Chapter 253: Whether it's fodder or food, you have to pay for it
Chen Nianhe did not accept Sang Zhixia's invitation and mounted his horse that night to return to the Northwest Camp.
He also took away some dry straw and said confidently, "How much straw can those cows you feed eat? What are you leaving so much for?"
"Wulian!"
"I will be here!"
Chen Nianhe sat high on his horse, pointed his whip in the direction of the hay pile on the farm, and said with a smile, "Leave enough for those cows, and the rest, please ask the host to give to the horses in our camp."
"Mr. Sang, what do you think?"
The two have reached a preliminary agreement on cooperation. The next step is to wait for a suitable opportunity to discuss it in detail. Chen Nianhe also needs to make some more arrangements.
But Chen Nianhe was a man who was used to taking more than he could get. It didn't matter if he didn't get more food, but the more fodder the better.
Sang Zhixia said with a smile: "Since the general has asked, I will naturally not refuse."
"Xue Liu."
"Boss."
"What's the price of the fodder outside? I'll take the people to collect it and count it. Except for the ones kept by the farm, we'll sell all the fodder to General Chen at once."
You have to pay to buy things.
Whether it's fodder or food, you have to pay if you take it.
Chen Nianhe clicked his tongue, shook his head and smiled, signaling Wu Lian and others to settle the accounts behind him, and then he rushed into the wind and snow on horseback.
Xue Liu was about to take people to the farm when Sang Zhixia waved to her to come closer and whispered a few words to her.
Xue Liu nodded continuously: "Don't worry, I understand."
Sang Zhixia turned around and went into the house, anxious to tell the old man what happened today.
Xue Liu brought Wu Lian and his party to the farm. After the fodder had been counted and moved, he returned half of the silver that Wu Lian had given.
"My master said that General Chen's words are valuable, so I'll just give him half the price."
Xue Liu clapped his hands after he finished speaking, and Song Liu and others came out carrying a dozen large bamboo baskets, which were filled with goose eggs covered with rice husks.
Wu Lian was surprised and said, "This..."
"General Chen rarely comes to the village. Fodder is a serious business and should be calculated separately. These can be considered as a gift from my master as a junior to General Chen."
In addition to the goose eggs in the basket, Sang Zhixia also prepared a few jars of good wine for Chen Nianhe.
Wu Lian watched Song Liu and others load all the things into the car, and after a moment of silence, he smiled and shook his head.
As expected of someone personally taught by the old man of the Xu family, his combination of hardness and softness, and his control over release are truly impeccable.
After the favor was done, Wu Lian took away the people who had been temporarily staying here and sent a large amount of fodder to the northwest camp overnight.
Just when Sang Zhixia was about to close the door and rest, Xue Liu brought news. She suppressed her excitement and said, "Boss, the food has arrived."
Sang Zhixia stood up unexpectedly: "Is it arriving today?"
Xue Liu whispered, "The first batch of grain should have been sent directly to North City, but the grain from North City hasn't arrived yet. The grain that was secretly delivered to the village has already arrived at the village entrance. Song Liu and Mo An have already taken people to receive it."
The situation everywhere in the Northwest is so terrible that it makes people feel confused and confused.
Although Sang Zhixia did not tell Xu Yu in detail about the situation in the village in the letter, Xu Yu was so perceptive that he could naturally sense it through the letter.
The grain brought from thousands of miles away entered the northwest, and the first place it was sent to was Luobei Village.
Sang Zhixia rushed to the village entrance in the snow that had started falling again, and saw an endless line of mule and horse carts.
The three escort teams working together were the ones who brought the food here. Everyone had a long sword on their waist. Before they even got close, one could feel the murderous aura coming towards them. It was obvious that they were all martial artists.
The leading escort saw Sang Zhixia being escorted here by Xue Liu, and bowed his head politely, clasping his fists. "Xue Ru, I've been asked to deliver these things here. Here's the list, please review it."
The list is in Xu Yu's handwriting.
Sang Zhixia looked from top to bottom in the light of the torch, and saw clearly what Xu Yu emphasized on the list, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise.
"There are three carts filled with boxes. Where are these?"
Xue Ru leaned sideways and made a gesture of invitation: "Please follow me."
The three carts of boxes that Xu Yu specifically mentioned in the list contained various types of rice seeds that Sang Zhixia wanted before departure.
The man lingered in the land of fish and rice for a long time, and packed all the rice seeds he found into the box in front of him according to categories, and brought them all back to Sang Zhixia without missing a single grain.
Song Liu walked over and opened a box for Sang Zhixia to examine. Sang Zhixia smelled the distinctive scent of the medicine used on the rice seeds and nodded, saying, "Not bad."
"These are kept for seed after being treated with medicine. They don't need to be stored in the granary. Take them all to the north yard."
"The rest is three thousand pounds?"
Xue Ru nodded: "Do you think we should weigh it on the spot?"
"Don't bother."
Sang Zhixia narrowed her eyes in a cheerful mood, shook her head, and said, "You've all worked hard escorting me all the way here. Why don't you all stay in the village temporarily tonight and leave tomorrow when the snow and wind stop?"
A large number of people and mules and horses entered the village, causing quite a commotion.
If you rush out in the middle of the night, people from the village will come to extort money tomorrow.
Sang Zhixia knew that the ones from the village had been delivered first, and the ones from the north city should be arriving soon, so she didn't want to take the things in her pocket out at all.
Xue Ru and the others were indeed exhausted, so they did not refuse. After helping to move the rice into the granary, Lin Yun took them to the residence near the farm to rest.
The commotion at the village entrance had already attracted the attention of many villagers. Many eyes were standing on tiptoe to look around, and some were whispering along the way.
Sang Zhixia didn't bother to rest. She briefly explained the situation to the village chief who had rushed over after hearing the news. Finally, she whispered, "Village chief, I will be away from the village for a few days. I'll have to trouble you to help me keep an eye on things here."
This batch of grain was still sold at the price previously given to the villagers.
The villagers are familiar with the process, so there won't be any problems.
But Sang Zhixia still couldn't help but entrust a few more words, in case something really happened and Xu Wenxiu and others were unable to cope with it.
The village chief said sternly, "Don't worry, little girl. I'm watching over you. I guarantee nothing will go wrong!"
After saying this, the village chief couldn't help but frown: "It's a mess outside, it can't compare to the peace and quiet in the village. Why are you not staying at home to hide from the winter? What are you doing outside during the New Year?"
Sang Zhixia's face was filled with an indescribable sense of depression, and she said with a headache, "If you hadn't told me, I would have forgotten that it's Chinese New Year."
It is rare for busy farmers to look forward to a good year, but this year there is no hope at all.
But thinking of what Chen Nianhe had said before, Sang Zhixia still said with a stiff upper lip: "Anyway, there are other things I need to do. I entrust the care of the old and young in my family to you."
She had to do what she promised Chen Nianhe.
The grain to the village was delivered at night, and the grain to the north city was only half a day later than that to the village.
Sang Zhixia was about to leave for the city. Before she left, the old man looked at her, who had been wrapped like a cotton ball by Xu Wenxiu and others, and said, "Just do your best, don't force yourself."
"If you encounter any difficulties, you can send someone back to find me."
Sang Zhixia smiled through the falling snow and responded crisply, "Okay."
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