"No alcohol?"
On this day, Li Fan, who was about to pull the other party to drink again, received such an answer.
So he looked shocked.
Sima Changkong's face turned slightly red, and he wanted to speak but stopped.
But in the end, I touched the back of my head and said a little embarrassedly: "In this sea of ​​confenyun, I don't have many people to do with, so I didn't prepare much."
"Brother Li has been here to visit for some time..."
Li Fan calculated with his fingers and said in surprise: "I don't think that time has passed so quickly, and a year has passed in a blink of an eye."
He said apologetically: "Since Brother Sima thinks I'm disturbing you, it's time for me to leave."
"But before that, please tell me the raw materials for brewing the wine. I'll pick some for my brother..."
Before he finished speaking, Sima Changkong's face turned red and he waved his hand quickly: "Brother Li said that, it's not me who complained, but..."
Sima Changkong wanted to explain, but for some reason, he shook his head and gave up dejectedly.
"Forget it, Brother Li, wait for me at home for a few days. I'll go back!"
After saying that, he hurriedly left without waiting for Li Fan to respond.
"This Sima Changkong is also a wonderful person." Li Fan looked at Sima Changkong's back and sneered.
Although he had never gone out this year, Li Fan was not ignorant of what happened outside.
The clone of Qing'ang was busy with a lot of trouble.
Let’s not mention many miscellaneous things for now. The most important thing is the monthly [list of monks recruiting].
That's right, even though Cong Yunhai's strength was already weak, the headquarters of the Immortal Alliance still issued a recruitment order.
Fortunately, considering the actual situation of Cong Yunhai, most of the monks recruited do not have to go to the battlefield in person.
Basically, they are involved in logistics and operation work.
Having said that, no one can guarantee whether the scale of the war will suddenly expand again and then be affected by the fish.
Therefore, no one wants to be recruited to Tianlingzhou.
Arrangement of work on this list naturally becomes a difficult task.
Originally, this matter should have been decided by the secret word Li Fan.
Li Fan "goes in seclusion". Theoretically, the confidants authorized by Li Fan should discuss and make a decision.
But He Zhenghao is a good-looking person, while Gao Yuan is very particular about being good at everything and being versatile.
Neither of them would want to do such offensive things.
It would be fine if the other party died on the battlefield. If he did not die and returned with military merits in the end, wouldn’t he have made a mortal enemy with others for no reason?
So the two found the relatively introverted "Zhou Qing'ang" privately and asked him for help.
Of course, "Zhou Qing'ang" refused in one go.
He had no reason to take over this basket of errands.
But soon, He Zhenghao took out his killer weapon.
"Fellow Daoist Zhou, look here." He mysteriously took out a scroll and unfolded it in front of "Zhou Qing'ang".
"Liu Yihang, ten million contributions."
"Zhou Peng, 800,000 contributions."
"Sikong Yi, with a contribution of 300,000."
...
Li Fan swept through several familiar names on the scrolls, was stunned for a moment, and asked knowingly: "What is this?"
He Zhenghao coughed lightly: "This is the contribution list of my recruitment plan last year."
"The year has arrived, and it's time to return the principal and interest. Fortunately, I have a secret to give me guidance. When the price of stockpiling materials has risen to more than three times, I have gradually removed them all."
"In the end, it was sold all about..."
He Zhenghao paused, and his face showed an unconcealed look: "314.57 million contributions."
Li Fan took a deep breath and said, "It's so much? I only heard that all the supplies on the battlefield are in short supply, but I didn't expect the prices to become so outrageous. Wanxian Alliance doesn't care about it?"
"How to manage? You are willing to buy and sell together. If you don't want to, you can't buy it! Anyway, the more preparation you have, the more vitality you have on the battlefield. If you don't buy it, some people will buy it!" It is completely different from what you felt a little panic a year ago. He Zhenghao was very dissatisfied with "Zhou Qing'ang"'s reaction and said indifferently.
Li Fan just shook his head slightly and no longer commented on this matter.
"So? Fellow Daoist He showed me what this means?" Li Fan asked after looking at the scroll again, pretending to be inexplicable.
He Zhenghao and Gao Yuan looked at each other, then looked around, and set up a hidden magic array.
Then I felt relieved.
He took out a pen and circled five names on the scroll.
Then they drew a heavy stroke on these five names.
Li Fan then suddenly realized his mind and exclaimed: "These monks fell in the Battle of Tianlingzhou!?"
"Speak quietly, speak quietly!" He Zhenghao was startled and quickly stopped Li Fan who was shouting.
"This matter is unreleased. I also saw that Fellow Daoist Zhou, you are your own person, so I told you." He said with some complaints.
Li Fan nodded repeatedly, saying that he could save himself.
"In other words, no one has claimed the principal of these people now?" he asked whispered.
He Zhenghao's tone showed a hint of excitement: "Yes. I secretly asked for it. The people I circled out were undoubtedly dead on the battlefield in Tianlingzhou."
"And, they didn't leave any will."
"The total contribution of the five people's principal amount is 330,000, plus the dividends they deserve..."
Li Fan quickly interrupted his words: "It's not a three-fold increase, why did he get 300,000?"
He Zhenghao snorted: "300,000 yuan is still a secret to make the adults be kind. Only after adjusting the dividend ratio can there be so many."
"According to the original agreement, you only need to give a profit of 50% of the principal every year."
"But he is merciful, so I don't have to say much."
"In short, these sixty-six contributions are now unparalleled."
"As long as fellow Taoist comes forward to help solve this matter, it will belong to you." He Zhenghao said with temptation in his tone.
"Zhou Qing'ang" was obviously moved.
However, he was still a little hesitant.
"It won't be discovered, right? It's a bit of a taboo to be greedy for money."
"And, does the secret envoy know about this?" Li Fan asked intentionally.
He Zhenghao's eyes flashed and he patted his chest and promised: "Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Zhou, the list of people involved in the fundraising is top secret, only a few of us know it. It will never be leaked."
"And I also asked the Secretariat, and he said I could handle this matter by myself." He Zhenghao said with confidence.
"Yes..." Li Fan stared at He Zhenghao and looked for a while.
It was not until the other party felt a little creepy that he looked back.
"Since that's the case, let me leave this matter." Li Fan agreed.
Chapter completed!