Ji Han Grand Commander

Chapter 435 429. Arrangement
Feng Xi's method is very common in later games such as "If you are a brother, come and cut me" and "One knife can kill 999".

Those big brothers who spend money like water originally wanted to become the number one in the server by spending a lot of money, but they found that there was always a thorn in their side, who would compete with them, and the number one was just within the range of "just spending a few hundred more to surpass them".

In addition, the other party might even send a few private messages like "Brother, are you out of money? If you don't have money, don't even think about dominating this server. Just go home and take care of your children." This further irritates the boss.

In this case, the sunk cost is already very high, or the person is really angry, so most of the big brothers will choose to "continue to spend money to defeat him."

After all this, you may have to spend tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of dollars before you can sit on the throne of the so-called "No. 1 in the entire server" as you wish.

The other party had disappeared without a sound and only existed in the eldest brother's memory.

Feng Xi's intention was very simple, that is, to find such a "host" for those dandy boys, so that they could compete with each other in terms of food, clothing and expenses. But behind this host was the entire four states of the Han Dynasty, how could those local tyrants compare with him?
After all this, with the instigation of comparison, I don't know how many of these useless guys can squander all the things in their family. After all, it's not painful for a son to sell his father's land. It's hard to know what these playboys can do when they get too excited.

At that time, Li Yan had not yet realized the seriousness of the matter. Now thinking about it, he really thought too highly of the commander-in-chief. These tricks could not be said to have had little effect, but they could be said to have produced immediate results.

Since Jiangdong came under the rule of the Han Dynasty, many specialties of Jingzhou also came here, such as glass products and some colored glaze products. These things are classic and low in cost, but because they are very beautiful, they are very valuable.

Li Yan randomly found a few sons of wealthy businessmen and had them act as so-called shills to hang out with some notorious children of local aristocratic families.

Du Chun was the third son of the Du family in Jianye, but he was the eldest son. His two elder brothers were both born out of wedlock, so although they worked hard for the family, Du Chun had no respect for them at all.

After all, he is the eldest son, and his father also said that the position of the next head of the Du family can only be his in the future, and no one can take it away. So even if Du Chun walks the cat and plays with the dog every day and acts arrogantly, his father will not say anything, because they have the confidence.

Although the Du family is not a powerful family in Jianye, at least not as powerful as the Zhang family, they are not too weak and can be considered a local tyrant.

"Tsk, these villagers in Jingzhou may not have any other skills, but they did bring a lot of good things."

Du Chun walked on the street, looking at the ever-changing streets. He saw many vendors with Jingzhou and even Yizhou accents hawking things he had never seen before, and he curled his lips in disdain.

Du Chun's target was naturally the local restaurants. Ever since the Han Dynasty took over Yangzhou, the quality of the wine had really improved. It was said that they were all good wines from Jingzhou. Du Chun was fortunate enough to drink them several times. They were indeed much better than the dry and tasteless rice wine. If you wanted strong liquor, there was strong liquor, and if you wanted mellow wine, there was mellow wine.

Du Chun brought a few servants and skillfully came to the local restaurant, ordered two small jars of good wine and some dishes, and started eating and drinking.

After about an hour, Du Chun felt satisfied after eating and drinking. He rubbed his stomach, stood up and walked out. Unexpectedly, someone came in from the door, and the two of them bumped into each other unexpectedly.

"Hey, who dared to offend your grandfather?"

Du Chun was usually arrogant and domineering, so he took a few steps back after being knocked, rubbed his arm and cursed a few words.

"You are such a fairy, why don't you watch where you are walking?"

He cursed back with a standard Yizhou accent, and Du Chun was even more disdainful when he heard the other party's accent. Although the Great Wu was gone, the old and young people of the Great Wu did not have much respect for their former allies.

"You country bumpkin, are you coming to our Jianye to beg for food?" Du Chun spat, showing great disdain for the man outside the door, which ended up making the other person angry.

"You are such a blind man, how dare you speak to my eldest son like that? You don't want to die, do you?"

Before the other party could say anything, a man who looked like a guard next to him started shouting and cursing, and it seemed that he didn't take Du Chun seriously at all.

"Bah, how dare you call yourself a young master? You came to Jianye but you don't know the name of my young master Du Chun. You are just like that."

Seeing the other party's lackey speaking, the lackeys around Du Chun also started to curse back. This matter required equality, and the main person like Du Chun was too disdainful to speak.

"What Du Chun? I've never heard of him before. How dare a poor boy pretend to be a rich man? Boss, bring me a jar of your most expensive wine."

The owner of the other party spoke, but the content left everyone confused. The owner was just an honest businessman, so he naturally didn't dare to offend any of them. He could only follow the request and bring a jar of the most expensive wine in the store.

"Crash!"

The young man with a Sichuan accent, dressed in jewels and with his nose raised to the sky, took the jar of the most expensive wine in the store. As soon as he loosened his right hand, the wine immediately obeyed the law of gravity and rushed straight to the ground.

As we all know, wine jars are usually made of mud or pottery, and they are definitely no match for the ground when they collide head-on. The same is obviously true for this jar of the most expensive wine, which shattered immediately when it fell to the ground, leaving pottery fragments all over the ground, and the wine inside also spilled all over the ground.

"Hey sir, this is a small business, and we can't afford it..."

The store manager saw that his wine was smashed so easily that he thought the other party was just making trouble out of anger, so he rushed over crying and tried to get hold of the young master from Chuanzhong.

"Humph, you look like a poor bastard."

Mr. Chuanzhong snorted coldly, and the next second he took out a gold ingot from his arms and put it directly into the arms of the shop owner.

The shop owner's crying stopped abruptly. He looked at the gold in his arms in disbelief, then looked up at the nobleman, as if he was wondering if he was dreaming.

"Don't look at me. This poor fellow just drank twenty jars of wine. You smash them on the ground yourself. Is that enough money?"

Young Master Chuanzhong snorted coldly, pointed his finger at the table where Du Chun had just swept away everything, and gave instructions to the shop owner with seven parts of disdain and three parts of mockery in his mouth.

"Enough...enough, of course it's enough...quickly, smash them, smash twenty jars!"

The shop owner nodded dully. Just kidding, this heavy ingot of gold would make him a profit if he smashed 200 jars, let alone 20 jars.

The shop owner was afraid that he would not be able to serve this "golden sponsor" well, so he quickly told the shop assistants to start smashing the wine.

(End of this chapter)