Zhang Shide nodded.

After a quick mental calculation, I confirmed that the numbers matched.

He immediately ordered his men to carry over a large box. "Brother, here are 234 large yellow croakers. Count them, is that enough?"

Lin Feng opened the box and was immediately stunned.

The large yellow croakers were neatly stacked in the box, each weighing ten taels, for a total of 234.

This was the first time he had ever seen so much money.

Looking at these gleaming yellow croakers, Lin Feng's heart pounded faster.

He felt that the rise of the militia was imminent!

He took a deep breath, picked up a large yellow croaker, and tapped it on the box.

"Enough!"

Zhang Shide burst into laughter, "Then I'll take my leave, brother. Remember to contact me next time you need weapons."

Lin Feng nodded in satisfaction: "No problem."

After seeing Zhang Shide off, Lin Feng turned around and waved to his men.

"Xiao Wu, pack up your things and let's go."

"yes!"

Zhang Xiaowu immediately arranged for his soldiers to carry the boxes away.

Two hours later, the group returned to the militia's encampment.

As soon as I entered the house, Li Chenggang greeted me with a delighted look: "Commander, how many large yellow croakers did you bring back this time?"

"Not many, only 234."

"What?!"

Li Chenggang was startled when he heard the number.

234 large yellow croakers, plus the 30 or so left over from last time, that makes a total of 264.

More than two hundred thousand silver dollars!!

Their militia is rolling in money!

Lin Feng patted him on the shoulder and said, "What? Comrade Li Chenggang, have you never seen so much money before? Don't worry, we'll have even more big yellow croakers in the future."

Li Chenggang swallowed hard and said, "Commander, how many big yellow croakers do you think the New 1st Regiment next door has?"

"This is not something I should care about."

Lin Feng frowned and pondered for a moment, then suddenly showed a look of realization.

"On the way back, I thought about it carefully..."

Lin Feng slowly walked to the table and sat down, staring out the window at the distance. He said in a serious tone, "It's time to give our militia soldiers some pay."