Amin looked down on Fan Wencheng in his heart, he felt that Huang Taiji was just evil, so he would listen to the nonsense of this southern barbarian. Even though he was whipped by Huang Taiji several times for insulting Fan Wencheng, he still enjoyed it.

“…… Acting chaotically in what they do, so they are motivated to endure and gain what they can't ......"

Fan Wencheng is like a traditional quail literati, using the method of spiritual victory to defy Amin. Enduring a step of calm and calm, a step back from the sea and the sky, he always imagined that one day, everyone suddenly discovered their own value in the face of the great victory of the Houjin Kingdom, and also knew how much he had endured humiliation. Then these people were ashamed of what they had done in the past, but they themselves forgave them graciously.

But the Yongtai warehouse can't give them to them, which is related to the success or failure of the Great Khan in Korea.

Amin didn't know, but Fan Wencheng knew.

They are partnering with North Korea to smuggle grain, and without North Korea, freezing and starvation would be the end of the day. He also had in his bosom a letter from Hwang Tae-gil to the king of Joseon:

“………… Rice millet is not enough to make ends meet...... I hope to increase the number of people in the city, so as to help the poor, and see the friendship of harmony............"

"Bakosh, don't mess with that Southern Barbarian's subordinates, come over and be the master's minion."

Amin came out a little angrily this time, he couldn't see Huang Taiji so arrogant. Especially after Huang Taiji buried Azig's biological mother, Amin was a little disheartened, but a little unwilling.

In the end, Xiao Wu'er beside him gave him a notice. "Erbeile might as well go to North Korea and pull the king of North Korea off the dragon chair, we can be the king in North Korea, and we can live a good life of talking and counting for a few days. Maybe you can even break your wrist with your cousin. ”

Done! Then go to North Korea. I can't say that Amin came to North Korea with less than a thousand people, who knew that he coincidentally met Fan Wencheng who also went to North Korea on the way.

Fan Wencheng was worried that the high-profile and arrogant Min Beile would rashly appear and affect the overall situation, so he left this master in his team and offered him good food and drink. But who knew that he had just arrived in Hanyang, and he hadn't been born for a few days, and he didn't know who he was poking at, but this master fell in love with the business of Yongtai Warehouse again.

Looking at the guys who were kneeling on the ground, after a long time, Amin also felt bored.

"This king has no money, you first give this king 10,000 taels of silver from the counter."

The guy under the leather whip looked at the shopkeeper Bakosh, and the shopkeeper Bakosh looked at Fan Wencheng.

Here's another whip down:

"Fan Zhang Kyoto said just now, this Yongtai Warehouse in Hanyang City will be the king's from today on. Look again, this king has pierced you in the eye with a whip, and he has not hurried to get money for this king. ”

Bakosh said pitifully:

"10,000 taels of silver is a lot of money, and it's not convenient for you to carry it. Otherwise, let's send a guy here to follow you, not to mention anything else, as long as it is the consumption in this Hanyang City, you consume in front, and he signs in the back. Lord, do you see? ”

"Then Fan Zhangjing follows me, Zhang Jing's official words are good, unlike me, my eldest brother asked me to learn, I really can't write a word, and it will not be good to read the wrong number of words when the time comes."

Fan Wencheng gritted his teeth, "It's not that the minister is unwilling to accompany Baylor, Bakosh, hurry up and get ten silver tickets of one thousand taels from the account for Baylor's expenses in the past few days." ”

Finally, he persuaded this master to leave. Fan Wencheng realized that he had been kneeling for too long, and his legs were numb.

"Fan Ye, Fan Ye ............" At this time, a few guys next to him dared to come forward to support him. They are all slaves, but no one laughs at anyone, but Fan Wencheng is usually not bad, and he takes good care of their family in Shengjing, and he doesn't want to be Erbeile, and he will kill if he wants to fight.

"If you have nothing to do, go and do your job."

Fan Wencheng remembered Huang Taiji's eyes before leaving. There's still a handful of heat left. Amin, Amin. Do you still think that you are now the ruling four Baylor who are high above?

Fan Wencheng smiled. Fellow who doesn't read, I don't know if you're not only Huang Taiji but also a thorn in Dorgon's flesh now. After all, Houjin had to abandon some people before it could become a great dynasty.

"Master Fan? Fan Ye? Fan Wei, who was a distant member of the clan around him, whispered to himself beside him.

"I made an appointment with Lord Li Yuanyi, and I will be at the Four Seas Restaurant tomorrow night."

"Four Seas Restaurant?" Fan Wencheng was a little puzzled, he had eaten all the restaurants in Hanyang City and the princes and nobles of North Korea, and he had never heard of this one.

"This year ago, it was said that it was moved from Ying Tianfu as it was, and now it is the most expensive place in Hanyang City, and a person for dinner is at least ten taels of silver."

"Ten taels of silver?" Fan Wencheng froze. "Is this a money grab?" The ginseng that I worked so hard to harvest was only fifty taels at a transaction price of fifty taels with North Korea, and I ate it in one meal?

Looking at the stunned Fan Wei, he waved his hand without any waves.

"Stand down, I'll go over tomorrow and see for myself."

To be honest, his current attitude towards Da Ming is a gritted hatred, even more than ordinary post-Jin people. The more he did it, the more he was able to clear his identity.

Yue Wenqing was originally prepared to endure hardships, but he didn't expect that the conditions at the dock monitoring point were quite good.

The man who greeted them greeted them to the lighthouse by the pier and gave the North Korean locals who had come with them a farewell to the guard.

"The person in charge of the watch at the lighthouse in the center of the river every night overturned on the shore in a small boat yesterday, and not only died himself, but also poured two jars of good lamp oil into the river." The person in charge of the handover has a blank face, as if he is telling someone else's story.

"It just so happened that it was your turn to queue up, and your price was to spend your own money to make up for the two-cylinder lamp oil, and it was difficult for the provincial officials to do it, and you had to ask for punishment. Got it? ”

The North Korean intermediary nodded, he had been doing this for more than a few years. It turned out to be working for the Gu family firm, and was specifically responsible for spying on news. His wife and children had already been brought to Shanghai County by the Gu family's fleet, and when they heard that they had been reregistered, they had no worries.

So, Yue Wenqing stayed on the lighthouse, surrounded by the two little brothers he chose.

The location of the lighthouse is very good, directly opposite the wharf of Yongtai Warehouse. Not only can you clearly see every ship docked on the pier, but if you use a monocular, you can also clearly see the number of carriages coming in and out of the Yongtai warehouse.

"One hour, one hour. The number of ships, carriages, and other noteworthy things are written down in the notebook, and the rest are all right to sleep. "Yue Wenqing's plan to settle everyone.