Quick mission: We don't make trouble

Yang Huaian went out early in the morning and went to the Dongcheng Palace to report.

Zhongbo wanted to drive the carriage himself, but was stopped by him.

"You are already old, come up and sit down, and give the opportunity to the younger ones."

So Zhongbo threw the whip to a servant and helped the old man into the carriage.

The carriage slowly drove out of Yangjia Alley, drove on the street, and headed towards East City.

Yang Huaian lifted the curtain of the car, looked at the crowds in the streets and alleys, and nodded secretly. After all, it was the provincial capital, which was different from the counties and towns below.

Uncle Zhong: "The capital city is still the best. I wonder when the eldest girl and the others will come back, so we can all get together and have some fun together again."

Yang Huaian: "You want to get together and eat hot pot again, right?"

"Don't you want to?"

Yang Huaian smacked his lips, as if savoring the taste.

"Of course I do, but Qingqing said that she has to prepare for the opening of the shop and train apprentices during this period, so she won't be making hot pot for us anymore. We'll have to wait until Chinese New Year to eat at home next time."

Uncle Zhong: "No need to wait until the New Year. We can go to support the store when it opens. Why don't you treat us old brothers to a meal?"

Yang Huaian: "Why don't you treat us?"

Uncle Zhong glanced at him and asked, "Whose family is as prosperous as yours?"

Yang Huaian: "Okay, I'll treat you. Remember to reserve a table every day. How many days can you eat? How much can you eat?"

Uncle Zhong chuckled, "Book a table every day. I'll remember that. I'll tell them later."

The two talked and laughed.

From afar, they could see a crowd of people thronging in front of the Yang Family Grain Shop, a long line stretching out like a winding dragon. Yang Huaian, puzzled, turned to ask Yang Zhong beside him, "What the hell is going on?! I just passed by someone else's grain shop, and it was completely deserted. Why is there such a long line in front of our Yang Family Shop?"

Yang Zhong hurriedly asked the servant to pull the carriage to the side and let him go over to ask what was going on.

After a while, the servant came back and reported, "Master, the grain prices at other grain shops in the city have all gone up, but our Yang family's grain hasn't. Therefore, those who don't have any extra grain at home have flocked to our Yang family's grain shop to buy grain."

Yang Huaian nodded slightly and asked thoughtfully, "Is the situation in East City, West City, and South City the same?" The servant nodded without hesitation and replied, "That's right."

Yang Huaian paused, then gave a serious order, "We can't control how other grain shops raise their prices, but we, the Yang family, must not follow suit. However, even if we don't raise prices, we can't sell without restrictions. After all, we have to be wary of unscrupulous merchants taking advantage of the situation, buying up large quantities of our grain, hoarding it, and then reselling it at a high price for a huge profit. Therefore, quickly pass on the word that each person can only purchase a maximum of five kilograms of grain until the stock is sold out."

The servant replied respectfully, "Yes, sir. I'll do it right away." After that, he turned and hurried away to convey Yang Huaian's order and pass it on to all the Yang family shops.

Yang Huaian lowered the curtain with a gloomy expression, cursing inwardly, "These unscrupulous, profit-seeking fellows! They're actually taking advantage of the country's difficulties to make a fortune. How despicable!"

Recalling the conversation with Doctor Zhu yesterday, Yang Huaian had just learned the term "making money from national disaster". He didn't expect it to be put to use so soon, and it was absolutely appropriate to use it here.

Greedy and shameless people hoarded goods, completely ignoring the suffering of the people and only thinking about how to make huge profits from this disaster. Their actions are outrageous.

But I can't do anything about it.

All we can do is prevent the price from rising, but how long can the food in our homes last?

Yang Huaian thought that when he got to the palace, he must find a way to expose the ugly faces of these people and not let them continue.