In the clean courtyard, the ground was loosely paved with some stone slabs, and the old patriarch was sitting at the mouth of the well in the courtyard, rubbing his dirty clothes.

Seeing Yang Tingfeng come in, the old patriarch got up and said with a smile: "The Son of God is here! You sit down, I'll pour you a glass of water." ”

Although Yang Tingfeng said no, the old patriarch still wiped off the water droplets on his hands, and went into the house to get a glass of water, "Does the Son of God have any orders? Just ask the guards to give an order, why bother to come over in person." ”

Yang Tingfeng waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's okay, more activities are good for your body and mind." He took a sip of the white water in his hand and continued: "Old Patriarch, how much grain and silver money does the Tiexing tribe have now?"

The old patriarch frowned and said: "If you store grain, it is almost enough for a month, and if you convert it into silver, there are now as many as 20,000 taels, but there are still a few days before the military salary is issued, and this time it will only be half." ”

After speaking, a trace of distress flashed on the old patriarch's face, it was ten thousand taels of silver, and it was consumed in just one month. The Tiehang tribe had never been so rich before, and this was the first time the old patriarch had seen so much money.

Except for some gold given by Yang Tingfeng, the rest was sold by the old patriarch and saved little by little, and now he will go out when he says it, and it is inevitable that he will feel distressed.

The corners of Yang Tingfeng's mouth pulled up a touch of arc, and comforted: "The old patriarch doesn't have to feel distressed, sooner or later, this money will be doubled and earned." ”

The old patriarch's face raised with pride, "That's right, since Lord Shenzi came to the Tiehang Clan, our Tiehang Clan has lived a life that is ten thousand times better than before, but after all, it is still such a large sum of money, and it just slipped out of his hand, which is really a little distressing." ”

Yang Tingfeng chuckled: "This is also the case, but if you can spend so much money at once, it also means that our Tiexing clan can be regarded as a big clan, where does the ordinary tribe dare to spend so much." ”

"That's right. The old patriarch's face was full of happiness, and he agreed with what Yang Tingfeng said.

Yang Tingfeng straightened his face and began to talk about business: "I came to the old patriarch because I have some important things to say, tomorrow, Tie Xingbu will take Tie Xingbu to the eastern Jianghai Prefecture, I hope you can pick two talented people in the tribe."

can make the Iron Marching Army self-sufficient in Jianghai for a certain period of time, and the Iron Marching Army is okay to say that it is okay to fight, but it is not good at the trivial things of life. ”

The old man frowned slightly, thought for a while, and said: "Tie Xinglian can, this little girl has a bright brain, and she has followed me to the market so many times, and some things that should be understood are understood." ”

Yang Tingfeng nodded and said, "Then she goes, and the old patriarch will send some people to help her." ”

"Good. ”

"Then I'll go back first, and I'll just go to Tie Xingbu after the people have arranged it. After speaking, Yang Tingfeng got up and walked out of the door.

Yang Tingfeng put his hands behind his back and walked leisurely towards his hut, meeting some people from the tribe along the way, all of whom respectfully saluted Yang Tingfeng.

When he returned home, Yang Tingfeng, who was suddenly idle, was a little uncomfortable, so he simply picked up the bamboo pole in the yard, dug some earthworms, and went fishing leisurely.

This fishing rod is made for Tiewa, Yang Tingfeng didn't have that time to fish before, but now the Tiexing tribe has been on the right track, and Yang Tingfeng has arranged manpower in various places, which has led to Yang Tingfeng now having nothing to do.

But this is a good thing, which also shows that the Tiehang tribe is really developing in the direction of the big clan, and it will not disperse immediately without Yang Tingfeng, and now it seems that there are not many talents in this Tiexing clan.

An iron marching general has a good management of the iron marching army, and an old man has some trivial logistics management in an orderly manner, which can be said to be solid inside and outside, thinking of this, Yang Tingfeng's mood has improved a lot, and he hummed a little song and walked towards the small river not far from the Tiexing tribe.

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In the compound where the Wanxiang tribe is located, in a large hall.

"What? You want my Wanxiang clan to merge into his Tiexing clan? Why should he?" After listening to Wan Xiangqing's words, the tall thin man stood up with an angry face and said, "If I agree to this condition, wouldn't it be just out of the tiger's den and into the wolf's den?"

Wan Xiangqing stood up and said with a wry smile: "Patriarch, don't worry! ”

The tall and thin man slightly restrained the anger on his face, but the anger in his eyes was still there, sat back in his chair, and said, "You say." ”

Wan Xiangqing continued, "He said that his target was the entire Kongxuan Continent. After finishing speaking, Wan Xiangqing looked directly at the tall man.

The anger in the thin man's eyes had disappeared without a trace, and was replaced by a face full of shock, "The entire Void Xuan Continent?" Seeing Wan Xiangqing nodded, he continued, "What else did he say?"

"What he means is to let my Wanxiang tribe join his Tiehang clan, and we need to be self-sufficient, and we must obey his orders, which is equivalent to giving my Wanxiang clan a choice, if he wants to help, he must join his Tiehang clan.

If he doesn't let him help, he won't come to wade into the troubled waters between us and the Night Clan for the time being, but if he really grows up in the future, then our Wanxiang clan shouldn't have a good time.

He also made it clear about the pros and cons, if he entered the Tiexing tribe, if he succeeded, there would be a place for the Wanxiang tribe in this world, and if he failed, the Wanxiang tribe would have to follow him to be buried. Wan Xiangqing smiled bitterly.

This is indeed a bit difficult to choose, say he can't do it, he is a god son, there is still a possibility of success, and now it seems that joining the Tiexing clan is a better choice.

After all, where is the style of the Tiehang tribe, it is a tribe that really has the atmosphere of a country, and what he says cannot be counted, and joining the Tiexing tribe will no longer be criticized too much, at least his life freedom, including the rights of his own clan, is under his control.

Compared with the current Night Clan, I don't know how many times worse, and even the freedom of life is not up to me, let alone the control of the tribe, and if the Night Clan really defeats Linlang County in the future, then there may be no more Wanxiang surname from now on.

The tall and thin young man fell into deep contemplation, and after a long time, asked, "What do you mean, butler?"

Wan Xiangqing hesitated for a moment and replied, "If I choose, I will join this Tiexing clan." ”

"Why?"

"Patriarch, you haven't seen that person, don't you know, he just exuded a trace of momentum at that time, I was like falling into an ice cellar, unable to move, even if such a person fails, no one can kill him, in other words, he is already invincible. Thinking of this, Wan Xiangqing couldn't help but shudder again, that kind of taste was not very pleasant.

A trace of shock flashed in the thin man's eyes, Wan Xiangqing's strength was clear to him better than anyone else, even if the patriarch of the Night Clan came in person, Wan Xiangqing could fight with him, and under that person, he couldn't even hold up his momentum, so you can imagine how terrifying the strength is.

A hint of determination flashed in the thin man's eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Then according to the steward's words, you can rush to the Tiexing Clan now to bring my decision and invite him to come to the clan to discuss the destruction of the Night Clan in detail." ”

Wan Xiangqing bowed slightly and said, "Okay, little old man, let's go, patriarch, don't worry." After speaking, Wan Xiangqing strode out of the door.

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Time flowed, and in a blink of an eye, it was the time of the afternoon sunset.

Not far behind the Tiehang tribe, there is a water source flowing out of the dark river in the mountains, which has formed a small river here after thousands of years of washing, and the ancestors of the Tiehang tribe have taken a fancy to this small river.

On a big rock by the river, two figures, one large and one small, are sitting barefoot, stretching their feet into the cool river water, holding a bamboo pole in their hands and fishing, so comfortable.

Yang Tingfeng looked at the iron baby who had just rushed over, and said, "Today's class is over?"

Tiewa replied, "Yes!

Yang Tingfeng continued to ask, "What about the little sister?"

"Sleep at home!"

Yang Tingfeng bowed slightly, inserted the fishing rod into the gap under the stone, turned around and lifted the bamboo basket containing his fish from the water, and counted them, there were as many as seven or eight, but almost all of them were small fish two fingers wide, only a slightly larger four-finger carp.

Yang Tingfeng walked to the shore, took out a simple barbecue grill made of a few iron rods, and said, "Tiewa, go pick up some firewood." ”

"Wow! Uncle Yang is going to grill fish again?" Seeing Yang Tingfeng nodding, Tiewa stepped on the shore excitedly and was about to drill into the grass forest on the side.

"Hey, hey, put your shoes on. Yang Tingfeng shouted.

Tiewa walked back quickly, patted the sand on the soles of her feet, put on her shoes and went into the grass.

Since once Tiewa came back from fishing some fish, and was made into grilled fish by Yang Tingfeng, after eating it, Tiewa never forgot Uncle Yang's grilled fish, and even took her little sister to fish every day for a while.

In the end, under Yang Tingfeng's reprimand, he stopped this move, after all, the little girl was only five or six years old, and Tiewa was only ten years old, so if she fell into the river, it would be nothing.

Yang Tingfeng put the barbecue grill on the sand, dug a small pit in front of him, and then took out a small dagger and began to break the fish in the small pit, first opening a small opening between Yu's neck, squeezing out the internal organs, and then breaking the entire fish belly, tearing off a layer of black skin inside, and then scraping off the scales and putting them into a small bucket filled with water.

During the whole process, Yang Tingfeng waved the small dagger very skillfully, and did not cut the bitter gall of a fish, many tribesmen here said that the fish was bitter and could not be eaten, that was because their knife skills were too poor, cutting through the bitter gall, and the bile flowed all over the belly of the fish, which was of course bitter.

After Yang Tingfeng cleaned up all the small fish in the fish basket, Tiewa excitedly got out of the grass, holding a bundle of dead firewood in her hand, and happily ran to Yang Tingfeng's side and put Chai He down.

Yang Tingfeng took out a few sticks of firewood to light the fire first, then used a wooden stick to cut a few long leads, put all the fish together, and put them on the barbecue grill.

A little, with the bottles and cans poured by Yang Tingfeng, a fish fragrance gradually floated out, making the anticipating Tiewa on the side swallow her saliva, and a pair of small eyes stared directly at the grilled fish on the shelf.

The corners of Yang Tingfeng's mouth hooked up a smile, "It's not ripe yet, wait a minute." ”

Tiewa nodded, her eyes remained motionless and continued to look at the grilled fish, unable to take her eyes off.

"The Son of God is so interested! It seems that I came just in time. A slightly old voice came from behind Yang Tingfeng.

Yang Tingfeng's face did not change in the slightest, it seemed that he had already known that someone was coming, "Of course I am in good spirits, but the interest of the noble patriarch is a little poor." Yang Tingfeng teased.

Wan Xiangqing walked to the side of the eldest and the other small, first gave Yang Ting a salute, and then sat down and said: "My Wanxiang patriarch has agreed to your request, you can enter the iron march, and please rush to our clan tonight to discuss matters." ”

A fine light flashed in Yang Tingfeng's eyes, Linlang County was subdued, just around the corner, "Don't worry, eat the grilled fish and leave, do you want to come some?" Yang Tingfeng handed out a small fish that had been roasted to Wan Xiangqing.

Wan Xiangqing was not polite, he took it and ate it, he never thought that the fragrance that came from afar would actually be grilled fish, and he didn't expect that such a fragrant fish was actually made by Yang Tingfeng.

Yang Tingfeng took out another one and handed it to Tiewa, who was already hungry and thirsty, took the wooden lead on the fish and gnawed it.

Yang Tingfeng smiled slightly bitterly and instructed: "Eat slowly, be careful of fish bones." ”

"Hmm, hmm!" Tiewa is now out of time, where does she want to pay attention to Yang Tingfeng, she can only whimper twice in response.

"Good craftsmanship! Miko really lives up to his reputation, even the grilled fish is so delicious. Wan Xiangqing wiped the grease from the corners of his mouth, and stared at the grilled fish on the shelf with bright eyes.

Hearing the old man's stiff sycophancy, Yang Tingfeng almost spit out the fish in his mouth, "Don't pat the sycophants, take it if you want to." ”

A trace of excitement flashed in the old man's eyes, and he picked up the grilled fish on the shelf and devoured it, no different from Tiewa.