Chapter 2588: Chapter 2588: Two Hundred Thousand Shi?

He doesn’t feel that he’s being boastful. As long as he reports the grain situation to his master, no matter how much grain there is, it can be consumed.

This point, he understood it all too well.

"Think about it. If you keep selling grain in Guangye City, you might be discovered by Mr. Sheng over time?"

"Hmm?"

Master Ji’s eyes narrowed dangerously, coldly sweeping towards Steward Hao.

"Is Steward Hao threatening me?"

"No, Master Ji, what are you saying? I’m just stating a fact."

Steward Hao wouldn’t admit to threatening Master Ji, but he was speaking the truth, wasn’t he? No matter how arrogant Master Ji was outside, when facing Sheng Qingyu, he still...

No, perhaps Master Ji is not what he used to be; he too has backing now.

But that doesn’t mean he can’t buy the grain in Master Ji’s hands. He’s determined to make this deal!

"You see, you have grain and I have money. Let’s make a deal, and no one loses." He raised his hand and patted Master Ji’s shoulder.

"Heh."

Master Ji let out a cold laugh, shrugged his shoulder, and pushed Steward Hao’s hand away.

"Steward Hao, don’t fantasize too much. This batch of grain in my hands is not so easy to buy. Do you really think I would keep selling grain at fifty or sixty coins per jin?"

"You—"

Steward Hao opened his mouth, wanting to ask how much more he wanted to sell it for.

But knowing that the grain was still in Master Ji’s hands, he couldn’t take it by force, so he had to swallow his pride.

"So, I wonder, at what price does Master Ji intend to sell this batch of grain? As long as the price is right, I can make the decision and take the grain off your hands."

Raising the price slightly, he could still decide on that.

After all, when there was a severe drought in the Northern Lands, grain was sold for a few taels of silver per jin. Surely he could make a profit?

"Steward Hao, don’t be too self-righteous."

Master Ji sneered, thinking Steward Hao was really full of hot air.

Behind him are Prince Zhan and Prince An Yang. Even so, he dares not boast easily, for fear of overwhelming himself. Yet, Steward Hao could really say anything.

"The grain in my hands is not something a mere steward can handle."

"How much grain do you have?"

Though angry, Steward Hao suppressed his feelings and asked.

Upon hearing the question, Master Ji moved his left hand, raised two fingers, and waggled them in front of Steward Hao’s eyes.

"Two thousand dan?"

Steward Hao asked; just two thousand dan of grain, and he couldn’t make the decision?

A trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, but before it faded, he saw Master Ji shaking his head. He frowned. Could it be not?

"Twenty thousand dan?"

If it really were twenty thousand dan, then he truly couldn’t make the decision; he would have to consult his master.

But did Master Ji really have twenty thousand dan of grain in his hands? Where did Master Ji get so much grain?

"Steward Hao, just twenty thousand dan of grain isn’t worth my attention. Who are you underestimating?" Master Ji continued shaking his head.

"Then... two hundred thousand dan?"

When saying this number, Steward Hao himself was shocked.

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