Deng Dang and others below were also annoyed. One of them, a rough man with a beard, slapped the table and cursed:

"Hot girl, I've given you good wine and meat, and you're going to play with us like this? If you offend me, I'll chop you into pieces with a knife."

Now you know why Zhao Sanlao asked Deng Dang to negotiate, right? It’s all because others are more capable than others.

The thick man slammed the table, causing Uncle Zhang and Ma Zhong to throw away their bamboo chopsticks. Chen Shuzuo, who was at the head, was also frightened.

He didn't expect that his usual method of inducing appetite would get out of control. At this time, he somewhat realized that although these people were civilians, they were all fierce soldiers who fought bloody battles with swords.

This realization made him a little worried about Wang Gongcao's plan, feeling that the restored people of Xinxiang might not be so easy to control.

After getting rid of these confusing thoughts, Chen Shuzuo from the city also had a straight face. He snorted coldly to Mr. Zhao on the side:

"Zhao Sanlao, this is the way of hospitality in your hometown? Since you don't invite us, it's okay not to drink this meal. Let's leave now."

After saying that, Chen Shuzuo made a gesture to stand up.

At this time, Zhao Sanlao also replied lightly:

"Chen Shuzuo, the five hundred households in our Xinxiang are all soldiers who have just put down their swords. There are many factions in the army and they can't speak. You should be more considerate. In short, if you can do this,

We will definitely not treat Chen Shuzuo badly. Again, we soldiers don’t have so many twists and turns."

After listening to Zhao Sanlao's half threatening and half threatening words, Chen Shuzuo suddenly laughed:

"Look, you too, you have to wait until we finish what we said. What we just said is correct, that is, letting Xinxiang serve this time is indeed the arrangement from above. We definitely can't change this.

But it’s not without control, otherwise I wouldn’t have come to have such a drink, right?”

Seeing that Chen Shuzuo finally started to talk about the topic, Zhao Sanlao stretched out his hand from his wide sleeve again, and he toasted Chen Shuzuo:

"Please Chen Shuzuo, please take pity on my five hundred households in Xinxiang and tell me everything you know."

Then Chen Shuzuo told everyone his plan with a smile.

The specific thing is this.

This time, the total amount of military rations transferred from Xinxiang Eighty-two Ding to Pingyu was 8,400 shi. Such a large amount of military rations was Fupi's two-year reserve, and they were all placed in the county warehouse.

As long as these laborers from Xinxiang go to the county, they can take whatever they want.

But when it comes to the grain survey, things get a little complicated. Because these military rations are not sent to the same granary for storage. Some warehouses are far away from each other and even have to queue up to enter the warehouse.

It's easy to lose time after going back and forth. By then, all the eighty-two people in Xinxiang may be staying in Pingyu for a month or two, and they will have to bear all their own food and supplies for such a long time.

But now, Chen Shuzuo can help you with the operation, that is, he can let you hand over all the 8,400 shi of grain to the nearest granary, and put it into the warehouse directly without queuing.

This combination will save you Xinxiang a lot of trouble.

After saying this, Chen Shuzuo stopped talking and let Zhao Sanlao think by himself.

After Zhao Sanlao had just deceived him, he also saw that the military labor force transfer might really be an arrangement from above. In that case, the mission would not be possible. Unless they, the people in Xinxiang, give up these fields and houses.

Escape from duty, otherwise you will have to do it.

Since Xinxiang is the only choice, Zhao Sanlao has become a lot more rational. The top priority is to minimize the losses in Xinxiang.

The method mentioned by Chen Shuzuo can obviously save Xinxiang a lot of money.

So Zhao Sanlao asked:

"How much does it cost to do this?"

Chen Shuzuo stretched out five fingers.

Zhao Sanlao said nothing, but Deng Dang spoke:

"Five buckets of rice?"

Chen Shuzuo shook his head and sneered:

"Five buckets of rice? What can you do? It's not as good as the county king's salary for a day. It's five stones! And it requires a big stone."

Even though Mr. Zhao was prepared, he was also frightened by Chen Shuzuo's greed.

You must know that the big stone is twice as much as the small stone. In other words, Chen Shuzuo asked them for ten stone meters. Chen Shuzuo's annual salary was only this amount.

Really greedy.

But Zhao Sanlao knew that the price could not be negotiated, otherwise there would be trouble later. So he pretended to be in trouble and gritted his teeth and agreed.

I thought the matter would almost end here.

Unexpectedly, Chen Shuzuo just said the highlight at this time:

"That day when you went to the county to get rice, no matter how much you took, you didn't know anything about it. When you got to Pingyu, you put it into the warehouse according to the amount. When the time comes, you won't be left with an extra cent. Do you understand this?

"

At this time, Zhao Sanlao finally understood what Chen Shuzuo or the people behind them were going to do!

These rats!

I learned that July passed away this morning. I thought I had talked with him last month and learned that his condition had worsened and he had been hospitalized. At that time, he was very optimistic that he would push my novel again after he recovered. I didn’t expect that it would be yin and yang after the holidays.

We are two years apart. I have known Qiyue for four or five years, and I know that he is a senior who takes great care of the underachievers. I had always wanted to meet him in Kunming, but it was a pity that I did not realize it. What a friend in the group said today touched me very much.

.May Qiyue be reborn into the history he likes, become Zhang Shao in his writing, and continue to help the Han Dynasty. Before, he drew it with his pen, but this time he will experience it himself. Come on, you

Yes, let us help the Han Dynasty and return it to the old capital.
Chapter completed!