Seeing that Wang Xuebin was obedient, Wang Dajie also breathed a sigh of relief. As Xin Weng's nephew, how dare he let Wang Xuebin go to the battlefield?

I am afraid that the young man will be arrogant and will not listen to others' persuasion. If something goes wrong, how will he explain it?

Fortunately, this little gentleman is quite sensible, if you ask for credit later, you can just credit him.

Wang Xuebin didn't think too much about it, as long as he can get in touch with the army chief, he will always have a way to make some achievements.

Grain and Grass is located in Shenzhou, at the rear of the war, where the crowd is scattered and not infected by the breath of war.

Wang Xuebin found the transshipment envoy, and after reporting his intentions, he was randomly assigned to a study room, and he was no longer cared about.

The room is full of lists of various supplies, pens, ink, paper and inkstones on the table, and an abacus for calculations.

Wang Xuebin looked at these, took a breath, opened the account book and began to calculate one by one.

......

"It sucks! This shit sucks!"

Wang Xuebin threw the abacus on the wall angrily, and the beads splashed everywhere, falling everywhere in the room.

This time, 20 troops were mobilized for the Northern Expedition, and the attack was divided into four routes. Caizhou dispatched 5 troops, and 2 people have come so far. Shenzhou has prepared 5 people's food and grass for three months, which should be [-] shi , plus the loss of civilian husbands, there should be at least [-] shi in stock.

But Wang Xuebin calculated carefully and found that he was short of [-] shi, that is, the war had not yet started, and the food and grass had been reduced by half!

"Ha ha ha ha! Win? How to win?"

Wang Xuebin leaned on the chair and watched sadly.

In a fate-determining war, not to mention all working together, there are more than half of the people dragging their feet and making a lot of money from this, it is really sad!

He put away the ledger and did not write it down. He also discovered that there is no need for any records in this ledger. Even if he wrote it down, the final fate would be to burn it in a fire, and no one would see it.

......

"The boss, I have a big business, I wonder if the boss will dare to take it over?"

The boss is a wealthy businessman here, involved in all walks of life.

"Oh, I don't know who your honor is?"

Wang Xuebin cupped his fists casually and said:

"Surname Wu, first name You, style name Xibei, from Longgan!"

"Oh, it turns out that he is from Mr. Wu, and I have admired him for a long time!"

The boss said politely, because this man spent fifty bills just to see him.

The banknotes are the banknotes of the Kingdom of Jin. One guan, two guan, three guan, five guan, ten guan five, etc. are called big notes, and one hundred, two hundred, etc. are called small notes, and their purchasing power is not too strong.

The boss looked at Wang Xuebin and asked:

"I don't know what the high officials want to buy?"

Wang Xuebin has a dude look on his face:

"Hey, little place, stock up, I want what you have!"

Seeing his dandyism, the boss laughed and said:

"Lang Jun was joking!"

Wang Xuebin's face changed, and he took out a stack of bills from his pocket, all of which were in denominations of one hundred guan, which seemed to be about [-] to [-] guan, and said sharply:

"Then who is the boss looking down on? Who is the gentleman? Do you think the young master has no money!"

After finishing speaking, he pointed to the boss's nose and said:

"I can tell you, young master, I rarely go out to do errands, and I don't care about money, but you must have enough things. If you delay the important affairs at home, the Jin and Song Dynasties will not tolerate you!"

When the boss heard this, his face became ashen, and he shouted at the man:

"see a visitor out!"

The guy gestured with his hand and shouted:

"Mr. Wu, please!"

Wang Xuebin didn't want others to touch it, put away the big bills, spit at the mouth, and left.

Seeing that Wang Xuebin was gone, the boss returned to normal expression, squinted his eyes and looked at the direction Wang Xuebin left, and said to the buddy:

"Check his whereabouts!"

Hearing this, the man leaned into the boss's ear and said:

"Boss, do you want to..."

There was a gesture of cutting the throat with his hand.

The boss shook his head and said:

"Don't ruin the great event of the Lord!"

On a dark and windy night, with murder and arson, Wang Xuebin stayed up all night and killed three waves of spies, leaving no one alive, leaving mottled blood on the long street.

On the second day, the boss listened to the man's report and was in doubt.

"You mean, none of our people came back?"

The guy was also terrified:

"My lord, all of them have their throats sealed with one knife. This official Wu must be secretly protected by people in the Jianghu!"

The boss thought about it carefully and said:

"You go back to Dajin in person, report to Shangguan, and say that the Wu family in Longgan has contacted us, what should we do!"

The guy nodded, turned and left, leaving the boss to think carefully and make up his mind.

"Come here, please invite Mr. Wu to come over and tell him that we have everything we need here, as long as he can afford it, we will sell everything!"

The Wu family in Longgan was a family of generals, and this time the chief general Wu Xi came from here. He was not only the chief general of the Northern Expedition, but also a young man who was instigated by the Jin people.

That's right, the leader of the Northern Expedition was Erwu Zi, who was rebelled by the Jin Kingdom. After a while, this person would declare himself the king of Shu with the help of the Jin people, leading to the failure of the Northern Expedition!

In a manor, Wang Xuebin looked at the material list in his hand, and a helpless smile leaked from his mouth.

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