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The spicy Wei Balang's tears were about to come out, not only spicy, but probably because Chen Xiaoqi's hand had been holding the fire rope for a long time, and there was a smell of gunpowder, which made Xiao Balang cough, and ran back to the post house to drink three bowls of water to suppress this momentum. Wei Balang cried spicily, and Chen Mu laughed so hard that his stomach hurt, although he did feel in his heart that he shouldn't build happiness on Hachiro's pain at this time, not to mention that he was still just a child.

He seemed to see a large sum of money beckoning to him in Hachiro's crying, and he just wanted to laugh, and he couldn't help it!

When people are poor, the whole world will come to you to block you. But once the time comes, it is really the power of heaven and earth! Since Chen Mu got twenty taels of silver from Zhang Yongshou, Chen Xiaoqi has lived very happily in the following days, not to mention anything else, when he returned to the guard, he was tired of farming like cattle and horses, and he got such a loose job as the Anyuan Post Station, and he got a large barrel of gunpowder and gave him a pillow when he fell asleep, and he looked for such a cave that produced nitrate on the mountain behind the post station.

He hadn't laughed long after returning to the post station from the cave, and Fu Yuan, who was already riding a horse very smoothly, galloped over with a soil dragon rolled behind the buttocks of the weighing horse, and after reining in the horse in a dashing manner, he fell off the horse with a strange scream. I finally knew that Le Ma, and the season at the end of autumn was a little thicker, and he didn't hurt him, so when he got up, he happily rushed into the post house and shouted: "Little flag? Eldest brother? It's a fortune! ”

"You just sent it...... Got a fortune? ”

Chen Mu thought that Fu Yuan was scolding him, but he reacted halfway through the words, and calculated that he should be able to get two months' worth this time. Last month, when he was in Guangzhou Mansion, if he sent it down this time, it should be six stones of brown rice, which is nearly three taels of silver.

Although Chen Xiaoqi now has more than a dozen taels of silver, which can be regarded as 'wealthy', you have to ask him if he wants six stones of brown rice?

Nonsense! With his own hereditary official position, why don't you want to be a fool!

Fu Yuan rubbed his hands and smiled: "Six and a half stones, there is no one in your house, I will put it in the rice jar and let Old Man Zheng look at it!" ”

"Hey!" Chen Mu laughed when he heard the clapping, "Don't bother, who has the time to go to my house another day and sell that rice, it's useless to keep it, Xiaoqi stays here for a winter, and it will become Chen rice when he goes back-let's not talk about this, it's just the right time for you to come back, go and weigh Ziyao, Shiqi is waiting outside." ”

Chen Mu said and walked out with Hachiro, who had just wiped away his tears, Wei Balang tried his best to resist, and now he wanted to vomit when he heard the word Ziyao.

"Wait, wait!"

Fu Yuan was drinking water with a scoop, and when he saw that Chen Mu was about to leave, he hurriedly came out of the bamboo tube and poured beans: "Hundred households are in a hurry in Qingyuan, there is news of the infestation of Japanese robbers in the east of Guangzhou Mansion this morning, and the commander has ordered all the hundred households to harvest the fields as soon as possible, garrison all places, and let us ...... them."

"Let us go back to the Imperial Palace?"

Chen Mu frowned, he really didn't expect this to happen, but after he finished speaking, Fu Yuan waved his hand and smiled: "It's almost winter, even if the Japanese invaders go to Guangdong, it is impossible to come to our Qingyuan, the hundred households are worried about harvesting the fields, and they want our Xiaoqi to draw one person back, Xiaoqi, you also know, there are more than 500 and 60 Zhengding in the 100 households, and there are more than 200 remaining dings who can go to the ground, except for the two small flags in various places, where can we harvest fifty hectares of military land!" Baihu also asked me to ask you to see if you could come up with any way. ”

"Ask me?" This is Chen Mu's turn to be stunned, even if Bai Yuanjie treats him as a confidant, then at best he is a thug, where will he find a way to do this kind of thing, "What about the general flag?" Why didn't the hundred households ask the general flag to ask me? ”

"Wang Zongqi has tuberculosis and half of his body is in the ground, he doesn't care about anything all day, he can't tell when he will let go, where can he compare to Xiaoqi to share the worries of hundreds of households!"

On top of the small flag, there is also the general flag in charge of the five small flags, and then there are 100 households. Although Chen Mu was surprised that Bai Yuanjie directly asked him about this kind of thing, he had to say that Bai Yuanjie had found the right person.

Not to mention the big one, there are more than 3,000 Zhengding military households in the entire Qingyuanwei, who can solve this trouble for Bai Yuanjie?

Chen Mu patted his chest lightly and said to Fu Yuan: "Don't talk about going back alone, even if all six people in Xiaoqi go back to harvest the fields, how much use can it be?" If 100 households can transfer one or two craftsmen to Chen's small banner, and send things to 100 households in two days, or at most two days, they may be able to harvest the rice within five days, and even if they can't, they can collect as much as possible. If you can't transfer the craftsmen, tell the hundred households, Chen's three Zhengding will go back - how about it, run again? ”

At this time, Chen Mu was very glad that he was an officer, even the lowest-ranking officer in the guard, it was better than these ordinary military households who were called around. In the past few days, Fu Yuan has traveled dozens of miles from the Hundred Households to the Anyuan Post Station, and has run back and forth many times. This matter has to be replaced by Chen Mu being called by Shangguan like this, and his status is low and he is not yet a fugitive, I am afraid that he will also be a fugitive!

But Fu Yuan didn't have the slightest such awareness, and even he was very happy to do so, nodded and ate some food at the post house, greeted Chen Mu and the others who went out to weigh the gunpowder, and then rode away very briskly.

Ordinary military households, how many of the thousands of people who are cutting rice in Qingyuan Wei can ride horses? He pays yuan even if it's one! In the past few days, from the beginning of leading the stagecoach to the Feishui Bridge, to walking for a while, sitting on the horse and pacing slowly, to now being able to ride slowly, running hundreds of steps from time to time, Fu Yuan is happy!

What's more, looking at Chen Xiaoqi at the moment, what he means is to let him be specially responsible for going to Qingyuan City and Baihu in the next winter, which is a treatment only for henchmen. After running errands a few times, Fu Yuan is too late to be happy, where will he complain!

In the past few days, Fu Yuan has been arrogant every time he goes out from the guard, and the feeling is different. In the past, not many people in the guard looked down on him, but because of Chen Mu and Chen Mu's horse, those military families who looked down on him in the past had to look down on him. Why? Because he came to the hundred households to find the white hundred households, he went to Anyuanyi to work as an errand easily, and he could also ride a tall nine-sided war horse!

Not to mention that ordinary people can't tell the age of the war horse, most people have never touched the horse closely, and even Fu Yuan himself wouldn't know if Chen Mu hadn't told him that this Huo Huoyun was a teenage old horse.

Chen Mu didn't know this, he was sitting on the roots of a tree in the forest east of the post station, writing and drawing on the wooden board with a charcoal pencil, pondering a big question that might be a matter of life and death.

Shouldn't the gunpowder weighed in the optimal ratio be used less on the bird's gun?

What Chen Mu is most afraid of is that in this era, the bird gun can't support the power of the gunpowder explosion, and the lead pellet doesn't go out, and it will explode again!

Note: The word adult has long meant father, but it does not refer to the father absolutely, but it can also refer to an adult, an elder, or a sign of respect.

As far as I know, this multiple usage was identified as early as the Han Dynasty, probably earlier.