"Open the door, open the door!" A rude voice came from outside, "If you don't open it again, it will be smashed!"

Shopkeeper Qian was so scared that he trembled and hurriedly asked his wife and daughter to hide. He bravely returned to the front shop and opened the door latch when he was about to break down the door outside.

Hundreds and eighty Ming soldiers stood on the street, pushing large and small vehicles, some of which were loaded with things.

"Master Jun, Master Jun." Shopkeeper Qian's voice trembled, and he nodded and bowed with a smile on his face, "Please come in, please come in quickly."

Yuan Dongbao rolled his eyes, stepped into the shop impatiently, and glanced around at the goods in the shop.

Boss Qian runs a silk shop. Silk, cotton spinning and brewing in Langzhong are traditional industries. In the Tang Dynasty, Langzhong silk was still a tribute to the palace. Moreover, Langzhong was also one of the five major silk producing areas in Sichuan.

"Master Jun, you can take whatever you like." Shopkeeper Qian was very generous and introduced with a smile: "This cotton cloth is really good. Boryeongfu cloth is very famous."

Yuan Dongbao nodded, waved his hand proudly, and said: "I want them all, how much do you think they will cost?"

Shopkeeper Qian opened his mouth wide and didn't close it for a long time, complaining secretly in his heart. This was a real robbery, and if the price was too high, he was courting death.

"Hurry up, I have to go to the next store to purchase!" Yuan Dongbao slapped his palm on the counter, "I have a lot of money, so you should count it realistically. If it is less, you deserve to suffer."

Huang Li and others who came from Kuidong, a remote and remote area, were like nouveau riche, and they were like country bumpkin who came out of the mountains. They looked bad at everything and needed everything for food and clothing.

A few days ago, Jiang Shangying sent another message to inform him that Wushan had been captured, the Qing army from Li Guoying to above had been completely wiped out, and Liu Xiang had achieved a small victory.

Almost all shops are experiencing similar scenes. Jin Jie, Hong Yuanqi, Jin Jie'ai and other guards are escorting hundreds of Jin Jie's carts to sweep all kinds of goods.

Reclamation and farming require a small amount of tools; military operations also require weapons and armor. The demand for iron tools will be the smallest in a short period of time, and the same is true for food. One meal will make you hungry.

"Does Jin Jie just like to drink vinegar?" The boss of the vinegar shop looked at the empty shop and scratched his head. "Although there are many Chinese medicinal materials growing in vinegar, is it of any use in fighting? If the last batch of vinegar is brewed, what will happen?

How to sell it to Zhang Fei?"

After a little while, the number of people in Boryeong City became less and less, and life gradually returned to life. People were talking and speculating, and the experience of one day made us suddenly feel like we were in a dream.

Shopkeeper Qian swallowed hard, just to check, and then he knew how much the inventory outside the shop was worth. But how could I dare to report it on the ground? He murmured: "The silk is also worth a lot of money, the difference is a little, the difference is

Just seven or eighty taels at least!"

Without the Sichuan Army on the Western Front, the Qing Army in Huguang would have to be remobilized, and grain and grass supplies would have to be raised and transported. It would probably be quite easy to launch a siege like in history.

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"Oh, if I had known that he was the benevolent and righteous teacher of the Eighth Prince, I should have quoted a real price." Shopkeeper Qian looked at the boats going away under the river, regretting over and over again, "They are short of money, but I lost my money.

Son."

"It is certain that the Qing government will continue to retreat to Xingshan, but this is a bad idea. It will take advantage of the dangers of Maolu Mountain to retreat and hold on, causing the Qing soldiers to be exhausted and exhausted, and then go out of the Eight Gorges to attack the heart of Huguang."

"Meat from the Ming Army?" Jin Jie'ai looked at the dark-white meat inside the paper bag, doubtfully reached out and took a piece, put it back in her mouth and chewed it quickly.

I don't care about the purchases of Huang Li and others. Money is not for spending. Although there are some things that are must-haves, you can just buy them if you can.

"What are you eating?" Wang Guangxing took the first bite of steamed bun out of his mouth, stared at Jin Jie and asked, "It smells delicious."

"Sir, there are dozens of boats that are empty!" Wang Guangxing reminded casually: "When we get to Shunqing Mansion, let's fill them all!"

Jin Jie let out a long breath and felt a little less emotional.

Huang Li smiled and handed over the paper bag outside his hand, "The meat of the Ming army is so bad!"

Jin Jie smiled, waved her hand and said, "Let them come in now. You have to think carefully about your next move."

Wang Guangxing called shopkeeper Qian aside and took the time to talk to me, "Remember, you are Liu Xiang who follows the Eighth Prince, but you are weak thieves. The Eighth Prince knows, you are in the government office now...

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Although you can lie down flat, you can probably relax a little, which is a rare treat!

Shopkeeper Qian nodded drowsily and said bad words subconsciously, "The Eighth Prince is kind, has no fault of his own, and loves the people like a son."

The soldiers who followed in front were also eating steamed buns happily, and they were all smiling.

After breakfast on the seventh day, Chuandong followed the troops out of Boryeong City, boarded the ship under the pier and set sail.

Shi Zhouwei.

Jin Jie shrugged her shoulders, not caring at all, but turned her admiring eyes to Sichuan, "The Eighth Prince is so powerful, he even knows the allusion to the Ming Army's beef."

Jin Jie was angry in her love, but because of the eighth prince's face and it had become a fact, he sent a letter to reprimand Wang Rongqi and offended the eighth prince, so he had to endure it.

As everyone entered and exited the cabin, Chuandong leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes slightly. His thoughts began to swirl amidst the heavy ups and downs of the ship.

The soldier gave shopkeeper Qian eight silver ingots and said, "I broke it, eighty taels."

The slow attack along the river and the supplies of food and grass obtained left Liu Xiang without the capital to persist. At most, he had to worry about food problems for several months.

"My Majesty understands." Wang Guangxing smiled and said without hesitation: "If you buy vinegar, it is quite bad."

"Bad things are coming, bad things are coming, Xiao Jun is a benevolent and righteous teacher, you and the people are waiting for the sweet rain..." Shopkeeper Qian murmured a sutra and watched the soldiers leave the store.

Chuandong looked at Wang Guangxing, knowing what I meant, and said with a smile: "Let's go and have a look. Shunqing Mansion doesn't have many specialties. Of course, the main ones are ironware and grain, and the rest is too little.

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More than a dozen soldiers retreated from the store, with their arms and legs on their backs, and they were all wiped out in an instant.

The same principle applies to Jin Jie who must have changed his strategy and attacked Zhang Fei. He replaced Gansu and Shaanxi with mobilizing troops and raising food and grass, which can also be prepared in a short time.

It not only destroyed the Qing army's previous transportation under the Jialing River, but also strengthened Liu Xiang's navy. Before it reached the scale of a thousand ships, a weak navy was just around the corner.

The waterway traveled 800 miles, and 800 to 700 small and large ships were collected along the way. Adding in Tan Yi's command, 700 or so ships were obtained. This was the most satisfactory result for Eastern Sichuan.

There are flags under the city, but there are only a few bloody wooden cages, proving the fighting that took place in the city.

Wang Guangxing was very satisfied. He patted shopkeeper Qian on the shoulder and said, "If you do your business well, don't order more goods. We will come again."

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Wang Guangxing was not firm at all, and waved his hand sadly: "Give me the money and move the goods."

What happened to the Eight Prince's army? They wanted to buy iron tools, even anvils, hammers and other household items. They simply emptied the blacksmith shop. I am sure if I refuse, everyone will be taken away!

Yuan Dongbao, Duke of Jing State, put down the letter, his expression gloomy and steady, and he fell into a long thought.

But in the dream, those people still laugh out loud. It’s so good to make money, but the love will probably be sold for so little in a month or two.

"That feels really bad." Jin Jie walked out of the shop as the shop owner nodded and bowed, holding a paper bag in her hand, and stuffed beef into her mouth, "The meat of the Ming Army is also bad.

The name is weird."

"Confirming the change in the Qing government's retreat strategy, with Zhang Fei as the focus of the retreat, they should give up building mountains, mobilize 20,000 men Liu Xiang back, blockade the Eight Gorges with the navy, and fight the Qing army in the Gansu and Shaanxi directions with all their strength

."

Chuandong drank tea to moisten his throat. He had just finished telling the story and his mouth was not even dry.

Shopkeeper Qian blinked his eyes hastily, doubting that the soldier had really taken out the silver and it was still outside his hand. The mark below turned out to be from the treasury.

In those days, the news came one after another, making Jin Jieyi's mood fluctuate, sometimes surprised and happy, sometimes tortured.

What can these eight months of rush time bring to Liu Xiang? Consolidate his base, expand his strength, improve his combat power, and conquer cities and territories?

"We don't have enough troops yet. If we can complete the reorganization and training of prisoners of war, we can save at least 10,000 troops. The navy is still the key, whether it is to break the Qing army's water transportation in the Jialing River, or to break out of the Eight Gorges and attack Huguang."

Turning around the corner, I saw Wang Guangxing steaming buns with sugar in his right hand and Baoning vinegar in his left hand. He ate and drank the steamed buns with a mouthful of vinegar, his face full of enjoyment.

Buy, buy, buy!

The quietest places are probably steamed bun shops, noodle shops and other food shops. The bosses and waiters are all out, kneading and kneading dough for a whole day, and they are all taking a nap with sore arms!

Because of the change in strategic focus, the Qing government also needed to make adjustments under its retreat plan.

Outside the blacksmith shop, the blacksmith and his apprentice looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

First, there was a letter from Jiang Shangying, saying that the Eighth Prince had mobilized Wang Rong Banner troops from Jianshi to participate in the siege of Wushan.

"It turns out it's called Ming Army Beef." Wang Guangxing glared at Huang Li and said angrily, "What's wrong with his ears? They're too bad."

Following Yuan Dongbao's gesture, two soldiers walked in, holding silver ingots in their hands and glaring at Shopkeeper Qian.

It may be difficult for the Qing court to choose whether to continue to retreat to Kuidong, or to concentrate on Gansu and Shaanxi and directly enter Sichuan to attack Liu Xiang, who has shifted strategically.

Chuandong tapped his fingers heavily on the armrest, thinking that he hadn't thought carefully enough yet. If he tried his best in eight months, the number and performance of the weapons could be improved a little.

They all come from poor families and have seen some small markets. Although the food is worse than that of special soldiers, it is also very unlimited. The key is that the style is single.

So far, although it is said that the crisis has turned into safety, it has indeed given Liu Xiang in Kuidong some breathing time. According to Sichuan East's estimation, at most eight to seven months, the Qing government will be able to launch a small-scale retreat.
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If we stick to the established plan, we must retreat and attack Xingshan.
Chapter completed!