In this era of scarcity, people starving to death is the most normal thing.
Zhou Cheng only said that a master had given him provisions and weapons, but neither she nor General Zhou knew the exact amount or whether it was enough to contend with the imperial court.
Despite their anxieties, the two still believed in their son without hesitation!
"Mother, just give me a little time, and I'll have both weapons and food." Zhou Cheng's tone was earnest, and the calm and fearless look in his eyes was something Madam Zhou had never seen before.
"Just one month!"
"I can produce a thousand hand grenades in a month."
"Enough food for the army to survive the winter for a full six months."
"Five hundred pistols and nearly two hundred thousand bullets."
“Mother! The longer the time goes on, the more I can offer. When the time is up, our Zhou family will no longer need to be beholden to Emperor Yan, nor will we need to be threatened by the imperial court!”
"Really?" Madam Zhou and her second sister were genuinely surprised.
The two women's beautiful eyes widened, and they asked with tears of joy, "Cheng'er, how could you produce so many things in just one month?"
"The treasure bowl that the wise man who appeared to you in your dream gave you is actually so powerful!"
On the way back to the mansion, Zhou Cheng not only confirmed the origin of these weapons, but also mentally calculated the distribution of the supplies.
The total points required for all these supplies is nearly two million. Two million sounds terrifying, but it translates to about 66,000 points per day.
Given Cheng Xianyi's deep love for him, it shouldn't be too difficult for him to be clingy, mutter a few words about wanting to touch her hand even in bed, and occasionally give her a couple of extra-long kisses!
After all, touching someone's hand for one second only earns one point.
A kiss can last for one second.
But you can get 100 points.
I don't know if we can go any deeper... Let's stop here!
The moment this thought crossed Zhou Cheng's mind, he became restless.
Time waits for no one. Now it's a race against death for the Zhou family. He has to hurry to the Cheng residence: "Mother, Second Sister, I'll take care of everything from now on."
"I have other matters to attend to, so I'll head to the Cheng residence first."
Zhou Cheng jumped out of the carriage, took a horse, and headed towards the Cheng residence.
On the way, we encountered a bustling crowd blocking our path at a traditional medicine store. It was said that a rare lingzhi mushroom, which is only harvested once every hundred years, had appeared, and many pharmacies and merchants wanted to get their hands on it.
The reason why Ganoderma lucidum is so rare and hard to come by is because its medicinal effects can be described as divine!
It can fight and prevent cancer, nourish the liver and detoxify, protect and repair various blood vessels, and also nourish nerves and blood.
Even the emperor, who sat on a high throne, was very fond of these miraculous medicines.
“I remember Uncle Cheng’s liver hasn’t been doing so well these past few years. In order to be able to spend time alone with Xianyi, I still need to build up my goodwill with him.” Zhou Cheng immediately dismounted and entered the Zhaiyao Pavilion.
Strangely enough, the place was surrounded by merchants who wanted to buy Ganoderma lucidum.
But the shopkeeper avoided seeing them and refused to sell to anyone.
When Zhou Cheng entered, the shopkeeper suddenly wanted to sell it?
He even led him up to the second floor, and after the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Zhou Cheng easily bought the Ganoderma lucidum for only 60% of the silver.
Zhou Cheng carried the Ganoderma lucidum to the Cheng residence. On horseback, he muttered to himself in bewilderment, "The manager of this herbal medicine shop doesn't seem to know much about it. A few years ago, the pawnshop auctioned off a century-old Ganoderma lucidum, which sold for 1,300 taels of silver. I doubt the quality was even as good as mine. Yet this owner only charged me 800 taels?"
However--
Zhou Cheng, who had left, was unaware of this.
At this moment, the old manager of the Zhaiyao Pavilion was holding eight hundred taels of silver, sighing with worry and shaking his head with a bitter face: "Miss, Miss, why do you have to do this!"
"You suddenly came to see me last night in the middle of the night, saying you heard that Young Master Zhou's palms sweat a lot while he sleeps, and asked what would be good for his health?"
"How strange! You didn't even see his palms sweating, it was just a rumor, why did you have to come in the middle of the night?!"
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