Chapter 162: Flickering and flickering

Seven days are fleeting.

Zhang Yun has been rare to be idle these days, and he and Xu Xi have enjoyed a few days of good times with you.

On the day of the appointment, Zhang Yun got up early, dressed and washed, and then came to Quanjude.

This is the place agreed between Zhang Yun and Li Rusong, after a few days of thinking, Zhang Yun has already thought of a way to deal with Li Rusong, and today is to show it to him.

"Your Excellency, you're all ready." The guys in the store saw Zhang Yun coming, and hurriedly greeted him.

Zhang Yun nodded at him and said slowly: "Well, when you see General Li coming, I'll take him to the private room on the second floor." ”

After the little second smiled and responded, Zhang Yun didn't pay attention to him anymore and ran directly towards the private room on the second floor.

It was still early in the morning, and Zhang Yun leaned on the railing of the private room, enjoying the scenery of people coming and going on the street.

Today, the scorching sun is in the sky, and pedestrians are speeding up their pace, so that they can reach their destination quickly and suffer less from the scorching sun.

A man selling melons on the side of the street attracted Zhang Yun's attention, the man was wearing a short coat, revealing his tendons and flesh, and the dazzling sunlight shone on his body, making him sweat profusely.

Even so, the man still shouted hard: "Watermelon, big watermelon, sweet and crisp big watermelon." ”

From time to time, he still pulls pedestrians, vigorously selling his watermelons, even if he is sweating profusely, he is still smiling.

Seeing this situation, Zhang Yun couldn't help but murmur in a low voice: "The poor shirt is single, and I am worried about the cold weather." ”

Isn't this man who sells melons the same as the old man who sold charcoal at the beginning?

As soon as he thought of this, Zhang Yun shouted with a smile by the window: "Hey, melon seller, send two watermelons to taste." ”

The man raised his sweaty face, smiled at Zhang Yun, and then picked two big melons and came towards the private room on the second floor.

"My lord, these are all fine watermelons, you can taste them." With that, he took out a watermelon knife and slashed it.

Then, the watermelon revealed a red melon pulp, and the man smiled and handed Zhang Yun a piece of melon pulp.

Zhang Yun took it and put it in his mouth, and suddenly felt that his mouth was full of sweetness.

"Well, yes, yes."

"How much more do you have, I've got it all." Zhang Yun said with a smile.

When the man heard this, he almost knelt down for Zhang Yun, and replied tremblingly: "My lord, do you really want them all?" ”

"I still have more than 300 pounds."

"Bring them all to me."

"By the way, you send these things directly to Zhang's mansion." Zhang Yun said softly.

Immediately, without asking the price, he directly took out an ingot of ten taels of silver and handed it to the man.

The man took it tremblingly, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

"What? Not enough? Zhang Yun said with a smile.

"Enough, enough."

"Thank you, thank you, thank you." The man hurriedly kowtowed to Zhang Yun.

These 10 taels of silver are enough for his family of three to spend for a year.

Zhang Yun waved his hand to get him up, and then asked, "By the way, what's your name?" ”

"The little one's name is Wu Fu, a villager from Wujia Village in the capital, and he planted some watermelons at home, and took advantage of the good weather to bring them to the capital to sell."

"Make some hard-earned money."

"Do you grow a lot of watermelons in your village?"

"Many."

Zhang Yun heard a lot of output, and he also moved his mind to pull them.

"I'll find you a place to live first, and I'll take someone with you tomorrow to go home and have a look."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Yun asked the man to send the watermelon home first.

Soon after Wu Fu left, Li Rusong arrived with a few henchmen as promised.

"Mr. Li, I haven't seen you for many days, but it's still glorious." When Zhang Yun saw Li Rusong, he immediately smiled and complimented.

Li Rusong chuckled and said, "Where can I compare to Chang Ningbo's current demeanor." ”

"Oh, by the way, is Chang Ningbo's illness better?"

Both of them knew what was going on with the disease, but they didn't break it, and everyone was ugly.

"It's better, I couldn't even go down to the ground a few days ago, and today just happened to come to see General Li." Zhang Yun put on an appearance of recovering from a serious illness.

"Hmph, I believe you're a ghost, you look like you've just been sick." Li Rusong scolded in his heart.

On the surface, he smiled when he heard this: "Chang Ningbo, when will you return my four thousand war horses." ”

"As for the interest you mentioned, I don't want it."

"Eat first, eat first, and I'll take you to see it later." Zhang Yun said with a smile.

Then Zhang Yun and a young maid brought up the roasted whole sheep, and several lieutenants unconsciously swallowed their saliva when they smelled the smell, and they were about to do it.

"Ahem....." Li Rusong coughed a few times.

Only then did several lieutenants realize that they had lost their temper, and hurriedly put away the appearance of the starving ghost just now, and sat up straight, but their eyes did not take off the roasted whole sheep.

Zhang Yun secretly laughed in his heart, and then smiled: "Generals, please hurry up, otherwise this dish will be cold." ”

Several lieutenants cast inquiring glances at Li Rusong, and Li Rusong nodded with difficulty.

At the beginning, several lieutenants pretended to be Sven, and after eating a few pieces, they directly released their true nature and began to devour them.

"Mmmm, delicious." The sound of admiration came out of his mouth.

Li Rusong was ashamed and whispered to Zhang Yun: "My subordinates who are not successful make Chang Ning Bo laugh. ”

"Mr. Li, please try it too." Zhang Yun tore off a piece of meat and handed it to Li Rusong.

Li Rusong also wanted to know what kind of magic this thing had to make his subordinates lose their temper so much.

He gently picked up the lamb and put it in his mouth, and his mouth was surrounded by a delicious taste.

This mutton has a little less flavor and a little more tenderness, which makes people want to stop.

Li Rusong tore off two or three pieces one after another, and before he knew it, a sheep was quickly eaten.

"Hiccup!" After eating, a few people also burped, patted their stomachs, and looked satisfied.

Rao is based on Li Rusong's cultivation, and today he is also out of shape.

After eating, Li Rusong still did not forget the purpose of this trip, grabbed Zhang Yun's hand and said with a smile: "Chang Ningbo, after eating, shouldn't we do business?" ”

Several subordinates turned red, as the saying goes: "The mouth of eating people is short, and the hands of people are short." ”

There are those who just finish eating other people's food and urge others to pay back.

Zhang Yun was not annoyed, and led a few people through the long street to the horse farm of the Changning Army.

In the stables, at this time, all of them were replaced by Zhang Yun with war horses that had just been sent back from Ningxia, and each war horse was carefully selected, and they were all war horses as high as 1.5 meters.

Li Rusong naturally saw the extraordinaryness of these war horses, and looked at Zhang Yun expectantly: "Chang Ningbo, how many of these war horses do you have?" ”

Zhang Yun replied with a smile: "A lot." ”

"However, most of them are in Huamachi, and they are being bred at this time."

Li Rusong heard this, and there was a slight disappointment in his eyes.

"Isn't Chang Ningbo Bo teasing Li?" Li Rusong pretended to be angry.

"Mr. Li misunderstood, I want to breed your war horses with these horses first."

"In this way, your war horses in Liaodong can also get a better bloodline."

After Li Rusong heard this, he was a little moved, most of his war horses in Liaodong were about 1.3 meters, which was already tall.

If everyone can meet this standard, then wouldn't he be able to reach a higher level in Liaodong Iron Cavalry.

Thinking of this, Li Rusong's eyes were full of heat.

Seeing that he was moved, Zhang Yun began to flicker: "If the adults left some more horses, it would naturally be better." ”

"What? Impossible, absolutely impossible. Li Rusong hurriedly refused.

I came to ask for a horse, if I sent a horse to Zhang Yun again, if this was spread out, I would not be laughed to death.

Zhang Yun retreated, and then said: "Then your war horses, I will definitely send them to Liaodong for you in the future, rest assured, they will definitely not be worse than these war horses." ”

Li Rusong nodded at this time, and agreed with Zhang Yun's statement.

Zhang Yun said with a smile: "I am going to call this plan for cultivating war horses a plan like a song. ”

"In this way, to commemorate General Li's contribution to the cultivation of Ming war horses."