Reborn Fierce Wife: Young Marshal Slowly Coaxes Her

Yan Xin released all the rice he had hoarded, which was a large amount.

Because it was a minor disaster, the price of rice fluctuated for only a short period of time. Some traders took advantage of the opportunity to make a fortune, but it didn't last long.

In a few days, there will be new arrangements at the city hall.

Yan Xin just filled the gap in these days and stabilized the price of rice. The turmoil in the market after the disaster was suppressed by Yan Xin.

She spread the word that the governor's wife had ordered her to do this, and gave her reputation to her.

Madam has always had a good reputation and is trusted by everyone.

"...Don't underestimate the price of rice. A thousand-mile dike breaks in an ant nest. If the price of rice is in chaos, the prices of other commodities will also follow suit.

After a disaster, it is a good thing if you can hold it down, but if you cannot hold it down, it will break. This hole may get bigger and bigger in a place where the Governor's Mansion can't see it. "The lady said to her trusted servant.

It was the maid who was in charge of the affairs. She found out that Yan Xin had opened a temporary rice shop in the city and sold grain at the original price before the disaster. She also told her that it was the wife's instruction.

The lady was overjoyed after hearing this. She was worried about the tripling of rice prices.

What worries her is not just the price of rice, but the instability of the economy and people's livelihood.

Rice is not an ordinary commodity, it is rations. It is both a commodity and has its particularities. It is unstable and has great hidden dangers.

Any government, even if the previous one was corrupt and powerless, would first stabilize the price of rice.

The price of rice has tripled. If Madam goes to the military government to resolve this matter, she will make a fuss out of a molehill. If she doesn't handle it, Madam will worry about some crisis hiding in the dark, which will lead to a catastrophic disaster in the future.

No matter how big or small, there is a need for an important but not relevant person to do it.

Yan Xin did it.

This move shocked the lady again, and she said to her confidant: "Zhu Zhu'er thinks very far. This child doesn't talk much and sees everything."

"Not only do you think far ahead, but you also do things beautifully. Young people don't know much about the ways of the world. If someone comes to 'give away rice for free', they will use your name to put you on a high platform.

If something happens again in the future and you don't send food, the people will say you are fake and merciful. But the eldest lady thought of all these hidden worries. "said the maid.

Madam: "Yes, I really didn't expect that she would be so thoughtful in doing things. When I was as old as she was, I might not have been thoughtful."

He added, "If we leave this matter to Rouzhen, if she can do [-]%, it will be considered good."

Very sad.

Madam feels that Yan Xin is like a river, so quiet and elegant on the surface, but its rapidity and depth are hidden beneath its calmness.

Only when you look at her carefully will you realize how amazing she is!

Is this a talent?

Even at Madam's age, after nearly thirty years of ups and downs in the Jing family, she couldn't help but admire Yan Xin.

The maid was silent, thought for a while, and then said to her: "Madam, you know something is very strange. Someone is causing trouble in the eldest lady's rice shop."

She showed the morning newspaper to Madam.

Every word is aimed at Yan Xin.

Madam has been too busy these days to read the newspaper. She read it word by word, her face gloomy.

"It happens to be the same day. If it had been one day earlier, Zhu Zhu'er wouldn't be able to explain it." Madam said.

Maid: "Yes."

"Who did it?"

"I've been busy these days, everyone is in a mess, and no one has checked it yet. However, the Evening News and the "Peace Morning News" fought against them and refuted them." The maid said.

Madam: "Go check it out."

Confidant said yes.

On the first day after the disaster, the streets of Yicheng were cleaned up. Traces of quicklime can still be seen in the corners, and the light scars are being filled.

In this natural disaster, some people's houses collapsed and roofs were broken; some shops were flooded and everything was soaked in water; some people died...

The weather is getting colder, the mountains in the distance are dim, and the trees nearby are dim. The leaves turn yellow or red overnight, and the colors are prosperous.

When Wu Guangru, the chief writer of "Peace Morning Post" walked out of the newspaper office dejectedly, he suddenly heard a car horn.

The unfamiliar and loud voice startled him, and he subconsciously looked up.

A small black car was parked on the side of the road. A few golden leaves of the ginkgo tree fell on the front hood of the car, and the body was shiny.

The car door was pushed open and a young woman got out.

The weather was getting cooler, so she wore a lotus-colored cheongsam with a shawl around her shoulders.

The tassels on the shawl were too long, and they swayed as she got out of the car, like water waves floating around her body, making her so beautiful that she had an air of immortality.

Wu Guangru didn't dare to look further and looked away.

But the girl walked up to him and called him: "Director Wu."

Wu Guangru looked at her again.

The mid-afternoon sun was shining brightly, and her eyes were filled with light, gentle and charming.

"You want to settle accounts with me?" Wu Guangru's voice was stiff.

"you know me?"

"The governor recognized you as his adopted daughter, the newspaper published the photo, and I wrote the front-page article. Of course I know you." Wu Guangru said.

When he spoke, he looked away from others and looked arrogant; but he was so nervous in front of the young girl.

"I see, I thought I wanted to introduce myself." Yan Xin smiled and said, "Director Wu, can you buy me a cup of coffee?"

Wu Guangru was very vigilant and his back was stiff: "You have something to say."

"Sit down and chat slowly." Yan Xin said, "If you are reluctant to spend money, can I buy you a drink?"

Wu Guangru: "..."

The coffee shop near the newspaper office is narrow and crowded, but the coffee is delicious and the cakes are delicious.

Wu Guangru drank a few sips of coffee and ate half a piece of cake before he relaxed.

"Tell me why you wrote about me hoarding rice." Yan Xin sat upright, holding the bone china coffee cup in her palm without drinking.

She can't eat cake and doesn't drink coffee much.

"I'm already very unlucky, do you still want to ridicule me?" Wu Guangru said.

His article was published by the morning paper. However, before newspaper sales started, Yan Xin's rice shop opened.

That newspaper and article became a joke and were scolded by many people.

Yicheng Evening News then started a battle with their newspaper office, targeting them specifically.

"Yicheng Evening News" stepped on them and sales increased; while "Peace Morning News", which had always had a good reputation, was demoted to a "third-rate newspaper" and sales plummeted again and again.

When an article of yours is proven to be nonsense, you lose the basis of trust and no one will read what you write anymore.

Reading newspapers is to understand current events, not to watch you spread rumors.

Even if it's not the truth, you have to justify it by cutting it off and not slapping yourself.

If you want to read rumors, go read the tabloids. What they write is more interesting than you.

Wu Guangru was scolded by his boss for half the afternoon today and felt depressed.

Yan Xin's reputation has not been affected at all, but has been improved.

She was famous again.

"I'm just curious. If someone targets me, I always have to find out who is behind it, and know myself and my enemy.

I have a few suspects, and after checking for a few days, I found that you have nothing to do with them, and you are not writing rumors for them.

In this case, it is very troublesome for me to guess back and forth, so I might as well ask you first. Don't worry, it's not an accusation. You have the freedom to write articles. "Yan Xin said.