Chapter 390 The God's Plan of the Yellow Turbans in Qingzhou
In Jiaodong County, Beihai County, Qingzhou, Guan Hai chewed some unknown piece of meat and chewed it until he swallowed it. ```23wx`
"Boss, this is nothing! Spring has come early in Qingzhou, and the Taishan side seems to be busy with other things recently, and they are not building roads anymore. All our brothers have no food." A Xiaoqu commander named Jiang Qian
After swallowing the vegetable dumplings and steamed buns, he said a little bit unable to accept it.
Speaking of which, in winter, many Yellow Turbans went to Mount Tai under the guise of refugees to carry bricks and make food for themselves. Even Guan Hai, a Yellow Turban canal marshal and master, went to build roads. Because of this, they could have no food at the beginning of spring.
, when I was not working, I still had some spare money on hand to buy some steamed buns and vegetable dumplings to eat.
"What's going on with Liu Xuande? Why didn't we fight when we reached Beihai last year? It made us unable to get up or down." Guan Hai scratched his head and said. He really wanted to surrender to Liu Bei now. The problem is that he can't even fight now.
If Liu Bei can't be found, how can he surrender?
"Don't know?" All the Xiaoqushuai under his command shook their heads, "Fortunately, Taishan will provide food and money for working in the winter. Otherwise, many of our brothers would not be able to survive this winter, and we don't know when the western part of Qingzhou will be built this year."
"Let's find a way to get them to take us in. Now we basically rely on Qingzhou's work-for-relief for food, but we don't have household registration. Please give us household registration!" Guan Hai was also a little crazy.
No matter how hard Guan Hai thought about it, he couldn't understand what was going on with Liu Bei. Liu Bei simply turned a blind eye to the Yellow Turbans mingling among the refugees and eating with the work-for-relief team, but rarely gave him any compensation.
Household registration.
With no household registration, no land, and no residence, he could only make a living among the refugees. Seeing that the group of Yellow Turbans who were collected by Liu Bei when they went out to Qingzhou to look for food last year have now obtained basic household registration. Guan Hai, who does not have much brain capacity, can't help but think.
A rather strange idea.
"Boss, I'll do whatever you say?" Xiaoqushuai said to Guan Hai. Liu Bei never accepted them, and they had no choice. For this group of yellow scarves who had nothing but their strength, Qingzhou's kind had something to eat.
It’s a wonderful life to have food, housing, and fertile farmland.
Of course, this was confirmed after a year. Qingzhou seems to have really put past the Yellow Turbans. As long as you work hard in the future, you can not only get the primary household registration, but also the intermediate household registration. Legend has it that there is also a high-level household registration.
Anyway, according to the information Guan Hai got from Zhou Cang, Liao Hua and the others, it seems that these two guys can go to school for free if they have children in the future. Is there any natural reason for this? When Guan Hai heard the news, he wanted to take his place.
In short, we are all born with weak legs, so why should you guys run away early? In the future, your sons and daughters will become masters.
"Let's go to fight Kong Rong. We have more than one million Yellow Turbans surrounding Beihai. I don't believe him. Liu Xuande doesn't send troops. If he does send troops, we will surrender. I don't believe it. They won't accept us even if we surrender." General Guan Hai
I informed all my subordinates of my thoughts, and all of them gave thumbs up.
"Boss, we'd better make the momentum bigger. While everyone still has some spare money, we will buy all the food. Then all the Yellow Turbans in Qingzhou will surround Beihai. This way the momentum will look big enough and necessary.
There are a lot of us at that time, so if that doesn't work, you can ask Kong Rong to borrow food." A handsome young man rolled his eyes and gave a suggestion.
"Okay, let's do it like this. Everyone will use the money they earned in the winter to buy food together, and then send people to inform the various channels of our plan, asking them to bring their own food to besiege Beihai with us, and tell them that they will not wait if they exceed the deadline." Guan Hai
He directly said that he was waiting for Liu Bei to accept him, and he was already waiting for him.
"Food has been purchased very quickly recently?" Lu Su looked at the news from Mi Zhu and asked in confusion, "Is anyone hoarding it?"
"I don't know, the other party's method is very weird, and I have no way to catch it. As for hoarding food, it has been a good year for the past two years. It seems that there is no practical significance to stocking food. The price of food has been falling. Even in order to avoid grain
Damn it, Zichuan has been harvesting grain." Mi Zhu also said with a headache. Although he sold a lot of grain, there was no big deal.
"Mrs. Zhang, is this the case with your Zhen family?" Lu Su asked, looking at Mr. Zhang who was sitting on the chair a little languidly.
"We, the Zhen family, haven't noticed anything different, but the grain does sell quickly. I think since the other party collects grain, we might as well ship it to test it out. Taishan has so many grain reserves that we don't need to worry about these things." Ms. Zhang sat down.
He straightened up, adjusted his body shape, and said nonchalantly.
The Zhen family's business network has fully covered Jizhou. For the Zhang family, there is no pressure to survive at all. Many things are not as cautious as before, and they no longer have to worry about money as before. The Zhen family has entered its heyday.
It's time.
"No, that is the food prepared for the Qingzhou Yellow Turbans. We will deal with the remaining areas at once without leaving any hidden dangers." Lu Su said resolutely, how could he let Zhang mess around.
"Then I'll give it a try and treat it as disaster relief. Anyway, we can buy at a fair price and sell at a fair price. There is no loss for our Zhen family now." Zhang said nonchalantly, ignoring warehousing costs and labor costs.
Already.
"I'll give it a try too." Mi Zhu sighed and said. The Zhen family's financial resources were getting bigger and bigger, and Mi Zhu knew it even if he didn't calculate it specially.
Neither Mi Zhu nor Zhang thought that this was actually the Qingzhou Yellow Turban buying grain for storage. Because there was no bulk shipment, no one thought about this aspect. Because of this, the Qingzhou Yellow Turban relied on buying grain to buy food.
Army rations were ordered for ten days, and more than a million "armies" were prepared to besiege Beihai.
After Zhang left, Mi Zhu wandered around twice and then came back.
"Does Zizhong have something to say?" Lu Su asked curiously when he saw Mi Zhu coming back.
"It's like this. I have a younger brother who is neither good at literature nor martial arts, but still likes to mess around. I want to get him to train in the army, but I don't know which general I should recommend him to." Mi Zhu was slightly shy.
He said that he was a gentleman and didn't like to do this kind of thing, but thinking about the situation of his younger brother Mi Fang, Mi Zhu felt a little uncomfortable.
"Mi Zifang? Zizhong can rest assured. Zichuan made arrangements when he left, saying that Zifang is heroic and loyal, can endure hardships and stand hard work, and will become a great person." Lu Su was also thinking about Mi Fang when he said this.
That careless guy, anyway, he couldn't see anything about Mi Fang that met Chen Xi's claim that she would become a great person. But Chen Xi's eyes were very poisonous, which everyone recognized, so it was not easy for Lu Su to attack Mi Zhu.
Mi Zhu was a little embarrassed when he heard this. He thought Lu Su was giving him a step, so he laughed twice and didn't respond. Did he know what his younger brother was like? (To be continued...)
ps: The author is wrong, don’t criticize me anymore, I’m already miserable enough, I won’t go to the forum either
