Snow lie in the vastness and leaves dreams, the cold wind circulates for thousands of miles, the clouds laugh when the smoke passes, and some are happy and some are sad.

The blizzard, which is rare in a century, is extremely unfortunate for the people of Guanzhong.

If there are no accidents, many people will be frozen or even lose their lives in this blizzard.

But they are lucky again, because the honeycomb coal that suddenly appeared on the market recently has become a life-saving straw.

Honeycomb coal is cheap, which not only solves the heating problem but also acts as firewood. It is simply a must-have heating object for families.

It is no exaggeration to say that with honeycomb coal, there is no need to worry about heating in the cold winter in the future.

Even the firewood for cooking is not necessary, it can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

As the saying goes, some people are happy and some are worried, which is a great thing for the poor people.

But for some wealthy families who were determined to make money from the national crisis and stockpiled a lot of charcoal, they were worried.

In the Cui Mansion in Chang'an City, although the main hall is as warm as spring, it makes Cui Yongjian's heart feel cold.

At this time, the air in the lobby seemed to have solidified, and even the sound of breathing could be heard.

Cui Yongjian, who was usually very casual, never dared to sit down again. Instead, he lowered his eyebrows and stood down, trembling in shock.

From time to time, he secretly glanced at Cui Yongping, who was sitting on the couch as if he was asleep, and seemed uneasy.

I tried to open my mouth to speak several times, but I just spoke up and endured it again.

After a while, Cui Yongping slowly opened his eyes, although it looked very calm on the surface.

But the cold light flashed in his eyes from time to time could show his anger.

"What's the situation now?" Cui Yongping asked after taking a deep breath.

Seeing that Cui Yongping was not furious, Cui Yongjian said carefully: "Brother, today all the shops in our Cui family have lowered the price of charcoal by 50%, but they have not sold much. Judging from this situation, if they can't sell it anymore, when all the honeycomb coals occupy the market, they will probably be in their hands."

Since Cui's monopoly on purchasing charcoal in large quantities some time ago, the charcoal on Cui's shop has long been piled up.

It was originally planned to sell it at a high price when the charcoal was in short supply in another two days.

This not only allows you to read Yang Fan's jokes, but also make a lot of money.

Everything was going as planned, and the price of charcoal also rose sharply.

Cui Yongping’s mood these days has been so beautiful!

Even the concubine who had just married her not long ago felt the majesty of her own adults.

Although the weather has been getting colder in recent days, the price of charcoal has changed suddenly, which has made Cui Yongping no longer happy.

A thing called honeycomb coal emerged out of nowhere. Because it was cheap and had strong firepower, it instantly occupied the charcoal market.

Although honeycomb coal is made of toxic carbohydrate.

However, with the court helping with promotion and conducting on-site tests, honeycomb coal was quickly accepted by ordinary people.

The smell of honeycomb coal after burning may be more pungent than charcoal, but what are these compared to being frozen to death?

Therefore, Cui's charcoal purchased at a high price instantly turned into a slow-selling product.

Except for some high-end and wealthy businesses who dislike the pungent smell of honeycomb coal and continue to use charcoal, no one in the people is willing to buy it at a high price.

In the court for many years, Cui Yongping certainly had some tricks and courage, and knew that he would suffer from the chaos when he was constantly breaking.

What's more, the reason why Cui hoarded charcoal this time was not only to make a big profit, but also to vent his anger.

But I knew that the geese would not succeed, but were pecked by the eagle instead.

Thinking of this, Cui Yongping said in a deep voice: "If you give me instructions, if you can't sell it, you can drop 70% if you can't sell it, and if you can't sell it, you can drop 90% if you can't sell it."

Cui Yongjian widened his eyes and felt a little unbelievable. He thought Cui Yongping had no experience in doing business, so he immediately spoke to remind him:

"Brother, most of our charcoal were purchased at a high price a few days ago. Now it has dropped by 50% and has lost half of it. If it drops further, it will lose all your money."

Cui Yongping snorted coldly: "Of course I know that I will lose money. When the weather gets warmer, these charcoal will become waste. In short, you can't let these charcoal rot in your hands. By the way, how much charcoal is still stocked up now?"

"More than one million kilograms..." Cui Yongjian hesitated and a little timid!

Cui Yongping frowned: "Why are there so many? Didn't we only collect hundreds of thousands of kilograms a few days ago?"

"It's not the Changsun family..." Cui Yongjian immediately gritted his teeth and explained with anger on his face.

It turned out that after Changsun Wuji saw the honeycomb coal invented by Yang Fan, he returned to the mansion and immediately told his servants to sell the charcoal quietly.

At that time, Cui Yongjian was proud to buy charcoal, which made Cui become the biggest buyer.

When Cui Yongping heard this, he could no longer maintain his calm expression and said with red eyes and fiercely: "Changsun Wuji, from now on, Cui and you are incompatible..."

But he also knows that this world is a success or defeat.

Although I knew I was being plotted, I could only grit my teeth and swallow it in my stomach, and wait for an opportunity to take revenge if I have the chance.

The emergence of honeycomb coal made the frozen Chang'an City live again.

Moreover, as the sales of honeycomb coal become higher and higher, it can be regarded as popular in Chang'an.

Naturally, the impact of honeycomb coal has become an important conversation for people after dinner.

In Chang'an City Sihai Inn, the guests who used to run almost the same are now full.

Zhao Laosi and his wife were greeting the guests happily.

The originally cold Sihai Inn is now full of heat, and honeycomb coal is burned with coal stoves in every corner.

Because honeycomb coal is cheap, Zhao Laosi is very willing to do so.

It was lunch 10, so everyone's topics were naturally inseparable from this matter.

"It's so satisfying. This is the inn! It used to be cold and not a place for people to live!"

A burly middle-aged man with a fat face filled with flesh, letting out a hearty laugh.

An old man at the same table said in a mood: "Yes, I have been traveling around the country for decades and have never seen such a big blizzard. I have never stopped at all. If it weren't for the honeycomb coal, my old bone might have really explained it here."

A young man next to him said indignantly: "Actually, in my opinion, the most terrifying thing is not Blizzard, but those guys who deliberately hoard charcoal. If it weren't for them, we wouldn't have almost frozen to death a while ago."

At this time, Zhao Laosi was coming over with the food. When he heard this, he said, "What the guest said is that it is all the blame for those who deliberately hoard charcoal, but now they are unlucky!"

The elderly were a little confused: "Why is this?"

Zhao Laosi smiled: "I went out to purchase this morning and heard that these charcoal stocks were selling at low prices. They used to be sold for ten or twenty cents per pound, but now they only sold for four or five cents, and no one deserved it. This time they would have lost all their money. I really thank Bo Zhongyi. If he hadn't invented the honeycomb coal, I wouldn't know how many people would die in this snow disaster!"

The young man asked, "This honeycomb coal was invented by Zhongyi Bo. Who is this Zhongyi Bo? Can the shopkeeper tell us?"

"It seems that the guests are not from Guanzhong. Anyway, I will talk to you if I have free time..." Seeing that there was nothing wrong, Zhao Laosi stopped and told what he knew.

After listening to it, the young man was full of admiration: "Zhongyi, Bozhen, benevolent and righteous. If you have the chance, you will definitely have a few drinks with him..."

However, the elderly man slapped the back of the head: "What dream are you having? I heard from the shopkeeper that the uncle Zhongyi is a living Bodhisattva, and you are worthy of it?"

Zhao Laosi smiled: "Old man, in fact, Bo Zhongyi is very kind. My brother-in-law is working in his house. I heard that Bo Zhongyi has taken the initiative to say hello to him!"

The middle-aged man picked up the wine bowl and said generously: "I don't care about the others, but this time, Bo Zhongyi punished these guys who were unkind and made them lose all their money. It is indeed time to celebrate..."

After saying that, Gulu Gulu made another bowl.

The middle-aged people's words were recognized by everyone and they applauded.

The people don’t care how singular you say. Whoever treats them will remember who they are in their hearts!
Chapter completed!