As soon as this statement came out, everyone in the tent was shocked!

Even Qu Ping, who was firmly seated in the first place, couldn't help but twitch his face.

Ten thousand gold!

What is this concept??

This is a huge sum of money that can be created by a county that does not eat, drink or consume for twenty years!

Mi Fei didn't realize it, clasped her hands and laughed!

"This is so true!"

"If you are betting on your life, if Lord Quyang really fails to fulfill your bet, I will have nothing to do."

"I can't really stab you to death with a sword, right?"

"Ten thousand gold... OK! Just bet ten thousand gold!"

"Everyone, please be a witness for the two of us!"

Xiong Wuliang smiled and nodded repeatedly: "Once a word is spoken, it is hard to catch up... The stakes are quite high, and the testimony of the generals alone may not be enough. Come here, get a pen and paper!"

Mi Fei laughed twice and looked at Xiong Wuliang with a look that looked like a ghost pen: "Just what I want!"

The soldier on the side handed over paper and pen, and the two wrote down the bet and the stake! Ten thousand gold!

Then, Xiong Wuliang took out the bronze seal of Lord Quyang from his waist, dipped it in ink mud, and covered it!

Mi Fei smiled coldly, took out his Zhongli Jun seal, and stamped it as well.

Xiong Wu’s conscience was satisfied.

With such a mark, no one can deny it.

Nobles are all proud of themselves, so who dares to bring shame to their title?

If you deny it, you will be laughed at for the rest of your life.

"General Zhu Guo, you will keep this bet." Xiong Wuliang picked up the parchment and handed it to the long case in front of Qu Ping.

Qu Ping looked at it, nodded and said: "Okay, I will be a witness!"

"Mi Liang, if you can really deliver 10,000 loads of grain and grass within five days, I will not only strictly abide by the bet and urge Zhongli Jun to fulfill his contract, but I will also promote you to an official position!"

Mi Fei sneered from the side and said coldly: "Xiong Wuliang, just wait until you lose everything!"

"What little wealth Xiong Wei has left behind has been completely destroyed by you!"

Xiong Wuliang smiled slightly, looked pleasant, and did not refute.

He turned his head and whispered something into Zhong Hua's ear.

Zhong Hua raised his hands and accepted the order: "Master, don't worry!"

…

The bet said it would be five days, but it wouldn't take that long at all.

After last year's autumn harvest, grain piled up in Quyang County. Even after a whole winter, there was still a lot of surplus.

There is no time to collect the food at all, it can be taken directly from the warehouse and pushed away in a wheelbarrow!

Zhong Hua received Xiong Wuliang's order and hurriedly rushed back to Quyang County in only two hours.

Along the way, Zhong Hua wanted to laugh so much!

Windfall!

Zhongli Jun Mi Fei is such a kind man!

Not only did they give up the supply base to Quyang County, but now they have to spend another 10,000 gold to support the construction of Quyang County!

Why can't there be more kind-hearted people like this in the world!

After returning to the fiefdom, Zhong Hua immediately began to recruit civilian laborers - not for nothing, but for wages. Naturally, the farmers had no reason to refuse the extra income they could earn beyond farming.

Coupled with the collective farm model, the ability to mobilize is greatly guaranteed.

In just one afternoon, thousands of people were recruited.

The grain in the granary was piled up like a mountain, and the peasants packed it in sacks, piled it on a cart, and pushed it away.

Naturally, these grains are not paid in vain - a large amount of materials will be sent to Quyang from all over Chu State, and the inventory will be replenished when the time comes.

Among them, it is reasonable to leave some more as compensation for transportation losses.

In just one and a half days, 10,000 loads of grain were all delivered to the border camp!

…

Mi Fei has been in a good mood these past two days.

I even want to hum a song from time to time...

He had already thought of Xiong Wuliang's deflated appearance... The corners of Mi Fei's mouth raised slightly, feeling happy.

If Quyang County could provide 10,000 gold, he wouldn't believe it.

It doesn't matter, since Xiong Wuliang can't come up with enough money, he can humiliate Xiong Wuliang in public!

It can be considered as a way to regain face for yourself and let out a bad breath!

"Big... something bad has happened!" Outside the tent, a soldier rushed in in a hurry!

Mi Fei was in a good mood and did not punish the soldier who broke in without any knowledge. Mi Fei smiled slightly and said kindly: "Why are you panicking?"

"How is it appropriate to shout loudly in a military camp?"

"If someone else sees it, wouldn't it mean that they would laugh at me, Lord Zhongli, for not being strict in my rule?"

"Stand up and speak slowly."

The soldier lay limp on the ground, his head covered with hair, as if he had seen a ghost!

"I... report to my lord, Mi Liang, Lord of Quyang, has sent ten thousand tons of grain and grass!"

"Send it here...what?!" Mi Fei suddenly stood up! The tea in her hand spilled all over her body.

The soldier cried in a cry: "Ten thousand loads of grain and grass have arrived at the camp gate! General Zhu and his lieutenants are counting the amount of grain and grass!"

The bet between Mi Fei and Xiong Wuliang spread throughout the border camp.

It was a topic that countless soldiers talked about after meals.

An astronomical figure like "ten thousand gold" was used as a bet, which attracted countless soldiers to be fascinated...

Everyone was waiting for the result of this bet, and many good people even opened bets in private, betting on who of the two adults, Qu Yangjun and Zhongli Jun, would win in this competition.

To be honest, most people are not optimistic about Xiong Wuliang. They feel that he is just a playboy who talks nonsense and will definitely humiliate himself in the end!

In five days, not only do we need to raise 10,000 dans of grain and grass, but they also have to deliver it to the border camp?

Impossible! Absolutely impossible!

Those who serve in the army are all knowledgeable people. Who doesn't know what ten thousand tons of food is?

In such a private bet, the odds that Xiong Wuliang will eventually win are as high as 1:30!

Mi Fei's face turned pale: "Nonsense!"

"My lord, I saw it so clearly..." the soldier cried.

Mi Fei was so angry that he took out the whip from his waist and gave it a hard slap: "Take me there quickly!"

…

At this moment, Qu Ping and a group of generals were at the gate of the camp.

I saw thousands of people, each carrying a wheelbarrow loaded with large sacks of linen.

The scene is very spectacular!

Xiong Wuliang also stood in front of the gate of the camp, with his hands behind his hands and a look of pride on his face.

Zhong Hua strode forward, raised his hands to Xiong Wuliang and said, "My lord, I will be lucky to live up to my command!"

The soldier responsible for counting trotted up to Qu Ping with a look of disbelief on his face!

"Report to General Zhuguo - 10,000 dans of grain and grass, exactly the same!"

Qu Ping personally took over a unicycle, pushed it twice to test the feel, and was greatly shocked!

There is such a convenient and easy-to-use transportation tool in the world!

Qu Ping put his hands on his hands and laughed: "With such a sharp weapon, I have nothing to worry about!"

Qu Ping put away his smile and looked at Xiong Wuliang. He actually bowed slightly and said seriously: "Qu Yangjun, I doubted your strength in Quyang County before. My words were very offensive. Please forgive me!"

Xiong Wuliang was greatly surprised.

The majestic General Zhuguo, the best general in the Chu Kingdom.

He actually apologized to a junior like himself.

It can be seen that Qu Ping is also a broad-minded person.
Chapter completed!