"Jia, you and I are close friends. I treat you like a brother, but you treat me like this?"
Lu Jia is a good businessman. He helps Meng Chang a lot in business and has also received a lot of funding from Meng Chang.
For merchants, business is business, and personal relationships are personal relationships. From the beginning of bartering in ancient times, to Wang Hai establishing many standards for business, countless senior businessmen have taught later generations the lessons of blood and tears.
Business requires rationality. Buying low, selling high, and earning the difference are what they should consider.
This is Lu Jia's way of doing business. Don't alienate people because of their inferiority, and don't use your nobleness to cheap prices. As the largest business leader in northern Xinjiang, his reputation can be used as a golden sign even in far-reaching Chaoge.
"Meng Guwei, a thin ordinary slave, ten sword coins per person, and thirty sword coins for a strong slave. I have another way. I will personally send tribute to you. One thousand slaves, no matter how much you lose on the way, I will give you How much you can replenish is guaranteed to be a lot, but the price is a hundred knives per person."
Good guy, you really dare to speak. One dollar and one stone of grain, about one hundred and twenty kilograms of millet and millet, is a sky-high price even if converted into wheat.
He also learned to sell now, and put together a set of meals that he casually mentioned. The cheapest one costs ten knives, and sending a thousand people and animals costs a thousand gold!
What is the concept of Qianjin? One hundred thousand stones of grain. Although this dilapidated and underpopulated city has a good harvest this year, he is not Huang Shiren. No matter how much grain he grows, it belongs to the Lord.
He has a tax rate of one for twenty, and he has borrowed money from many nobles in the city to grow grain in the early days, and they all have to be repaid. After spending this thousand gold, will the ditch be repaired? Is the city wall still repaired?
Ordinary princes did not pay wages when recruiting corvees and asked the people to bring their own food, but he could not do such a thing, so he still had to provide some food to pay the wages.
"Lu Jia, are you serious?"
"Meng Guwei, please do the math. How outrageous are the conditions you have proposed? You must have captured slaves from Quan Rong and Guifang. These are all strong and strong. Then I will send you Chao Ge safely. Along the way, not only I have to deal with people eating horses, and I have to deal with all kinds of bandits who are trying to rob me. If I encounter other impatient princes trying to rob me, my own life will be in danger!"
"You still think it's expensive?"
"Forget it, why are I telling you this? I think you should stop looking for me. This business can't be done. It's ruined my friendship with you for no reason."
Say it, Lu Jia was about to leave the camp, muttering something about Meng Chang being stingy and whimsical.
"slow!!!"
"I was selling fish at your place some time ago. What was the total price?"
Lu Jia stopped, turned around and said with a smile: "General, how can we sell the goods so quickly? The catch you provided is barely worth a thousand gold."
After working so hard on buying and selling, Meng Chang still felt distressed because he had to spend the money before he got it. He was saving it one by one so that he could buy armor and war horses for his subordinates in the future.
Chariots cost money, as did animal power.
But as the saying goes, people save money and lose it. As long as people are still there, money can still be earned in the future. The worst thing to do is to be more diligent in the future and bring more people to raid monster nests and strange beasts.
"Take it, take it!"
"If the old doesn't go, the new won't come. Lu Jia, please remember this. Don't think I don't know that you have made a lot of money. In the future, if you are driven by something, you must make the most of your life!"
"I am willing to listen to Meng Guwei's orders, Lu Jia knows!"
This was Wu Cheng's plan that day, to purchase the remaining slaves from Liaodong or Donglu to complete the tribute task. These days, there are many conquests by the princes, and every war is the time for the victor to harvest wealth and slaves.
As long as you are willing to pay some price, there will be no shortage of human sacrifices.
For Wu Cheng and others, it is not a good thing for the monarch to be kind, but for them, it is not a bad thing.
When you meet a powerful and benevolent monarch, you simply don't feel too comfortable. The term "cunning rabbit died and the lackey was cooked" appeared in later generations, but it does not mean that such a thing has never happened in the previous generations.
After solving the slave problem, Meng Chang asked his commander to call Deng Chanyu over with a headache.
The female general was quite happy when she entered the camp, with a smile on her face. She was obviously very satisfied with the outcome of being able to stay in the first line of the front army. She teased Meng Chang as soon as she entered the door.
"Hey, isn't this General Meng? The last general Deng Chanyu pays homage to the former army general."
"Okay, good sister, stop teasing me. Don't you still know how I got my military exploits?"
To be honest, Meng Chang's rise was too fast. He was an insignificant soldier two years ago and now he has become the leader of an army.
Both the speed of promotion and the speed of bloodline awakening are too fast.
The generals in the army were also discussing his past, and various speculations emerged one after another.
Some people say that he is a disciple of Jie Jiao. Otherwise, why would Grand Master Wen be so attracted to him?
Some people also say that he is the direct disciple of a certain Taoist master. There were not so many strange beasts in the past, so his reputation was not obvious. Now that all kinds of strange strange beasts appear, he has gradually let go of his hands and feet.
Anyway, no one can say it for sure, and everyone has their own opinions. At least among Mengchang's own army, most of them were from northern Xinjiang.
It is generally accepted by the soldiers of Northern Xinjiang that General Meng is the most powerful general under Chonghou, and he is the God of War of Northern Xinjiang who was cultivated by Chonghou himself.
Otherwise, why did the legendary Xing Tian in ancient times give the Qi ax to General Meng?
At this time, Deng Chanyu was not restrained. She picked up the pottery pot on the wooden table and drank tons of water. She waited until her thirst was quenched before asking.
"Tell me, why did you call me here?"
"Hey, go back, go back to the central army. The front line is not where you should be."
Deng Chanyu was a little dissatisfied: "You look down on me? Although my martial arts skills are a bit ordinary compared to yours, your strength does not come from strong winds. If you can improve, why can't I?"
Mengchang remained silent. His abilities include being studious and diligent, but can she awaken her bloodline by killing strange beasts?
Sometimes he himself doubted whether he was the reincarnation of a certain human sage, otherwise why would he be so exaggeratedly improved?
He has not yet found a suitable opponent for reference. Based on the comparison of the creatures he has seen, if he compares it with Xiang Liu, it is definitely not his opponent, but if he compares it with Kui Long, he should be able to defeat it normally, provided that Kui Dragon doesn't fly!
At the same time, he also discovered a problem.
This "world" seems to be very different from the prehistoric one described before.
For example, Wen Taishi's magical power was so strong that he could defeat the mighty Turtle Dragon. According to his description, he had a fight with Zhu Yan in the dark clouds of Yancheng, and both sides suffered losses.
This realm already belongs to the very powerful True Immortal level.
But if Meng Chang and Grand Master Wen were to have a head-on confrontation, the Grand Master would definitely win easily. But if they were attacked from behind and struck with an axe, the Grand Master would also die.
The so-called body-protecting Gangqi, the Eight-nine Mysterious Skills, or the body of an immortal do not exist.
If I have to use one realm to describe it, it would be a person who is a successful practitioner. Ultimately, the concept of life still exists, unless he abandons his human body and specializes in cultivating the world of Yangshen or ghosts.
Since he is a human being and will die, why would Meng Chang be willing to let Deng Chanyu stay on this dangerous front line?
She didn't have her own pure Yang body and the power of blood sacrifice. Relying on the strong energy, blood and fierce flames, he could barely withstand all kinds of disasters, and even a mortal body couldn't do it.
"I never had such an idea. I didn't want you to be in danger."
Deng Chanyu obviously didn't buy this statement.
"I am also a soldier and a general. What do you mean? Do you think I am a womanizer, so you despise me?"
"I have always regarded you as a woman, never as a man, but I have never looked down upon you."
Seeing Deng Chanyu getting angry, Meng Chang put his hands on Deng Chanyu's shoulders and looked directly at her calmly.
"Maybe you think of yourself as a man, but in my eyes, you are just a woman. The sword has no eyes on the battlefield. Now, in the first battle, there are many strange beasts breaking into the battle. If you are not careful, you will be in danger."
"Go back. Doesn't your father, Deng Jiugong, keep sending letters asking you to go back?"
Deng Chanyu was a little aggrieved. She infiltrated the former army with good intentions, thinking that she could help him by coming over, but in the end, this man not only didn't appreciate it, but also wanted to drive her back.
"Is it wrong for you to cheat on my five-light stone?"
"..."
Good guy, even Kong Xuan could be knocked dizzy by hitting this thing. If he had to hit it with all his strength, he couldn't guarantee whether his head would be as hard as King Jingren's.
"You woman, why don't you know what's good and what's wrong? You'll go back as soon as I'm told. You're not a lieutenant in our army. Why are you staying here?"
Deng Chanyu was so angry that her chest hurt. She pointed at Meng Chang repeatedly and said "you, you, you" for a long time, but she was speechless.
He could only turn around and walk away, cursing as he walked: "You don't know the heart of a good person, you have a stupid head, and your good intentions will not be rewarded."
Lian Yong and Xin Ping, who were waiting at the door, looked helpless when they saw the angry General Deng.
"Oh, you are so young."
"Isn't that right? Ouch, I feel so nervous when I hear it."
"This is not okay. If the two generals break up, it will ruin a good thing."
"Xin Ping, just stay on guard while I go and come back. I'll go find General Zhao."
"General Zhao has always been wise, and I think he can understand the general's worries."
After saying that, Lian Yong pulled someone to take his place, led the yellow gelding and ran outside the camp.
"Report!"
"General, General Xiong Kang of the Reconnaissance Cavalry Battalion and General Diewu of the Sick and Sick Battalion are asking for an audience!"
Meng Chang, who was depressed in the camp, heard the arrival of the two men and finally put back his depressed thoughts and said excitedly.
"Please come in quickly."
As soon as the two entered the camp, Meng Chang stepped forward and looked at Xiong Kang.
"Brother Xiong Kang recovered very quickly. In just a few days, most of the bones in his body have healed. You know, when I rescued you on the plain, there were not many good pieces of meat left on your body."
Xiong Kang was able to recover so quickly, presumably because of Die Wu. The witchcraft of Jiuli Yiren was really magical. Although it could not bring the dead back to life, it could make flesh and bones grow muscle, but it also had such infinite magical effects.
"Hmph, you don't have to point at me. I, Xiong Kang, always keep my word and don't owe any favors."
"Now, I have invited my sister here. If you have any questions, please do so as soon as possible."
Diewu bowed slightly towards Mengchang, expressing her gratitude for saving her brother.
"Girl Diewu, I..."
"Here……"
He had obviously thought about many questions, but at this moment, Meng Chang didn't know how to speak.
Maybe he didn't even discover it himself. Regarding the truth about himself, he wanted to know, but at the same time he was afraid of knowing.
He is afraid that the truth is too big for him to hold back, and he will fall into endless responsibilities and conspiracies.
He was also afraid that the truth would be lower than his expectations. Without the blessing of certain abilities, he couldn't imagine how powerless he would be if he got involved in that big game in the future.
"I know what you mean. General, please calm down. You have been in a desert among thousands of armies, and you have stood tall and fearless among thousands of beasts."
"Compared to those Northern Xinjiang children who died tragically in Fengyang, how lucky are you? Even if the result is not as good as you expected, no matter how bad it is, you can still survive. How was it when you fought bloody battles among the ring dogs?"
Mengchang gradually calmed down as he listened to Diewu's calm words.
"Meng has learned a lesson!"
Die Wu nodded, green light appeared in her hands, her soft and slender hands wandered along Meng Chang's arms, one hand caressed her chest, and the other lightly touched her temples.
Compared to the resistance last time, Mengchang got used to it a little. He closed his eyes and quietly waited for Diewu's reply.
"It seems that my guess was not right."
"What did you guess?"
"It's nothing, it's just that when the former Grand Master asked me about your bloodline, I gave two answers."
Mengchang looked at Die Wu with confusion. The girl spoke slowly and in no hurry. He had already come to this point and he could afford to wait.
"First, it denies your bloodline as a soldier. Secondly, I told the Grand Master that your bloodline awakening is likely to come from that ancestor."
"The ancestor who drilled wood to make fire and brought light and heat back to the human race."
"The Suiren clan."
"But your awakening speed is too fast now. When I check again this time, I actually find my original guess a bit funny."
Mengchang's eyes widened and he looked at Die Wu in disbelief.
What is she saying? Suiren's family? How can it be?
No, she said it was funny...
What's the meaning? Is there any other explanation?
This one is 200 words short, barely 0.5 in 1. I updated 5.5 times in a row today, is it awesome or not?
Praise me, your monthly ticket will hurt your face, please don't be polite to me. Fathers!
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