When the matter was negotiated, Kuai Yue stopped talking about the nature of poetry, so he served tea and sent it to the guests.

The figures of Zhang Miao and the others had just disappeared outside the hall, and a girl in a green dress walked out from behind the screen in the flower hall and knelt down beside Kuai Yue.

The girl is only fifteen or sixteen years old, her white face is a little pale, her slender waist is extremely weak, and she has only taken a dozen steps from the screen to the hall, and she gasps slightly when she sits down, and she doesn't seem to be in good health.

This girl's name is Kuailan, she is the daughter born to Kuaiyue's main room, she has been delicate since she was a child, and Kuaiyue has always been very fond of her.

Kuailan has liked poetry since she was a child, but she couldn't go to yesterday's literary meeting because of the sudden cold, but she read the poems that were copied back. After watching the chivalrous trip, Kuai Lan was greatly appreciative, and heard his father Kuai Yue say that Zhang Miao would come to visit the house today, so he pestered to take a look. Kuai Yue couldn't help it, so he let her hide behind the screen.

"Alain, how do you feel about that Zhang Miao?" Kuai Yue asked her daughter with a smile.

Kuailan thought about it carefully and said: "My daughter originally didn't believe that chivalry could be written by a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy, but Guan Zhang Gongzi was tall and proud, and he took the risk of being eaten by thousands of bees to make honey candles in order for the villagers to take honey and make candles, and sent honey candles to Xiangyang in the siege of thieves, and his behavior can be called chivalrous. And Zhang Gongzi's words are worried about the country and the people, although he is contemptuous, but he cares about the exiled Son of Heaven, he is worthy of being a heroic man who is loyal to his liver and courage, no wonder he can write such an impassioned poem as chivalrous travel! ”

Looking at her daughter's yearning for Zhang Miao, Kuai Yue shook her head slightly: "Daughter, I'm afraid you have been deceived by him, where is he a hero who cares about the world, and he is clearly a philistine." ”

Kuai Lan was stunned for a moment: "Father, where is Zhang Gongzi?" ”

Kuai Yue said: "Yesterday at the Wenhui, Zhang Miao said that there were five or six hundred people in the village, and now he said that there are eight hundred, obviously sitting on the ground and trying to ask for more money and food!" When I promised to give him 3,000 stone of millet rice, although he seemed calm, there was joy in the corners of his eyes, and it was clear that he had succeeded in his cunning. I suspect that Sanshui Village was robbed of food by thieves because he made it up. Is there a reason why thieves rob and burn it all but don't kill people? ”

Kuai Lan shook her head and said: "Father, poetry is born from the heart, Zhang Gongzi can chant such an impassioned poem, he is naturally a proud and chic person in his bones, and he is by no means a greedy philistine in his father's mouth." Father, if you don't believe what Zhang Gongzi said, you might as well send someone to Sanshui Village to take a look, it's better than guessing. ”

Kuai Yue said: "I will send someone to see if what he said is true or false." ”

Ku Lan asked, "Since my father doesn't believe in Zhang Gongzi, why did he recommend him as a professor of state studies at the literary meeting?" ”

Kuai Yue said: "This guy can act, he didn't show his face today, and he is really accomplished in arithmetic, it can be said that no one in Xiangyang can match, and it can be regarded as a rare talent, let him be a professor, he will definitely be able to cultivate more people who are proficient in arithmetic." Why not be a father and a state pastor? ”

Kuailan stroked the ends of her hair and said, "Father did the right thing. That Zhang Gongzi is not only good at poetry, but also so proficient in arithmetic, he really deserves to be the queen of Liuhou. ”

Looking at his daughter's appearance, Kuai Yue couldn't help but feel even more unhappy with someone in his heart, so he snorted coldly: "After staying in the marquis, it's just him talking to himself." Everyone in the world knows that after staying in the marquis, it is Zhang Lu in Hanzhong, when did the descendants of the marquis appear in Huyang! ”

Kuailan's eyes suddenly widened: "Father, don't talk nonsense. How proud Zhang Gongzi is, how can he pretend to recognize his ancestors? ”

Kuai Yue was speechless for a moment, daughter, where do you see that the kid surnamed Zhang is proud?

At this time, Zhang Miao didn't know that she had gained a little fan girl, and she was smiling happily.

And Zhang Jin couldn't close his mouth even more happily.

3,000 stone millet rice, more than 500 mouthfuls in the whole village are open to eat, and they can eat it for more than half a year!

"Fortunately, Ah Miao, you persuaded me, so I didn't sell it for fifty pieces." Zhang Jin was a little scared.

Yesterday in the market, when the shopkeeper gave out 50 yuan a piece that week, Zhang Jin was very moved. Now that I think about it, it's kind of ridiculous. According to 50 yuan a piece, 500 honey candles will be sold for 25,000 yuan, and now, it is sold for 900,000 yuan, which is dozens of times worse!

Zhang Miao was very calm: "Uncle, this time it was just a coincidence, and it was sold at a high price." ”

At the literary meeting, a chivalrous line shocked hundreds of scholars, and then convinced everyone with arithmetic, and Zhang Miao's fame was hit on the spot. Taking this opportunity, he talked about the experience of Sanshui Village on the stage, and Liu Biao was reminded by Kuai Yue, for the sake of his reputation of benevolence, righteousness and love for the people, he chose to buy the honey candle as a tribute, and under various conditions, the honey candle could be sold at such a high price!

"In other words, we won't be able to sell it at such a high price next year?" Zhang Jin said with some disappointment.

According to the plan, Sanshui Village will artificially terminate ash trees on a large scale and artificially raise ash insects to make honey candles, and more honey candles will definitely be obtained next year.

Zhang Miao nodded and said, "You can't sell it at such a high price, but you can still sell it for a big price, at least fifty yuan a piece can still be sold." ”

"That's good, that's good." Zhang Jin is very content.

The honey candle has been handed over to Kuai Yue, and with the slip signed by Kuai Yue, you can go to the official warehouse in the city to receive 3,000 stone millet rice. But transporting such a large amount of grain back to Sanshui Village is also a problem.

After discussion, it was decided to sell 500 stone of millet first, use the money from the sale to buy wheat seeds and other urgently needed supplies, and then hire a few ships to transport grain.

"It's not safer than water, we have so much food that maybe people will be targeted, only about 20 of us, I am afraid it will be difficult to protect the grain ship, it is best to hire some guards to help transport the grain. It would be nice to find dozens of helpers. Zhang Jin said.

Zhang Ping said: "Father, didn't we save Deng Tu, Deng Tu's brother Deng She is an official in Xiangyang, and he asked him to send one hundred and ten officers and soldiers to help escort the boat." ”

Zhang Jin looked at Zhang Miao: "Ah Miao, what do you think?" ”

Zhang Miao thought for a while and said, "Deng Tu is definitely willing to help, but then Deng She is just a Cao official, and his official position in Xiangyang is low, so I am afraid that he has no right to mobilize the army." And even if we can mobilize, the price is not something we can afford. ”

When the soldiers and horses are moving, they naturally need money and food, where do they come from, they naturally have to get out of these grains that they have finally obtained, not only Zhang Jin, but also Zhang Miao is reluctant.

"How good is this, why don't we go to the market and hire someone to help protect the ship?" Zhang Jin asked.

Zhang Miao shook his head: "The people on the market help to do the work, I'm afraid not many people are willing to do it, even if they promise to do it well, I'm afraid they won't help when they really meet a thief." And hiring people who don't know the details will be even more troublesome if they collude with thieves. ”

Zhang Jin said distressedly: "How should this be." ”

Zhang Miao comforted: "Uncle, you go to do other things first, and talk about the matter of finding a guard slowly." ”

Zhang Jin hurriedly said: "How can you be slow, everyone in the village is still hungry." ”

At this moment, Zhang Chuang ran in, saying that someone had come to visit Professor Zhang.