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"Yes! After placing the bets on-site, we can directly go to the support area and estimate that each of us can win a guaranteed hundred thousand taels, which will be used to purchase food! This will allow us to determine how long we can supply the disaster victims.
Che Chengming's keen eyes glinted as he murmured, 'This way, I can win treasures!'
What kind of gambler loses every day? How can bad luck persist day after day? The Crown Prince is bound to win big.
To be honest, at this point, the sunk cost is too great. Even if Che Chengming didn't want to gamble, he had no choice. To secure his position as Heir and to recoup his losses, he must gamble! This is why gamblers at the tables continue to bet even after losing money; they cannot afford the cost of losing.
Wang Lao quickly instructed Che Chengming on what to say and then arranged for Jiang Jiang to fetch a bucket of instant noodles from Jiang Han for estimating the actual price. They would then use one hundred thousand taels of silver to calculate how long it could sustain the disaster victims.
'Ah! This instant noodle is quite good,' Jiang Han said, 'but how long can it last?'
Che Chengming seemed to be looking for trouble as he walked past each disaster victim. He approached Jiang Han with a light smile and said, 'I admit, your instant noodles are indeed good, but there’s a problem. How many instant noodles can we buy with one hundred thousand taels? How long can these disaster victims eat? You must understand, our goal in providing aid is to keep them alive, not necessarily to let them eat well.'
He’s taken the bait! The super big fish has taken the hook!
I’m not afraid if you win; I’m just afraid you won’t gamble.
Jiang Han felt a surge of joy in his heart. It had been years since he encountered such a big fish. After losing once, they still wanted to come back for more! What a burden it is to bear the cost of losing; you want your capital back? Fine, I’ll let you lose again!
Thinking this way, Jiang Han deliberately revealed a disdainful expression and said, 'How I do things is none of your concern.'"
"Do I not need to care?"
This statement subconsciously avoided the issue of the Crown Prince!
If that's the case, then it seems that Jiang Han really hasn't managed to acquire much of this instant noodles.
After Che Chengming thought this through, his interest was piqued. He waved his feather fan and, with keen eyes, said, " Shopkeeper Jiang! You are also here to aid the disaster victims. You are deeply entrusted by His Majesty and bear the expectations of the court and the hopes of the victims!
Now, I seriously suspect that you are deceiving the public and creating a facade!"
As his voice grew louder, the attention of other disaster victims also gathered around.
Like Chen San and others who had already finished their instant noodles earlier, dozens or even hundreds of people surrounded them, eager to see what was happening.
Seeing more and more disaster victims gathering, Che Chengming raised his voice even more, presenting himself as someone concerned for the victims. He declared grandly, " Shopkeeper Jiang! How many days can your instant noodles supply? The court has allocated you one hundred thousand taels of silver; did you use it all to buy instant noodles?
Yes, instant noodles are indeed better; the victims surely enjoy them. But here's the question: how many buckets of instant noodles can you buy? Can I assume that we need to provide aid for two or three months? Meanwhile, my Langya Wangfu is preparing porridge that is sufficient for them to get through this crisis. Your instant noodles, at cost price, must be far more expensive than mine. How long can you sustain this? Half a month?"
Upon hearing this, many disaster victims widened their eyes in disbelief and looked over anxiously.
Instant noodles are indeed delicious, but what if they can only last half a month? What will they do for the remaining two months? Live on air?
The victims were not fools; after hearing these words, they eagerly looked at Jiang Han, hoping he would provide an answer.
Jiang Han deliberately remained silent and offered no explanation; he simply crossed his arms and sipped on his cola.
With this demeanor displayed, Che Chengming felt confirmed in his assumptions. Yes, this brat Jiang Han might truly be like this.
"Your Highness, we have conducted tests!"
Wang Lao brought over a bucket of instant noodles and stated solemnly in front of everyone, "Your Highness, I have thoroughly checked it!"
Instant noodles are a type of noodle we have never seen before! The noodles are incredibly chewy, and under normal circumstances, these noodles would only cost two coins!
Inside the instant noodles, there’s beef, and whether it’s muscle or chicken broth, the combined value should be at least five coins! The instant noodles also contain salt and vegetables; all together, a bowl with salt and good vegetables would cost at least three coins!
Che Chengming was taken aback; he truly hadn’t expected that these instant noodles were so generous with their ingredients. Jiang Han, on the other hand, scoffed, “Those are disaster victims. To put it bluntly, they’re worse than livestock. Just give them porridge to keep them quiet. How can they deserve such good food? Instant noodles? Do disaster victims even deserve to eat that?”
Only someone like me, a noble, deserves such a treat. If you do this, I’ll make sure you regret it.
Ladies and gentlemen among the disaster victims and onlookers, you’ve all heard it! A bucket of instant noodles costs ten coins! Here, I can provide forty bowls of porridge for just ten coins. Eating one bucket of instant noodles is equivalent to consuming forty portions of rations!
Che Chengming put on a patriotic front and continued, “Do you really think you’ve found a good deal? You feel satisfied eating instant noodles, right? Let me tell you, the court can only provide you with disaster relief funds amounting to two hundred thousand taels!
Our Langya Wangfu and Jiang Han each have one hundred thousand taels; we’re not responsible for disaster relief!” He then spoke in a loud and grandiose tone: “We at Langya Wangfu are prepared to ensure that you can eat porridge for three months. This is because our Wangfu has used its own resources to forcefully purchase low-priced rice from the four major grain merchants in the capital!”
We are doing this for you! And as for Jiang Han, I can assure you that the one hundred thousand taels spent on these instant noodles will only be enough for you to eat for twenty days at most!
What happens after twenty days? For the remaining fifty or sixty days, will you not eat anything? You’ll be waiting to eat the northwest wind. I’m telling you now: if you eat now and wait until twenty days later, you will starve!
Che Chengming patted Zhou Peng on the back and said: “I’ve set the porridge amount based on half of the disaster victims. If Jiang Han were like me, none of you would go hungry; there wouldn’t even be a possibility of starvation! But Jiang Han wants to show off his patriotism!”
He plans to deceive the world and steal fame by making sure you all eat well for the first few days, only to let you starve later when there are no disaster relief funds left!
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