The pork butcher is smoother than a pig butcher!

The farmers weren't unaware that they had sold their grain at a low price and were losing money.

But what they don't know is.

The price difference between the two is so huge.

The notice board of the Kansai Trading Company dealt these people a heavy blow.

Most people couldn't help but cry out, "Eternal Heaven, what did we sell before count for?"

The person crying alongside sobbed, "We're just unlucky!"

Some farmers put on a dramatic display of emotional breakdown on the spot:
"Ah! Ah! Ah! That's the grain we've painstakingly grown over several months! After deducting taxes, seeds, and wages for the farm slaves, we didn't even earn half a tael of silver from selling the land before!"

Some people stare blankly at the sky:

"Earning less is still better than nothing. My family's 500 mu of wheat fields were hit by a rabbit plague this year, and after selling them at a low price, we barely broke even. If I had known, I would have been willing to risk being accused of treason to sell them to the Kansai Trading Company!"

Many more people are filled with regret:
"Compared to the Kansai Merchant Guild's three taels of silver per shi of wheat, ours is just plain stupid, paying one and a half taels for two shi!"

"I've been scammed! I've been ripped off terribly! I've been completely ripped off!"

"Heh, that's treason! The ringleader is executed, and the entire clan will be reduced to slavery. How can we powerless farm owners possibly bear such a heavy burden?!"

"We've been made a fool of! How is selling some grain considered treason? We've never heard of such an absurd policy before!"

"It's too late to realize it now! You can't expect those vendors to make up the difference for us, can you?"

"No, we can't let them bully us like this! We've decided to go and demand an explanation from the powerful family behind the local grain merchant!"

"Great idea! Those who have been deceived should unite and fight those powerful families to the very end!"

"Fight to the end!"

"."

Countless people responded.

So-called political pressure is utterly ineffective in the face of enormous interests.

Amid this tense atmosphere, hundreds of Kansai elites, hidden in the brewery, quietly began to move.

The first day that Kansai Trading Company announced it would purchase grain at high prices.

The first Uyghur family in the Ili River Valley happened to be holding an autumn hunt.

Several core family members each brought a number of servants to the hunting grounds.

Everything was fine when we went into the mountains.

When they returned, everyone had come back.

However, not all of them returned.

To be specific.

Dozens of headless corpses returned.

The white horses were all dyed crimson.

Some headless corpses were still holding tightly to the horse's reins, standing upright on the horse's back.

Some of the bodies were lying on their backs.

The most horrifying type is where the feet are still in the stirrups, but the corpse is dragged all over the ground.

The horse knows no fear of its rider.

This sight left a lifelong shadow on those who witnessed it along the way.

The families of the deceased stumbled and searched the mountain pastures, where they found dozens of human heads scattered on the ground, neatly cut off.

The cut on the neck made it impossible to tell what kind of weapon was used.

As fine as silk!

This headless tragedy, which shocked the entire city, spread throughout several uptown areas that very day.

The nobleman, who was second in power in the family, was so frightened that he hid in his own courtyard and dared not go out even once.

Before going to sleep, he even summoned hundreds of slaves from the estate to guard his door.

The head of the household didn't fall asleep until the middle of the night.

She fell asleep and never woke up again.

It was the slave responsible for waking him up that discovered his death. The whole family panicked.

The coroner we invited examined the body carefully all morning and finally informed the deceased's family.

While the head of the family was asleep, he was bitten by a rare, highly venomous, slender snake found in the desert!
Where would you find such rare desert venomous snakes in an oasis like the Iri River Valley?
The slaves who were on night watch last night were captured and beaten until their skin was torn and bleeding.

But they weren't working alone last night; they had witnesses to each other. How could they have had the opportunity to poison their master?
Finally, after searching inside and out several times, they still couldn't find the venomous snake.

The neighboring city.

The head of the third largest family in the Uyghur Valley of the Ili River received news of the mysterious death of the head of the second largest family before breakfast.

Good guy.

They didn't even have time to eat or pack their luggage. They took their families and hurriedly fled towards Shache.

How could he know?

Staying in the Iri Valley and not going out might allow me to live another day.

From the moment he fled, his life began its countdown.

The vast desert grasslands are perfect burial grounds for murderers.

One after another, the leading figures fell.

The other Uyghur nobles, hanging behind their heads, trembled.

Who did it?

Those farmers who are jumping around like crazy?
Give me a break!

They don't have that kind of strength.

Anyone with the ability to kill enemies invisibly would not have been oppressed to such an extent by powerful families.

Some people also cast suspicious glances at the Kansai Trading Company, which was trying to snatch food from their mouths.

What can you do if you doubt?
You can't convict someone!
They were also afraid that their suspicious gazes would be too blatant and provoke the 100,000-strong army backing the Kansai Trading Company.

That was the Kansai army, capable of burying hundreds of thousands of paladins far from home with just a wave of their hand!
These Uyghur nobles were filled with unease.

The day after the Kansai Trading Company announced it would buy grain at a high price.

A small number of farmers who sold their grain at bargain prices finally managed to get back the price difference from the Kansai Trading Company's pricing from local grain merchants.

If the price difference cannot be recovered, the vendors say they are willing to return the grain.

The farmers drove overnight to Bali City, Tianma City, Yinyue City, and Fengyu City.

The third day since the Kansai Trading Company began purchasing grain at high prices.

The city gates had barely opened when the main streets inside were already packed with grain carts.

People in the city can't get out.

The three Kansai trading companies, along with Manager Zhu who was guarding the ranch, were busy from the moment they opened in the morning until the moon was high in the sky.

On average, each acquisition point cost 100,000 taels of silver.

That's it.

There are still people on their way to deliver food.

Unfortunately.

The announcement was that the price would be high for three days, ending at midnight on the third day.

Once the time is up, all accounts will be frozen.

Farmers who missed out on this wave of high grain prices were itching to drag out the Uyghur merchants from their own cities and beat them up.

This volatile temper simmered until the autumn cattle and horse market.
The ten-day autumn cattle and horse market is held in the heart of the Iri Valley.

The herders on the grasslands love to make big deals in the autumn.

Firstly, after grazing in spring and summer, livestock are at their fattest and strongest in autumn.

Secondly, herders need to sell surplus livestock before winter to obtain winter supplies. This extra energy can also be used to care for pregnant cows, ewes, and mares.

Furthermore, autumn is the season with the most stable weather on the grasslands throughout the year, making it the most suitable season for long-distance transportation.

At this time of year, dignitaries from cities thousands of miles away flock here. (End of Chapter)