Datang: My bedroom is the same as Changle's boudoir

Chang'an Street.

"Have you heard?"

"What?"

"It is said that Princess Changle sells food at a low price in the West Market!"

"How is it possible? Food is so expensive now, how could someone sell it cheaply!"

"Even if it is sold, it may be to sell us some broken grain!"

The man shrugged his shoulders, indicating that he didn't believe it at all.

"Five coins a fight!"

"How could it be so low!"

"Maybe it's true, how about going to see it this afternoon?"

"Alright, if it's really that cheap, you don't need to buy so expensive grain from other grain stores."

The line of sight shifted to Cui Mansion.

Cui Shuo threw all the precious vases to the ground angrily.

The surrounding maids were all kneeling on the ground, not daring to lift their heads, trembling.

"Okay, you should also think about what to do, what's the use of being angry!"

Cui De held the teacup tightly, his hands showing veins, indicating that he was also quite uneasy.

But on the surface, there is still a calm look.

"Father, I'm so angry. Mo Wuhen, a peasant slave, wrote poems to satirize our aristocratic family."

"And you want to sell food at a low price, what an idiot!"

Cui De is also speechless, why would Mo Wuhen not be able to write poetry without their family?
They want to be famous forever, not to be infamous for thousands of years!

"How about we also sell grain at a low price?"

Cui De shook his head and said.

"Aren't you overwhelmed by anger? If we sell grain at a low price, wouldn't it be as Mo Wuhen wished?"

"Father, what should we do!"

Cui Shuo was also troubled. Ever since he met Mo Wuhen, he hadn't gotten through it.

"The price must never be lowered. If it is lowered, it means we lose."

Cui De pondered for a moment, then continued.

"Didn't he, Mo Wuhen, sell it at a low price? We bought it for him." "The most important thing in our family is money, so I bought it for him. Let's see how much food he has enough!"

"And when he runs out of food, don't we raise the price as much as we want!"

Hearing what Cui De said, Cui Shuo quickly flattered him.

"Father, you are really talented. If you didn't want to be an official, you must be at the prime minister level now."

Cui De smiled, pretending to be modest.

"It's all Xiaozhi, Xiaozhi!"

...

West Market, at the gate of Changsun's grain store.

People gathered around, all planning to see if it was true.

Is it five dollars a bucket?

Of course, in addition to the common people watching the excitement, people from the aristocratic family also interspersed, planning to buy Mo Wuhen's grain in large quantities.

As the door of the grain shop was opened.

People around flocked to it, and they saw that the sign said it was indeed "five cents a bucket".

"Whoa! I didn't expect Princess Changle to be so virtuous, and to sell food at such a low price!"

"I heard that the food brought by Princess Changle's son-in-law is for us Tang people to be able to afford food."

"Yes, yes, yes! I heard that the son-in-law is still a great talent, and he can write poems out of his mouth. What kind of wealthy family's wine and meat stinks, and what will drink, don't stop drinking!"

"I want to be a fan son-in-law for the rest of my life!"

"Why is the article about going into the wine also written by the son-in-law?"

"Bah! You fake fan!"

This also means that Mo Wuhen is really famous in Chang'an now.

However, when the common people were chatting, people from the family had already walked to the front of the team.

"I want all of Cui's family! Tell me the number!"

The eldest Sun Mingliang looked at this man who looked like I was not short of money.

Silently took out a sign.

"Purchase limit of two buckets per person per day"

In order to prevent the aristocratic family from making trouble, Mo Wuhen deliberately limited the quantity of rice purchased. For an ordinary family, just one bucket of rice is enough to eat for a long time, let alone two buckets a day.

If you want to buy a lot of them at once, there should be no one else except the troubled family.

"Ok?"

"Aren't you cheating people? Other grain shops can sell it casually, so why do you have to limit the purchase here!"

People from the aristocratic family may not be able to complete the task.

He wanted to arouse public outrage.

Not only people from the Cui family came here, but also the Li family from Zhaojun, the Lu family from Fanyang, the Zheng family from Xingyang, the Wang family from Taiyuan, etc. all sent people here.

Listening to the people of Cui's family, when they spoke like this, several people also followed suit.

If you want to be the shopkeeper of the grain shop, you have changed this rule.

People around who don't know the truth are also booing.

People from aristocratic families also began to pull the tiger's skin to intimidate the eldest grandson Mingliang.

"Are you trying to offend the family?"

Changsun Mingliang couldn't hold it any longer, broke out in a cold sweat, and didn't know what to do.

Mo Wuhen sat at the back of the lobby, and when he heard that the family members were pressing so closely, he also walked into the lobby.

"What, do you have an opinion?"

The moment Changsun Mingliang saw Mo Wuhen coming out, he was relieved.

People in the family also knew that this might be Mo Wuhen.

Then he pointed the finger at Mo Wuhen and said.

"That's right, why don't you let us buy more? It's not that you won't give you money!"

Mo Wuhen looked at them mockingly, instead of talking to them, he looked at the booing commoners behind him.

"Think about it, if I don't limit the amount, they will buy all the food, and you will have to buy expensive food from other stores!"

"These people have ulterior motives!"

Everyone was reminded by Mo Wuhen, and they immediately understood.

In an instant, he verbally criticized the people of these aristocratic families.

"Bah, you just want us to buy your expensive rice!"

"My son-in-law is such a good person, you also slander him!"

The members of the aristocratic family can be regarded as stealing chickens this time.

One by one, the scolded dogs ran away in despair.

The person looking for trouble left, and the food was bought here.

The crowds here are in stark contrast to those of other grain shops.

Those shopkeepers who were angry were gnashing their teeth and creaking.