After time travel, my best friend and I exchanged supplies and became a rich woman

"Tuk-tuk-tuk."

Song Ke, who had parked his horse, knocked on Chen Dongyue's courtyard door.

When waiting for the door to open, he subconsciously looked around.

But after looking around, he remembered that his wife lived in the yard.

Although they are not actually married, but they are called husband and wife, why would he feel so guilty about being a thief? !

I don’t know why Chen Dongyue is looking for him today. Could it be...

Thinking of this, Song Ke suddenly puffed up his chest with a heroic expression on his face.

Chen Dongyue came to open the door. When she opened the door, she saw a man standing as if he was about to go out and walk in the square next second.

She looked Song Ke up and down, and whispered, "Are you going to fight to kill the enemy or something? Come in quickly, I'm talking to you about the gold."

Oh.

That's it.

Song Ke straightened his chest and instantly felt exhausted.

He followed Chen Dongyue into her room.

"You...just stand." There was no stool in Chen Dongyue's room, and she thought Song Ke's clothes were too dirty, so she could only be rude.

Fortunately, Song Ke doesn't care about this.

"Ask someone to help you get some tables and chairs tomorrow," he said.

"That's what I meant," Chen Dongyue nodded, then waved to Song Ke, "Come and have a look."

Then, she pulled out a package from the pile of clothes at the end of the bed.

Opening the package, there were forty-eight gold bars for Song Ke.

"There are ninety-seven gold bars in total. I will take forty-nine, and you will take forty-eight. Are you okay with that?" Chen Dongyue asked, looking at Song Ke, whose eyes were straight with gold bars.

Song Ke didn't answer. He just muttered softly, as if talking to himself, "Is this... so many?"

"How's it going?" Chen Dongyue's face was full of pride, "You won't suffer a loss by following my sister, right?"

"I don't suffer a loss," Song Ke squatted down, pulled out a dozen gold bars and pushed them to Chen Dongyue, "but you suffered a loss. If it weren't for you, we wouldn't have been able to find the gold, so you should get more."

"That's okay," Chen Dongyue is not someone who likes to pretend to be polite, "Since you insist on giving me more, I'll take five more.

But you have to talk to me first about how much you plan to share with your subordinates.

These people from our village all agreed at the beginning that if they had money, we would all share it together.

The best thing is that no matter how much you score, I will score as much as possible, and we try to be consistent. "

"Whatever I share, how much do you share?" Song Ke asked again.

"Yes." Chen Dongyue nodded, feeling that this man looked a bit like his brother.

Although he looks a bit fierce on the surface, in fact he is still a bit dazed in his heart.

Song Ke thought for a moment and said as if he had made a big decision: "Then let's give each person five taels."

....."Can you pick more?!" Chen Dongyue couldn't help shouting.

"It's already a lot," Song Ke didn't understand the point of Chen Dongyue's shouting, "lower-level soldiers only get five taels of silver a year. These soldiers I brought are considered middle-level soldiers, and their pay is only ten taels a year.

In the Beilin Army, even if someone is killed in battle, the pension is only one year's salary.

Our mission this time is quite simple, and only two middle-level soldiers, Kong Jie and Ling, were slightly injured. Five taels... is already a lot. "

"The compensation for death in battle is only five taels, ten taels?!" Chen Dongyue was very shocked, "Fifty taels for one life, this is too..."

Chen Dongyue couldn't say the word "little".

After all, human life cannot be measured by money.

But the Beilin Army's pension is indeed too small, right? !

"The five taels have to wait for the military department to issue it," Song Ke said in a dull voice, "The pension money from three years ago has not been issued yet."

"It's too much." Chen Dongyue was filled with indignation, "We should let the children of those adults go to the battlefield, so that they know how difficult it is to defend the army!"

Song Ke said nothing.

Just looking at the gold in front of me, I was a little stunned.

It's bitterly cold in the north and life is hard. What those who sacrifice their lives for the country get is not as good as one percent or one thousandth of what those who secretly enrich their own pockets, smash, smash, loot and burn in violation of the law get.

However, he didn't agree with what Chen Dongyue said.

"The young masters from your adults' families also come to the North to gain experience and gain seniority." Song Ke stood up and sighed deeply, "When people come to the army, it's just a formality. Sometimes they don't actually do anything. It’s better than trying to do anything.”

"Yeah...yes." That's the good thing about Chen Dongyue. She won't be stubborn when hearing other people's opinions that are different from her own. "I'm not afraid of the rich second generation not doing anything, but I'm afraid the rich second generation will act randomly." ."

"That's the truth."

"Since life as a soldier is not easy, and our money is an unexpected windfall, how about we discuss how to give more to your brothers who have been through life and death?"

Anyway, Chen Dongyue would never be able to get rid of five taels of silver.

"Then just ten taels." Song Ke compromised.

"Too little," Chen Dongyue was still dissatisfied, "How about fifty taels?"

"...You have to know that the annual salary of a seventh-grade official is only fifty taels?" Song Ke couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Chen Dongyue nodded, then shook her head, "No, you can't give rewards to officials based on their annual salary.

You have to think about it, how much extra money can a seventh-grade official make throughout the year?

By the way, aren't you seventh grade? Don’t you still know the secrets here? "

"Me?" Song Ke pointed at himself, "So far this year, I haven't received my military pay, and I've been paid twenty or thirty taels."

"... He's really promising," Chen Dongyue rolled her eyes at Song Ke, "If you don't count, let's just talk about the Jining County Magistrate. How much extra money do you think he can get in a year?"

"It doesn't matter how much you take, the prince has already sent people to arrest them." Song Ke retorted in a low voice.

"...Ahem," Chen Dongyue was at a loss for words because she felt that she was not very good at giving examples.

So she chose to act arbitrarily, "I don't care. Anyway, I have already thought about it. For those who come with me to suppress the bandits, each person will be given fifty taels. You can take care of it yourself."

"Then five taels." Song Ke gave it back.

Chen Dongyue was so angry that she slapped him on the shoulder, "You can be a human being! It's not easy for Kong Jie, Chang Wu and the others!"

The two of them went back and forth for a while, arguing, and finally Song Ke compromised and had to agree to reward each of his men with thirty taels.

As for whether his subordinates would be unhappy if they found out that Chen Dongyue gave him fifty taels...Song Ke said that if he wasn't happy, he could just give him thirty taels.

If it weren't for the fact that his shoulders and elbows were almost photographed by Chen Dongyue, Song Ke actually felt that thirty taels was too much.

He plans to save the remaining money and slowly subsidize it into their daily expenses.

In addition, some of his colleagues who fought with him in the Northland were disabled or dead. None of them received any compensation.

He also wanted to use the money he got to help them secretly.

Song Ke believed that as long as the generals of the Beilin Army did not change, the gold he received would eventually be used up.

Are you stupid to be a soldier?

Silly.

Of course he knew it too.

But isn’t this done?

It seems that Song Ke can't do it either.

There are still so many people in the North who have been invaded by the barbarians.

In Liaozhou Prefecture, there are still so many bandits looting everywhere.

As a soldier, he asked for nothing but a clear conscience.

Seeing Chen Dongyue wrapping the gold into the package for him, Song Ke stepped forward and held her hand, then took ten more pieces of gold from the package and stuffed it into Chen Dongyue's quilt.

"I don't owe anyone in the army," Song Ke whispered, "but I owe you.

I have been away from home these years, but you helped me send my father away, raised my younger siblings and Jun Lan, and supported my mother.

I don’t have much else, so you’d better get more gold bars.

Thanks...thank you. "

After saying that, Song Ke didn't wait for Chen Dongyue to speak, and threw the small backpack containing the gold bars over his shoulder~~~~~

The untied bundles fell apart, and the gold bars scattered all over the floor.

One piece hit Chen Dongyue squarely on the forehead.

Chen Dongyue snorted: "Oh!! Good boy, you will repay kindness with hatred!!"

She covered her head and squatted down.

Frightened, Song Ke quickly put aside the cloth bag in his hand and squatted down to look at Chen Dongyue.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't know the baggage wasn't tied properly. Are you okay?" Song Ke's voice sounded very panicked.

Chen Dongyue covered her head with tears streaming down her face. She just wanted to raise her head and scold Song Ke a few more words, but there was a sound of 'tuktttttt' coming from outside the door.

"Dongyue, mother saw that the lights in your room were still on, so she laid a chicken for you..."

As Song Haopo's voice came from the door, both Chen Dongyue and Song Ke were startled.

The two of them looked at the gold bars scattered on the ground at the same time.

The door was slowly pushed open.

Chen Dongyue's brain didn't have time to think, so she pounced on the gold bar.

But Song Ke was thinking the same thing as Chen Dongyue.

But his movements were a beat slower than Chen Dongyue's.

Ever since.

Song Haopo, who was holding the soup bowl, opened the door and saw the scene: her daughter-in-law was pushed to the ground by her son.

The old lady held the soup bowl, made a sound, and then quickly closed the door again.

Her voice, slightly trembling because she was too excited, came from the door, "Mom, mom doesn't know you are here... what, the ground is cold tonight, you, you should stay in bed.

Mother, no, this is, no, mother is gone, gone... You guys, take your time. "

Song Haopo didn't know what she was talking about at this moment anyway.

The old lady's hand holding the egg custard was shaking violently.

As she walked, she subconsciously picked up the spoon and poured egg custard into her mouth.

"Amitabha, Amitabha, old woman, I didn't see anything. Please don't get any needle holes tomorrow..."