Ning Ye beckoned Wang Wu over, "You stay here tonight and tell them not to cause any trouble. If anyone causes trouble, just deal with it directly."
Shen Yuanzhi, standing to the side, did not change his expression, but he was already thinking that Ning Ye seemed to be too ruthless and decisive, but he did not seem to be a general or from a military family.
After finishing his business, Ning Ye headed straight home, since staying outside wasn't as comfortable as being at home.
Shen Yuanzhi then approached Wang Wu and said, "My lord, you must have heard what the young master said earlier, so I need some writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone. I wonder if you can arrange that?"
Wang Wu said indifferently, "Don't worry, I will definitely help you with what you asked me to do. Besides that, you can also make any requests you may have."
"If it's convenient, could you please let me find some people who can write? Otherwise, it's really too difficult for me to finish writing it all by myself."
"If it's just this, then each of us can help you record it, but the final integration is up to you. Also, you have to judge for yourself whether these words are true or not."
After hearing this, Shen Yuanzhi's eyes were filled with surprise. After all, when did this common soldier learn to read and write? And it seemed like everyone could do it.
Although it's unclear whether Wang Wu is exaggerating, there's nothing we can do but try, since it would be even harder to find literate people among these refugees.
When the statistics actually began, Shen Yuanzhi was deeply shocked. Every guard's writing ability was excellent. It was clear that they practiced almost every day, and they could handle most of the characters except for some difficult ones.
Moreover, these guards were not as barbaric as the other soldiers; they were even willing to take out a type of candy they had never seen before from their own person for some children.
This led a minority of people to believe that these guards were not as scary as they looked, which gave rise to a slightly uneasy feeling.
Just as the group was about to make a ruckus and divide up all the remaining grain on the carriage, Wang Wu revealed his ruthless side.
Without any warning, Wang Wu had already given the order to kill these people without mercy when they did such a thing.
Despite the fact that there were hundreds of people causing trouble, it didn't even last the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, and the guards' faces were completely expressionless.
It's as if the person who was so gentle with the children just now is not the same person as them.
This incident made all the refugees realize that they must not cause trouble, otherwise there would be no room for reconciliation.
Back home, Ning Ye began to check what good things the system had given him this time.
The system shop has been refreshed this week.
Quick-drying cement (can be redeemed infinitely within the refresh period) can be redeemed for 100 coins.
[Universal Antidote Pill (can be redeemed infinitely within the refresh period) - 50 coins for exchange.]
[The ever-changing Rubik's Cube, exchangeable for ten taels of silver.]
[100% safety measures, one per article.]
One hundred thoroughbred warhorses, exchangeable for 30,000 taels of silver.
Looking at the refreshed items, Ning Ye fell into deep thought. The items offered this time largely followed the usual pattern: some were needed now, while others could be used in the future.
But what's with this universal antidote pill? Plague and antidote shouldn't be related, so what does this thing the system is giving us mean?
Could it be that this time it really isn't a plague, but rather someone has secretly poisoned it, which is why it's like this?
Something's not right. Nine out of ten things are not right. After all, there hadn't been any signs of trouble with these refugees before. If someone had secretly poisoned them, then it would actually make some sense.
As for the warhorse, it puzzled Ning Ye even more, since this was the first time a living creature had appeared in the shop before.
The Great Gan Dynasty had very few places to raise horses, so purebred warhorses had always been extremely scarce.
It is said that a warhorse is worth a thousand gold pieces, which is a bit excessive, but it is certainly worth more than a thousand taels of silver. Most importantly, even if you get your hands on these warhorses, it will be a huge expense to keep them alive.
Just as Ning Ye was thinking of this, the system suddenly popped up another reminder.
Compressed military rations will become the best food for warhorses!
Ning Ye's eyelids twitched. No matter how he tried to communicate with the system, he hadn't received any additional response, only the same product updates.
Could it be that this system is actually capable of communication, but I just haven't found the right way to do it, which is why it's like this?
Unfortunately, Ning Ye tried various methods to call the system, but still received no response. He wondered if what he had just done could be considered a flash of inspiration.
However, this also solved a major problem for Ning Ye. As long as he could feed these warhorses, the rest would be fine. But after clicking to exchange, the warhorses were not delivered to Ning Ye directly.
Instead, another message popped up: "[Six days from now, a group of horse merchants will pass through the Tianlang Mountain Ancient Road.]"
Ning Ye raised an eyebrow. Good heavens, it turns out he spent money just to buy a piece of information. He'll still have to do the work himself to get the horse back.
Could it be that all the things I bought before were stolen directly from somewhere by the system? That can't be true, can it?
While Ning Ye was still pondering these things, the Huang family was in complete chaos because Huang Wancai had finally learned about the hijacking of the convoy.
It was quite a coincidence. Normally, Huang Wancai would have realized something was wrong a few days later, but he suddenly felt uneasy and sent one of his trusted men to catch up and check on him that very day.
This is how Huang Wancai found out in advance, and now Huang Wancai is furious, with Huang He's headless corpse lying in front of him.
However, he was indeed dead, but the person who died was not necessarily Huang He, because at this moment, a person who looked exactly like Huang He was standing next to Huang Wancai.
Huang He's face was also extremely ugly at this moment, and he even bent the folding fan in his hand. "Father, it seems that those petty thieves really don't know what restraint is."
Huang Wancai said with a gloomy face, "Do you really think they're just a bunch of nameless cowards who were able to rob our convoy twice so easily?"
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