The Mountain Is Mine to Open, the Trees Are Mine to Fell

The Mountain Is Mine to Open, the Trees Are Mine to Fell

Thinking of this, Lu Zhi instinctively grabbed Wang Yue's arm and asked anxiously, "Righteous Warrior Wang, you're so capable—you must have already thought of a way to deal with this, right? Please tell us quickly!"

Wang Yue glanced at the slender jade fingers clasped around his arm. The faint, feminine fragrance in the air made him feel a little soft, though not enough to lose his head. He hurriedly took a sip of wine to calm the heat rising within him.

To his surprise, the wine only made him feel even more light-headed. He quickly shifted his attention and stopped keeping them in suspense. "There are actually two ways to handle this. The first is to use Father Lu's standing to speak with the prominent families in Pei County. You could buy dogs or other game directly from them. Those families aren't afraid of local hoodlums. Besides, many of the dogs belong to those powerful clans in the first place. The thugs' dogs and livestock are mostly stolen, and ordinary families often can't afford to raise them."

Father Lu looked troubled. He was a man of some standing and didn't want to ask those people for help with a business matter, only to have them look down on him. He hurriedly took a drink, then prompted Wang Yue, "And what is the other way, Righteous Warrior Wang?"

Wang Yue had already guessed that Old Man Lu was unlikely to choose that option, so he immediately offered the alternative. "Raise the purchase price, but limit how much you buy. Then sell at a high price, also in limited quantities."

Lu Zhi didn't quite understand what he meant and asked in confusion, "Benefactor, I understand raising the selling price, but