Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Head of the Nan Family

"Young Master, according to your orders, we have carefully searched the range of more than thirty miles in the Weeping Blood Valley!"

Leng Zhuo raised his head, his eyes moved away from the weapon with complex lines on the table, if someone who knows the goods sees it, he will definitely guess that the weapon on this paper is a spirit soldier design drawing, yes, Leng Zhuo is designing a spirit soldier, compared to the gun spirit weapon, the creation of the spirit soldier is relatively simple, the formation, the rune research is profound, it is not as good as creating a spirit soldier with his own hands, even if it is the worst spirit soldier, but as long as it can be successful, it is a huge victory for Leng Zhuo.

The battle path is obviously not suitable for Leng Zhuo, a traverser who can't complete the spiritual ritual, and the Hundred Generals Diagram is enough to make up for the lack of battle, but although Leng Zhuo doesn't need to fight in person, it doesn't mean that Leng Zhuo doesn't need strength, and becoming a top array mage has become Leng Zhuo's goal.

"And what about your findings?"

"There are seven small and medium-sized tribes, the largest one has about eight hundred barbarians, and the smallest one has three hundred, the largest of which is built in a mountainside cave, and most of the rest are built in streams, jungle clearings, and there is also a resume on a tree branch, but it was almost missed!"

"Oh, is that mountain far away, can the stones on the mountain be used to make stone bricks!" Leng Zhuo did not calm down after sending off his grandfather and Old Man Nan, there was a lot of preparation work in the early stage, and the barbarians were a very important part of it, and before the Leng family developed, manpower was very critical, especially when a large number of goods were transported, the defense of the Weeping Blood Valley was particularly important, even if it was not possible to build a majestic castle at once, but at least two or three meters high walls had to be built as soon as possible.

"It's about five or six miles away from the Weeping Blood Valley, although the mountain is not big, but the mountain is composed of bluestone rocks, which can be excavated, but there are at least more than three hundred barbarians who can fight the tribe on that mountain, and there may be brute beasts among those barbarians, plus the location of the cave is steep, it is not easy to take it down, and even if it is captured, it is not easy to mine the bluestone and transport it back!"

"First from a young age, I will let Zhao Yun and Li Yuanba join you to bring all the soldiers and horses that can be drawn from the territory, and the second grandfather didn't bring back a batch of ordnance and armor, and distribute them all and catch them alive as much as possible!"

After Leng Zhuo finished speaking, he remembered another thing and said, "Didn't you say that you know someone who understands the language of the barbarians, and someone invited it?"

"Well, this seems to be a bit difficult, although that person is talented, but he is greedy for money and lustful, and he is lazy and hardworking, I heard that he came to us, and he refused directly!"

"Really?" Leng Zhuo was not surprised, even if he was not greedy for money, not lustful, or lazy, as long as he was not stupid, it is estimated that no one would be invited by the Leng family to serve the Leng family, because the Leng family is typical of what they want, not to mention money, even if they have no future.

"I know, I went to gather people and prepared to sweep the tribe of those barbarians, by the way, how is the prison prepared for those barbarians!"

"It's already digging, it should be able to catch up with use!"

"Well, get your hands ready and start sweeping!"

After Leng Chen left, Leng Zhuo stood up from the chair and stretched comfortably, and at this time, there was a knock on the door: "Come in!"

Li Ya'er walked in with hot black tea and snacks, looked at Leng Zhuo who was stretching her waist, and said with a smile: "Young master, you're tired, eat some snacks and rest for a while!"

"Yes. Leng Zhuo came to the window, where the sun was shining, sat on the rattan chair, ate a snack, picked up the black tea, took a sip, and then raised his head to Li Ya'er, who was standing beside him, wearing a housekeeper's skirt and a white apron on his chest, and said, "Ya'er, your craft seems to have improved a lot, sit down, I just have something to ask you!"

Li Ya'er showed a joyful smile on her face, obviously caring about Leng Zhuo's praise, sitting on the rattan chair opposite, and said with a smile: "Young master, what do you want to ask!"

"Hehe, you can be regarded as the housekeeper cultivated by the second grandfather, responsible for the accounts of the weeping blood valley fiefdom, I just ask how much we can use on our books!"

Li Ya'er obviously had a bamboo in her mind, and said without the slightest hesitation: "Well, there are 5,0096 gold, 8 silver, and 29 copper in the fiefdom, and there are about 12,136 units of new grain, and 45,327 units of old grain (one cubic meter is one unit), and in addition, the most of them are wood, about 800 wood! There are also more than 300 units of iron ingots, and there are miscellaneous ones, and the number is not very much!"

"It seems that we have a lot of food, it should be enough to feed thousands of people!" Leng Zhuo said.

"Well, there is a large surplus of grain produced in the territory every year, because the nearby fertile fields are very fertile, so the grain on our side cannot be sold at a price, and even if the grain we produce is sold at a low price, there will be no grain shops, and the brewing workshop will buy it, so there will be a lot of accumulation in the warehouse every year, and those moles will be cheapened for nothing!"

Li Ya'er snorted a little angrily, her delicate nose was slightly cocked, Leng Zhuo looked at it and smiled: "Then if you buy some food, can you buy it!"

"Of course we can, in fact, there are only so many big nobles who can't get along with our Leng family, if we buy it with money, we can naturally buy it!

"That's good, now I'll give you a task, to purchase last year's old grain from several noble territories near us, I think this price shouldn't be very expensive, try to buy as many as possible, and if the warehouse is not enough, build a few more!"

"But young master, what are you buying so much food for, we are not short of food!"

"Hehe, it's going to be short soon, just do it!" Leng Zhuo said with a smile, in Leng Zhuo's thoughts, the Weeping Blood Valley will gradually become a castle-like town, and the already small area will gradually decrease with the development of commerce and trade, and the arable land will gradually decrease, and sooner or later the grain will have to be purchased from outside, of course, this is a matter of later, but at the moment, with the sweep of the barbarian tribe, more and more barbarians will be captured and used as slaves, and in southern Xinjiang, whenever there is a big project to be built, it will be when the barbarians will be unlucky.

Oh, Li Ya'er nodded and agreed.

Two days after Leng Invincible left the fiefdom, several horsemen ran from the north to the south from the official road, all the way to the Wailing Blood Valley, the first one was the leader of the Nan family's generation, Nan Linfeng, who had just inherited the position of the head of the family, passed through the gate of the Weeping Blood Valley, entered the Weeping Blood Valley, and entered the village along the dirt road.

"Young master, the head of the Nan family has arrived with someone, and he is waiting below at this moment!"

Leng Zhuo sighed, put down the architectural drawing of the Weeping Blood Castle that he was designing in his hand, design and planning are Leng Zhuo's profession and old business, and with the first batch of barbarians being imprisoned in the underground prison, Leng Zhuo had to hurry up and make systematic planning for the Weeping Blood Valley.

Nan Linfeng's age is not young, but it is the golden age of life, he himself is also the second earth spirit scholar in addition to the old man of the Nan family, it can be said that the future is bright, Nan Longyun sent his son over, and he is also the contemporary head of the family, which makes Leng Zhuo admire this apricot forest skill, it seems that in addition to medical skills, this old man is also very good at dealing with people.

"Uncle Nan, I didn't expect Old Earl Nan to send you over, which makes me a little flattered!"

Nan Linfeng laughed out loud and said: "You kid, but you are a flamboyant learner, although in terms of seniority, I am a generation older than you, but when my old man went out, he spoke, let me not take the shelf of the elders, so you don't have to be restrained, we are now in a cooperative relationship, regardless of size!"

Leng Zhuo smiled and said, "Then I'll overstep, but before that, Uncle Nan will go to wash the dust and rest for a while, and then let's talk slowly, how!"

"There's no need to rest, but the ashes of this body have to be washed, you wait for me for a while!"