It's not scary to travel through a book, you can change your fate as a cannon fodder by yoursel

The apprentice that Nie Feng found was a handsome scholar of about fifteen or sixteen years old. Through the introduction, it was discovered that he was the youngest son of the old housekeeper of the Nie mansion, named Nie Xiaotong.

This man was indeed smart and well-mannered. He quickly became familiar with Weng Xiaoxiao and kept calling her "Mr. 10, Mr. 10, Mr. 11" all the time.

Weng Xiaoxiao first briefly explained what the job entailed, then found a copy of each report and explained the meaning of the data in it. The basic knowledge involved accounting reports, data statistics, and analysis methods was really complicated, and it was really difficult for a novice to get started. There was no systematic textbook, so Weng Xiaoxiao could only impart this knowledge according to her own logic.

You can't remember just by listening, so I also taught Nie Xiaotong the study method of taking notes. Write down what she said with charcoal, then think about it carefully later, and ask questions if you don't understand.

This is what is called "the master leads the way but the practice is up to the individual. How much one can learn depends entirely on the student's thirst for knowledge and ambition.

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"Boss, the cucumbers are growing well. We have already picked a batch." Lao Liu said with a smile.

The cucumber seedlings are growing well, with lush green leaves. The cucumbers are all covered with thorns and look extremely fresh and tender, making Weng Xiaoxiao envious.

"Uncle Six, you can leave a shed for the cucumbers to grow, and you can pick the others when they are only a foot long and make pickles."

"Okay, I'll follow the boss's arrangements."

After harvesting rice, Lao Liu's family left the paddy fields and firmly contracted the few acres of greenhouse vegetable fields. He had a mysterious trust in Weng Xiaoxiao and believed that growing vegetables would make more money. Sure enough, the fresh vegetables grown in winter were high in price and easy to sell. The key point was that he didn't have to worry about how to sell them, because the workshop bought them all.

"Xiao Kong, send the grown cucumbers directly back home. Pick them and send them back. I want to give them away while they are fresh."

Cucumbers are a rare commodity in winter. Even if you have money, you can't buy them anywhere. We'll send some to the Ouyang family, and some to Magistrate Qian. Although Mr. Nie has no female relatives in his backyard, he has many female friends. We'll send them to him and let him distribute them however he wants.

Of course, Weng Xiaoxiao herself also likes to eat, and when she thinks about giving gifts to make friends, she won’t be treating herself badly.

When the output increases in the future, these wealthy families will be the big customers for buying fresh vegetables in winter, so publicity must be done in advance.

Precious cucumbers are planted in the greenhouse, and other vegetable fields are also not idle, growing common vegetables such as radishes and cabbages. There are both high-end and common pickles. Now the monthly net profit is over a hundred taels.

"Uncle Liu, send two taels of silver to the families of those people in the caravan as a token of sympathy. They are all fine, but the road in Mobei is blocked by heavy snow, and they are trapped there. Tell everyone not to get too excited."

Liu Yuan clasped his fists and said, "I want to thank the boss on behalf of these families. When I received the news, I went to each family to tell them. They all said that as long as the people are fine, it doesn't matter whether they come back or not. Even if the main labor force of the family is not here, they still live a good life. They are all grateful to the boss and no one has any complaints."

Weng Xiaoxiao nodded and pulled her cloak closer. It was really cold.

"Auntie Liu, we need to arrange the progress of the workshop. We still need to give everyone a few days off during the New Year to rest."

Aunt Liu agreed with a smile. The workshop had been going smoothly for a long time and she no longer had to worry so much. This was much better than taking care of the old and the young at home. Even her son and daughter-in-law became more respectful to her.

"The end of the year is the busiest time for money houses. I'm afraid I won't be able to come before the New Year. If you need anything, you can handle it on your own. If you are in trouble, go find Aunt Feng. Thank you for your hard work. I will increase the price of the New Year's red envelopes by 10%."

Everyone will be happy if they can get more money.

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Mobei

Yang Shuo had been lying in this snow cave for three hours. His legs and feet were so cold that he had lost all feeling. He only dared to move his feet slightly so as not to stand up suddenly and lose control.

He took the flagon and took a sip. The strong liquor passed through his dry throat, burning the organs it passed through until it flowed into his empty stomach, causing a spasm.

"General, have some bread." Chunhe, the personal servant, handed over a piece of cold, hard bread and a small piece of dried meat.

Yang Shuo took it, threw it into his mouth, and chewed it with great effort.

Yang Shuo's father passed away in March. He drove thousands of miles to escort the coffin and his mother back to the capital. After mourning for a month, he rushed back to Mobei after the funeral.

Without his parents to accompany him in Mobei, Yang Shuo still felt chilly in his heart even in June. He had no one to rely on and could only rely on himself for everything.

People of the Yang family are born with a heart of steel and are born to be on the battlefield.

Yang Shuo, who returned to the army, acted vigorously and quickly cleaned up the whole army. He dealt with foreign spies without mercy, and even those above him who could not be touched were completely marginalized and could no longer interfere with any of his military deployments.

From the day he first set foot in Mobei, in less than a year, the young commander had absolute control over the army.

Wherever the military flag points, they are invincible.

As the year draws to a close, the nomadic people also want to have a prosperous New Year, but they have no other choice but to risk breaking through the defense line of the Yang family army and plunder supplies from the towns of Daqin.

Yang Shuo had been preparing for such a long time and wanted to win a big victory to boost morale and boost the morale of the army.

After eating a few bites of the biscuit, Yang Shuo found it too dry, so he grabbed a handful of snow and stuffed it into his mouth.

Chunhe turned her head away and secretly wiped her tears. Before coming to Mobei, the general was a noble son of a marquis, a top student of the Imperial College, and a graceful young man. In just one year, he has completely turned into a rough man who drinks ice and sleeps in the snow in the army.

He felt sorry for his master, but he couldn't get any better food.

"General, the enemy's outpost has been surrounded."

Yang Shuo waved his hand and said softly: "Probe again, and make sure to let the main force in before moving."

The scout received the order and turned and left.

More than half an hour later, the soldier came running over and said, "General, the enemy general has entered the encirclement."

"Pass my order, the whole army will attack."

Yang Shuo stood up, pulled out the machete left by his father, shouted, and rushed out first. The former servant, now personal guards, Chunhe and Jingming followed closely behind.

The vanguard camp used trip wires to block the enemy's horses, and the archers took advantage of the situation and fired arrows one after another. After two waves of attacks, the infantry led by Yang Shuo also arrived.

From gathering intelligence, to setting up ambush locations, and then quietly placing thousands of troops into the ambush circle, and successfully luring the enemy into the trap, Yang Shuo put in a lot of effort, and it was only in actual combat that he truly put what he had learned into practice.

The battle lasted for several hours until dark, when the invading enemy forces were completely wiped out. However, the enemy general Moto escaped and his body was never found.

It was a pity that the enemy general escaped, but the long-awaited great victory boosted the morale of the army. The cheers of the Yang family army rose one after another, resounding throughout the land.

Kill one thousand enemies, but lose eight hundred of your own. Even in an ambush, your own side will also suffer heavy casualties. This is the cruelty of the battlefield.

The general naturally did not need to take care of the placement of the wounded and the clearing of the battlefield himself. Yang Shuo rode alone towards the camp.

He finally did it!

He won the battle, a great victory!

When he was tired of running, he jumped off the horse, lay down in a snow hole, looked at the starry sky, and enjoyed the happiness that belonged to him alone.