It took everyone several trips back and forth to transport all the fish back to the village. People's excitement lasted until late at night. More than 30,000 kilograms were caught in one catch. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, you wouldn't have dared to think about it.
Early the next morning, Jiang Xingchen waved his hand, and each family shared more than a hundred kilograms, which made the villagers even more happy. The little girl Nier happily hugged Jiang Xingchen's neck and kissed her hard several times.
Jiang Xingchen arranged for Du Rushan to load the remaining fish into a truck immediately and deliver it to the two major restaurants in Hongyuan City. At the same time, he wrote a letter to Mo Hongxian and told her how to make fish soup and home-cooked fish. However, because
Their messenger bird has not returned yet, so they can only ask Du Rushan to deliver the letter on their behalf.
Originally, the old man also had a letter bird, but because the letter bird was flying for the First Army Corps and did not know the other way around, Jiang Xingchen did not ask the old man for it.
What he didn't know was that it was useless even if he asked for it. The old man had written a letter and sent it to Tang Chuxue last night. In the severe winter of ice and snow, more than 30,000 kilograms of fish were caught in one net. Such a spectacular thing did not happen to him
If I don't have sex with Chuxue girl, I will feel uncomfortable in my heart.
In the next two days, the old man was in a very happy mood. When he thought of the surprised expression on Chuxue's girl, he couldn't help but want to laugh.
In fact, his guess was not accurate. After Tang Chuxue received the letter, her first reaction was to joke. A net of 30,000 catties of fish was ridiculous. Especially when she saw the arrogant tone in the old man's letter, she
It feels more and more unreliable.
However, when she finally saw that this method was thought up by Jiang Xingchen and the whole village witnessed it, she began to pay attention to it.
From the very beginning, Jiang Xingchen gave her the sense that no matter what she did, there was no chance of failure. A net of 30,000 kilograms of fish sounded quite mysterious, but he even had guts that could be absorbed by the human body.
Threads have been invented, so what is impossible?
"This old guy, just to impress me, wrote the scene first. He was afraid that I would laugh at his unreliability, so he put Jiang Xingchen at the end... You wanted to surprise me, but unfortunately you thought wrong.
…”
Suddenly, Tang Chuxue seemed to think of something, her voice paused, and an idea emerged uncontrollably.
"Come here! Bring me the map of the junction between Dongxuan Kingdom and Lanyin Grand Duke's territory!" Tang Chuxue ordered loudly.
"Yes!" the soldier responded and retreated.
The topographic map of the empire's border was in the hands of every legion commander. After a while, the soldiers ran in with a large roll of animal skin maps.
The map was opened, and Tang Chuxue watched it carefully for a moment. She pressed her right index finger hard on one of the locations and laughed: "There is a lake here, less than forty miles away from Pingjun City... Wu Tianfeng, now you
Blessed!"
After thinking for a moment, Tang Chuxue immediately wrote a letter. One letter was sent directly to the Imperial Military Headquarters, one was sent to the Dingbei Marquis Mansion in Hongyuan City, and the other one was sent back to the old man.
The three letters were all written by Su Ying, especially the third letter to the old man. Since Su Ying did not know Qingshan Village and could not be sent directly to the old man, she sent it directly to the Dingbei Hou Mansion together with the second letter...
One day later, after reading the letter from Tang Chuxue, the Marshal of the Imperial Capital Military Headquarters stood up and said with some excitement: "Such a thing has happened! It's this Jiang Xingchen again. This kid is really..."
After a short pause, the marshal immediately ordered: "Send a message to Wu Tianfeng quickly, so that he does not have to fight to the death and continue to consume Pingjuncheng's combat power. Their supplies will be sent immediately!"
Seeing his subordinates running out quickly to send the letter, the marshal couldn't hide his joy and couldn't help laughing loudly...
At Dingbeihou Mansion in Hongyuan City, Dingbeihou heard his daughter Wanrou tell Mo Hongxian the plan that Jiang Xingchen told Mo Hongxian, and his gloomy expression in recent days finally eased.
"Give the secret recipe to the nobles who stock up on grains in exchange for selling grains at low prices! Why haven't I thought of this method before!" Dingbeihou shook his head.
"You are too busy these days, so you didn't think about it carefully!" Wanrou chuckled and said, "Actually, even Hongxian didn't think of it! If you just give away the benefits in your hands, it's probably just Jiang Xingchen.
It can be done!”
"Hahahaha... Yes! This kid still has secret recipes in his mind, but he doesn't care! But he doesn't know that if these secret recipes are thrown out, he will make a lot of money!" Dingbei Hou said with a smile.
"Who says he doesn't know! Jiang Xingchen is very smart... I'm trying my best to help you!" Wanrou was a little dissatisfied with her father's attitude.
"Okay, okay, dad said something wrong! Don't be angry, daughter... Of course I know this guy is helping me, and I don't treat him as an outsider!"
Knowing that he had said the wrong thing, Marquis Dingbei quickly patted his forehead to admit his mistake to his daughter. Then he changed the topic and asked: "How are your preparations for the New Year's performance! In this preliminary selection, you have been promoted to the rank of Qing.
Noble, if you are recognized in the New Year performance, dad will immediately promote you to a third-class baron!"
"It shouldn't be a big problem. Although the big drum has spread in the imperial capital, there is no music that can surpass a man's self-improvement. No one can imitate my daughter's encouragement!" Wanrou said proudly.
"Don't be careless. As word spreads about the big drum, there will definitely be many dance groups adapting songs and dances for it. I heard that many groups have begun to recruit men!" Dingbei Hou ordered.
"Don't worry! I'll discuss it with Jiang Xingchen later!" Wanrou said, and then asked her father: "With the food stockpiled by those nobles this time, there should be enough food!"
When this topic was brought up, Dingbei Hou's expression that had just relieved was a little gloomy, and he whispered: "Although the nobles' food hoarding can alleviate the crisis of food shortage, in order to completely quell the panic of the common people and stabilize food prices, we must have
A lot of food investment will do the trick!”
"After all, it is the food that is being snapped up by external forces. They are driving up food prices in other territories like this, so they are not afraid that my father will sue the imperial capital!" Wanrou said with a frown.
"Part of those forces are the children of the nobles who bought the secret recipe in the previous batch! But the big head who made the move first is very mysterious. He bought it in dozens of small portions, and it was impossible to find out for a while... As for the complaint, of course you have to file a complaint.
!But daddy has to stabilize Hongyuan City first. It’s such a mess here, how can I have the time to start a war of words with them!”
Wanrou didn't quite understand what her father meant, and was ready to ask more details.
But before she could speak, a servant ran in quickly and loudly reported: "Master Marquis, an urgent message from the commander of the First Army!"
"Oh?" Dingbei Hou was stunned when he heard this, and he was a little confused: "Why did Tang Chuxue write to me?"
After reaching out to take it, Marquis Dingbei discovered that there were two letters, one of which was for him, and the other one was asked to be delivered to the old man in Qingshan Village.
After opening his letter, Dingbei Hou glanced at it twice before his expression suddenly changed. He stood up and said in a voiceless voice: "This kid Jiang Xingchen actually made such a big noise again!"
"What is it?" Wanrou took the letter from her astonished father and read it, and immediately exclaimed: "Oh my god, he actually caught more than 30,000 kilograms of fish in one net! Is this... real?
?”
Although she and Jiang Xingchen are very good friends and she trusts Jiang Xingchen, such a thing is really unbelievable.
After a long while, Dingbei Hou took a long breath and said: "It seems to be true, it must be a letter written by the old man himself to Tang Chuxue! She is telling me that she wants to borrow Jiang Xingchen... It is probably for the Seventh Legion
Attacking Pingjun City!"
"What!" Wanrou was stunned and lowered her head to read the letter. Only then did she realize what Tang Chuxue meant. She was indeed borrowing Jiang Xingchen's help.
"Let Jiang Xingchen go to the front line, but he is..." Wanrou was obviously not happy.
"What's the front line? It's more than forty miles away. There's no danger at all!" Dingbei Hou explained, "We have to go! This is a major event related to the empire, and it will be good for this kid... Hasn't he been thinking about it all the time?
Expand the territory? This time I can speak for him!"
"Oh!" Wanrou nodded and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Okay! Give this letter to Hongxian immediately and ask her to send it to Qingshan Village as soon as possible..." Dingbeihou's words suddenly stopped, as if he thought of something, he froze there.
"Father, father, what did you think of again?" Wanrou shook Dingbei Hou's arm vigorously.
"Hahahaha..." Dingbeihou, who was woken up by Wanrou, suddenly laughed heartily and said: "I have said before that this kid Jiang Xingchen is my gospel, and it is indeed true!"
Later, Dingbeihou did not explain to Wanrou, who was full of mist, but urged her to find Mo Hongxian quickly. The sooner the letter was delivered, the better.
After Wanrou left in a daze, Dingbeihou excitedly shouted for someone to come, and then asked: "Did the food and supplies sent by the imperial capital to the Seventh Army just pass by us yesterday?"
"Yes!" The subordinate who was called bowed and replied, "They didn't even stay in the city and left in a hurry!"
"Prepare your horses and move faster! It's too late to catch up now!" Dingbei Hou ordered, picked up the pen, quickly wrote a letter, and sent it to the Imperial Capital Military Headquarters...
In the Bauhinia mercenary group, Mo Hongxian, second brother, fourth brother, Sun Sanqiang, and Zhao Danqing were stunned as they listened to Wanrou's narration, as if they had heard the most incredible thing in the world.
"It's true or not. Thirty thousand catties of fish were caught in one net. The surrender of Xuanyuan Tianzong to the empire is more believable than this! Isn't what the letter said to deceive us?" The second brother spoke first.
However, as soon as he spoke, Mo Hongxian slapped him: "Do you think Tang Chuxue, the commander of the First Army and known as the number one youth in the world, would say irresponsible words?"
The second brother grinned and shrank his head, finally not daring to argue.
"So, this matter is true...this is also..." Zhao Danqing searched for words for a long time, but he didn't have the right words to express what he meant.
"Okay, don't talk anymore. This matter is very urgent and must be sent out quickly!" With that said, Mo Hongxian asked someone to bring the letter bird flying to Qingfeng Mountain, tied the letter, raised his hand and let it go.