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Marius decided to go all out and found the granary behind the store. He picked up a wooden stool and broke the door lock. After opening the door, Marius saw a warehouse so empty that a rat could starve to death.

"Why is it empty? Where is the grain?" Seeing that the granary was empty, someone immediately grabbed a clerk and questioned him.

"I've already told you, there's no food in the store..." the clerk replied tremblingly.

"Who are you kidding! How could the grain store be out of food?"

The angry customers punched and kicked the clerk, but the clerk still replied crying, "There is really no food."

Desperate for food, people smashed and looted the store and checked every corner, but still could not find any more food.

In a rage, people simply set fire to the useless grain store.

"It's broken, it's broken..."

Seeing the black smoke rising, Fran quickly pulled up Rashid, who was still muttering "How could this happen", and said, "Bataan is going to be in big trouble. Let's get out of here quickly."

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Volume 161: Chapter 148 Chapter Rice Riot (Part )

The riot at the Paltrow Grain Store was quickly quelled by the patrol team that arrived, and the fire was put out immediately. However, because the rioters dispersed after looting the grain store, the patrol team failed to catch most of the criminals.

The famous Paltrow store was openly smashed, robbed and even set on fire. The Bataan high-ranking officials were naturally very angry. They ordered the patrol team to bring all those rampant criminals to justice. However, not long after the order was issued, four more grain store robberies occurred in the city.

Once or twice, it can be said that it is difficult to raise a stubborn person.

After three or four times, no matter how much the Bataan leaders wanted to play dumb, they had to face up to the serious situation.

Leicester and other elders immediately decided to convene a meeting of all grain merchants in the city to discuss ways to resolve the unrest.

"What! Elder Leicester, the rioters robbed our grain store, and instead of arresting them and severely punishing them, you even asked us to help them! Is this how you act as an elder?" Halfway through the meeting, a grain merchant slammed the table in dissatisfaction.

Lester tapped his fingers on the table and said solemnly, "The fundamental reason why the rioters robbed the grain store is that the current grain price is too high. If the grain price is not lowered so that the people can afford to eat, such riots will happen again!"

"If it happens again, arrest more people! Arrest all the rioters, kill those who should be killed, beat those who should be beaten. I don't believe that anyone dares to rebel! Isn't that what the patrol team does? We pay so much tax to the city-state every year. Can't the patrol team even protect our shops?" another grain merchant said excitedly.

"The patrol team is responsible for the public security and defense of the entire city-state, not just guard dogs for your house!" Lester was also annoyed.

Lester's words immediately angered other grain merchants: "Elder Lester, how can you talk like that..."

"Alright, alright, calm down a bit, calm down..." Giovanni Draghi, who also attended the meeting as an elder, stood up and played the role of a peacemaker. He first persuaded Lester to stop, and then said to the grain merchants, "Everyone, everyone, don't forget that the Booth family is also in the grain business. How could Elder Lester not understand your difficulties? It's just that the current problem is really tricky, so he came up with this plan."

The grain merchants wanted to argue, but Jeremy Paltrow spoke up: "Rescuing the people is indeed what we should do."

As soon as Jeremy started talking, the other grain merchants stopped talking. After all, the Paltrow family was the largest grain merchant in Bataan. When Jeremy said he wanted to help the people, others really had no position to oppose it.

However, Ji Ruimi went on to say: "But the problem now is that we don't have enough food to distribute relief food."

"Yes, yes, where do we have any extra food now!"

"That's right, who has any grain left in their granary now?"

Jeremy's words immediately aroused a chorus of agreement.

Lester frowned slightly. Jeremy misinterpreted the request of "lowering grain prices and providing relief to the people" as "distributing relief grain", but Lester knew that this was Jeremy's biggest concession. He was also a grain merchant and could understand the mentality of merchants who would rather distribute relief grain than lower grain prices.

And another situation mentioned by Jeremy is also true - Bataan is now seriously short of food. If it weren't for Bataan's sea fishing to make up for a small part of the food gap, this city-state might have starved to death.

"I have sent a caravan to the Green Plains Principality and the Gato Kingdom to purchase food, but the journey is mostly overland, and the caravan will surely not be able to come back for a while. I wonder if the Council of Elders has come up with a solution to the problem?" asked Girimi.

Giovanni Draghi smiled bitterly and spread his hands. "The Council of Elders has sent envoys to Carmella, Sasini, and even Fiera to seek food aid. The envoys who went to Carmella and Sasini have returned. According to the envoys, the price of food in Carmella is not lower than ours, and it is obvious that there is also a great shortage of food. The situation in Sasini is slightly better, but there is no spare energy to help us. As for Fiera... Although the envoys who went to Fiera have not returned yet, the hope is not great."

Everyone understands the reason why Feidi has little hope. Feidi needs to supply the coalition forces of the Ai Ye Alliance all year round. Even if they have food, they will not easily give it back to other city-states. Otherwise, if the front line is cut off from food, the coalition forces will collapse without even a fight.

"There is only one way now," Lester said in a deep voice, "We will send another fleet to the Kingdom of Lesare to purchase large quantities of food!"

"The price of grain sold outside the Kingdom of Lesare has been pushed to the sky. It would be a huge loss for us to purchase grain now." A grain merchant who knew the situation shouted.

"We have to acquire it even if it means losing money!" Lester slammed the table and said with a dark face.

In fact, the grain price in the Kingdom of Lesare is nothing compared to the grain price in Badan. There is still profit to be made by purchasing grain from the Kingdom of Lesare and reselling it back, but obviously for grain merchants, making less profit means losing money.

"The cost of this large-scale purchase by the fleet will be borne by those of us who run grain stores. It is estimated that a total of three million As will be needed," Lester continued. "After the fleet returns, the grain will be distributed according to the proportion of everyone's presence!"

Lester made this decision almost in an imperative tone. His decision was unanimously supported by most of the elders, and the grain merchants had no choice but to accept it.

The meeting ended, and Lester and Jeremy walked out of the Elders' House side by side.

"Three million as is roughly equivalent to four million dir?" asked Jeremy.

"It's calculated according to the price of the gold exchange. In fact, if we can exchange it according to the price offered by the 'dier merchants', we can pay a lot less dier. Unfortunately, no 'dier merchant' can take on such a large business." Lester answered casually.

The relationship between the two has eased a lot recently, probably because they need to face the crisis together. They are no longer as confrontational as before. Take today's meeting for example, if Jeremiah had not been inclined to cooperate with the position of the Council of Elders, other grain merchants would not have bowed their heads so easily.

Lester was silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "Although you all say that your warehouses and shops are empty, I know that each of you grain merchants still has some grain in your hands. You have to be careful..."

"Are you saying that there will be people coming to smash and loot our food?" Jeremy said with a smile.

"There will definitely be riots, but that's not what I want to talk about," Lester shook his head slightly, paused for a moment and said, "A few months ago, the dir began to appreciate rapidly. In order to wait for the dir to be more valuable, the Sokya merchants who traded grain postponed the purchase of summer grain this year. Then, they encountered someone hoarding grain in the Kingdom of Lesare. These two things happened so perfectly. Don't you think it's too coincidental?"

"This..." Jiremi hadn't really thought about it so deeply before. After all, he had not been very interested in government affairs for many years. Now after Lester's suggestion, Jiremi thought that if the appreciation of the Dier and the hoarding of grain by the Kingdom of Lesare were really caused by the same person, he suddenly felt a chill.

"If these things were done intentionally by someone, then she will obviously not let us resolve the crisis easily, so no matter where you hide the food, as long as you still have food in your hands, you must be careful." Lester did not say clearly who the mastermind was behind the scenes, but he was not far from naming names.

Jeremy nodded and hurried away.

With the strong push of the Council of Elders and Girimi, four million diers were quickly raised. Leicester's eldest son, David Booth, as the leader of a large fleet appointed by the Council of Elders that was about to set out to purchase grain, took the money to the exchange house to exchange for the official currency of the Kingdom of Lesare, As.

As a result, he returned empty-handed in a blink of an eye.

Lester looked at his son who had pulled Dier back intact, frowned and asked, "The exchange office is unwilling to exchange it for you?"

"That's not the case. There's a long queue outside the exchange office and I haven't been able to get in yet," David shook his head. "But, father, four million dirhams are not enough to exchange for three million asses."

"How could it not be enough?" Lester frowned.

"The dir has dropped in value today," David explained. "The exchange rate between the fuso and the dir listed on the gold exchange has become 1:2.2."

"The price of Deer has dropped!" Lester's eyes widened suddenly.

"Yeah..." David nodded.

Lester got on the carriage and went out quickly, and soon arrived at the money exchange. Just as David said, there was a long queue in front of the money exchange.

With his status as an elder and his guards clearing the way, Lester squeezed into the store amid the complaints of those in line. He immediately saw the today's exchange rate hanging behind the coin exchange counter - "Fuso to Dir exchange rate 1:2.2".

Lester wanted to squeeze in front of the counter window and ask the employee of the exchange office why the dir had started to depreciate, but he immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of the people in the queue, and they could not make way for him no matter what. In the past, people always crowded in the lobby of the exchange office just to see the exchange rate, but today, it seemed that there were really many people in front of the currency exchange counter window doing exchange business.

Helpless, Lester had to grab a customer who was holding a small bag of dirham and asked, "Why did the dirham suddenly drop today? Is there something wrong with the listed exchange rate?"

The customer looked at Lester in confusion, then smiled and said, "Elder Lester, the dirham has been falling for several days. Why did it suddenly fall today? The exchange rate listed by the Gold Exchange is indeed a bit problematic. The offer of the dirham merchant has fallen to 2.5, while the Gold Exchange has only fallen to 2.2, lagging far behind. I don't know what's wrong with Viscount Lanwan. He is always one step behind others, whether it goes up or down. But it's a good thing for us. At least it's more cost-effective to exchange dirhams here than at the dirham merchant."

As he spoke, the customer could not help but complain: "This exchange only has one window open. We have to queue up every day, and the currency exchange efficiency is too slow."

"Based on the ratio of 2.2, we will need at least 1 dirhams." David was talking to his father when he saw a clerk coming out from behind the counter of the money exchange and changing the ratio on the notice board from 2.2:1 to 2.4:.

"Uh..." David counted on his fingers, "Now it costs 800,000 dir."

"This is not a question of four hundred thousand and eight hundred thousand..." Lester muttered.

At the same time, outside Bataan.

"Look, look, the carriage is coming out."

A group of ragged people holding pitchforks, hoes and rakes were lying on the hillside, pointing at the carriages leaving the manor in the distance.

"We'll start when the carriage reaches this bend," Marius said in a deep voice.

The young villager next to Marius swallowed and said nervously, "Dad, are we really going to do this? We'll be hanged if we get caught."

Marius glared at his little son with bloodshot eyes and said angrily, "If we don't do this, your son will starve to death. We're going to die anyway, so we might as well fight!"

"Yes, Dennis, look at those carriages. It's so hard for two horses to pull one carriage. They must be full of grain. These nobles are so shameless that they secretly hid so much grain and lied to us that there was no grain!"

Another villager from the same village also said viciously while chewing grass roots.

He was chewing grass roots not to pick his teeth or to look cool, but simply because he was hungry. Rat Tail Village had been out of food for several days, and the bag of wheat that Marius had snatched back from the grain store was only enough for the villagers to have a meal of porridge.

After smashing the grain store, Marius was indeed frightened for a while. He was afraid that the patrol would come to his door. As a result, after hiding in the village for a few days, Marius not only did not see the patrol, but he heard that the price of grain had risen even more outrageously.

It is said that the price of barley in the city has risen to seventy or eighty times that of previous years!

Marius didn't know what currency devaluation meant, he just thought that these grain merchants had lost all conscience, so he called on the villagers to do something ruthless to win a chance to survive. The villagers were already starving, and although Marius's idea was risky, it was much better than staying at home and starving to death.

The convoy squeaked and squeaked, and finally arrived at the foot of the hillside where Marius and others were.

"rush!"

' cried Marius.

"Come on!"

"Grab the food!"

“To eat enough!”

The villagers immediately rushed down in a mess, including men and women, old and young.

There were several armored soldiers in the grain transport convoy. They stood in a row, blocking the villagers' charge like a reef. They raised their swords and could kill a villager with a simple swing. However, the simple farm tools in the villagers' hands could only leave a few scratches on the enemy's armor.

The villagers rushed forward almost frantically, but more and more of them died, with no hope of winning at all.

puff!

A sharp sword pierced Dennis' body.

"No, Dennis!"

Marius watched his son's body slowly fall, his eyes tearing up.

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Volume 162: Chapter 149 Chapter Rice Riot (Part )

There are only nine people!

There were only nine soldiers, but they killed hundreds of villagers who came to rob them.

Although the villagers had nothing and had no other way to go except to risk their lives, the soldiers were using their sharp blades to tell them: "Your lives are worthless!"

Mobley is the guard of the Paltrow family and a one-winged warlock.

Although Feidi had almost mobilized all the remaining combat forces of the city-states of the Aiye Alliance, the powerful still found ways to keep some extraordinary people to guard their homes.

After listening to Lester's reminder, Jeremy felt that it was necessary to be vigilant, so he ordered Mobley to escort the convoy and transport the last of the food he had hidden in the manor outside the city back to the sturdy house in the city.

Bataan has not been peaceful recently. The price of food in the city has soared, and many people outside the city are starving. There used to be a wild banana forest near the Paltrow Manor, but now the banana forest has been cut down by hungry freemen and slaves because the core of the banana tree can be used to satisfy hunger. Therefore, Mobley was mentally prepared for the possibility of being robbed by bandits on the road, but he didn't take the hungry rabble seriously at all.

Facts have also proved that these villagers are no match for the guards who are armed to the teeth. Mobley doesn't even need to use his extraordinary abilities. He only needs to raise his sword and swing it to kill the thieves who want to steal the food.