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Now, the Xia Kingdom is invading, and the court can provide disaster relief funds if only they could be used like we do in Langya Wangfu! All of it could be spent on porridge, which would definitely be enough for you to eat!
Che Chengming is deliberately stirring the pot, trying to ignite the anger of the disaster victims before casting aside Jiang Han. In reality, Su Qianxue is giving one hundred thousand taels of silver; even if that were all used, it wouldn't be enough. If it weren't for the Langya Prince wanting to challenge the imperial authority and gain control over minting coins, this situation wouldn’t have escalated to such extremes.
When strength is insufficient and one seeks to gain unimaginable returns, one can only gamble and take risks. However, Su Qianxue has Jiang Han backing him, allowing him to win every time he gambles. If Su Qianxue wants to further defeat the Langya Prince, he can only do so through gambling to enhance his own strength.
Upon hearing Che Chengming's words, the disaster victims began to react and discuss among themselves! Yes, this instant noodle is indeed edible; we don’t want to eat it for ten days and then starve to death! As long as there are green mountains, we need not worry about firewood. Brothers can endure some hardship without issue, but it cannot be like what Jiang Han is doing.
Jiang Han is simply deceiving the world; for the first ten days, he let us eat and drink well, only to leave us starving for so many days afterward! The court provides disaster relief; His Majesty cares for us common people, and Langya Wangfu handles things well. In contrast, this Shopkeeper Jiang deceives us just to make himself look good—what a scoundrel!
The disaster victims are becoming increasingly indignant! Initially, they just wanted porridge and were well aware of their situation. They are already wandering as disaster victims; who would dare hope for meat every day? So at first, they didn’t believe in Jiang Han’s instant noodles! But after trying them, they found them quite filling! Now they realize they can eat porridge every day!
I can't eat instant noodles for ten days and then starve for the remaining ten until I die! Shopkeeper Jiang, what you’re doing is wrong; we are disaster victims—we want to survive! Jiang Han, we want to be full; even being half-full would be acceptable! We don’t want to eat now and then starve later—Jiang Han, you can’t do this!
Jiang Han, if you continue like this, we will definitely take legal action against you at the Dali Temple!
The disaster victims are growing more agitated. Even Chen San, the first victim to eat instant noodles, is becoming emotional. We want to survive—not just eat for a short time and then starve. You cannot do this, Jiang Han!
" Shopkeeper Jiang, step back a bit. I'm worried the agitated victims might hurt you!"
Yan Dong saw this scene and immediately drew his sword to intimidate the crowd, positioning himself in front of Jiang Han to protect her. He would not allow any harm to come to her.
" Shopkeeper Jiang, that's not how it is! What you brought back is enough for them to eat!" Cen Ya exclaimed anxiously, wanting to ask Jiang Han why she wasn't explaining herself, even considering stepping in to help her clarify.
It was Jiang Han who held Cen Ya back, signaling her to remain silent. Ling Xue and Piao Xue stood beside Jiang Han with their arms crossed. Should the victims dare to act out, they would spring into action to defend her.
Jiang Han observed the situation, allowing the victims to hurl various accusations at her without offering any explanations in return.
Che Chengming, witnessing this scenario, immediately concluded that Jiang Han must be at fault; she certainly hadn't purchased enough instant noodles. He strode up to her and said, "Jiang Han, the amount of instant noodles you bought is insufficient for disaster relief. Come with me to Xingbu and explain yourself! This is inadequate disaster relief; you're deceiving the public and completely disregarding the lives of the people!"
"You’re finished today!"
"What if I did buy enough instant noodles?" Jiang Han asked with a deliberate smile.
Finally, I've been waiting for you to say that!
"Crown Prince," he continued, "you are so far behind compared to Che Chengyun. I’ve been exploiting the information gap and the disparity in productivity just to make money off you; it’s almost making me feel guilty."
Che Chengming was filled with excitement, thinking he had finally outsmarted Jiang Han as she uttered those words. He quickly responded, "What if you didn't buy that much instant noodles? Are we betting on it?"
Jiang Han tried her best to suppress her rising emotions. "Ah, a bet it is!"
"I don't believe you can spend a hundred thousand taels and buy enough instant noodles to fully supply the victims!" Che Chengming asserted confidently. "Our Langya Wangfu managed to acquire this much porridge at a price that only covers three-tenths of our costs."
"You, Jiang Han, even if you're playing tricks with pricing—your instant noodles cost forty times what our porridge does! To gather enough food, we would actually need three hundred thousand taels. To buy these instant noodles, you'd need at least one million taels."
That would take One Hundred Thousand Taels of Gold to buy a truly large quantity of instant noodles. Even if you were really trying to harm someone, I still wouldn’t believe you could do it this way. Even a complete fool wouldn’t engage in such a losing deal.
Che Chengming pondered for a moment and realized that he had lost to Jiang Han. Even if he put all his treasures on the table, it might not be enough for Jiang Han to buy those instant noodles.
Thinking this through, he felt he had to bet. “Jiang Han, here’s the wager: if you can buy enough instant noodles to last the disaster victims for three months, and they’re all in your warehouse, then I’ll concede defeat. But if you don’t have that many noodles in your warehouse, then I win!”
“If I win, you don’t need to give me the Ten Treasures! And at the same time, you must return our two Weapons and Tokens from Langya Wangfu!”
Che Chengming seized the opportunity and directly stated his demands. What kind of gambler loses every day? This was such an obvious gamble; if he didn’t participate, he’d be a complete fool. He had to seize this chance.
Seeing this scene, Jiang Han smiled and asked, “What if I win?”
“You don’t even need to think about what to give me; just hand over the Ten Treasures!”
“Agreed, Ten Treasures! It’s a deal!” Che Chengming confidently finalized the wager.
Jiang Han personally waved for Ling Xue to draft a betting contract, and they both signed it together.
“Ah, Jiang Han! Look at you today,” Che Chengming said joyfully as he awaited Jiang Han to take him to the warehouse. After all, if Jiang Han didn’t have enough noodles in stock, or if there weren’t that many in the warehouse, he would win and bring glory to his family!
The Weapons and Tokens that Wang and Che Chengyun lost would be won back from him!
Seeing Che Chengming’s expression, Jiang Han sighed softly; earning this money felt a bit awkward.
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