Lin Zhehuan was startled after hearing this, and then laughed loudly: "Hahahahaha"
After laughing, Lin Zhihuan joked: "I heard that the captain and Ying Jiulang are in love. Doesn't the captain know that Jiulang Jun hates makeup? If the captain returns from my place full of makeup, I'm afraid that Jiulang
You want to make me unhappy."
Ying Wuchen doesn’t like powder?
Jun Ci really didn't know, but it was true that Ying Wuchen didn't have any maids around him, and she never used rouge or gouache.
Could it be that Ying Wuchen wanted to marry her because she was the only girl he had ever seen who didn't use rouge and gouache?
Confused in his heart, Jun Ci did not show any emotion on his face: "The city gate has been closed, and I will not return to the army today."
"Your Excellency, Captain, is busy with things. I'm afraid he didn't come to meet me to reminisce about old times. Since we have important matters to discuss, it's not appropriate for people to talk too much." Lin Zhihuan took the Fen wine from the guard and filled a bottle for you himself.
, "The captain took some time out of his busy schedule to come look for me. Is the transaction settled?"
"Lin Silang's eyes are as bright as a torch." Jun Ci took the wine bottle and nodded, "It's just that this is a big deal, so I don't know whether Lin Silang dares or not."
"People die for money and birds die for food. If I didn't have some courage, how could I dare to go to the captain?" Lin Zhihuan poured himself another bottle of wine, "The captain might as well find out how much money he has."
"This number." Jun Ci held out three fingers.
With Jun Ci's big deal ahead of him, Lin Zhihuan boldly guessed: "Thirty thousand guan?"
If you have a fortune of ten thousand dollars, you will be a rich man if you have ten thousand dollars.
Jun Ci drank the wine, twirled the wine bottle with his fingertips, and said casually: "Lin Silang underestimates me too."
Lin Zhehuan sat up straight, his face became a little more serious, but his eyes were shining brightly, which was the light of his love for money: "Captain, you really impress me!"
Everyone thinks that Jun Ci is born as a girl. Whether it is Zhou Rong or the people in the Central Guard Army, they probably don't take her seriously. Even if she is outstanding in martial arts and dares to lead His Majesty into the desert, in the eyes of many people
It was all because she was forced to do so due to the current situation. She was lucky to be able to come out alive.
In the final analysis, she just didn't want to admit that this girl not only surpassed them in martial arts, but also surpassed them in strategy.
Lin Zhehuan is different. Just like others look down on these yellow and white things, he likes them. He is also a person who doesn't care about the world's eyes and is wanton and public. He has his own rules for seeing everything in the world.
Instead, he admired Jun Ci, her courage, her perseverance, and her courage!
At this moment, he was a little excited and felt that he had not made a mistake.
It's true that he has run big businesses in recent years, but he is not as bold as Jun Ci.
"Captain, please tell me in detail." Lin Zhihuan eagerly poured Jun Ci a glass of wine.
"Please follow me to Jincheng first. The Cai family has a batch of privately-hidden colored glaze, priced at as little as one hundred thousand guan." Jun Ci expressed his thoughts, "Zhou Guang is in urgent need of a sum of money. You are better than me in doing business."
Understand, you have an idea of how to get this batch of colored glaze."
After a pause, Jun Ci pursed his lips and smiled, then drank another glass of wine, his eyes sparkling: "The cattle, sheep and horses in Zhou's ranch are all suffering from serious diseases. Zhou Rong chooses the groom based on who can make up for the money.
Zhou Guang wanted this money for this purpose.
I can cure the serious diseases of cattle, sheep and horses. Glaze and cattle, sheep and horses are the same thing. You can use one hundred thousand strings to cure them in one fell swoop."
There must be more than 100,000 guan of colored glaze, and more than 100,000 guan of cattle, sheep and horses. Altogether, at least 300,000 guan can be sold in the Northern Dynasties, let alone transported to the Southern Dynasties. As long as Lin Zhehuan can bring it smoothly, even if transportation is included
Loss, they can also make a lot of money.
Lin Zhehuan was a natural businessman, and the abacus was crackling in his mind. Even if he didn't know how many cattle, sheep, and horses Zhou's ranch had, he could roughly estimate the number if it took one hundred thousand guan to fill it.
It is a disease that cannot be cured. If it is not sold, it will be left in the pasture to fester and die. So many livestock cannot be handled well and will cause diseases. It is not difficult to buy them at a low price. In addition, the Cai brothers sell their private collection of colored glaze for this purpose.
something...
Lin Zhehuan showed a sly smile, and his beautiful fox eyes were full of calculations: "The captain has a brilliant move, Shiro can learn from it."
No need to guess too much, the serious diseases of the cattle, sheep and horses were all caused by Jun Ci. Lin Zhihuan also mistakenly thought that Cai's Liuli was also part of Jun Ci's plan, and admired her endlessly: "I don't know how much I should share to benefit the capital."
Lieutenant?"
Jun Ci's phoenix eyes were filled with a faint smile. He looked at Lin Zhehuan, raised his head and took another bottle of wine. With a bang, the wine bottle was placed on the table without hesitation: "I am a very good talker, Lin Silang."
Just look at it and I’ll do it.”
Lin Zhihuan, who was already ready to bargain, was caught off guard for a moment by Jun Ci's unreasonable behavior. However, he quickly calmed down, calmed down his expression, looked at Jun Ci seriously for a moment, and said sincerely: "Captain.
Happy, I also look forward to a long-term relationship with the captain. These good things are all planned by the captain, but I also have to escort them to the Southern Dynasties, which involves many dangers.
Why don't you give the captain and I three hundred thousand guan of money, glass, cattle, sheep and horses to me, and then we have nothing to do with the captain?"
Whether he makes a loss, whether he can arrive safely, and whether he can sell at a higher profit is all his business.
Jun Ci knew that Lin Zhehuan was sure to make a profit of more than 600,000 yuan, so he would give her 300,000 yuan. If she insisted on sharing the profits equally, Lin Zhehuan would definitely agree. He also gave her a
A gap for talking back.
But Jun Ci was already very satisfied with her income. As long as she got the things into Lin Zhihuan's hands, she would have secured the money, and she didn't need to worry about anything else.
"Go and buy 100,000 pieces of colored glaze and cattle, sheep and horses. I can't afford any money, so I'll just do what you say." Jun Ci agreed straightforwardly.
Lin Zhihuan had no intention of asking Jun Ci to pay the money, which meant that Jun Ci did not counter-offer. When dealing with people who are used to fighting for benefits, Lin Zhihuan only felt relaxed when facing people like Jun Ci.
Incomparable: "The captain is so arrogant, and Shiro will not refuse. Whatever the captain wants to exchange for, I will report the price to the captain later.
Before I leave the capital, the captain will give me what I need.
I will definitely arrange everything for the captain and bring them back in full without asking for reward or letting others know."
"A glass to Lin Shiro." Jun Ci pushed the glass with satisfaction.
Jun Ci hadn't had a good drink for a long time. Lin Zhihuan brought a lot of Fenjiu and let her drink as much as she wanted. Soon her pockets were bulging and she was even happier. After drinking until the middle of the moon, Lin Zhihuan asked herself how much wine she could drink and drank all the wine.
Fainted.
Jun Ci was also a little drunk. She looked up at the moon and left.
In the middle of the night, he climbed over the city wall and returned to the military camp. He went straight back to the main tent, fell down on the bed, hugged something soft, and fell asleep with the clear fragrance of pine and snow lingering in his breath, with a slight smile on his lips.
You, the drunkard, are about to face the Shura field.
At 11:30, the fourth update will be completed, and the ten thousand update will be completed. See you tomorrow.