Now that he had something to ask for, Song Dekui, who knew Song Liyun's thoughts well, immediately changed his attitude.
He poured a bowl of brown sugar ginger soup from the stove with his own hands, and handed the bowl to Lin Qingyuan with a flattering smile on his face:
"Mr. Lin, the situation in the Mida Valley is very important to us. You also know that we are a military household. The relationship between the Wuda tribe and the Zhenbei Army is extraordinary. You know what's going on here."
Lin Qingyuan was a little frightened by Song Dekui's attitude and quickly took the ginger soup.
Of course he knew that Song Liyun was a military household, but he had forgotten about it just now. He suddenly realized it when he was awakened by Song Dekui.
After only rearranging the joints, Lin Qingyuan suddenly felt excited: If the Wuda tribe won, he would also benefit from having business dealings with the Song family.
After weighing it for a moment, he recounted what he encountered in Mida Valley.
He went to the river valley in autumn and searched for high-quality jade and agate stones among several tribes.
But before he could leave the two houses, a war broke out and he was trapped inside for several months. He finally found an opportunity to escape back to the Wu Dynasty.
"The battles have been fought several times, with casualties on both sides. However, the Wuda tribe has the support of the Zhenbei Army, and their armor, swords, and arrows are the best. They are winners in every battle. It is only a matter of time before they occupy the entire Mida Valley.
The Dongyue tribe is not a soft persimmon. A tiger is still a tiger even if its teeth are pulled out. Moreover, there are still vassal tribes supporting it. In the end, the royal court will definitely come forward to mediate."
"I advise you two, fighting is not a child's play. Don't think that you can go to the battlefield just because you can wield a sword or deal with one or two bandits."
"In the midst of thousands of troops, the death of one man is like the death of an ant."
Speaking of this, Lin Qingyuan smacked his lips and saw hundreds of war horses roaring into the tribe.
In almost a few breaths, the tribe of hundreds of people was torn into a mess by the fast horses.
Those who dared to resist would be dismembered immediately, and the most terrifying ones were those who had their hands and feet severed. They would not die on the spot, but would be left to wail and bleed dry on the cold ground.
Although Song Liyun has not experienced wars in the cold weapon era, he has seen modern wars, mostly large-scale armed fighting after the collapse of social order at the beginning of the end of the world.
In war, the sword has no eyes, life and death depend on fate.
Song Liyun clenched her fists. In a war, the power of an individual is very small. If you just run into the battlefield casually, you will only add more casualties.
Lin Qingyuan had escaped, and now he was still a little scared when he thought about it.
He looked at Song Liyun, who had a serious look on his face, and said with a chuckle: "Because we are partners in the future, I will give you another piece of news.
A group of scattered vassal tribes from the East Vietnam tribe are gathering together, and they are going to attack Uda headquarters.
This happened to me by chance the day I left, and I was chased for a while."
Speaking of this, Lin Qingyuan rubbed his face. The feeling of running for his life in the heavy snow was not pleasant.
Uda Headquarters!
Song Liyunteng stood up, her face changed drastically, and even her voice became sharp: "When did this happen? Does Wu Dajun know?"
Lin Qingyuan was surprised that this woman who was accustomed to the presence of the old god would panic, and said anxiously: "Just before Luoxue, the young master of the Uda Army was still encircling the Dongyue tribe, so he probably didn't know."
Song Liyun pursed her lips. It had been snowing for two days. If the distance was short, Uda headquarters would be in danger at this time.
The plan did not change as quickly as it did, and she felt that her original plan to gather the tribe needed to be put on hold.
If Wuda's headquarters is destroyed, Zhao Tingduo's army will be unable to return reinforcements from outside, and there will be nothing left, so what kind of power will he need?
Song Liyun walked around the house twice, feeling anxious and uneasy. He could not use his personal strength in the chaos and could not be of much help.
But now that he knows that Uda headquarters is in trouble, if he doesn't take action, his future life will definitely be over.
She stopped and said to Song Dekui, who was looking at her blankly: "Uncle Kui, my eldest brother is getting married next month. If you go back and help host it, I...can't participate."
Song Dekui was shocked: "What are you doing! We have agreed not to go to dangerous places. Even if you don't have this marriage, you can still marry into a good family."
He has never met Zhao Tingduo. Now he only heard about it. If it is gone, it is gone. There is no emotion anyway.
Song Liyun looked firm: "Whether it's a marriage or a moral obligation to a friend, I need to inform you, otherwise... the rest of my life will be uneasy!"
Lin Qingyuan stayed in place holding Jiang Tang's hand, looking at Song Liyun and then at Song Dekui. He suddenly seemed to have thought of something, with a look of surprise on his face.
She sighed with some regret: "Miss Song, are you engaged? Then I won't give you any chance!"
Song Dekui turned back and glared at him: "Put away your frivolous behavior. Don't say that Xiaoyun is already engaged. Even if it's not decided, it won't matter to you, a libertine. I, my little uncle, will not agree to it in the first place."
Lin Qingyuan was speechless for a while, as if he had been tricked by someone who had carefully arranged it before.
He laughed dryly and said: "Boss Song, why do you have to be so serious? You know I used to do it just for fun..."
"If you act too much, you won't be able to get out of it. Who knows which of your sentences is true and which is false!" Song Dekui rolled his eyes.
Lin Qingyuan was laughed at and smiled bitterly: "Uncle Song, you have to give me a chance to show off! You see, I also want to be good-looking and have money..."
"It's not surprising. My Xiaoyun is also rich and handsome. You don't even have your toes!"
"Hey! Uncle Song..."
Song Liyun didn't want to listen to them anymore and asked Lin Qingyuan directly: "Master Lin, do you know where the Uda headquarters is? This matter is very important to me. If you are willing to help, I will definitely thank you very much!"
When Lin Qingyuan was interrupted, he did not bother to talk to Song Dekui. He coughed and said: "Okay, tell me what kind of thank you you want first! I can't make this trip in vain."
The brothers want to settle accounts openly, and the Song family's uncle obviously doesn't want to see him.
No matter how much I like Song Liyun, I can't see the future, so I might as well get some benefits.
Song Liyun said seriously: "Master Lin, if you are willing to take me to Wuda headquarters.
Not only will the board house be sold exclusively by you, but in the future, the products of the broken gold carton workshop will open a special line for you to produce special packaging boxes.
In addition, Wanjia’s leather goods and luggage shop in Binh Duong Province can also cooperate with you to process luxury luggage.”
Lin Qingyuan quickly calculated in his mind.
He knew about the paper bags and cartons made by Broken Gold Paper Factory. He only needed to use these things to package them, and the price would immediately double.
There are also those luxury bags and bags. He hasn't seen the benefits yet, but he has seen Song Liyun's method of turning Tianxiang Tower into a cash cow.
Now when the luxury goods business is mentioned seriously again, it must be a good deal.
More importantly, by cooperating with Song Liyun and having the health office and the county government as his backers, he can transfer the growing funds in his hands without having to worry about being discovered by Lin Qinghua and ransacking his home.
And this time we were going to Uda headquarters, not on the battlefield.
Pan Heng repeated, Lin Qingyuan gritted his teeth: It’s a gamble!
Seeing Lin Qingyuan agree, Song Liyun secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
On the surface, this man acted like a playboy who was not doing his job properly. Not only did he deceive the Lin family, but even Jiang Feng only knew that he was a scheming person.
A person who dares to risk his life to venture into the grassland will naturally not let go of any opportunity to make a fortune.