As the sun rose, golden lights were sprinkled. For a moment, even the bloody smell on the battlefield became much weaker. Zheng Zhipeng set up a rare banquet, allowing the chef to prepare excellent dishes and entertain the soldiers who had made contributions. This was the first time he drank and ate meat during this disaster.

He was so happy, Liu Xiang! Liu Xiang, who had been fighting with his elder brother openly and secretly for more than ten years! Liu Xiang, who had killed his second brother Zheng Zhihu in history, was defeated by himself. Although most of it was due to luck, it was also a great joy.

After a rough count, at least 10,000 Liu Xiang's people were defeated in that battle last night. This place is not Guangdong. Liu Xiang's people died a little less. Liu Xiang was not a serious army and did not have a stable source of wealth like the Zheng family. If he could fight two more such battles, he might be able to directly disband Liu Xiang.

"Brothers, drink a lot."

Zheng Zhipeng was a little drunk, and he was already shaking while standing, but he kept holding Li Gang's hand and was reluctant to let go.

Now he understood what it means to be easy to get a general, especially in such a year, these hundreds of brothers of this guy are treasures to Zheng Zhipeng. To put it inappropriately, if Zheng Zhipeng made a choice, these three or four hundred Liaodong veterans were much more important in his eyes than the 70,000 or 80,000 villagers' troops under him.

It is precisely because of this that Zheng Zhipeng almost got a drink when facing these Liaodong veterans. Anyone who toasted would definitely drink it. He also used great efforts to force himself to remember everyone's name as much as possible.

Li Gang was quite dissatisfied with this. Although the Northeastern people were enthusiastic and generous, they were not so generous. After all, they were the new leader. They had to do it under the table to look good. Then he frowned and angrily shouted: "Okay! If so many of you people are one bowl each, the Fourth Master must die on this table today. I will embarrass you so much. Get back to me."

Zheng Zhipeng quickly held Li Gang's hand and scolded him, "Oh~ Brother Li, don't say that, you are my great heroes today."

After saying that, he stood up again staggeringly and said, "Brothers, Brother Li~ What I said is right. I can't drink one bowl of wine for each person. Is this OK? I'll do three bowls of wine, so I'll give you all the rewards."

"Come on, this first glass of wine, I thank you, hiccup~, I know, if it weren't for you yesterday, let alone victory, I would have been captured alive by that bastard Liu Xiang."

He picked it up and drank it all and continued, "I thank you for staying to help me with this second bowl of wine. I know that you were all from General Mao before and were very arrogant. If I compare with General Mao, it would be really incomparable. However, our Zheng family has a wealthy family. I promise today that you will never worry about money in the future. All the problems that money can solve will no longer be a problem from today."

"In front of everyone, Zheng Zhipeng, I, in front of everyone, made a poisonous oath to God. From today on, I, Zheng Zhipeng, will live and die together with you, and share wealth and honor! If I do something that will bring down my brothers, I will be killed by thunder and will not die well!"

After saying that, after drinking, a little bit of enthusiasm ignited. He broke the bowl with a slap, and then his legs couldn't stop and he slid around.

Seeing this, Li Gang and Yan Yingyuan quickly stood up and supported him. Li Gang scolded: "The Fourth Master has said this. Shouldn't you express anything?"

Seeing this, everyone laughed and drank all the wine like Zheng Zhipeng, then smashed it into pieces, and for a moment, the porcelain fragments on the ground were all over, and then they said together: "I hope to die for the Fourth Master."

Seeing this, Zheng Zhipeng felt so beautiful. He hugged the two of them and said half drunk and half awake: "Okay, okay~ God really helps me, Brother Li, Brother Yan, you two are my right-hand men!"

When Li Gang heard this, his expression was not as calm as Gujing, but Yan Yingyuan seemed to be a little reluctant to speak, but he didn't say anything.

"Where is the Fourth Master, I, am I, have I made meritorious?"

Zheng Zhipeng looked at it drunk for a long time before he could see that the person who was speaking was Yang Xu at the corner of his own. He couldn't help laughing: "Of course, you and Sister Ling are both great achievements. Xiao Yangxu, you said that because you want to take the merits and rewards. Speaking of which, I am in a good mood today, Fourth Master, and I agree to you whatever you say."

Yang Xu was overjoyed and said, "Hehe, Fourth Master, how can this be a reward for work? It should be your reward for merits and deeds. After I returned to Hangzhou, I want to do some business by myself and sell some overseas goods. Can the cigar you smoke be sold to me in the future except for your own use?"

Zheng Zhipeng frowned and said, "Cigars? This thing doesn't cost you so much money. Do you want to do a foreign business? Persian carpet, Nanyang gems, Western clocks and glass, which one is not as profitable as this thing? Which one do you want to make? In the future, this piece of Jiangnan will be yours."

Yang Xu smiled and said, "No, the Fourth Master, what you just said is nothing that I can do now with my financial resources. I just need to make some cigars that I can make."

"Financial resources? What financial resources? Do you want to buy goods from me? It's so nonsense. Can I ask for your money? The two dollars you have in your hand can't even be a fraction of the money you have in my hand, forget it."

"No, Master Fourth, you have helped us two siblings enough. You paid to help build my sister's restaurant. Now I will go out and set up a new account. How can I spend your money? I just want Master Fourth, I will give the cigar first and not to others. I am already grateful."

Zheng Zhipeng took a big sip of the cigar, looked at him with a squint, and then threw the wine bowl heavily on the table. Yang Xu was so scared that he couldn't help but show off, but he still looked at him firmly.

"Okay... you have ambition, but you don't have to tell me such a small matter, just talk to Lao Liu."

When Yang Xu heard this, he felt like he was amnesty. He quickly picked up the bowl and greeted Zheng Zhipeng three bowls. Zheng Zhipeng snorted coldly and took a sip and was able to deal with it.

For a while, Zheng Zhipeng suddenly felt a little frustrated.

Yan Yingyuan didn't respond. He was not a fool, so he could see clearly and was not easy to say anything, but the fire was held in his stomach, but it was just that no one could see it on the surface.

But Yan Yingyuan was his idol in his previous life. Although Zheng Zhipeng couldn't figure out what made him dare not surrender, he could at least show more patience. But why did even a small fried dough stick like Yang Xu think about leaving and starting his own business?

It is naturally no pity for Yang Xu to leave or stay, but the attitude revealed from it really makes Zheng Zhipeng feel a little uncomfortable.

Could it be that I can’t win people? But it shouldn’t be. Li Gang’s identity is much lower than the two of them? Will he still receive it from his subordinates?

The more I thought about it, the more annoyed he became. Zheng Zhipeng even forgot about the celebration banquet at one point.
Chapter completed!