fingertips. How can she not be tempted by a mortal?"

The girl was curious: "Does she dare?"

"She came from a humble background, so she should be more careful."

Chen Shang: "What are we? We are businessmen. Even if she doesn't have desires, she should show her desires."

The girl understood, she was just curious: "Why did daddy work for Chen Hou? Didn't you tell me that businessmen have no family and country?"

Chen Shang rolled his eyes: "Then did I tell you anything else?"

Girl: "What else."

Chen Shang smiled and said: "Businessmen are after profit, if there is profit, we will go."

"Everyone says Chen Guo is not good, and Chen Guo is going to perish. I don't think so. If Chen Guo is going to perish, why is there such a supermarket?"

"Since there is a supermarket, it proves that Chen Guobie has a chance."

"I think Chen Guo is not about to perish."

"Chen Guo, I want to be strong."

"Since that's the case, why don't I give Chen Guo a hand? How interesting is it to add trouble? Naturally, giving charcoal in the snow will bring more benefits."

Chen Shang: "What's more, if I can bribe the aristocratic family of the Lu State, doesn't that also prove that the strength of the Lu State is just an illusion?"

Not only did he want to sell the goods, but he also relied on these goods to buy through the aristocratic families of the Lu Kingdom, asking them to beg him to sell them.

The girl smiled and said, "Daddy is going to do something big in the country of Lu."

·

I don't know when, the Lu family suddenly chased a Chen country businessman.

When this rumor first spread, no one in Lu believed it, and even Duke Lu just smiled when he heard it.

Chen Guoqiong, everyone knows this, apart from food, Chen Guo has nothing else to offer.

Chen Guo merchants can also sell grain, but Lu Guo not only has Chen Guo send grain every year, but also built more than a dozen major grain-producing cities. Therefore, the price of grain in Lu State is not high, and Chen Guo merchants can only earn hard when they come here. money.

Let's put it this way, even if you want to send money to the Chen country merchants, you can't send it, because their goods are really limited.

But with the passage of time, instead of disappearing, this rumor has intensified.

Children from aristocratic families will be stopped and questioned when they walk on the road.

"Has Mr. Lang bought anything from that Chen merchant? What kind of good thing is it that even the aristocratic family flocks to it?"

"Lang Jun took it out and told us to take a look, so that we can also open our eyes."

The lords who were stopped were probably greeted by the adults in the family, and most of them kept silent, and at most they said, "It's just some food, it's not a new thing, I have a lot of servants in my family, and it's normal to stock up on more food. "

However, today, a young gentleman who was less than ten years old was stopped.

Mr. Xiao Lang was raised very well, with red lips and white teeth, pretty like a girl, but he has a good temper. When someone asked him, he flaunted arrogantly: "Of course it's a good thing! You must have never seen it before. , I haven’t even seen my father!”

The scholars who stopped him were excited, and quickly asked: "Since Mr. Xiao Lang knows it, don't hide it. Telling it will also open our eyes."

Mr. Xiao Lang raised his chin, ignoring the obstruction of the servants around him - the servants were all stopped by the soldiers.

He proudly said: "My favorite is rock candy!"

"What is rock sugar? Is it sugar like ice?!"

Mr. Xiao Lang: "Exactly, I still have it with me."

As he spoke, he opened the purse at his waist and grabbed a handful of rock candy from it.

These rock candies are even in size, but they are not all the same, but have different shapes like smashed ice, but they are colorless and transparent, just like real ice. In the palm of his hand, there was no sign of melting.

Xiao Langjun: "It's sweeter than honey!"

The scholar next to him begged, "May I have a taste, Mr. Lang?"

Mr. Xiao Lang was stunned, he was a little reluctant, but under the eyes of everyone, he could only reluctantly hand over one, pouted and said: "You have to eat slowly, I don't have much, then Chen Shang Not much to sell."

The scholar took the rock candy and threw it into his mouth as soon as he thanked him.

As soon as it entered his mouth, the sweet taste filled his mouth, making him shiver uncontrollably.

He had never eaten such a thing, it was really sweeter than honey, he even felt that he had just thrown the sugar into his mouth, and the sugar in his mouth disappeared before he tasted much sweetness.

The scholar's endlessly memorable expression caused the crowd to burst into great enthusiasm: "Your Majesty! Give me a taste too!"

"Xiao Langjun! I'll exchange money with you!"

"Young Lord!"

Seeing these grown-ups rushing towards him, Mr. Xiao Lang was terrified. Fortunately, he was still a little quick-witted. He untied the purse at his waist and threw it towards the crowd, then turned around and slipped out through the gap between the people behind him.

Qufu is crazy.