Mei Xiaohan said: "I don't know if it's worth it or not, since I promised my friend, I must rescue him!" ”

Saving a death row prisoner is not a very difficult thing for Zhao Kuangyin, but he can't understand why the young man in front of him is willing to offer a price of 10,000 stone of grain for a death row prisoner.

Although the grain represented by one stone of grain in each period of ancient history was different, according to the current calculation, one stone of grain was at least 50 kilograms or more.

10,000 stone of grain is 500,000 kilograms of grain, which is converted into more than 1 million yuan in today's currency.

"No one would refuse such a high price."

Zhao Kuangyin went everywhere to collect military rations and encountered many difficulties and resistances. Especially in this Yunzhou Mansion, there has been a catastrophe and famine for three years, and there is no food to collect at all.

Now someone is delivering food to the door, which is solving his urgent need.

Zhao Kuangyin said: "Do you really have 10,000 stone of grain?" ”

Mei Xiaohan said: "There is no basis for what you say, please make a judgment after the general sees it with his own eyes." ”

"But... I want to go see Zhao Guang first! Mei Xiaohan wanted to confirm whether Zhao Guang was still alive.

"Aren't you afraid that I will rob you of your food and not let you go?"

"That's 10,000 stone of food!"

"I'm not afraid, because I don't believe that General Zhao is such a person!"

Zhao Kuangyin said: "I agree to your request, but I must get all the 10,000 stone grain you said." ”

Immediately, Zhao Kuangyin ordered Zhao Guang to be released, and said: "Although I don't know how important this person is to you, for me, I don't suffer a loss if I exchange 10,000 stones of grain for a death row prisoner." ”

Zhao Guang's will has been exhausted at this moment, and his eyes are glazed, after all, he is already a person who is about to die, and he has already forgotten everything.

"Where is the 10,000 stone grain you said at the moment?"

Mei Xiaohan said: "Please General Zhao go to the dock to get it." ”

Zhao Kuangyin was suspicious, and immediately led a team towards the dock. Sure enough, stacks of numb bags were stacked high on the docks.

Zhao Kuangyin drew his saber and stabbed it with a sword, and the white rice rolled out one by one.

When Zhao Kuangyin saw these rice, he shook his head again and again: "This is incredible, I didn't expect the quality of these grains to be so good." ”

After counting, there were 10,000 bags of grain, all of which were beautifully packaged. Each bag of grain is fifty kilograms, and the quality of each bag is excellent.

Mei Xiaohan said: "How about General Zhao, I didn't lie to you!" ”

Zhao Kuangyin's attitude and face changed greatly at this moment, he knelt on one knee, inserted the matching sword into the ground in his other hand, and said with both hands in his fists: "Please worship the gods by Zhao Kuangyin, Zhao Kuangyin has nothing to reciprocate!" ”

Mei Xiaohan knew that Zhao Kuangyin would be shocked, but she didn't expect him to thank herself in such a way.

"In the future, don't say that you will be a death row prisoner, that is, ten hundred, as long as the little brother speaks, Zhao Kuangyin has nothing to say."

Mei Xiaohan sold a pass and said, "This... There is no basis for what you say! ”

"Then I'll make a note!"

Zhao Kuangyin summoned left and right: "Bring a pen!" ”

On a piece of yellow silk cloth, Zhao Kuangyin wrote down the words he had just promised.

Although Mei Xiaohan was very happy in her heart, she didn't show it, and said, "Then I'll take it." ”

Whether Zhao Kuangyin said it casually or really had this intention, this is not the most important thing, the most important thing is to leave a note.

In the future, when Zhao Kuangyin becomes the emperor and holds great power, Mei Xiaohan will inevitably ask for him.

The so-called Chrysostom is difficult to open, but Zhao Kuangyin is just a general, and it is much easier to make him promise something now than in the future.

With this 10,000 stone of grain, Zhao Kuangyin can return to Beijing to resume his life.

Mei Xiaohan decided to be a good person to the end, so he said to Zhao Kuangyin: "I also want to give the general a big gift, and this big gift is for the general himself." ”

"Oh? What a gift. ”

Mei Xiaohan said: "Pistol!" ”

Zhao Kuangyin looked puzzled and said, "What is a pistol!" ”

Mei Xiaohan took out a strangely shaped iron weapon from her arms and said, "This is a pistol!" ”

"This thing is extremely lethal!"

"You can pull a death row inmate and let me give it a try! It's better to be the kind of heinous prisoner, it's fun to kill! ”

Although what Mei Xiaohan said made Zhao Kuangyin scratch his head, Zhao Kuangyin still did it.

"Someone's coming... Pull me out of ten death row inmates. ”

With that, Zhao Kuangyin's subordinates took dozens of prisoners with skulls to an open woodland.

"Tie them to a tree and blindfold them."

Zhao Kuangyin's subordinates did so and tied them to the trees one after another.

"Squirt!"

With a gunshot, birds and beasts all around the forest fled, and a bullet flew out of the pistol, hitting the prisoner in the forehead.

The murderous arson prisoner was killed instantly.

Zhao Kuangyin shook his head again and again, indicating that it was incredible.

"What is this, and why is it so amazing!"

This thing is a "magic spear!" "It can kill people in an instant, and the lethality is extremely great."

"Would you like to give it a try..."

Zhao Kuangyin took the "magic gun" in Mei Xiaohan's hand and fired a shot at the tied prisoner.

"Squirt!"

The bullet flew out and landed on another tree, and a large chunk of its bark was blown off.

"Hahaha..."

"It's a miracle!"

After Zhao Kuangyin fired several shots in a row, he couldn't shoot bullets anymore, and wondered: "Why can't you shoot anymore?" ”

Mei Xiaohan said: "The general doesn't know, you have to load bullets, and the number of bullets is limited after all." ”

"Oops! This is really a fly in the ointment! ”

Mei Xiaohan said: "I don't have a lot of bullets here, because the manufacturing process is very troublesome. ”

The reason why Mei Xiaohan said this was that she wanted to contain Zhao Kuangyin, if she gave him too many bullets at one time. Zhao Kuangyin must not feel that bullets are a precious thing.

I'm afraid it will be months before a new bullet can be made.

"I see... It's so magical, and it's understandable how complex the munitions are to make. ”

Zhao Kuangyin suddenly changed his words and said: "This little brother... With such superb means, if you can serve in the army, you will definitely have a bright future in the future! ”

The so-called hero cherishes the hero, Zhao Kuangyin didn't want to give up such a talent, so he wanted to win him over.

Mei Xiaohan said: "I was born with a humble status, and it seems a little inappropriate to go to the army!" ”

Zhao Kuangyin said: "No... The little brother is so much better than those wine bags and rice bags. ”

"The army needs a talent like you!"

"When I return to Beijing, I will definitely promote you in front of the saint, at least I can be a lieutenant!"

"You have such magical powers, and the important task of allocating military rations in the army is very suitable for you, and I will definitely explain this matter to the Holy Lord."