Ge Liu brought to meet the front camp the young and strong refugees who had come from the mountains around Luoding in the past few days, numbering more than 150 people, and also requisitioned 100 city residents, who carried all the vehicles in Luoding City -- 12 horse-drawn carriages, 18 donkey carts, in addition to a flat pole and two hemp ropes. The team met with the main force of the front camp in Dawan, which was still more than forty miles away from Luoding, and when they saw the carts full of grain, the young men brought by Ge Liu burst into cheers.

Some of the soldiers of the front battalion carried the clothes they took from the Qing army with spears to show off to those young people, and some kept pulling out the long knives that had just been issued so that those young people could see them more clearly. Seeing this scene, and thinking of the appearance of those Qing army prisoners crying and begging for a trouser belt when they set off from Xihedu, Zhou Shixiang couldn't help but smile.

Everything the Taiping Camp did in Deqing was very thorough, not only stripped of every piece of clothing on the prisoners, but even the clothes on the corpses were stripped off, and not a single knife, gun, sword, or spear was left behind. It can be said that everything that can be used, even a cloth belt, has been picked up by the soldiers.

Zhou Shixiang even bought a lot of materials with silver and Tang Sanshui, there were 100 iron pots, and he bought a lot of salt and vegetable oil, although he knew that the price given by Tang Sanshui was unfair and exceeded the market price a lot, but Zhou Shixiang did not bargain, but bought them all with a smile on his face, so refreshing, he was so happy that the people in the green camp couldn't do a few more deals with him, this kind of fool didn't slaughter anyone!

However, after a few transactions, Zhou Shixiang already understood that Tang Sanshui, the Qian Zong, looked timid and afraid of death, but he was actually very smart, but this cleverness was not used to deal with the enemy, but to how to make a fortune. Tang Sanshui not only intimidated and defrauded the county government of a large sum of money in the name of the Ming army's siege of the city, but also borrowed a knife to kill people and eat those fleeing large families, and even changed the law to calculate the Taiping camp. Originally, Zhou Shixiang calculated that if Tang Sanshui cooperated, how could he earn two thousand taels of silver, but now it seems that two thousand taels is just a fraction of the fortune that Tang Qian made by taking advantage of this "Ming Army" attack.

Kill the bold, starve the faint-hearted; How bold man is, how fruitful is the earth!

Tang Sanshui is also a talent, knows how to invest, knows how to avoid risks, and knows how to improve profits. At the very least, Zhou Shixiang's ability to turn crises into wealth, seize opportunities when encountered, and not let go of them made Zhou Shixiang admire, but at the same time of admiration, he was naturally a little unwilling - watching others use their own momentum to make a fortune bigger than themselves, can this be comfortable?

What can you do if you are not reconciled?

Tang Sanshui shrank into Deqing City, and he didn't come out if he was killed, the people who traded and bought and sold were his subordinates, and with the current strength of the Taiping Camp, there was really no way to take him, unless Deqing City came out with another Sanshui brother to cooperate, otherwise, it would be Emperor Tiangao who would let him live happily. This Tang Sanshui is standing at the head of Deqing City and scolding Zhou Shixiang's ancestors for eighteen generations, and what Zhou Shixiang can do is to scold back, that is, to stare dryly.

Slaughter is slaughter, and a slight imbalance is nothing compared to harvest. For the Taiping Battalion, which was extremely short of supplies and did not have a complete logistical supply chain, obtaining resources from the enemy was the only way, and trading with such Tang Sanshui-like officials within the Green Battalion seemed to be a means. Compared with the plundering of the common people, the two were obviously more in line with the interests of the Taiping camp, and they were also the means that Zhou Shixiang was more inclined to.

Just imagine, if there is no food, no clothing, there are enemies who automatically sell it to the door; There are no knives, no spears, and there are enemies to send us, and this kind of image is very beautiful in my mind.

Of course, if you want to have a beautiful picture, the premise must be that the Taiping Camp has enough power to intimidate the enemy, or pseudo-possess it, without this power, even the best business partners will turn their faces and deny people.

What Zhou Shixiang had to do when he returned to Luoding was to truly condense and form this power

The team spent the night in Dawan, and set off on the road before dawn the next day, Peng Dazhu led the carriage in front, Ge Wu with the wounded in the middle, and Zhou Shixiang with Shao Jiugong led four teams of soldiers behind the rear cushion. Chen Mo's battalion of dead soldiers was guarded in the middle, and they reluctantly marched forward under the supervision of various thugs who looked like cell bosses.

Along the way, messengers sent from the city of Luoding arrived almost every hour, and then hurried back to Luoding with good news.

Three hours later, the team finally appeared in front of the Luoding City Gate in the afterglow of the setting sun.

"It's back!"

Looking at the somewhat broken city wall, Zhou Shixiang was very emotional, he was nervous when he set off a few days ago, but when he came back a few days later, he was so relaxed. It's just that many of the companions who used to travel south side by side are now gone, which cannot but be sad.

"Big brother, we're home!"

Ge Wu, Peng Dazhu, Bald Man and others walked to Boss Hu's coffin together, knelt down and kowtowed a few times, and then several people changed the cloth together, unloaded the coffin from the carriage with all their might, and then carried it to the city.

Dozens of soldiers grabbed the paper money sent by the city earlier and threw it into the sky, and as the paper money fell one by one, the atmosphere of the team immediately became heavy.

"Big brother!"

Zhao Sihai knelt in front of the city gate and cried towards the coffin that was slowly lifted.

Mr. Song didn't shout, but only looked at the coffin in a daze, his heart was blocked, and his nose became more and more sour. After a long time, he let out a long sigh.

Zhou Shixiang was originally reluctant to take Hu Quan's coffin into the city, but buried it directly outside the city with the bones of those dead soldiers, after all, this time it was a big victory, and the harvest was great, and he could take this opportunity to better show the people the power of the Taiping Camp.

But Song Xianggong and the others advocated that Hu Laoda must be taken back to the city, and the dead soldiers should also be taken back to the city to let their relatives meet, and then arrange for burial. The reversal of this order made Zhou Shixiang have to worry about the impact on morale and dilute the joy of victory, but he was not good at objecting, after all, this was approved by all the old brothers in Daqiao Mountain, and if he, an "outsider", objected, it would have an impact on his status in the hearts of these people, so he agreed, and could only hope that the bereavement of the families of the deceased against the war could dilute their dissatisfaction with the Taiping camp.

Although the public treasury was set up and all the property of the Taiping Camp was owned by the public treasury and then distributed by the public treasury in a unified manner, Zhou Shixiang made a special case in the area of pension for the fallen soldiers, allowing the relatives of the dead to have a pension and use it, and no one in the Taiping Camp was allowed to occupy it, and the violator was executed.