understood!
Everyone suddenly realized.
As for the subordinates in the outer circle who knew little about their conversation, when they heard that the Ning family was asked to donate one hundred thousand taels of silver, their eyes glowed green like a hungry wolf seeing a lamb.
One hundred thousand taels!
If they get this silver, their family will get at least one hundred taels.
One hundred taels of silver in Jinling could only buy two bottles of perfume for the rich, but in the barren Japanese country, one tael of silver was enough for the whole family to spend for a year. The Japanese country only had one silver mine and did not have good mining technology. Coins like silver that preserve their value are very rare, and their value is naturally higher than that of Daxing.
"Kono-san, I want to take on this mission, what should I do?"
"I want to go too!"
"Chief, what should I do to complete this mission?"
Most of the Japanese people standing in the outer circle were not bright-minded. They could not think of any complicated means to complete the task, but when they competed for two places, they almost caused internal strife and a fight.
Seeing this, Kono could only pull out his hidden sword, draw it towards the void, and reveal the weapon. Only then could he frighten this group of undisciplined and rogue craftsmen.
"Calm down! Don't argue with anyone!"
Kono pointed at the tallest among them.
"Just follow your current status and be an idle baggage worker."
At this time, the height of the Japanese people was generally shorter than that of the Daxing people. If you did not pay attention to their appearance and expression, your identity could easily be revealed.
Only this person, who was a head taller than them, had already completely integrated into the Daxing people even though he had only been in Jinling for three years.
The chosen young man smiled so hard that his eyes turned into crescents.
However, before he could laugh for long, Kono pointed at a middle-aged man who was the ugliest among the group of people and who usually had to make a living by pouring out night fragrance.
"You resume your status as a Japanese tomorrow, dress dirty and messy, pretend to be passing by the gate of Ning Mansion with him, first ask him for alms, and finally fight together, the purpose is to publicize how difficult it is in the country now, what do you want? Help the family raise funds.”
"But what you want to ask him to donate is not a few copper coins, but ten taels of silver."
Ask ordinary people for ten taels of silver to raise donations with just one mouthful?
Then we might as well just go grab it!
Everyone present was worried when they heard the play arranged by Kono.
"Chief, if you act like this, what should the Daxing people do if they think this is what we Japanese think?"
"Yes, if they say they won't donate, then they really won't donate. In the end, we will have no choice but to rob like our predecessors."
"When we used to rob, we took advantage of the chaos. Now that Daxing is strong and powerful, there is no turmoil. Just the yamen servants can drive us like rats crossing the street..."
Under the gaze of everyone, the Japanese could not continue what he said.
Although they are not smart-minded, they are not stupid either.
Everyone felt that Kono's arrangement was simply cutting off his own path.
"It's okay. Shangguan has arranged for an expert to solve this problem. Just do your part. Let's perform it at the gate of Ning Mansion tomorrow. I'll find someone to test Ning Wushu's words. If it doesn't work, then continue. Discredit us Japanese people."
Shangguan's request is a reversal!
The main idea is to make them not want to donate money to the Japanese at first, and then wait until the reverse occurs, and then willingly pay more money.
In order to ensure that the plan goes smoothly, Kono will naturally not reveal the entire plan.
After sending everyone away, Kono replied to Shangguan with a letter.
Thinking that when things come true, in addition to Ning Wuyan's donation, he will be able to share a part of the donations from the entire group of wealthy businessmen in Jinling. Kono is smiling even in his dreams.
early morning.
Ning Wuhuang felt the ground shake. He shuddered and suddenly woke up from his sleep. He picked up his shoes and was about to run out. When he saw Yunfei standing calmly at the door, he opened the door and poked his head out. He realized that it was not coming from He breathed a sigh of relief at the belated aftershocks from Japan and sat down on the bed again.
"What happened outside?"
The vibration just now seemed to come from the direction of the back door.
And his yard was closest to the back door of Ning Mansion. He was wondering: Did some boy hit the corner while pulling the cart?
Ning Wuyan didn't pay much attention to this little incident that disturbed Qingmeng.
I woke up as soon as I woke up, just in time to practice the Cloud Breathing Kung Fu.
After continuous practice, his Cloud Breath Technique seems to have reached the threshold of advancing to the second level.
Now there is no need to deliberately feel the air flowing from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. As long as he moves his mind, it can flow upstream according to inertia. After reducing the time for him to mobilize the air flow, he can practice with twice the result with half the effort.
In less than a quarter of an hour, the cultivation results that took half an hour to begin with were completed.
Ning Wuyan continued to circulate his breath for a week, thinking that the martial arts examination would be held in two days. He got up early today, and when he practiced for a while, he heard the sound of footsteps coming from the door of the courtyard.
Many people quickly passed by the courtyard entrance and walked towards the back door.
Well... his hearing power has improved a bit compared to before, and he can still hear the discussions of the nursing home.
"That Japanese man is really shameless. His family suffered a disaster, so he can't just go begging for money if he catches someone on the street."
"Who says it's not the case? He still asks for ten taels of silver. No matter how impatient he is, he can't ask Daxing Everyone is a Living Bodhisattva to donate money to him."
"I have long said that there is no good thing among the Japanese. You are young and have long forgotten the time when Japanese pirates were prevalent. There are Japanese pirates in Jinling far away from the coast. They often come here to rob homes and rob homes. If you encounter such unreasonable and mischievous Japanese, you will be directly attacked. Report it to the government and throw him out of Jinling!"
Did the Japanese come to the gate of Ning Mansion to ask for money?
Ning Wuyan always felt that this matter was directed at him.
He is not boasting. In terms of those who contributed the most money and effort during this disaster, the Ning family was definitely the number one in Aurous Hill.
Now that nine days had passed since the earthquake, the Japanese in Jinling should have received news of the disaster in Japan. If they were unable to help themselves, according to his understanding of the Japanese, they would naturally want to seek help from their neighbors.
Daxing, which is rich in cultural heritage, has always been the best choice for Japanese people.
"It's just that I've seen moral kidnapping, and I've also seen explicit robbery. This is the first time I've heard of such a clearly stated price for people to collect donations."
But no matter what the method was, Ning Wuhuang was deeply touched by the shameless behavior of the Japanese.
He no longer planned to practice, so he put on his clothes and shoes and walked out.
When he came to the back door, he saw his servant, the nurse, and a tall and thin young man who kept looking at the housekeeper. How could there be such a short and wretched-looking Japanese in this day and age? people.
"Fifth Young Master, why did I wake you up?"
When the housekeeper saw Ning Wuyan coming, he hurriedly pointed to the bricks in the corner.
"It's all thanks to that Japanese man who was pulling a dung cart and begging for money. During the quarrel, he hit the corner of our house. It's really unlucky. Fortunately, I felt sorry for him just now. In order to send him away, I gave him half a tael of silver."
Butler, you are such a good man.
Ning Wuxu could imagine how miserable the Japanese would portray themselves in order to raise donations.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to smash the corner of his house and escape unscathed.
He didn't want to accuse the steward of being deceived, but looked at another unlucky passerby who was arguing with the Japanese.
If the Japanese who pooped was coming for him, for this passer-by, what happened just now was really a wasted disaster.
Before he could comfort him, the other party said indignantly: "Ning Shixian, that Japanese man asked for money, but he actually gave it back. I originally planned to donate one day's wages to him, but now it seems that this kind of person is not worth it at all." It is worthy of sympathy, Ning Shixian, you are usually kind and generous, but you must not just donate to them as much as they ask for!"
