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"We are all on the same side. If we at Ten Li Pu work together, our lives will only get better. In the future, for good things like this, we should all support each other."
Zhang Wuliang led by example, hoping that everyone in the Village could do the same.
"Of course." With a smile, the road to Biqi Town didn't seem so long.
With Zhang Wuliang leading the way, the Kid made their way to the destination smoothly, arriving slightly earlier than yesterday. There weren't as many people ahead, but as soon as the Ten Li Pu villagers approached, the entrance of the Grain Shop was packed.
The hustle and bustle today surpassed that of yesterday.
Inside the Grain Shop, the Shopkeeper was taken aback by the scene and hurriedly reported it up the chain, eventually reaching Yang Yichen's ears.
"Master, the Grain Shop is nearly overwhelmed with customers buying grain. Our prices are already low with little profit; if this continues, we will be making a loss."
The subordinates were more anxious than Yang Yichen himself; watching the silver coins flow out felt like a stab to their hearts.
Currently, the selling price of grain was nearly equal to the purchase price, making it a losing business with no gain for their efforts.
"Is that so? Who are these people? Have you figured it out?" Yang Yichen knew there would be many coming in response to the news but didn't expect such a sudden influx.
"Reporting to you, Master, we found out they are villagers from Ten Li Pu who came early in the morning." It didn't take much effort; just a few questions revealed everything.
Yang Yichen's expression remained unchanged. It was no surprise to him that people from Ten Li Pu would come in droves; it would have been strange if they hadn't.
"Don't worry about it; just meet their demands without obstruction."
"But if this continues, we will incur losses."
"Just follow my instructions. We will return to normal prices in three days." Yang Yichen was a businessman and couldn't afford to operate at a loss indefinitely. The previous price war was based on his calculation that Yang Bingshan wouldn't lower his prices.
Yang Bingshan had some ability but was not outstanding. The key point was his pride; he always believed he was the best. Over many years in business, he had concluded that he never engaged in price wars with competitors.
This is what allowed Yang Yichen to overwhelm the various shops of the Yang Family in a short period of time.
Otherwise, even if he wasn't making money, continuing to consume resources like this wouldn't benefit Yang Yichen at all.
Well, his subordinate swallowed hard and kept his thoughts to himself.
As for Yang Yichen leaving three days' time, it was naturally to give the villagers of Shili Pu Village time to buy food.
Recalling the girl's usual behavior, it was indeed something they could accomplish.
"Come here, what is the current situation regarding the acquisition of the shops?" Yang Yichen inquired about the latest developments.
A man in black stepped out from the shadows: "Reporting to you, my lord, it's almost done. Auntie Concubine has used up nearly all her wealth to purchase the shops."
"Alright, prepare to close the net," Yang Yichen said, waiting for this moment.
When Liang Mei'er felt victory was within her grasp and believed she had the Yang Family under her control, he would let her fall hard.
As for Yang Bingshan, overall, he had already endured the most painful torment. One by one, the shops slipped through his fingers, and the Yang Family's estate gradually shrank. Throughout it all, he had no idea who his opponent was.
He was no longer the arrogant person he had been just a few months ago, looking down on everyone.
Little did he know that it was precisely because of his unreasonable actions towards Wen Suling that accelerated the demise of the Yang Family.
Otherwise, Yang Yichen wouldn't have been so bold as to suddenly open all the shops he had been planning for so long.
In his dictionary, anyone who harmed those important to him would have to face his wrath.
At this moment, in a certain tavern, a middle-aged man with a scruffy beard and vacant eyes sat in a wrinkled blue robe, continuously pouring one jug after another into his stomach.
He could barely lift his head, mumbling, "Boss, another can, please."
Only the numbness from alcohol could temporarily help him forget his pain.
The middle-aged man was none other than Yang Bingshan, currently at the Tavern, drunkenly drowning his sorrows.
It wasn't until a servant from home came to find him that he was dragged back home in a daze.
Passing by the Grain Shop's entrance, Yang Bingshan glared fiercely, saying, "Just wait and see. You think you can steal from me? Just wait." He swayed unsteadily, unable to keep his balance.
"Sir, let's hurry home. It's time to go," the servant said, aware of the situation but too cautious to say much.
However, someone nearby couldn't hold back any longer: "Who do you think you are? Talking so big! Why don't you try getting cheaper grain yourself!"
"Yeah, you look just like a big shot. Get lost and stop blocking the way."
Being humiliated by someone of equal status was one thing, but being pointed at and scolded by common folk was another. Yang Bingshan was not one to show mercy; he swung his hand without caring whether the person was a man or a woman.
"Wow! Master Yang actually hits women. How shameless!"
"Exactly! What are we afraid of? If he dares to make a move, we'll all jump in together."
The villagers of Ten Li Pu were now united, filled with determination and resilience against a common enemy.
As a result, Yang Bingshan was dragged out of the scene in disgrace, drawing laughter from the onlookers.
Those who knew some inside information couldn't help but gossip, sharing stories about the recent antics of the Yang Family, even digging up some gossip from years past.
"Anyway, who knows where this godly figure came from? Seeing Yang Bingshan being so intolerable, they naturally stepped in to deal with him."
"Hahaha, this is truly satisfying. It's clear now that he is not a good person."
Yang Bingshan listened to the gossip swirling around him in the crowd; in just a few days, he had become notorious.
For years, he had favored his concubine over his wife, forcing the Young Master to study in the village, and how arrogant Liang Mei'er was, and so on.
"Someone like him should be driven away quickly, get him out of here!" They treated this detestable man like a fly, restoring calm to the scene.
In the past, Yang Bingshan would have ordered people to come and severely punish these individuals, but what was his situation now? What rights or abilities did he have left? He could only leave in disgrace.
At this moment, he was already sobering up from the alcohol.
Upon returning home, he didn't go to the study because there were no books left for him to protect and read.
Why? Because everything he had was gone. What was the point of reading? What use was it? Why exert so much effort? It was best to drift aimlessly like this.
After eating and drinking his fill, naturally, it was time for women.
He didn't even want to think about the Wen Family. Previously, Yang Bingshan might have felt some stirrings of emotion, but ever since their last unpleasant encounter, they hadn't seen each other much and exchanged few words.
A man's pride and self-esteem would not allow him to turn back.
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