Chapter 174 The Zhao Family's Response

"Seven dollars and one?"

Hearing this, the man with the mustache was stunned. These mercenaries were all shrewd people. With just one sentence, they immediately noticed something was wrong. Google search reading

"Does Young Master Ye plan to compete with the Zhao family for business?"

"What's there to compete for business? The highest bidder wins." Ye Fan waved his hand, glanced at the man with the mustache, and said coldly: "Why, you won't accept this reward?"

"Yes, I dare not accept it." The man with the mustache replied with a flattering smile, "I just don't know how much Young Master Ye will take."

"There are 30 million in this card. Take it first. If it's not enough, come to me again." Ye Fan didn't say much and threw out a card.

"Okay, okay." Seeing the money, the man with the mustache smiled even happier. He took the card respectfully, recorded the information, and wrote down the signature. He hesitated, "Shenye Mercenary Group, are you going to send it to the Shenye Mercenary Group in Pingcheng?"

"No, it's in Pingcheng. In two days, I will create a mercenary group with the same name."

Ye Fan's voice sounded, and the man with the mustache was stunned. He looked up and saw that Ye Fan had already left the mercenary group.

"What is Ye Fan planning to do when he came to Yuncheng to compete with the Zhao family for business?"

"Did he take over the Ye family's business?"

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"Ye Fan, why do we collect so much rice?" Outside the mercenary group, Fatty Li, who had been silent before, couldn't hold it in anymore, and looked painful. "30 million, we have worked hard in Pingcheng for half a year, and it's most of our wealth."

"Collecting rice is of course useful." Ye Fan replied, waving his hand, "What's 30 million to collect rice at this time? In two days, we can make millions by reselling it."

"Reselling?" Hearing this, Fatty Li was a little unconvinced. "The rice we buy at seven yuan a piece is already higher than the highest price others are paying for rice now, how can we still resell it?"

"Yuncheng is very productive, so there must be a surplus of rice. Who would offer a higher price for it?"

"Just wait and see. The information we want to collect today is the price of rice." Ye Fan didn't say much, but smiled mysteriously, "Soon, the price of rice will not only be seven yuan a piece, seven yuan two pieces, but even higher than you can imagine."

After saying this, several people were even more confused. They were a little confused about Ye Fan's actions, and even Pan Zhao, who had a lot of experience, was a little puzzled.

Come to Yuncheng, gather information about the price of rice, and then buy rice at a high price in this fertile city?

"Okay, it's time to go through the mercenary group process. We now have five silver-level and one gold-level mercenary group. As long as we start, it will be the largest in Yuncheng."

"Everyone will be busy in the next period of time."

Ye Fan didn't explain anything to the few people, but just said a sentence, walked in front, but there was some fire in his eyes.

Yuncheng, I learned the name of this city because of the genius who once shocked the entire human race, and the shock was caused by this small rice price.

In the past, only a small number of people knew that this cloud was created by humans, and most people only thought it was a miracle. It was the same in the previous life, but when the news was exposed later, it made people sigh.

Human desires are endless. Obviously, they have such technology and such a great creation, but in order to hide the technology from being used indiscriminately, the person who created the Changsheng Cloud hid himself. Except for secretly starting the Changsheng Cloud, he would not appear at all.

Hiding is fine, but how could those who covet the Changsheng Cloud let him go? In order to force him out, they quietly collected a large amount of rice, artificially created a severe drought, and prohibited foreign caravans from bringing in a large amount of rice, raising the price of rice in Yuncheng to a terrifyingly high level.

Natural disasters and man-made disasters, that year was called the Golden Rice Year, the price of rice was like gold, and countless people starved to death because of it.

The man who created the Changsheng Cloud was a wise man. He couldn't bear to see so many people suffering, so he finally stood up and admitted his masterpiece.

Those people got him, but who would want the Changsheng Cloud at that time? They forced him to convert the technology and use it to make a weapon with great lethality.

Later, the weapon was also unveiled, named Tianjian. Only one of them destroyed a city on the border, and the population of one million in the city died in one day.

The human race was in turmoil, and the owner who made it was completely desperate after seeing this catastrophe with his own eyes, and committed suicide.

Later, there was no such Tianjian, and miracles like Changsheng Cloud never appeared again.

This incident was very impressive in Ye Fan's memory. He came to Yuncheng with great fuss just for this person.

Don't say anything exaggerated. Whether it is Changsheng Cloud or Tianjian, they are miracles. It is not an exaggeration to call a person who can make such a miracle a talent that is envied by heaven.

He should have had a more glorious life. His skills could have changed the entire human race.

"Fighting for rice? He provided all the rice in Yuncheng."

"It's a pity that there is too much rice. I never thought that maggots would grow on it."

Thinking of this, Ye Fan spoke, but snorted coldly.

"The Zhao family in Yuncheng? They are the first to come forward."

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"Master, Master, it's bad!"

Over there, Ye Fan issued a task in the Liushui Mercenary Group. It didn't take long for the news to reach the Zhao family.

At this moment, the master of the Zhao family was sitting in the spacious hall of his own home, where the so-called God of Wealth was enshrined. He was plump, and in front of him were tables and chairs carved from century-old precious wood. On the table were cups made of gold and silver, and in the cups were priceless spiritual herb tea leaves.

At this moment, he was happily sipping tea. When he heard the voice and looked at the servants with anxious faces, he looked a little unhappy.

"How can you be so hurried in broad daylight and break into the offerings at home?"

"The little one deserves to die, the little one deserves to die." The servant was frightened and knelt down quickly.

However, the head of the Zhao family was just unhappy. He murmured a few unknown curses, stood up, bowed to the God of Wealth, and then said to the servant: "What's the matter with you? Tell me quickly."

"Master, Ye Fan has come to Yuncheng..."

"Ye Fan is coming to Yuncheng?" Halfway through, the head of the Zhao family waved his hands impatiently, "What does his coming have to do with me?"

"My Zhao family has nothing to do with the dynasty organization. Stand upright and sit upright."

"No, no." The servant shook his head, "He assigned a task to the Liushui Mercenary Group to collect rice at a price of seven yuan. The leader of the Liushui Mercenary Group said that he gave a deposit of 30 million."

"Thirty million deposits?" Zhao's head immediately looked a little strange, "When?"

"Just now," the servant replied, "The leader of the Liushui Mercenary Group was the family master's former disciple, so he reported it as soon as he got the news."

"By the way, Ye Fan seems to have just arrived in Yuncheng. I heard from others that Ye Fan and several of his companions stayed at the Li family's hotel yesterday."

"I just came to Yuncheng yesterday." After hearing this, the Zhao family owner seemed to relax his vigilance. "Then it's nothing. I just got some inside information and wanted to make some money."

After saying this, the head of the Zhao family sat back again, his plump body almost getting stuck on the chair.

"It's nothing to worry about. Let them take it. The Ye family is also a big family, so give it some face."

"In a few days, we will raise the price of rice to eight yuan and let them make some money."

"Master..." Hearing this, the servant hesitated. Obviously, he didn't just know how to pass on messages. He learned some news. Looking at the old god, the Zhao family master hesitated to speak, "That Ye Fan, it's not What ordinary people..."

"So what if you're not an ordinary person? This is Yuncheng. A strong dragon cannot overwhelm a local snake. What's more, my Zhao family is not a local snake either."

The head of the Zhao family answered and waved his hand, seeming a little impatient.

"Let them be, how capable a few teenage boys can be."

"They're just a few strangers."