Film and TV time travel: reselling supplies as soon as the end of the world

Zhou Yang picked up the optimized Nine Yang Manual and started reading it again. After half an hour of reading, he gave up. He still didn't understand anything. He couldn't understand it at all. Zhou Yang thought, "It's over. I wasted more than 10 million yuan."

Just when Zhou Yang was worried, Pang Yuyao knocked on the door and came in with food in her hands, "Brother Zhou, it's lunch time, let's eat something!" The little girl seemed not to have seen the disappearing boxes.

"Oh, I can't eat."

"What's wrong? Brother Zhou!" Pang Yuyao couldn't understand why he was fine just now, so he asked, "Is Brother Zhou worried about the Su family's problems?"

"The Su family? I'm not worried about that, I just encountered something and I'm a bit upset!"

"Brother Zhou, can you talk to Yuyao? Maybe Yuyao can help you think about it!"

"Yuyao, I want to practice martial arts now, but I don't know how to practice. I can't understand the martial arts secrets at all. What should I do?"

"Ah? That's it?" Pang Yuyao had a silly look on her face. She never thought that her brother Zhou would be troubled by such a thing. She chuckled and said, "Brother Zhou, why don't you come to your senses? Can't you just find someone to teach you? Just like the Su family hired that hero Xu, we can also pay to hire one!"

Zhou Yang slapped his head, "Yes, I can hire someone to teach me! Even if I can't learn any advanced martial arts, wouldn't it be good enough for me to understand the Eight Extraordinary Meridians?" After saying that, he laughed, walked to Pang Yuyao, hugged her, turned around excitedly, and then ran out like crazy: "Come on, come on, send a message to me to hire a martial arts teacher! Hire him for a large sum of money!"

Pang Yuyao stared blankly at Zhou Yang who ran away, feeling happy but a little shy. Suddenly she remembered something and hurriedly chased after him: "Brother Zhou, Brother Zhou, I have just sent someone to inform Master Pang that you are back. You can't run around, or Master Pang won't be able to find you when he comes. Brother Zhou, wait for me."

. . . . . .

Zhou Mansion, Zhou Yang’s study.

Zhou Yang had already sat down with Pang Qing. After a round of pleasantries, Pang Qing finally got to the point: "Nephew Zhou, this is not a good time for you to go out. Our business is about to be ruined by the Su family."

"Uncle Pang, what do you mean? We can't make ordinary money, so how can we make money from those big landlords and big families? Besides, the Su family is so powerful? Even the prefect can't do anything to them? Aren't the Su family the prefect's people?"

"My dear nephew, you don't know. The prefect said that someone from the Su family's royal family in Jinling has come, and there are also people above them. The prefect is now a little overwhelmed."

"The Su family is so powerful? I thought it was Fatty Su's doing!" Zhou Yang was a little anxious now. After all, he relied on this source of income to travel back and forth between the three worlds. If those bastards cut off the income here, he would not be able to survive. "So how can we get through this difficult time now?"

"This matter is not easy to handle. The Su family mainly relies on people from the government, but we don't even know who is doing this in secret."

"Don't you know, Mr. Prefect?"

"The prefect also didn't know the exact language, saying it might be from the Ministry of War."

"The Ministry of War? Can we involve so many people just by selling a potion?"

"The profits are huge. We have earned more than eight million taels in the past six months."

After hearing what Pang Qing said, Zhou Yang's expression was uncertain. He wondered whether he should get rid of these people, but he didn't want to confront the court yet. After all, if he was alone against such a huge national force, he would have no chance of making money and would just run away. But the more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He couldn't let this loss go in vain.

"My dear nephew, I wonder how many bottles of medicine you have left."

"Hmm? What does Uncle Pang mean?"

"My dear nephew, the prefect wants us to sell it to the Su family at a low price and give them some of the profits. You see..."

Zhou Yang tapped the table lightly with his fingers. He was getting angrier and angrier. He had the resources of three worlds, but he was controlled by a group of ancient people, who took advantage of his weakness of being short of money. After thinking about it, he couldn't do without this way of making money, so he could only say helplessly: "In this case, it's all up to Uncle Pang."

Pang Qing was secretly relieved to see Zhou Yang was willing to give up this part of the profit. At the same time, he was also afraid that Zhou Yang, being young and impetuous, would destroy the medicines and be hated by the Su family and others, thus bringing disaster upon himself. So he said comfortingly: "My dear nephew, this is also a helpless move. We can only compromise."

"Ah, uncle, you don't know. I'm just afraid that those people will have a bigger appetite after eating this piece of meat."

"Ah, I know that, but we are in a difficult situation now! If something unexpected happens to him someday, I hope my dear nephew can spare my son Yuheng's life for the sake of our past friendship and leave a legacy for our Pang family."

"Uncle, now is not the time to be discouraged. Since things have come to this, we need to leave ourselves a way out. I wonder if you have any manors outside the city?"

"Yes, I do, but I wonder what you want to do with it, nephew?"

"I want to recruit soldiers."

"Ah? This... What do you want, my dear nephew? This is not possible, this is not possible. The Mongols are so powerful now, and this would be a self-destructive act!" Pang Qing turned pale with fright at Zhou Yang's words.

"Hey, uncle, don't be so nervous. We can recruit fewer people first! Don't you want to be able to protect yourself in times of crisis? Or are you willing to let your fate be in the hands of others? Although the Mongols are powerful now, the Mongols have imposed heavy taxes and levies over the years. People are living in poverty and resentment is everywhere. Aren't there many people who have risen up in the past few years? How many people have been wiped out by the Mongols?"

Pang Qing was somewhat moved by what Zhou Yang said, and asked carefully, "I wonder how confident are you, nephew?"

"I am 70% to 80% sure about this matter!"

"really?"

"Really?" Zhou Yang said firmly: "Uncle, we can first train 300 servants and place them in the manor outside the city. If something really happens in the Pang Mansion, we can advance to protect the safety of the Pang Mansion, and retreat to evacuate with your family!"

"But there are still government soldiers in Lin'an..."

"Uncle, although the Su family is powerful, they probably don't have the energy to mobilize the palace soldiers. Even if they really have the connections to mobilize them, you would have run away long ago."

"Okay. If you hesitate to make a decision, you will suffer the consequences! I agree. I will arrange for 300 strong men to be sent to the manor tomorrow. As for how to train them, I will leave it to my nephew."

"Uncle, you are so bold! I will definitely train these 300 people into a team that can defeat enemies. I believe you have also seen the changes in Brother Yuheng, but, uncle, remember to keep this matter a secret!"

"What you said is ridiculous, nephew. We are now in the same boat. How can we let this kind of news leak out?" When Pang Qing heard Zhou Yang talking about Pang Yuheng's changes, Pang Qing had already made up his mind to go all the way with Zhou Yang.

The two chatted in the room until the evening before Pang Qing left.