The Little Cook's Wealthy Counterattack

"How are things going?"

Jiang qianxia is eating melon seeds. The casino manager stationed in the military camp is red. With a little pride and ridicule in the corners of his eyes, he reports with his hands.

"Big shopkeeper, as you expected, there are a lot of people below who are not comfortable! There are also rich and poor soldiers in a military camp. Moreover, there are so many places where they can get oil and water. Naturally, it is more likely to be with good people."

"Those who used to be honest or have no background and ability are now empty of money. They don't have a good face. They are more and more afraid of being sent to the front line to die!"

"Our guys only secretly tell them that the promotion position is not theirs, and they hear that Jin zaizawa talks wildly after drinking. In the future, they want to find the soldiers at the bottom who have lost the least. That's a panic and dare not make a statement!"

The shopkeeper became more and more excited, fuzhang exclaimed: "big shopkeeper, how did you know that those officers would trouble those people spontaneously, and our rumors without evidence directly became irrefutable evidence?"

Jiang qianxia looked at the inexplicably excited shopkeeper and said sadly, "I said old Chen, you have been fighting with them honestly for so long. You haven't been vague about the person who should calculate. Why do you still ask me this now?"

"Officers are vested interests. If they don't help Kim Jae Ze, who can make himself rise, solve the trouble and flatter him, will they still help the mud legs at the bottom? Isn't this a joke?"

"Koryo is different from our Daqian. The army belongs to your majesty. The commanders are only temporary commanders. The military achievements and promotion of generals are still in the hands of others. In the Shenwei army, that is Jin zaizawa's YiYanTang. Whoever he lets go up and whoever he lets die, it can be the same?"

Patting the debris in his hand, Jiang qianxia stretched lazily, looked at the bright sunshine outside the window and said faintly: "these dry things every day. Since the food and grass of Shenwei army is almost bottomed out, help them clean up."

The shopkeeper nodded and said with a little worry: "but, big shopkeeper, the guy sent really doesn't need to arrange a retreat? In case of being caught, our people will feel distressed when they lose..."

"... that's true. When you leave, take a ghost slave. The ghost slave has sharp hands and feet. It can't be found by ordinary soldiers. Even if you find it, it's easy to kill. Take the white phosphorus powder and sprinkle it on the grain and grass. You don't need to ignite it. The current temperature is enough to burn itself."

"If Jin zaizawa finds that grain and grass are burned, he has no way to come to us for trouble. What if we ask for money?" The shopkeeper asked again.

"Then give it to him. Don't wait for him to ask for it. As soon as the food and grass are burned, you take the initiative to find him with your silver. We are people who provide charcoal in the snow. Send a large amount of silver and let him send someone to buy food. When you can't buy it, you know what to do."

The shopkeeper left contentedly. When he went out, he didn't forget to sigh with everyone in his hand. Their big shopkeeper really had no choice but to play with people's applause. It's awesome!

Jiang qianxia, who was not interested in this little trick at all, complained that the weather was strange this year. It was winter, and the sun was still dry. He wrapped his little blanket in a recliner and stared out of the window.

With the boundless afternoon tea, as soon as I came in, I saw my master's haunted appearance, slightly frowned and said faintly: "master, this side is almost over, and soon we can go back to Daqian."

Wrapped in a small blanket, Jiang qianxia turned over and said, "yes, I can leave this broken place soon. It takes so long to come out every time. I'm really upset..."

During the dry season, I didn't feel that when I left the "country", the sense of occlusion that the news was not smooth was like a thick blanket covering my nose. The sense of suffocation drove Jiang qianxia crazy.

Out of Dachan, there were no fast messengers and no dense and convenient news network. During her stay in Korea, she could hardly receive any news from Dachan, because the two countries were stationed at the border, and the exchange of news could only be transmitted by ships at sea.

She has never missed the phone so much. No, don't talk about the phone. Let her send a telegram. She may be happy to faint!

"Alas, is the science and technology tree of Shihui hall right... Although food is the foundation of a country, it's reasonable that if there is radar and radio station at this time, the soldiers of Daqian will crush who is not the Kung Fu of a meal..."

He habitually ignored the words his master said he didn't understand. He put down his tea and told him carefully.

"Master, it's estimated that trouble has happened these days. I'll go to the border myself at that time. You must pay attention to your safety and let the ghost guard you all day, you know."

"I see... Just you."

In the blink of an eye, two days later, when the sun had just risen to the center and the casino was full of people, a thick smoke went straight to the sky.

"Fire! Grain and grass are on fire! Come and put out the fire!!!"

The warning gong sounded loud. Jin zaizawa, who was happily counting silver, stood up and pushed Meiji on his leg to the ground. Without wearing her shoes, she quickly walked outside and looked in the direction of stacking grain and grass.

This time, Kim zaizawa sat down on the ground.

"It's over, it's all over..."

Jin zaizawa knew that under such thick smoke, grain and grass could not be saved.

He has been hiding his gambling on grain and grass. Now so many people come to fight the fire, he can't hide it.

Vaguely, he looked back at the account book that fell on the ground, and a few lights appeared in his eyes.

"Yes, there isn't much food. What if it's burned? I've made so much money these days. If I have money, I'm afraid I can't buy food?"

As if the ledger had become his pillar, Jin zize held the ledger in his arms and his hands trembled slightly.

After less than half an hour, the pro guards reported that all the food and grass had been burned, and the whole army had only a little food left for cooking tonight. In other words, the Shenwei army would run out of food tomorrow.

"General, what can we do? All the other grain accounts are empty. If we can't get grain tomorrow, it will be a big deal!"

Jin zaizawa's face turned white and suddenly said ferociously, "the big fart is not good! The food can be burned in the daytime. Can't we get out of the water at night?"

The soldier was stunned and didn't understand.

As soon as he pulled the soldier in front of him, Jin zaizawa came close to his ear and said in a low voice: "you find two people with strict mouth and sharp skills. Go and burn some other empty grain tents at night and pretend to be running away!"

"Well, how did the guards get around?"

A touch of ruthlessness crossed the bottom of his eyes, and Jin zaizawa said coldly, "they don't guard strictly. Naturally, they will die in their duty."

Pro Weiser shrank a little, didn't dare to face Jin zaizawa's wolf like eyes, bowed his head and went out quickly, almost bumping into the shopkeeper who was walking in.

Hold your pace and look at the impersonal Pro Wei in surprise. The shopkeeper arranges his clothes and walks in. When he sees Kim Jae Ze's appearance of choosing people to eat, he immediately takes out a thick stack of silver notes from his sleeve and respectfully puts them in front of Kim Jae Ze.

"General Jin, if such an accident happens suddenly, you can go there. Don't worry. If the villain says something beyond, the casino can't open these days without your help. At this time, the villain and the casino naturally can't stay away."

"This is a ten thousand Liang silver note, a big dry silver note! Take it first. When I buy food and grass tomorrow, I'll put some on it. The villain has repaired the book and reported the situation to the master. I believe he can collect a sum of urgent money for the general in a short time!"

Feeling that Jin zaizawa's momentum gradually became mild, the shopkeeper dared to raise his eyes and said with a righteous attitude as far as possible: "don't worry, no matter what happens, the casino will stand with you and help each other in the same boat!"