Chapter 605

Wang Yang played with the horse whip in his hand, narrowed his eyes and looked at his Liang brothers in front of him. Finally, Wang Yang said lazily. "Well, but it's too late now, and Wang still has official duties. You come here tomorrow, let's have a good chat. I hope you can speak well by then."

"Tomorrow?!" Liang Zuo screamed in anxiety, but was quickly pulled aside by Liang Shou. Liang Shou replied respectfully at Wang Yang. "Don't worry, sir, Liang will come again to bother sir tomorrow morning."

Pushing the reluctant Liang Zuo to the side of the road, watching Wang Yang and his group gradually drift away in the wind and snow, Liang Shou then took a breath.

"Cousin, why do you have to tomorrow? Things are already very urgent." At this time, Liang Zuoren couldn't help but complain in a low voice.

"You have to remember that now we are saving people. If you ask for help, you must look like asking for help. Do you understand? If you really want to anger Lord Wang, will it be of some benefit to us?" Liang Shou glared at Liang Zuo angrily, and then strode towards the direction of the post station.

When Liang Zuo saw his cousin getting angry, he shrank his neck and did not dare to say more, so he could only follow Liang Shou honestly.

After Wang Yang rode his horse for a while, the smile on his face gradually increased. It seemed that the Liang brothers were not stupid, and they should have reacted now and the initiative has returned to the hands of the Song Dynasty.

What you want to talk about now depends on my mood.

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After leaving the city, he met Zhe Keshi, who was ordered to welcome the baggage team. After waiting for a concession at the city gate, he could see a team coming towards Dingbian City along the road that was almost covered by wind and snow.

Wan Bin, wrapped in a thick black fur coat, jumped out of the specially customized carriage and quickly walked towards Wang Yang. "Haha, after a few months of separation, the adults looked more and more vigorous."

"Wang has seen Brother Wan. I didn't expect that Brother Wan would be fine in Tokyo Bianliang, but he actually ran to this bitter and cold frontier. It's hard for you." Wang Yang went forward and bowed to Wan Bin, and also introduced Zhe Keshi beside him for Wan Bin.

"It turns out that this is General Zhe. I have heard of General Zhe's reputation for the Northwest Army for a long time. When I saw him today, he was indeed majestic and extraordinary..." The old driver Wan Bin is definitely an old man in the social circle, and he just opens his mouth to speak frankly.

After Zhe Ke adapted to it, he hurried over to hand over the supplies and supplies he had transported, and Wang Yang asked Wan Bin curiously.

"I heard that you came to transport dried meat on the order of Master Su. By the way, you transported the dried meat from Tokyo Bianliang, right?"

Wan Bin smiled and shook his head. "How is it possible? It's more than a thousand miles away from Tokyo Bianliang to Huanzhou. It's transported from there. The cost is huge. What a person like Wan, how could he do such a loss-making business?"

"What's going on?" Wang Yang was stunned for a moment and couldn't help asking.

Wan Bin looked around with admiration, signaling Wang Yang and him to walk to the secluded place next to him, and then lowered his voice and muttered in a low voice. "Those jerky meat are actually horse meat..."

"... Horse meat, are you talking about those dead horses?" Wang Yang looked at this guy, a profiteer, a bare profiteer, a profiteer, a fool, who should be nailed to the city wall and hung up to the air-dried one waiting for the New Year.

"How could there be those seven or eight thousand dead horses, Wan took only his skin, and as for the flesh and blood, they would continue to be buried under the fields so that the fields in Huanzhou could be more plump." Wan Bin shook his head very seriously, as if he was a conscientious, responsible and responsible businessman.

Wang Yang looked at this guy with a dark face. "You mean you dug out the buried dead horses and stripped them up again, and then buried them back?" He is worthy of being a super profiteer.

"Of course, even if the northwest border is cold and frozen, the war horses have been dead for a long time, so the flesh is probably already problematic and naturally they cannot be eaten.

So, Mr. Wan just stripped down the dead horse's intact skin and made it into a nitrogen. It would be easier to sell it at that time, and it would be considered a small amount of money."

"Where are those jerky meat?"

Wan Bin laughed a few times, and leaned against Wang Yang's ear and muttered quietly. "You have seized more than 60,000 intact horses in this victory, and more than 10,000 injured horses are left..."

"Some of them can be cured if they continue to be used as war horses or crossbow horses. However, there are nearly 5,000 still damaged their muscles and bones, which is probably useless."

"And Wan borrowed the title of Wushan brother, found Su Xueshi, and told him to hand over the five thousand useless injured horses to Wan. Wan will be responsible for slaughtering and making jerky for free and give it to Su Xueshi..."

"Then, you only have leather, right?" Wang Yang looked at this guy with a painful face. Damn, he is worthy of being a profiteer. Although horse skin is not as tough as cowhide, as both large livestock, the quality of the leather is definitely much stronger than sheepskin.

"I am worthy of being a virtuous brother in Wushan. I know me, and I am Wang Wushan." Wan Bin looked very comforted, and Wang Yang wanted to use a horse whip to take a few shots on his vulgar face.

However, after seeing Wang Yang's very dangerous expression, Wan Bin laughed dryly and said seriously. "But Mr. Su is definitely not a loss. You think, 5,158 war horses are not short of forage, and they are fat and strong, with a weight of between 800 and 900 kilograms, and they can produce 40% to 45% of the meat. That is, on average, each horse can produce at least 400 kilograms of meat, and at least 200 kilograms of dried meat."

Wang Yang's calculation was very good and he got the result immediately. "What you mean is that all these 5,158 horses are made into dried meat, so at least one million kilograms of dried meat can be eaten, right?"

"I am worthy of being a wise brother in Wushan. His mind is just moving fast, right." Wan Bin happily raised his thumbs to Wang Yang. "The 100,000 kilograms of dried meat shipped this time is only the first batch. The next 100,000 kilograms will be shipped in about three to five days."

"In addition, Mr. Su is also preparing to send him to places where the Suide Army had suffered military disasters before. After all, it is already winter now. With only food and no meat, the winter in the northwest is very difficult to bear."

Wang Yang said half-jokingly. "Brother Wan, you shouldn't come to Shaanxi Road this time, you are bringing a chef and a leather maker, right?"

The old driver, Wan Bin, raised his thumbs up at Wang Yang and smiled with a deep opinion. "Those who know me are indeed Wang Wushan."

"...I'm joking, okay? I said, brother, you're too far-sighted, right?" Wang Yang really wanted to sing a song, but the title of the song was not called "Must Love", but if you don't want to help the wall, you will help you.
Chapter completed!