freenovelworld Chapter 765 My eyes were wide open.
Chapter 765 My eyes were wide open.
Faced with a barrage of questions from the crowd, Manager Ma answered them one by one with great patience.
"Please rest assured, everyone. Other caravans sell the same goods as me, including yellow-feathered chickens and white-feathered ducks."
"The price certainly won't be too expensive, it might even be cheaper."
"As for when it will arrive... it shouldn't be too long!"
No sooner had Manager Ma finished speaking than a caravan carrying a large quantity of goods appeared in everyone's view.
The team leader was none other than Wu Han, who had once helped Chen Dao!
Although Wu Han did not know Manager Ma, he recognized the logo of Zheng's Trading Company. So when he saw Manager Ma and his group, he first nodded and greeted them, and then called on the brothers in the caravan to start unloading the goods.
"Gentlemen, the caravan you've been waiting for has arrived!"
As soon as Manager Ma said this, everyone reacted immediately and surrounded Wu Han in unison.
"What do you call the boss?"
"Boss, do you sell yellow-feathered chickens and white-feathered ducks here?"
"Boss, do you have any down jackets for sale?"
"Boss, give me two yellow-feathered chickens."
"..."
Wu Han, who was unloading goods, was startled to see so many people gathering around. Fortunately, the people were well-behaved and only surrounded him, asking questions, without resorting to robbery or anything like that.
Of course, this was also because the Yang family army enforced strict laws in the city. Those who committed crimes were either imprisoned or beheaded. Otherwise, the goods brought by Manager Ma and Wu Han might not have been so safe.
"Please don't worry, everyone. There's plenty of stock, and you can buy it."
Wu Han responded to everyone with a smile, and then began unloading and selling the goods.
The people hurriedly took out their money to buy, afraid that if they were a moment late, they wouldn't be able to buy any.
Under the eaves not far from Wu Han, Yang Zheng watched the people eagerly buying the goods, his expression gratified.
Not long after Manager Ma entered the city, Zheng Qing's handwritten letter was delivered to Yang Zheng's residence. Having read the letter, Yang Zheng naturally learned of Zheng Qing and Chen Dao's thoughts.
Yang Zheng agrees with this.
He knew very well that although Taicang County still had some surplus grain, after supplying the Yang family army with provisions, Taicang County would definitely have very little grain left. Under such circumstances, Taicang County would naturally not give up its grain to support the prefectural city for nothing.
Therefore, the best option was to support the prefectural city through trade, as Zheng Qing and Chen Daoxin suggested. Through trade, Taicang County and Chenjia Village could gain wealth, while the people of the prefectural city could obtain inexpensive meat.
As we all know, a person's appetite is limited, and meat is more filling than staple food. After the people of a prefecture eat meat, their need for grain will decrease...
Simply put, the chickens and ducks transported from Chenjia Village can alleviate some of the food pressure on the prefectural city and bring a bit of happiness to the people of the prefectural city.
This will undoubtedly stabilize the hearts of the people in the prefecture, making them more willing to accept the Yang family army and recognize its rule.
"When the ice wheat in Taicang County ripens at the end of the year, neither Liangzhou nor Qingzhou will have to worry about food shortages anymore!"
Yang Zheng smiled slightly, feeling that the future was bright and even more grateful for his cooperation with Chenjia Village.
If it weren't for the cooperation with Chenjia Village, he would still be holed up in Liangzhou, and it would have been impossible for him to conquer Qingzhou, let alone obtain the high-yield grain seeds from Chenjia Village that were like divine food, capable of saving countless lives.
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Inside a teahouse a few miles from Dongshi.
As order gradually returned to the city, the tea stalls' business also gradually improved.
A large number of people engaged in manual labor in the city gathered here, drinking bitter tea and talking loudly.
"It seems that the Yang family army is not as brutal as the legends say! Let me tell you, the day the Yang family army entered the city, I thought I was going to die."
"Me too! The army happened to pass by my house at the time, and my wife and I were terrified. Fortunately, those soldiers didn't break in."
"Yang Tianwang is much better than Zhu Changhe before. At least he still gives us food."
"Yes! If it weren't for King Yang distributing food, who knows how many more people would have starved to death in this city."
"Yang Tianwang is such a good man! If it weren't for him, my whole family would have starved to death long ago."
"And those soldiers of the Yang family army, let me tell you, I have never seen such good soldiers. Not only did they not rob the people, they did not even accept tribute money."
"Yes! Those soldiers even personally delivered food to our house."
"..."
Inside the teahouse, people were chattering excitedly, their conversations revolving around Yang Jiajun and Yang Zheng, demonstrating the importance of Yang Jiajun in their hearts.
During Zhu Changhe's rule, they suffered greatly from exploitation and bullying. However, after the Yang family army entered the city, they not only did not exploit them, but also gave them food for free.
In comparison, they would naturally prefer to accept the rule of the Yang family army.
"Hey, isn't this Old Wang?"
Just then, the bald-headed man, who had just taken a sip of tea, caught a glimpse of a familiar face entering the tea stall and immediately greeted him.
"Bald man's head".
Old Wang walked over to the bald man with a beaming smile and sat down next to him, holding up what he was carrying and showing off, "Look what this is!"
"Quack quack!"
The two ducks that Old Wang was carrying made a quacking sound, instantly attracting the attention of everyone in the teahouse.
When everyone saw the two snow-white ducks in Old Wang's hands, their eyes widened instantly.
“Is this a duck?”
The man with the bald head stared blankly at the two ducks in Old Wang's hands, his mind momentarily blank.
He was familiar with Lao Wang and naturally knew about Lao Wang's family situation.
Like him, Lao Wang was also from a farming family. Although his family had a few acres of poor land, their daily life was not easy; at most, they could barely feed their family.
Back then, as the Yang family army began besieging the city, the food supplies in the city dwindled day by day. Old Wang's family had already run out of food during the siege. If it weren't for King Yang's concern for the people and his daily distribution of food to the poor in the city, Old Wang's family would probably have starved to death.
However, Old Wang, whose family was on the verge of starvation, was carrying two ducks in his hands, and they looked incredibly plump and delicious...
For a moment, the bald-headed man was somewhat bewildered.
He couldn't help but suspect that Old Wang had secretly broken into the landlord's house and stolen their chickens and ducks...
But that's impossible!
The large landlords in the city had long been killed by Yang's army. The only ones who survived under Yang's army's butcher's knife were the small landlords who had a good reputation and had never exploited the people.
Given the current situation in the city, even small landowners wouldn't have poultry left in their homes...
At that moment, everyone in the teahouse, including Lai Zi Tou, stared intently at the quacking duck in Old Wang's hand, some even drooling...