"Jia, you and I are friends with each other, I treat you like a brother, and you treat me like this?"

Lu Jia is a good businessman, in business, he has helped Meng Yan a lot on weekdays, and he has also received a lot of funding from Meng Yan.

For businessmen, business belongs to business, and personal relations are personal relations, starting from bartering in ancient times, and then to Wang Hai's establishment of many standards for business, countless businessmen have told the latecomers with the lessons of blood and tears.

Business needs to be rational, buy low and sell high, and earning the difference is what they should consider.

This is Lu Jia's way of doing business, not to be humble and alienated, not to be noble and cheap, as the largest business leader in northern Xinjiang, his reputation, far away to spread the song can be taken out to make a golden signboard.

"Meng Jiwei, a thin ordinary slave, ten knife coins per person, thirty knife coins for a sturdy slave, there is another way, I will personally send you a tribute, a thousand slaves, how much is lost on the way, I will add as much as I give you, guarantee a lot, but the price, one hundred knife coins per person."

Good guy, you really dare to speak, a knife coin and a stone of grain, about 120 catties of millet and millet, even if it is converted into wheat, it is a sky-high price.

He also learned and sold now, and made a set of packages that he casually said, the cheapest one also cost ten knife coins, and it cost a thousand gold to send a thousand people and animals!

What is the concept of a daughter? 100,000 stone of grain, this ruined and depopulated city, although this year's harvest is expensive, but he is not Huang Shiren, and how much grain he planted belongs to the lord.

He was twenty taxes and one, and in the early days, he borrowed the grain of many nobles in the city, which had to be repaid. If this thousand dollars go down, will the canal still be repaired? Is the city wall still repaired?

Ordinary princes were not paid for conscription, and the people were allowed to bring their own food, but he could not do such a thing, and he still had to pay for his wages with some food.

"Lu Jia, are you serious?"

"Meng Jiwei, do the math, how outrageous are the conditions you proposed? It is necessary to have the captive slaves of the dog Rong and the ghost side, these are all strong, and then I will send you a song all the way safely, not only will you have to eat and chew along the way, but also deal with all kinds of robbers, if you encounter other princes who are in a hurry, my own life is in danger! ”

"You still think it's expensive?"

"Forget it, what are you doing with this, I see, you still don't look for me, this business can't be done, it ruins my friendship with you for no reason."

Say it, Lu Jia wanted to leave the camp, and muttered that Meng Wei was slamming the door, whimsical.

"Slow !!"

"I sold fish from you some time ago, how much does it cost?"

Lu Jia froze, turned his head and said with a smile: "General, where is the place to sell the goods so quickly, the catch you provide can barely be worth a thousand gold." ”

After hard work to buy and sell, the money has to be spent before it arrives, Meng Wei is still distressed, this is all saved one by one, so that he can buy armor and war horses for his subordinates in the future.

Chariots cost money, and the purchase of animal power also costs money.

But as the saying goes, people save money and lose, as long as people are still there, the money can still be earned in the future, it's a big deal to be diligent in the future, take more people and horses to sweep the monster nest and the alien beast herd.

"Take it, take it!"

"The old doesn't go, the new doesn't. Lu Jia, you remember it for me, don't think I don't know that you have made a lot of money, in the future, if you are driven, you have to live hard! ”

"I want to listen to Meng Yanwei's dispatch, Lu Jia knows!"

This is the plan of Wu Cheng that day, to buy the remaining slaves of Liaodong or Donglu to complete the task of tribute, this year the great princes have conquered a lot, and every war is the time for the victor to harvest wealth and slaves.

As long as you are willing to pay some price, there is no shortage of people and animals.

For Wu Cheng and others, the monarch's benevolence is not a good thing, but for them, it will not be a bad thing.

When you meet a powerful and benevolent monarch, you don't feel too comfortable, the words of the cunning rabbit dead lackey cook appear in later generations, but it does not mean that you have not counted forward, no such thing has happened.

After solving the slave problem, Meng Wei had a headache and asked the commander to call Deng Chanyu over.

The female general was still quite happy when she entered the camp, full of smiles, obviously very satisfied with the outcome that she could stay in the first formation of the front army, and teased Meng Wei as soon as she entered the door.

"Yo, isn't this General Meng, the last general Deng Chanyu to meet the former army commander."

"Okay, good sister, don't make fun of me, how did I get this military exploit, don't you know?"

To be reasonable, Meng Wei's speed is too fast, two years ago he was an insignificant armor soldier, and now he has become the master of an army.

Whether it is the speed of promotion or the speed of bloodline awakening, it is too fast.

The generals in the army also talked about his past, and various speculations emerged one after another.

Some people say that he is a disciple of the sect, otherwise why would Master Wen be so oriented towards him?

Some people also say that he is a personal disciple of a certain Taoist master, and he didn't have so many strange beasts before, so his reputation was not obvious, but now that all kinds of strange strange beasts appeared, he gradually let go of his hands and feet.

Anyway, no one can really hammer it, each has its own opinion, at least in Meng Wei's own army, most of them are people from the northern frontier.

The generally accepted saying of the Northern Xinjiang soldiers is that General Meng is the first fierce general under the command of Chonghou, and he is the god of war in Northern Xinjiang who was personally excavated and cultivated by Chonghou.

Otherwise, why did the legendary Xingtian in ancient times give the Qi axe to General Meng?

At this time, Deng Chanyu was not restrained, picked up the clay pot on the wooden table and drank tons of water, and only asked when her thirst was quenched.

"Tell me, what did you call me to?"

"Alas, go back, go back to the Chinese army. The front line is not where you should be. ”

Deng Chanyu was a little dissatisfied: "You look down on me? Although my martial arts are a little ordinary compared to yours, but your strength is not blowing in the wind, you can improve, why can't I? ”

Meng Wei was silent, his ability, diligence is one thing, but this thing that can awaken the bloodline by killing strange beasts, can she?

Sometimes he himself wondered if he was the reincarnated body of a human sage, otherwise why would he be so exaggerated.

He hasn't found a suitable opponent to refer to, according to the creatures he has seen to compare, if it is compared with Xiangliu, it is definitely not an opponent, but if it is compared with Kui Long, it should be able to be defeated normally, provided that Kui Long does not fly!

At the same time, he also found a problem.

This "world" seems to be very different from the flood described before.

For example, Wen Taishi's mana is strong, and his ability to defeat the dragon, which is as majestic as a mountain, according to his description, also had a fight with Zhu Yan in the black clouds of Yancheng, and both were defeated.

This realm already belongs to the very powerful Dao True Immortal level.

But if Meng Wei and Wen Taishi are allowed to have a last battle and go head-to-head, it will definitely be an easy victory for Taishi, but if it is a sneak attack from behind and an axe down, Taishi will be killed.

The so-called body protection gangqi, eight or nine Xuangong, or the body of immortals, all do not exist.

If you have to use a realm to describe it, it is a person who has achieved cultivation, and at the end of the day, there is still the concept of life, unless you abandon your human body and specialize in cultivating yang gods or ghosts.

Since people will die, how can Meng Wei be willing to let Deng Chanyu stay on this dangerous front line?

She doesn't have her own pure yang body and blood sacrifice power, relying on her vigorous qi, blood and flames, he can barely withstand the addition of all kinds of calamities, and the mortal body is not good.

"I've never thought of it that way, I don't want you to be in danger."

For this statement, Deng Chanyu obviously didn't buy it.

"I'm also a warrior, a general, what do you mean? Do you think I'm a woman, so you despise me? ”

"I've always treated you as a woman, I've never treated you as a man, but I haven't despised you."

Seeing Deng Chanyu angry, Meng Wei put his hands on Deng Chanyu's shoulders and looked at her calmly.

"Maybe you yourself see yourself as a man, but in my eyes, you are a woman, the sword has no eyes on the battlefield, and now there are many strange beasts in the first formation, and there is danger if you are not careful."

"Go back, hasn't your father Deng Jiugong also been sending letters to let you go back?"

Deng Chanyu was a little aggrieved, she kindly mixed into the front army, thinking that she could help him with something, but this person not only didn't appreciate it, but also drove her back.

"It's not good for you to deceive me with the five-light stone?"

“……”

Good guy, this thing can even smash Kong Xuan dizzy, this has to give himself all his strength, he doesn't dare to guarantee that his head is not as hard as King Jingren.

"You woman, why don't you know what to do, let you go back, you are not a general in our army, what are you doing here?"

Deng Chanyu was so angry that her chest hurt, and she pointed at Meng Wei again and again, and for a while, "you, you, you" for a long time, she couldn't speak.

I can only turn my head and leave, and as I walk, I cursed: "I don't know the hearts of good people, elm heads, good intentions are not rewarded" and something like that.

Lian Yong and Xin Ping, who were standing at the door and waiting, saw the angry General Deng, and they also looked helpless.

"Alas, little young."

"No, ouch, I feel like I'm flustered when I hear it."

"This can't be done, if the two generals break up, it will be a bad thing."

"Xin Ping, you keep watching, I'll go and go back. I'll go find General Zhao. ”

"General Zhao has always been wise, and he can solve the general's worries."

After that, Lian Yong pulled a person to take his place, led the yellow horse and ran outside the camp.

"Report!"

"General Qiyu, General Xiong Kang of the Reconnaissance Cavalry Battalion and General Butterfly Dance of the Wounded Battalion ask to see you!"

Meng Wei, who was sullen in the camp, heard the arrival of the two, and finally retracted his depressed thoughts, and said a little excitedly.

"Come in, please."

As soon as the two entered the camp, Meng Wei stepped forward and took a look at Xiong Kang.

"Brother Xiong Kang recovered quickly, it's only been a few days, and most of his body bones have healed, you know, when I rescued you on the plain, there were not many pieces of good meat on my body."

Xiong Kang can get better so quickly, I think it is the credit of the butterfly dance, this Jiuli Yiren's witch spell is really magical, although it can't bring the dead back to life, flesh and bones and muscles, but it also has this infinite wonder.

"Hmph, you don't need to point to me, I, Xiong Kang, have always been good at talking, and I don't owe favors."

"Now, I've invited my sister. What is there to ask, as soon as possible. ”

Butterfly Dance bowed slightly to Meng Wei, expressing her gratitude for saving her brother.

"Butterfly Girl, I ......"

"I'm ......"

Obviously, he had thought about a lot of questions, but at this time, Meng Wei didn't know how to speak.

Maybe he didn't even find out about himself, but he wanted to know the truth about himself, and at the same time he was afraid to know.

Afraid that the truth is too big, he can't hold it back, and he will fall into endless responsibilities and conspiracies.

is also afraid that the truth is lower than his expectations, if he does not have a certain ability to bless, he dare not imagine how powerless he will be if he enters the overall situation in the future.

"I know what you mean, general and hold your mind, you have been in the realm of no one among the ten thousand armies, and you are also not afraid in the crowd of ten thousand beasts."

"Compared to those children of Northern Xinjiang who died tragically in Fengyang, how lucky are you? Even if the result is not as good as you expected, no matter how bad it is, can it be bad, was it the situation when you fought bloodily in the ring dog pack? ”

Meng Wei listened to Butterfly Dance's calm words and gradually calmed down.

"Meng has been taught!"

Butterfly Wu nodded, a green light appeared in her hand, and her soft and slender hands swam along Meng Wei's arms, one hand touching her chest and the other touching her temple.

Compared with the last resistance, Meng Wei got used to it, closed his eyes, and quietly waited for Butterfly Dance's reply.

"Looks like I guessed wrong."

"What did you guess?"

"It's nothing, it's just that when the Taishi asked me about your bloodline before, I gave two answers."

Meng Wei looked at Butterfly Dance suspiciously, the girl spoke slowly, not in a hurry, it had come to this point, he could afford to wait.

"One is to deny your bloodline. Second, I told the Taishi that it is very likely that your bloodline awakening came from that ancestor. ”

"The ancestor who drilled wood to make fire, and brought light to the tropical Hui people."

"The Suiren."

"But at present, the speed of your awakening is too fast, and when I check it again this time, I think my original guess is a little funny."

Meng Wei's eyes widened, and he looked at Butterfly Dance in disbelief.

What is she talking about? The Fusiliers? How can it be?

No, she said it was funny......

What do you mean? Is there any other explanation?

This difference is 200 words, barely 0.5 in 1, I am 5.5 even more today, cow is not bull?

Praise me, the monthly pass is smashing your face, please don't be polite to me. Fathers!

(End of chapter)