Great Sui Storyteller

Chapter 526. 525. Force King Sun Simiao
The ferry in Yuqian is not big.

Not even a civilian ferry.

Located on the bank of the Yellow River, its only function was to transport the Huoyu salt mine from the Trichomona vein downstream to Laojunguan.

Therefore, although its scale is large, there are no strangers.

Those who can appear here are all people who rely on this salt mine for their lives.

But now that the salt mine is gone, the big warehouses at the ferry are somewhat empty.

Wherever Li Zhen went, it was basically empty.

However, there are a lot of goods piled up in several warehouses near the ferry, all of which are stones mined nearby.When he came to the river, he also saw the scene of two ships loaded with wood from unknown sources, being unloaded by laborers.

Cui Wanrong did not lie to him.

Even if the people from Laojunguan haven't come yet, the preliminary floor work is about to start.

At that time, as long as the ferry is filled with wood and stone, then the project will start, and as long as there are enough refugees, then it must be the shouts of rammed earth near Yu Qun, right?

He stayed at the ferry for quite a while, watching the unloading of the materials on the two ships before he planned to get up and leave.

He changed his mind.

Now I want to go back to the city, find someone to go to Hejin for me, and call Lao Du over.

Because he gradually felt that the optimal solution for the entire Hedong is actually here.

What the old grandson said that 20 civilians can complete in a year is fart in his opinion.

Now it's the first half of the year, just wait, the world will be in chaos in the second half of the year, where can I get you 20 civilian husbands?
The world is in chaos, first of all, food is in short supply.

And if there is a real mess, according to the strategy of the Cui brothers and sisters, the project will not stop even if they think about it.

why?
Because it is impossible for them to raise these 5 to [-] people in vain.

And these 5 to [-] people are not only civilian husbands, but also the combat effectiveness guarantee of [-] to [-] soldiers in the troubled times.

Therefore, even if he knew that he just had to wait for the tide to ebb and flow and the dynasty to change, Li Zhen bet that the Cui family would not stop working.

These people must be supported in order to add stability to the family in troubled times.

After all, in troubled times, there are too many uncertain factors.

With these people, it is equivalent to having the confidence to live and work in troubled times.

In the same way, besides these aristocratic families, Li Zhen couldn't figure out who could have such ability in the troubled times to make the war-torn Hedong County stable as usual.

Wanting to understand the calculation here, the Taoist stood up and looked at the calmly flowing Yellow River.

what is this?
There is always a way out?

Or is the boat going straight to the bridge?
But no matter what, at least, he saw the dawn of hope.

Isn't this much better than Lao Du copying the [-]-meter-long home net and fishing in the river every day?

The wisdom of the ancestors...

He sighed.

He could really feel the family's ability.

Perhaps, the Cui family can't see so far now, and they don't know what will happen in the future. At best, it can only be called a vague calculation.

But it was precisely because of this that Li Zhen became more emotional.

When the following things happened, when people studied history and found that the Cui family had already made arrangements in advance before the real troubled times came, what a surprise it would be to make everything seamless.

After Jiang Taigong.

Millennium Cui.

Sure enough...it's really not easy.

……

"came back?"

"Yeah. Have you eaten yet?"

"I just ate, have you eaten yet?"

"No... let's eat at night."

Walking into the courtyard, seeing Sun Simiao fiddling with a bundle of dead branches with a guillotine knife that God knows where, Li Zhen asked curiously:
"What is this doing?"

"Concoct all the medicinal materials. God knows how many people in Hedong County will meet with sword wounds or people who are infected by external evils. It's hot, and the wounds are easy to fester. Make some plasters in advance, so that you won't be able to just sit and watch watch them die of febrile poison."

Hearing Sun Simiao's words, Li Zhen gave a thumbs up unconsciously.

The old grandson didn't know what the gesture meant, but he heard the Taoist say:

"Either you say you are a living god, grandson."

"..."

Sun Simiao rolled his eyes, and the dry branch in his hand, which he didn't know what it was called, was almost gone.

He pointed to some things that looked like lumps of dirt on the other side, and after asking Li Zhen to hand them to him, he said:
"How are you with Cui's daughter?"

Li Zhen was taken aback:
"what?"

"..."

The old grandson stopped his hand and subconsciously looked up at him.

Seeing the Taoist's stupid "what are you talking about, grandson" expression on his face, he suddenly sighed:

"Hey……"

But it doesn't break it, it just changes the subject:

"By the way, monk Kongji from the Bodhi Temple came to see Xuanzang just now. He left a few pills and said he would come back later."

"...How do I hear your tone, you seem to know him?"

"Who? Empty silence?"

"Ah."

"Sure."

Sun Laodao looked calm and breezy:

"About seven or eight years ago? Da Huan Dan of Shaolin Temple wanted to improve the formula because he couldn't get the dragon fire. The abbot of their family, Monk Fan, had some friendship with me, so he asked someone to go to Zhongnan Mountain to call me over. Then At that time, Monk Kongji was also there... no, have you seen Kongji?"

"I've seen it."

Li Zhen nodded, and after telling the whole story, Sun Simiao shook his head slightly and said:
"This temper really hasn't changed... I don't know what kind of Buddha he is cultivating if he is so overbearing. But... Xiao Niubi, don't underestimate him, you know? Definitely not a simple character. Underestimate him...you will suffer."

"Of course I know."

Holding a lump of soil in his hand, he found that the lump of soil seemed to be some kind of fruit, and the outer shell could be peeled off.So, Lao Li pinned the outer skin of the soil lump with his fingernails, and said at the same time:
"Just for the sake of Xuanzang's face, I can't underestimate him, right... By the way, you two have had a relationship? I think he has the aura of Sakyamuni who is the only one in heaven and earth. Shaolin Temple Da Huan Dan changed the formula of the pill, and brought you, a first-grade alchemist of the Taoist sect, over there... Can he give you a good face?... Ouch!"

After slapping Li Zhen's restless hand away, Sun Simiao, who snatched the lump of dirt from his hand, rolled his eyes angrily, and then said:

"Of course he didn't give me a good face. What about the group of alchemists in Shaolin Temple... Well, the level is average. But the exquisiteness of the Great Returning Pill makes me feel ashamed. The head monks of their group want to improve , Isn’t it just overthinking one’s abilities. I started to say it, but the empty monk still didn’t believe it. I was young at the time, and I also lost my temper, so I gambled with him.”

"...What are you betting on?"

"Bet on this group of monks will definitely fail. If I lose, I will give him the alchemy of the first-grade alchemy that I researched myself. I will pay him back the alchemy of the pill."

"..."

Looking at Sun Laodao's understatement.

Li Zhenxin said good guy...

Sure enough, the old grandson has a very rigid personality.

So I couldn't help but ask:
"and then?"

"Then? What do you think? I'll lose?"

"..."

The old grandson's head is becoming more and more "light and calm", but this aggressive temperament is too full to be full.

"Their improved Great Returning Pill failed. At that time, I saw something wrong with the pill. Some people wanted to try it on their own, but I stopped it. I said you find other living creatures to try. A group of monks talked to me there. Why monks don’t kill. Later, I asked Da Huang to bite a monkey half dead and feed it with medicine. When the monkey died, there was no bones left, and the bones were eroded by the poison. They were willing to admit defeat ..."

"Ah this..."

Li Laodao, who was just like listening to the story, couldn't help saying:
"Then do you count as killing?"

"...you haven't seen a monkey, have you?"

"Uh……"

"That beast is the most stupid, bullying the weak and fearing the strong. I was collecting medicine in the Qinling Mountains, and the most annoying thing was these monkeys everywhere. If you don't provoke it, it will tease you. After I let rhubarb kill a few of them, the group of monkeys Still holding grudges, take that pickled thing and throw it at me..."

Speaking of this, the old grandson may feel that he has lost his "superior" demeanor, so he explained in a very artificial way:
"Of course, the reason is more because the monkey's extraordinary meridian is similar to that of a human...Human, isn't that the case. Although it is a bit selfish, it is better than testing medicine with a human."

"Okay... okay."

Li Zhen, who suddenly felt that the old grandson had a dark head, nodded, and asked tentatively:

"So, you can refine the Great Repayment Pill?"

"Yes. The premise is that I have a monk to help me... Hey, even if I tell you, you won't understand. Alchemy is very complicated, and it's hard for people who don't have enough knowledge to understand it."

No, who do you say is uneducated!

Li Zhen was speechless.

But I found the old grandson's story interesting, so I couldn't help asking:
"And then? You left?"

"No. What are you going to do? After looking at the prescription, I found that I have a good relationship with Fanxing. When I went to borrow medicine during the plague in southern Henan, Fanxing gave it to me without saying a word. It's not that I don't know what to do. After reading the alchemy recipes, I spent half a day revising them and refining a batch of elixir for them. Although it is not as magical as the Dahuan Dan, it is better because the refining method is simpler and the efficacy is more common. Appropriate. Just treat it as a favor...

Later, Fan Xing kept this pill and named it "Xiao Huan Dan". At that time, the monk Kong Ji's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.From then on, I knew that this monk might have a little wisdom, but after all, he was not as good as an eminent monk, and his achievements were limited.But what I'm talking about is Buddhism. He is not a simple thing, but very strong.You have to control his mouth, understand? "

"Eh~~"

Li Zhen looked disgusted:
"It's like I'm the kind of person who likes to make trouble. Tsk tsk... old grandson."

"how?"

"Sure enough, the stories of the older generation always sound so thrilling. In the first half of your life, if you can publish a book and tell it, I guess it will be very exciting."

"..."

Sun Simiao rolled his eyes.

the older generation?
The calf nose really...

The mouth is too damaged.

(End of this chapter)