On this day, Li Fan, who was about to take the other party to drink again, received such a reply.
So his face was filled with astonishment.
Sima Changkong's face turned slightly red and he stopped talking.
But in the end, he touched the back of his head and said with some embarrassment: "I don't have many good friends in this sea of clouds, so I didn't prepare much."
"Brother Li has been a guest for some time..."
Li Fan counted with his fingers and said in surprise: "I didn't expect time to fly by so fast, and a year has passed in the blink of an eye."
He said apologetically: "Since Brother Sima thinks I'm bothering you, it's time for me to leave."
"But before that, please tell me the raw materials for brewing the wine. I will go pick some for my brother..."
Before he finished speaking, Sima Changkong's face turned red and he waved his hand quickly: "Brother Li, what you said is not just me complaining, but actually..."
Sima Changkong wanted to explain, but for some reason, he shook his head and gave up.
"That's all, Brother Li, just wait for me at home for a few days. I'll be back as soon as I go!"
After speaking, he left in a hurry without waiting for Li Fan to respond.
"This Sima Changkong is quite a wonderful person." Li Fan looked at Sima Changkong's back and said with a smile.
During this year, although Li Fan never went out, he was not ignorant of what was happening in the outside world.
The clone Zhou Qingang was very busy and exhausted.
Putting aside many miscellaneous matters for the time being, the most important thing is the monthly [Recruitment List of Monks].
That's right, even though Cong Yunhai's strength was already extremely weak, the Immortal League headquarters still issued a recruitment order.
Fortunately, considering the actual situation in Cong Yunhai, most of the recruited monks do not need to go to the battlefield in person.
Basically, they are involved in logistics and operation work.
Having said that, no one can guarantee that the scale of the war will suddenly expand again and then be affected.
Therefore, no one wants to be recruited to Tianling Prefecture.
The task of arranging this list has naturally become a tricky task.
Originally, this matter should have been decided by Li Fan, the secret word envoy.
Li Fan has gone into "reclusion". Theoretically speaking, He Zhenghao, Gao Yuan and other confidants authorized by Li Fan should discuss and make decisions together.
However, He Zhenghao is a good-natured person, while Gao Yuan pays attention to both sides and is well-rounded.
Neither of them was willing to do such an offending thing.
If the other party dies on the battlefield, that's it. If he doesn't die and returns with military exploits in the end, isn't that a deadly feud with someone for no reason?
So the two of them privately found the relatively lonely "Zhou Qing'ang" and asked him for help.
"Zhou Qingang" of course refused.
There was no reason for him to take on this job.
But soon, He Zhenghao came up with his trump card.
"Fellow Daoist Zhou, look here." He mysteriously took out a scroll and unfolded it in front of "Zhou Qingang".
"Sikong Yi, three hundred thousand contribution points."
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Li Fan scanned the familiar names on several scrolls, was stunned, and asked knowingly: "What is this?"
He Zhenghao coughed lightly: "This is the list of contributions to my fundraising plan last year."
"The one-year period has come, and now it's time to return the principal and interest. Fortunately, with the guidance of the secret envoy, when the price of the materials I hoarded increased to more than three times, I gradually sold them all."
"In the end, they were all probably sold..."
He Zhenghao paused, with a look of dismay on his face: "314.57 million contribution points."
Li Fan took a deep breath and said, "So many? I only heard that all supplies for the battlefield are in short supply, but I didn't expect that the prices have become so outrageous. Does the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance care about it?"
"Control? How to control? It's a business, you and I are willing to do it. If you don't want to, you don't have to buy it! Anyway, the more preparation you have, the more vitality you will have on the battlefield. If you don't buy it, there will be people who will buy it!"
He Zhenghao was very dissatisfied with "Zhou Qingang's" reaction and said he didn't care.
Li Fan just shook his head slightly and stopped commenting on the matter.
"So? What does Fellow Daoist He show me this mean?" After looking at the scroll again, Li Fan pretended to be confused and asked.
He Zhenghao and Gao Yuan looked at each other, then looked around, and casually set up a concealment circle.
Only then did I feel relieved.
He took out a pen and circled five names on the scroll.
Then he marked each of these five names heavily.
Li Fan then pretended to have a sudden realization and exclaimed: "These monks fell in the battle of Tianlingzhou!?"
"Keep your voice down, keep your voice down!" He Zhenghao was startled and quickly stopped Li Fan who was shouting.
"This matter must not be made public. I also saw that you are one of my own, Fellow Daoist Zhou, so I told you." He said with some complaints.
Li Fan nodded repeatedly, indicating that he could spare the trouble.
"In other words, the principal of these people is now unclaimed?" he asked quietly.
There was a trace of excitement in He Zhenghao's tone: "That's right. I inquired in secret, and there is no doubt that these people I circled did fall on the Tianlingzhou battlefield."
"Besides, they didn't leave any will."
"The total contribution of the five people is 330,000 yuan, plus the 330,000 yuan dividend they deserve..."
Li Fan quickly interrupted him: "Isn't it tripled? How come it's only 300,000?"
He Zhenghao snorted: "Three hundred thousand is the result of the secret envoy's kindness and adjustment of the dividend ratio."
"According to the original agreement, only 50% of the principal profit needs to be paid every year."
"But my lord is merciful, so I can't say much."
"In short, these sixty-six contribution points are now ownerless."
"As long as fellow Taoist people come forward to help solve this matter, it will be yours." He Zhenghao said with a tone full of temptation.
"Zhou Qingang" was obviously moved.
However, he still seemed a little hesitant.
"You won't be discovered, right? It's a bit taboo to be greedy for people's money."
"And, does the secret envoy know about this?" Li Fan asked deliberately.
He Zhenghao's eyes flashed, and he patted his chest and promised: "Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Zhou, the list of people who participated in the fund-raising is top secret. Only a few of us know it. It will never be leaked."
"And I also asked the secret envoy, and he said that I can handle the matter myself." He Zhenghao said firmly.
"Yeah..." Li Fan stared at He Zhenghao for a long time.
It wasn't until the other party felt a little creeped out that he looked back.
"In that case, leave this matter to me." Li Fan agreed.
He Zhenghao and Gao Yuan looked at each other with joy on their faces.