"I heard there is something else in the future... it's not good..."

The sell-off begins!

Those merchants who were originally stocking up on goods now realize that something is wrong.

In the entire trading center, a huge wall was hung out one by one, and the prices began to be refreshed continuously.

Many merchants beat their chests and feet and howled: "How could it fall so much? Why did they suddenly have so many more sources of goods? Oh my God... I bought the goods at 230 cents, but they are just medium-sized."

The trading center is crowded with people, and there are merchants. Some people pretend to be calm, some people have changed their faces, but some people are... secretly surprised.

The civil servants were so anxious that they were sweating all over the place. They were registered and listed, and then, perhaps at this price, they could not be sold, so they continued to update the price.

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"Young Master, Young Master... is here again... goods are here again."

Wang Jinyuan came to Zhenguo Mansion happily.

Fang Jifan and Zhu Houzhao were drinking tea calmly.

On the other hand, Fang Jifan and Zhu Houzhao are not losing money anyway.

In this world, there are always people who pay tuition fees. As a teacher, Fang Jifan only needs to guarantee that these tuition fees will not be handed over to others.

Zhu Houzhao was so excited: "Haha... I am so laughing to death. Yesterday, they were reluctant to sell it. Humph, I won't be able to fight with me, and I don't even look at how much they weigh!"

Wang Jinyuan said: "The current price, high-quality products, has reached a price of 180 cents."

Fang Jifan said lightly: "Don't rush to buy it, continue to wait. This price will be maintained at 100 yuan before taking action. However, the premise is that if you don't buy one pound of more than 100 yuan, you won't be able to buy it if you don't buy it for one pound or one more baby."

Wang Jinyuan nodded quickly: "I understand, understand."

Zhu Houzhao said: "It's better to wait until fifty months, and then collect it if it collapses."

Fang Jifan shook his head, "What I calculated is that one hundred cents is enough for those merchants who go to Hexi to sell pig iron. If it is fifty cents, those merchants who go to the West Mountain will have to eat the northwest wind. Your Highness, pigs cannot be killed blindly, and occasionally raise them, and they cannot force people to a dead end."
Chapter completed!