This incident like Duan Hui happened to many people, but some people resisted the temptation, and some failed to resist the temptation.

And it is not unreasonable for Li Yuanjing to arrange 5,000 sheep in Zhijie Mansion, he has to go from south to north, and he sees mutton to eat on the road, and the price is not expensive, and the probability of stopping to buy some to taste is also quite high.

The army went all the way south, and there were constantly military soldiers driving the sheep to scatter to their hometowns everywhere.

As the first batch of Zhijiefu to leave the team, under the personal operation of Duan Hui, the mutton skewer business has begun.

In fact, during the three days that the army was stationed, Li Yuanjing's guards were training these people, and everyone knew how to kill sheep, mainly training the standards of wearing skewers and how to bake them.

Of course, these things are not troublesome, and they are basically learned as soon as they are learned.

For example, King Zhao had decided that all soldiers who participated in the war would receive ten skewers of mutton with salt, the families of the fallen soldiers could get twenty skewers, and those who were still wounded could get fifteen skewers.

However, these mutton skewers cannot be divided now, and they need to wait until the reward from the court side to be divided, and everyone will be issued a voucher at that time, and the voucher will be collected, and the voucher needs to be handed over when the final account is handed over, otherwise the money will have to be paid.

The principle of the person who was responsible for selling mutton skewers was that the wounded soldiers of each military government could be paid five cents a day, and the other soldiers in the military government were responsible for protecting them from jealousy.

After this business is done, these wounded soldiers will be placed in the cloth village of Zhijie Mansion to work, and all kinds of benefits and benefits will be explained again.

Although the fallen soldiers did not get this benefit, but perhaps twenty percent of the profits of the Noble Village will be taken out for the resettlement of the families of the fallen soldiers, and the detailed policy has also been formulated, this year is the accumulation stage, and it will be distributed next year, and the children under 20 will be paid 30 yuan per month each, and the parents will be over 60 years old, and each person will be given 40 yuan per month until death.

It is precisely because of this policy that Duan Hui rejected the proposal of the little captain, not only was the Liang family staring at it in secret, but if anyone dared to reach out at this time, they would basically be enemies.

Don't think of the army as dirty, although the ancients were a little ignorant, but there is still a spirit of righteousness and selflessness, especially this kind of thing involving self-interest, no one will allow others to reach out at will.

"Lamb? How is this sold? The merchant Ning Yuan smelled the smell of mutton from a distance, and couldn't help frowning a little.

This is rarely seen outside, and even if it can be seen, its price is scary, and even if the merchant makes money, he is reluctant to eat it.

To tell the truth, if he hadn't seen these people wearing military uniforms and the military flag of Zhijiefu hanging behind them, this merchant would really not dare to come forward to ask questions, and he was worried that these people would be drugged in their flesh.

"One penny and one string without salt, and three coins and two strings with salt!" Boss Ren turned over the mutton on the charcoal fire with one arm a little jerky, revealing a mouth full of big yellow teeth and said with a grin.

"So cheap? There won't be a fake, right? Ning Yuan frowned, obviously wary of this price.

Even pork meat isn't more than that, right? This is obviously problematic!

"I also think it's cheap, but don't worry, it's absolutely genuine, it's freshly killed and roasted, which is also stained with the light of the battle just won, His Royal Highness King Zhao bought all the sheep, and found a job for us soldiers who were wounded on the front line, we have 5,000 sheep here, and there is no such price when it is sold out!" Boss Ren explained with a big grin, and by the way, he raised the arm that was only half left and pointed behind him.

It is really not easy for disabled people to do this kind of sheep killing, Duan Hui arranged a hundred people to be responsible for helping, and the people of the whole military government took turns to help, and they were responsible for guarding the sheep, killing sheep and wearing meat skewers.

It did not say that they would be paid, but more than 20 of the more than 60 wounded soldiers were not completely healed, so they could not participate, and the more than 40 wounded soldiers who participated discussed it, and each of them was paid 2 cents a day, and the extra 3 cents were given to the brothers who came to help.

"It's not profitable at this price, is it? If you don't do it, you have to lose! Listening to the description, Ning Yuan was a little incredulous.

How many skewers can a sheep have? Looking at the size of what they wear, it's about six or seven hundred strings, how much can they sell? With so many people, and then tossing back and forth, plus the money to buy sheep, can you not lose it?

"Then I don't know, it said that everyone contributed to this battle, and now there are so many loot, of course, let the whole Datang enjoy it." Although Boss Ren said in a friendly voice, he was still a little anxious in his heart, and couldn't help asking, "This guest officer, do you want to buy it?" ”

Ning Yuan was a little embarrassed, as a businessman, he naturally knew what Boss Ren was thinking in his heart now, why don't you beep with me for so long? Isn't it bullying me, a wounded soldier with a cripple? Do you want to call out the uninjured brother in the back and compare it with you?

"Yes, ten skewers with salt!" Ning Yuan hurriedly said, three coins and two strings, ten strings is fifteen coins, Ning Yuan took out fifteen coins from his pocket and handed them to the wounded soldier next to Boss Ren.

This one is responsible for helping to hand over something, and by the way, he is responsible for collecting money.

Looking at the fifteen coins in front of me, I couldn't help but feel a little difficult in my heart, is this money right?

So, he separated the fifteen coins, took out three coins and put them aside, and whispered in his mouth: "Two strings, three strings......"

Ning Yuan's forehead was full of black lines, is there such a reckoning with you? When you're done, I'll be able to buy five skewers for fifteen dollars.

"This brother, that's not how the accounts are calculated, come, I'll teach you a simple method!" Ning Yuan hurriedly stepped forward, put the fifteen coins together according to one of every three coins, pointed to the five and said: "Three coins per portion, each one is two strings, five two strings is three coins, and these add up to fifteen coins!" ”

The head of the brother who listened to the account was about to explode, this kind of algorithm is too difficult, even the boss Ren on the side is a little blind, can it be so complicated?

In fact, Boss Ren felt that it was better to have a string of money, and it was easy to calculate the accounts and check the numbers, and he was a little worried that he had miscalculated the accounts, so Boss Ren scratched his head and thought of a way that would never be wrong.

"Cripple, if you put it away for three dollars, I'll take out two strings, you take a few and I'll take a few, it will definitely not be wrong!" Boss Ren said to his comrades-in-arms beside him, Lao Cripple is a recent nickname, well, amputated a leg.

The old lame nodded, and then the two of you take one and I will take one, it turns out that the fifteen yuan given by Ning Yuan is just right.

This kind of picture will appear often, and it can't be said that they can't figure out the account, just because they haven't read a book, and when they encounter some complicated accounts, their minds can't turn around for a while, and they need to think about it carefully, or use another simple way to think about it.

Ning Yuan ate the mutton skewers with tears in his eyes, not that he felt that it was difficult to eat, but the taste was actually good, but he found a problem.

Do you want to buy salt for Mao yourself? One string is just a little salt, and two strings add a penny? If I have this money, I can buy a bunch of meat myself, and I can't take it myself and add some salt?

"Another hundred skewers, without salt, I'm going to take them with me on the way to eat ......"