Chapter 553 The Little Prince is the God of Wealth

Xue Run was full of energy.

This time he followed the general to fight, and he killed four Hun soldiers.

Someone was with him, and after killing two soldiers, he also picked up the ears of the Hun soldiers cut off by the soldiers.

In this way, he achieved the military achievements of six Hun soldiers.

He fought bravely and dared to rush forward in everything. In addition, the generals were very grateful to Xue Mei for giving Gui Rong's military achievements to them, so Xue Run's upward peak promoted him.

He is no longer an ordinary soldier, but he has military ranks. He is the eighth-rank Xuanjie lieutenant, who has two hundred soldiers under his command.

He was promoted in just half a year, so I have to thank Xiao Jingcheng for sending troops this time.

Otherwise, if you stay in Baiya Town, there will be nothing.

The soldiers in Baiya Town are the same as those in the New Year.

About a thousand people were sacrificed, but the overall atmosphere was pretty good because most of them had military achievements.

War is the success of one general and his bones are woven.

"...The lieutenant is here?" Lu Wen joked, "How about it, is the new armor uncomfortable to wear?"

The soldiers' armor is made of bamboo, even the heart protection mirror.

The eighth-rank Xuanjie Captain can finally wear serious armor. The front and back heart protection mirrors are made of iron, with a full dozen pounds.

The higher the status in the army, the heavier the armor.

Xiao Jingcheng's best pair of armor weighs eighty kilograms.

Lu Wen heard that the newly promoted officers were still behaved when they got the bargain and complained that his armor was heavier than bamboo armor, so he joked about Xue Run like this.

"It will be uncomfortable for the Xuanjie Captain's armor, which is only 12 pounds, to wear more than 60 pounds of general armor in the future, will you not cry?" Xue Run shook his head proudly.

Fortunately, he did not want to wear more than 80 pounds of coach's armor.

Everyone: "..."

Look, he was so proud.

Who doesn’t know that at least eight kilograms of his twelve kilograms of armor was earned by his sister?

Xue Run didn't mind everyone rolling her eyes, and was still watching Rouge Salt there.

"It's not a poison, it's salt." Xue Mei said.

Xue Run doesn't believe it.

"Big sister, don't lie to me, the salt is all white." Xue Run said, "Where is this pink salt? If this kind of mushroom is used, the stomach will be rotten immediately after eating it."

Xue Mei: "..."

When they were busy, the quarconian officer also counted and counted from time to time.

Xue Run was curious: "Big sister, what are the quarconians doing when you slaughter these cattle and sheep?"

"There is a good thing, you stupid boy." Xue Mei smiled.

Prince Ancheng, who was beside him, was also slaughtering sheep, making him covered in blood and had no desire to live.

He called Xue Run: "Stop messing around here, do me a favor."

Xue Run was still very polite to him: "What's the busy thing?"

"You go to the military camp to ask if my letter has arrived? If it has arrived, please help me get it." said the little prince.

Xue Run said oh, and had to go.

Half a day later, he came back on a horse and said that there was a letter from the little prince.

When Xue Mei started to refine nitrition, the little prince wrote a letter to the capital, asking the butler in his mansion to take the steward and hire two escort agencies to come to Baiya Town.

Xin first arrived at Baiya Town, and then moved to the military camp on the wasteland.

"...I have arrived in Baiya Town, and I will set off after two days of rest. I will have about seven days to go to the Xiongnu royal court..." Xue Run helped the young prince to reincarnate, "What are the people in your family doing?"

"Send money!" The little prince was so tired that he didn't want to say more.

Xue Run was very curious: "What money?"

Later he was driven away by Xue Mei.

After five days of busy life, Xue Mei, Zahegan and his more than 2,000 tribes, finally slaughtered all the cattle and sheep captured from the Guirong tribe.

The fur is also made of nitrogen.

The most important thing in making fur for nitr is the nitr water that Xue Mei refined a few days ago. In addition, fine rice flour is also needed.

Configure the nitrous water and fine rice noodles according to the ratio, and then put the fur in and soak it. It can be at least twenty days, or forty days, depending on the situation.

The ratio of configuring this is also a technical job. Xue Mei taught Zhahegan and several of his confidants.

During this period, they prepared the nitro water for soaking fur, and then the ministries processed the fur, scraped the flesh and blood on it clean, and then put it in and soaked.

The fur has been soaked, and the next step is to make beef jerky, marinate lamb, and even boil mutton oil, butter, etc.

Two thousand people got busy, but it was very fast.

Xiao Jingcheng still tracked the Helan tribe and Taerhun.

On August 10th, Xiao Jingcheng returned to the camp because he captured Taerhun and captured Taerhun's troops.

These tribes were once belonged to Guirong, and then Tarhun took 30,000 people away. But as soon as they left, they were divided, with Tarhun having only seven thousand people around him.

Xue Mei found Xiao Jingcheng.

She gave him the counted order and said, "The young prince's great manager has transported hundreds of thousands of cash to the camp, and now she is waiting to exchange it with the army."

Xiao Jingcheng saw the list and was silent for a moment: "You did it all? Are you tired?"

"The two thousand people from the cadre tribe helped, and there was not much work," Xue Mei said.

Xiao Jingcheng looked at the list again.

Seeing that he seemed to be thinking, Xue Mei explained: "This is the price I gave - two taels of silver for a piece of fur; fifty kilograms of dried beef and mutton for one tael of silver; fifty kilograms of lamb oil and one tael of silver for butter.

I know that it takes hundreds of taels of silver to complete fur in Beijing now. However, if we have more than 100,000 of them pouring into the market, it will inevitably lead to a reduction in the price of fur.

If you don’t want to reduce the price, you need to distribute it to all parts of the Central Plains. We can’t say how much the little prince made in this distribution cost. After all, the network he originally set up cost money, which is what he deserves..."

Xiao Jingcheng smiled faintly.

He said, "I don't dislike pricing! In the past, the Huns traded with us, and exchanged a sheep for a bag of barley rice. A bag of wheat rice was about ten kilograms, which is fifty cents.

In Baiya Town, if a sheep was not eaten by itself, it would have to be traded, which was only worth fifty cents. After capturing so many, they asked the soldiers to get it, but they didn't want it.

But once you change your hands, all the fur, meat and oil are opened, and a sheep is sold at least three taels of silver. Not only the soldiers make money, but Mingyu also makes money."

Xue Mei laughed.

"Since you praise me, I will make a request to you: nitrogen fur, oil, and air-dried cured meat are made by more than 2,000 people from the Luomen.

Since they are not killed, they should be recruited and rewarded. It is precisely because of their labor that a sheep is so valuable that it cannot be ignored." Xue Mei said.

Xiao Jingcheng nodded after hearing this.

After capturing Taerhun, Xiao Jingcheng was no longer so anxious to capture the young general of the Helan tribe, perhaps because he felt that he could not become a climate.

It's mid-August, and in twenty days, it will snow on the wasteland and winter is coming.

The colder and colder later will freeze people to death. There is no barrier on the wasteland, and the tent cannot block the wind at all, so the soldiers' losses will be greater than the war losses.

The Helan tribe may not be able to survive the winter.
Chapter completed!