"Third brother, how can you not be anxious about such an important matter?"
Zhou Baoyu also echoed: "Commander, Brother Song is right. When it comes to food, we must not be careless!
Anyway, it won't take long, so let's let Brother Song pass the letter to Baotong Jinduo first.
As for other things, it won’t be too late to wait until he comes back.”
Liu Mingzhi raised his eyes and looked at the two anxious-looking people, then waved his hands with a blank expression.
"Brother, Baoyu, this young master is well aware of this matter.
I said there's no need to rush, so you don't have to worry."
Song Qing nodded helplessly and had to put the envelope aside.
"Okay, brother, just listen to you."
Seeing that Song Qing was already convinced, Zhou Baoyu had no choice but to nod his head with a slightly helpless expression.
"Since the commander-in-chief knows what he is thinking, the general will not say anything more."
Liu Mingzhi looked at the somewhat depressed expressions on their faces, shook his head angrily, and filled a glass of wine for the two of them.
"Looking at the looks of the two of you, is this the case?
Those who didn’t know would have thought something big had happened!”
When Zhou Baoyu heard what Mr. Liu said, he immediately put down the tea he had just picked up.
"Commander, the general doesn't want this either. Isn't the general anxious?"
Young Master Liu picked up the tea and tasted it briefly before getting up again and walking towards the map not far away.
"Baoyu, do you still remember what questions I asked you when we were chatting in the pavilion?"
Zhou Baoyu raised his head slightly and thought for a moment, then stood up and walked to Mr. Liu's side and stopped.
"Commander, you asked the general several questions at that time.
I don’t know which question you are talking about right now, Commander, can you give me a heads up?”
"Questions about the situation on the border."
"It turns out that this is the question. Of course the general will remember it.
But, does this have anything to do with food?"
"Of course it is related. How did you answer this young master at that time?"
"The general told the commander that before the general and the Baotong brothers transferred defenses to each other, there had been two heavy snowfalls in succession on the border, and they were all heavy snows.
On the way back to Yingzhou from the border with the soldiers led by the last general, the snow on the official road was almost covered..."
As Zhou Baoyu was talking, his words suddenly stopped, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he seemed to have understood something.
"Commander, are you saying that the road is blocked due to heavy snow and business travel is blocked?"
Liu Mingzhi lowered his head and took a sip of tea, then glanced sideways at Zhou Baoyu with a slightly raised corner of his mouth.
"Have you figured it out? If you know this young master, why aren't you in a hurry?"
"Yes, yes, I finally figured it out.
The commander-in-chief is wise and will eventually wipe out the lake."
Song Qing, who was standing aside, nodded in realization after hearing the words between the two.
The two of them were only worried about food, but ignored the weather conditions on the border.
Now even the snow outside Yingzhou in northern Xinjiang has covered Ma's hooves, and the snow in Xinfu and Beifu is probably also deep.
Not to mention the snow conditions farther north in Beifu and Xinfu, north of Yinshan Mountain and on the shores of Lake Baikal.
If there is no abundant supply of materials behind them in time, the Russian caravan wants to pass through the endless Dalong Kingdom north of Yinshan Mountain.
It is no exaggeration to say that it is as difficult as climbing to heaven.
As long as those caravans from Tsarist Russia were not fools and were beaten to death, they would not choose this season to leave the territory of Dalong and return to their homeland.
Liu Mingzhi saw the gradually soothing expressions of the two of them and silently swallowed the tea in his mouth.
"This is just one of them."
"Third brother, are there any other reasons?"
"Commander?"
“Those caravans from Tsarist Russia have traveled between the two countries many times.
If they had succeeded, they would have already succeeded.
Therefore, there is no need to worry at this time.”
"Handsome."
"Baoyu, this young master just said this for analysis and has no other meaning."
"The end will understand, the end will understand."
"Third brother, I have something to say to you, and you don't know whether to say it or not?"
Liu Mingzhi looked at Song Qing's hesitant expression and nodded without hesitation.
"Brother, if you have anything to say, it's okay to say it."
"Brother Wei wants to say that even the caravans of Tsarist Russia have really secretly brought potatoes and sweet potatoes back to Tsarist Russia.
The final result may not be as bad as what we just said."
"Oh? What's the reason?"
Song Qing put down the tea cup in his hand, picked up the bamboo pole on the side and drew a circle on the huge map.
The location enclosed by the circle is clearly the location of Tsarist Russia.
"Third brother, I have two thoughts about being a brother.
First of all, is the land in Tsarist Russia the same as the land here in Dalong, suitable for growing potatoes and sweet potatoes?
If their land is not suitable for growing potatoes and sweet potatoes.
Well, let's not say that they just brought back some seeds secretly.
Even if they brought back thousands of stones of seeds, their land was not suitable for growing these two kinds of food.
For Tsarist Russia, everything would be in vain.
Secondly, even if their land is suitable for growing these two kinds of food.
However, another question arises, that is, the people of Tsarist Russia, do they know how to grow these two kinds of food?
Brother Wei vaguely remembers Da Long Tai and Yuan..."
Song Qing only spoke half of what he said. He suddenly realized something and stopped immediately.
The first year of Dalong Taihe was the reign name of the former Emperor Wuzong when Li Baiyu was in power.
In front of his third brother, he rashly mentioned the affairs of his previous dynasty, which was somewhat inappropriate.
Liu Mingzhi looked at Song Qing's embarrassed face and instantly understood what he was thinking.
Young Master Liu breathed a sigh of relief and patted Song Qing's shoulder a few times with a smile.
"Brother."
"Hey, third brother."
"Brother, I have never cared about this in my heart.
When the imperial brother was still on the throne, the relationship between the two of us was very deep.
At that time, brother, I thought, as long as the royal brother lives up to me.
Even if this young master is a mess, he must serve the country loyally and help his brother fulfill his father's legacy.
Go all out to help Dalong and help the imperial brother dominate the world.
To establish a peaceful and prosperous age where the people can live and work in peace and contentment and the world can prosper.
To be continued...