Ximen Qing had no choice but to stop and pulled Liu Tuozi up, who was kowtowing: "If you have something to say, please tell me quickly. The business hasn't been done yet!"
Liu Renzhong is no longer the soldier and king of thorns that Ximen Qing just met. After the battle in the afternoon, Liu Tuozi's waist has straightened up, his breath has become smoother, and he has a sense of stability when he raises his hands and feet.{.
"Leader, if it hadn't been for your repeated warnings, I don't know how many brothers' lives would have been lost in Fahua Temple today." Liu Renzhong's eyes were full of gratitude: "I thought it was just an errand, but this time even other brothers' lives were lost.
The leader looks at us a little differently. We are no longer the assassins who don’t want anyone, but the leader’s personal guards!”
"Yeah, ah, that's good." Ximen Qing's mind was filled with images of looking at the stars, and he didn't care what Liu Tuozi was talking about: "Let's talk while walking..."
What a waste of time just standing and talking! Xueer and Pan Jinlian are still waiting for me to see the moon!
"Boss, the brothers have all said that from now on, they will follow the leader wholeheartedly!" Liu Renzhong said as he followed Ximen Qing: "In and out of water and fire, there is no ambiguity!"
"Well, it's all up to you. You are all good at fighting." Ximen Qing responded casually: "There will be a fierce battle with Zengtou City in the coming days. Let the brothers rest early. You should also rest early."
Liu Tuozi did not notice Ximen Qing's handling, but felt Ximen Qing's deep concern. He was moved and said: "I am not afraid of the leader's jokes. I have been a soldier for so many years. This is the first time I have seen a leader care about his subordinates like this."
"Well, it's all up to you." Ximen Qing still said the same thing. Not far ahead was the tent where Xue'er and Pan Jinlian lived, so he hurriedly quickened his pace.
Liu Tuozi also quickened his pace and said: "Chief, our personal army does not have a resounding name yet. When we go to war in two days, we can show it to the public to intimidate Zengtou City."
"Uh... a resounding name?" Ximen Qing stopped and thought for a while: "Then use my name, Chui Xue, um, you guys will call me Chui Xue Soldiers."
"Blood-blowing? What a name!" Liu Tuozi's eyes lit up: "I'll find someone to make a flag and let Zhang Dazui carry it when the time comes. That guy will be strong."
Ximen Qing did not doubt at all whether Liu Tuozi, who could not read a word, had figured out whether it was "blowing snow" or "blowing blood". He hurriedly asked Liu Tuozi to step back, and he walked towards the tent in three steps at a time.
The lamps had been lit inside the tent long ago, and there were two vague figures shaking around. Ximen Qing knew that Xue'er and Pan Jinlian were inside. Thinking of the blessings of Qi Ren, Ximen Qing felt itchy in his heart. He hurriedly stretched out his hand to push the tent door, but the result was that
I found that someone had tied it inside.
Ximen Qing coughed: "Xue'er... open the door for me."
"Sister Jinlian and I are going to bed. Let's talk about anything tomorrow." The little fairy Xueer responded with a little laughter. The two figures were entangled together. I don't know if Pan Jinlian wanted to give Ximen
Qing opened the door, but Xueer held her back or something.
When Ximen Qing was about to say a few words to coax Xue'er and Pan Jinlian out to look at the stars and the moon, a person came out from behind the tent, and the darkness startled Ximen Qing.
If you take a closer look, you will see that those bright eyes and short stature are not covered in fleas, so who are they?
Shi Qian carried a sack in his hand, which must have been a bit heavy, and he dragged it on the ground: "Brother, I have a bag of good things here, specially left for you. I just searched the camp for you but couldn't find it, so I thought you would definitely come here.
So I’ll just wait.”
Looking at Shi Qian, who was getting more and more energetic as the night went on, Ximen Qing was a little speechless. What happened tonight? I just wanted to see the stars. You said something, and he said a few words too, and you didn't want to let anyone pass.
?
Shi Qian didn't know that Ximen Qing was worried, so he came closer and whispered: "These are all gold and silver that the gang of grandsons from Zengtou City robbed. If I hadn't noticed them with my eyes, I would have called someone else."
Picked it up."
"What?" Ximen Qing suddenly became interested: "Third brother, how much money do you have?"
Look, those gangsters from Zengtou City killed people and must have robbed all the money. Unexpectedly, Shi Qian came and took it all back... Ximen Qing thought about the number of people who watched the Peach Blossom Awards.
, I guess this money is indispensable. Although I still have a few thousand dollars on hand, and I spend them like water, it won't last long. The more money, the better.
Do you need to spend money to build your own force on Liangshan Mountain? Take the Chuixue Guards as an example. Each person comes with standard equipment, such as leather armor and fancy guns, all of which cost money!
If you want to open a liquor store in Tokyo and make it bigger, you have to spend money. Why does a store require labor costs, manage relationships from top to bottom, and hold events? Don’t you have to spend money?
Having said that, not only the liquor branch, but also other branches in Ximen Qing's plan must be launched with great fanfare. Only by investing a mountain of money can they get back more money!
"I just took a quick look and carried them back." Shi Qian, the flea on the drum, shook his head and said, "But it looks like there are a lot of them."
"Brother also knows that I am not in the habit of taking money. If I am short of money, I will just find a rich man and steal it. I heard from the second brother that my brother spent money to hire a guard, and this money can be used just right.
"
"Yes, yes! Find a place to count the money!" Ximen Qing's mind started to get excited when he mentioned the money, and he forgot about watching the stars with the beautiful woman. Anyway, there are stars to watch every night, so there is no rush.
Counting money is also an activity that is good for the body and mind! As the saying goes: Count it, and ten years are less!
"Xue'er, Liu Niang, my third brother and I have something to do. Please open the door for me later."
"I told you, Master, please don't come here." I don't know who inside blew out the lamp with a "plop" sound, but the person who spoke was definitely the little fairy Xue'er: "I'm really tired today, in this wilderness.
There are differences between men and women, this tent belongs to us, you go and sleep with Wu Song and the others!"
When Ximen Qing heard this, his teeth itched with hatred. What about the wilderness, what about the difference between men and women?
"Brother, let's go, our tent is not far over there." Shi Qian laughed secretly and pointed to the tent to Ximen Qing.
"Let's go, let's go!" Ximen Qing stamped his feet in annoyance, and walked to the tent with Shi Qian.
The tent was brightly lit, Wu Song was sharpening his knife under the lamp, and Yan Qing looked on blankly, wondering if he still cared about what he missed during the day.
Ximen Qing asked Shi Qian to throw the bag on the table aside, and said to Wu Song: "Second brother, you can just ask your subordinates to sharpen the knife, why do you need to do it yourself?"
Wu Song stretched out his hand to test the blade, shook his head, dipped it in some water and started sharpening it: "These two knives have been with me all afternoon, and they were handed over to my servants to sharpen them. How can they communicate with each other?"
Ximen Qing saw that the knife had broken many teeth in places, and sighed: "I know that my second brother is good at double swords, but I don't have a precious sword at the moment. Even if my second brother is very capable, I can only use this kind of ordinary iron."
Come out six or seven points. When I get the chance, I will definitely find a pair of precious swords for my second brother!"
If Ximen Qing told Sun Erniang of Cross Po that Wu Song had prepared a pair of snowflake iron swords for a long time, it would be too shocking, so he immediately nodded and said nothing.
Shi Qian, who had fleas hanging next to him, had already loosened the mouth of the bag, poured it on the table, and called Yan Qing, the prodigal son, over to help count the belongings. Ximen Qing took a look and found that there were indeed quite a few!
The yellow ones are gold hairpins and gold hairpins; the white ones are silver necklaces with silver medals and silver medals. They are probably the heads and faces of the women who suffered. There are most copper coins in a string, and there are also coins here and there.
There were also quite a few jade rings and bracelets, many of which were broken to pieces, which made Ximen Qing's flesh ache when he looked at them.
If you could take this back to your time, it would be the most valuable thing!
In Ximen Qing's heart, 10,000 grass and mud horses roared past: "These prodigal things from Zengtou City!"
Shi Qian, the flea on the drum, didn't know much about the value of various jewelry, so he just divided the copper coins into piles and counted the coins. The prodigal Yan Qing had been living in Lu Junyi's house since he was a child. What kind of beautiful jewelry had he never seen? He was about to press the jewelry
The prices were divided into high and low prices, and the lowest ones were piled into a pile, waiting for Tang Long to melt them into gold and silver nuggets; the better ones were sorted out and explained to Ximen Qing in detail.
Seeing that the prodigal Yan Qing was obviously very skilled, Ximen Qing couldn't get involved at all. After listening to Yan Qing for a while, he became a little tired, so he asked Yan Qing to make a book, record it, and keep it for later.
use.
Of course Ximen Qing would not be stupid enough to go among the suffering women with jewelry and ask. Anyway, Zengtou City had robbed them and they had been mixed together for a long time. Shi Qian got it from Zengtou City again.
, has long since had nothing to do with the original owner.
"Money is all around, why not stay with the people who need it most?" Ximen Qing thought a little shamelessly, and counted the jiaozi and copper coins with Shi Qian. It felt really good!
There were about 3,600 guan in jiaozi, and there were 60 or 70 guan in the bunches of copper coins. Not many were scattered. It is estimated that the soldiers in Zengtou City were in a panic and had not cleaned the battlefield properly.
"Well, it's not without a little help." Although Ximen Qing was a little disappointed, he thought on second thought that no one can carry thousands of coins around like him, and even a few dozen coins would be too much to see a peach blossom belt.
On the side, Yan Qing moved quickly and kept writing in the book: "Brother Ximen, the top and bottom of this jewelry have not been completely cleaned, but it looks like it has at least seven or eight thousand pieces."
"Seven or eight thousand guan!" Ximen Qing almost didn't laugh out loud. This can be regarded as a big tonic. With the copper coins handed over, he almost broke through the million guan, which is faster than what he copied from his father-in-law Wu Qianhu.
The family property needs to be much more!
Ximen Qing suddenly felt like he had made money. He could make money by fighting this war! With this extra ten thousand guan, Ximen Qing could train his own Fuxue soldiers! He could even flex his muscles in Tokyo!
Although he felt that it was wrong to look forward to the war, Ximen Qing was full of interest in the upcoming battle in Zengtou City!