Looking at the banner in his hand with the words "Daming Royal Commercial Bank" written a little crookedly, Yang Feng knew that as long as this banner was hung out like this, it would become his biggest talisman, as long as he was not a person with a sick mind, he would not dare to grab business with Emperor Lao Tzu.

"Lord Yang, the emperor said, as long as you can do what you promised before, Your Majesty is your strongest backing, if someone dares to do anything to your business, Your Majesty will definitely not spare him. The emperor values you so much, this is definitely the emperor's grace. ”

The old face of the staff wailang smiled like a dog's tail, and although he tried his best to hide it, Yang Feng still saw a trace of envy in his eyes that could not be hidden. Although the emperor did nothing in name and did not invest a penny of silver to share fifty percent of the profits, but in the long run it is very cost-effective, with the emperor to endorse him, anyone who wants to play the idea of "Ming Imperial Commercial Bank" must seriously consider the consequences of moving the emperor's money bag. In other words, as long as Yang Feng was willing, he could do whatever business he liked in the territory of Daming.

Yang Feng, who could think of it, could naturally think of it, after seeing this banner, all his worries these days disappeared without a trace, and he breathed a long sigh of relief, with this signboard, he no longer had to worry about being swallowed up by others after he left, and he could also rest assured that he would go to Liaodong to fight with Houjin Tartar.

At this time, Yang Feng's mentality has been very different from when he first came to this time and space, after just learning that he can freely travel back and forth between modern times and Ming time and space, Yang Feng, who has been working hard at the bottom of modern society, first thought of how to use this time and space to earn enough money to spend a lifetime, after more than half a year of hard work, he owned a company, and earned money that he never dreamed of before, and also soaked in the goddess who could only be seen on TV or movie screens before.

In the eyes of many people, today's Yang Feng can already be called a successful person, with money, a house and a car, and a beautiful celebrity girlfriend, and a lover who is older than him, but knows cold and hot and is still very beautiful, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a winner in life. But slowly, even Yang Feng didn't notice that his feelings for this time and space were slowly changing.

Originally, the time and space of the Ming Dynasty was just a place for Yang Feng to make money, he once thought that when he earned enough money, he could turn around and leave without hesitation, and return to modern society to live his own life comfortably, but as he became more and more officials here, there were more and more subordinates, and something called a sense of responsibility slowly grew in his heart. He knew very well that although Jiang Ningwei looked very powerful now, it was based on him, a person who could freely shuttle between two time and space, once he was gone, then the entire Jiang Ningwei would be instantly beaten back to its original form, and even be swallowed by the greedy hungry wolves around him, and there would not even be a bone left.

Regarding this, not only Yang Feng understands, but everyone in Jiang Ningwei is also very clear that as long as Yang Feng is in their interests, they can be guaranteed, and their relatives can be fed and clothed, once Yang Feng is gone, everything that Jiang Ningwei has now will be wiped out, and they will also be beaten back to their original form, so Jiang Ningwei's loyalty to Yang Feng is also very high.

Seeing that Yang Feng finally showed a satisfied look, Wailang also smiled, and he asked with a smile: "Lord Yang, I don't know when you will leave for Liaodong?" ”

Yang Feng pondered for a while: "Now most of the sergeants in Jiang Ningwei are new recruits, and they still need to train for at least a period of time before they can go on the expedition, and this officer still has to buy mules and horses, war horses, grain and grass and other materials, so this officer thinks it is better to go on the expedition in the middle of next month."

"In the middle of next month? No, no, no! Yuan Wailang's head shook like a rattle: "The military situation in Liaodong is urgent, Inspector Sun has sent several letters to His Majesty one after another to expedite six hundred miles, urging the imperial court to send reinforcements and materials to Liaodong, besides, Lord Xiong Tingbi is still waiting for you to go to Liaodong in Beijing, but you can't let Lord Xiong wait for a long time, at most half a month, and the army must set off after half a month." ”

"Half a month, ah......" Yang Feng thought about it, and saw the anxious emotion on the face of the outsider that couldn't be concealed, he nodded slowly, "Okay, half a month later, that is, in the first month of August, the first army will set off." ”

"Good...... Let's make a decision! The staff member was overjoyed, and then breathed a sigh of relief, this master was finally willing to send troops, if Yang Feng really screwed up to find an excuse not to send troops, he really had no good way. Although he is a member of the military department, he has an order with the military department, but he really doesn't dare to use a forcible order to kill him, you must know that this master has just fought with Wei Guogong with real swords and guns, and now the blood stains outside the Qianhu Castle in Jiangdong Gate have not dried thoroughly, and he really dares to kill if he really wants to annoy this master.

The wailang who had been assured left happily, but Yang Feng fell into deep thought.

This time the task is not simple, Liaodong is different from the previous battles he fought, the Tartar soldiers of Houjin are also different from those rookie battalion soldiers in the Nanjing battalion and the poor widows who don't even have pants except for a knife, those Tartars of Houjin are used to fighting, and their combat effectiveness is definitely one of the most powerful armies in this era.

After sending off the staff outsider, Yang Feng, who had been pondering for a while, picked up the teacup next to him and took a sip of tea, but found that the tea was already cold, so he casually shouted: "Tuo Niang...... Pour me a cup of tea......"

As soon as the words came out, Yang Feng realized that Zheng Toniang had left for Nanjing City this morning to discuss things with those old bustards and the owners of Qinglou in Nanjing City.

Thinking of this, Yang Feng couldn't help but shake his head and smiled a little bitterly, it seems that it is really difficult to go from thrift to luxury. Zheng Tuoniang has only been here for a few days, and she is used to the days when she is served, and now she is not even too lazy to pour the tea herself.

Forget it, I don't want to think so much, let's go back to the modern society first to raise the materials needed for this expedition.

After dark, Yang Feng returned to modern society. This time he appeared in a warehouse in a warehouse on the outskirts of Nanjing.

When Yang Feng appeared in the warehouse, he found that the warehouse that was empty the last time he left had been stacked with many materials, and almost a third of them had been piled up. Yang Feng took a look and found that there were many canned food, fast food, lard, camouflage clothes, shoes and socks, sleeping bags and other materials, it seems that the work of Jiangdongmen Trading Company has not stopped these days when he is not there, and they are still following their instructions to purchase materials one after another.