Datang: Empress mother-in-law sent Li Er to test me

During the delivery of the memorial, Hu Guang left Jingzhao Mansion and returned to Zuixian Tower.

"No!" Leader Yang nodded and left quickly.

Soon, Hu Guang hurried in, wondering, "Brother Zhang, what's the matter?"

Zhang Dun said seriously: "Brother Hu, let me introduce you to a job that will earn you more money than in Zuixianlou."

"Is there such a good thing?" Hu Guang's eyes lit up.

Zhang Dun said solemnly: "Starting today, the food for these 2000 people will be provided by Zuixianlou, can it be done?"

Hu Guang was stunned, and said with a slap in the face: "I'm still a special confessor?"

Zhang Dun smiled and said, "Is there a problem?"

Hu Guang laughed and said, "No problem, but it's just the money..."

"Don't worry, there is plenty of money!"

"Okay, just tell me what you want to eat!"

Hu Guang nodded briskly, but in his heart, he didn't care about the money issue at all.

In his heart, as long as Zhang Dun said he wanted his help, not to mention making money, he was willing to pay for it.

After all, without Zhang Dun, Zuixianlou wouldn't be where it is today!

Zhang Dun said in a slow tone: "Brother Hu, remember, the meals in Pingkang Zhechong Mansion must have meat every day, and the meals should be made in two servings per person, four meals a day for one person."

Hu Guang was stunned and said, "So many?"

Chu Suiliang and Tang Jian also took a breath when they heard it. Are you raising soldiers or pigs?Four meals a day?

Zhang Dun said solemnly: "How can soldiers fight without food?"

Hu Guang thought for a while and said, "Success, I will do whatever you say!"

Zhang Dun hummed, took a pen and paper and said, "Write down the prices of today's ingredients."

Soon, Hu Guang wrote down on paper the consumption of food for 2000 people a day.

"On this day, do you have to eat ten pennies?"

Chu Suiliang took a closer look and couldn't help but gasp.

Hu Guang said helplessly, "Didn't you hear what brother Zhang said just now, four meals a day, and big fish and meat, I hardly make any money here."

"What about bullshit?" Chu Suiliang sneered, not making money?Who would believe it?

Hu Guang laughed dryly, "Actually, I also earn some money. I run a restaurant, not a porridge shed, right, Brother Zhang?"

He glanced at Zhang Dun.

But Zhang Dun looked at the paper with a solemn expression.

Hu Guang's heart tightened, and he asked, "Is it wrong?"

Zhang Dun hummed: "The writing is indeed wrong."

"Then I'll change it!"

Hu Guang said quickly, and then raised his pen.

However, Zhang Dun snatched his pen, held it in his hand and said slowly:

"How can ten guan be enough? At least twenty guan."

Hu Guang: "???"

Tang Jian: "???"

Chu Suiliang opened his eyes wide and looked at him incredulously, you just doubled it?

Seeing Zhang Dun bowing his head and writing on the paper, Chu Suiliang leaned over to take a look, and was immediately dumbfounded.

Zhang Dun crossed out all the prices written by Hu Guang, and re-filled in a number behind.

Chu Suiliang was shocked and said, "Are you making false accounts?"

Zhang Dun shook his head and said, "How can you calculate false accounts? I call it a sufficient budget."

Tang Jian rolled his eyes and said, "Aren't you afraid that the court will find out and tear you apart?"

"That can't be done, we have people in the household department!"

Zhang Dun was happy, Du Zhicao of the Ministry of Households has my father-in-law, and this budget slip must be handed over to the old man of the Ministry of Households.

Can the old man help hide it?

Chu Suiliang and Tang Jian didn't understand why he did this, and it was difficult for Zhang Dun to explain that he did it for the sake of Pingkang.

In a word, the emperor set up the Zhechong Mansion and let him serve as the captain of Zhechong, which seemed to be a good thing.

But Zhang Dun knew very well that if he wanted to make the two thousand soldiers in Pingkang Zhechong Mansion strong enough to fight, he had to keep throwing money into it.

That would be a bottomless pit!

Take flintlock guns and dynamite kits for example. Although the imperial decree states that there is cooperation from the Ministry of Industry, no matter how well the Ministry of Industry cooperates, the money must come from the Ministry of Households, right?

What does the treasury look like?Empty!

How can there be so much money to fill in it?It's just the beginning. What if the Ministry of Households doesn't allocate funds if I want money in the future?

Are you going to find His Majesty?

I'm afraid His Majesty should have a headache at that time!

Therefore, just in case, it is better to prepare money as much as possible in advance, just in case!

As for Tang Jian and Chu Suiliang, Zhang Dun thought about it and decided not to tell them. They will know why they did this in the future.

"Brother Hu, go prepare the meals."

"okay!"

After ordering Hu Guang, Zhang Dun walked into the courtyard and frowned when he saw the two thousand new Pingkangfang soldiers standing in the courtyard.

These newcomers from Pingkangfang were chatting and laughing with each other, neither standing nor sitting.

Zhang Dun lowered his hands, stood upright, and looked at them in silence.

After a long time, the two thousand young people who had been whispering to each other shut their mouths one after another, and looked at Zhang Dun in confusion.

"Ping Kangbo, you are..."

Someone couldn't help but say.

Zhang Dun glanced at him, and immediately said in a calm tone: "Do you know who you are now?"

"You are now a member of Pingkang Zhechong Mansion!"

Zhang Dun glanced over the faces of everyone, and said in a deep voice: "I don't care what you were like before, but since you have entered Pingkang Zhechong Mansion, I have to care."

"Stand still!"

Zhang Dun suddenly let out a loud drink.

The two thousand new recruits stood up straight with their heads held high.

"That's what makes sense."

Zhang Dun's expression eased, and he continued: "From now on, until the meal is served, stand up for me!"

Someone couldn't help saying: "Ping Kangbo..."

Zhang Dun glanced at him sharply, pointed to the government office and said, "If you feel uncomfortable, you can leave now!"

The young man fell silent.

Tang Jian and Chu Suiliang watched from the side with their tongues twitching. Brother Zhang's identity changed very quickly. Not to mention, his few words had already given them a feeling of calm and prestige.

In particular, Zhang Dun stood upright, in the same posture as the two thousand recruits in the courtyard, which was even more awe-inspiring.

A quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour...

Until an hour later, the smell of food filled the air.

Zhang Dun said: "Let's rest where we are."

The two thousand recruits breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the ground one after another, wiping the sweat from their foreheads.

At this moment, the way they looked at Zhang Dun changed a lot, and there was a little more awe in their worship.

Soon, Hu Guang took Bantou Yang and others, and came over with a small table.

A total of five hundred small tables.

The stewed pork and mutton are also quickly placed on the table.

Looking at the food, the two thousand recruits could not help but swallow their saliva, and their eyes became hot.

Everywhere in the yard, wooden barrels filled with rice are placed.

On the table, there are four dishes and one soup.

Someone couldn't help but said: "Ping Kangbo, are all the sumptuous meals for us?"

Chapter 451 I Want Everything From You

"of course."

Zhang Dun put his hands behind his back, and said with a smile: "But you have to remember, after entering the Pingkang Zhechong Mansion and eating Benbo's food, you have to train hard."

"We in Pingkang Zhechong Mansion don't support idlers."

The recruits straightened up one after another, clasped their fists and said loudly, "No!"

Two thousand recruits, in a team of four, sat down around a small table and began to feast.

Zhang Dun, Chu Suiliang, Hu Guang, and Tang Jian gathered around a table and ate with chopsticks.

"What are you looking at me like that for?"

Seeing the three of them looking at him strangely, Zhang Dun asked in confusion.

Tang Jian asked curiously, "Brother Zhang, have you trained in the military before?"

Chu Suiliang said in a deep voice: "The old man also feels this way. You seem to have led the army before."

Hu Guang patted his forehead and said: "Yes, that's the feeling. Look at the appearance of those recruits, they are different from when they came here!"

"No."

Zhang Dun shook his head, "However, have you never eaten pork or seen a pig run?"

"I've read Art of War before."

Tang Jian asked suspiciously, "What art of war?"

Zhang Dun said solemnly: "My art of war."

"I wrote the Art of War?"

Tang Jian, Chu Suiliang, and Hu Guang said in unison.

"Aren't they both Sun Tzu's Art of War and Sun Wu's Art of War?"

"That's right, why haven't I heard of Lao Tzu's Art of War?"

Facing the confusion of the three, Zhang Dun patiently explained: "My art of war is Lao Tzu's art of war."

Oh, you wrote it yourself?

The three of them looked at him in shock, you still know how to write art of war?

Zhang Dun smiled. In fact, the art of war he was talking about was also the mode of modern military training.

Of course, it doesn't make sense to explain it to them, and they didn't come here through time travel.

After eating, Zhang Dun saw that the [-] recruits had also finished eating, so he stood up and said, "Everyone obeys the order and gather outside Jingzhao Mansion!"

"promise!"

Everyone stood up one after another and lined up outside Jingzhao Mansion.

Zhang Dun gave Tang Jian a look, walked out with him, looked at the two thousand recruits, and said slowly: "Today's task is to go out and buy vegetables!"