"Tell me honestly, who is this Han Ming in the courtyard?"
"Is he here to steal something? He seemed very suspicious and afraid of us today?" Zhou Xiaoqi asked in a deep voice.
This is exactly what Song Liyun wanted to say.
She didn't mention Black Gold, but only told us that Jin Sanzhong led people to break through the wall, captured Han Ming, and that Han Ming had now volunteered to be a bodyguard.
"These scoundrels dare to mess with military households!" Lin Xiaoqi slammed his fist on the table. "I'll go to town right now and find that Jin Sanzhong. I'll give him fifty lashes first."
Zhou Xiaoqi waved his hand: "What other plans do Miss Song and Young Master Song have?"
Since the Song siblings were able to capture Han Ming and keep him as a bodyguard, and even sent him here with his men, they must have their own plans.
It's easy to talk to the garrison; every military regulation is absolute.
There are only two ways to deal with it: fighting or killing.
Kim Sam-jung committed petty theft, a crime not punishable by death; he would usually just get beaten.
He wanted to hear the Song family's opinion first.
"Now that Han Ming is willing to be a bodyguard and Jin Sanzhong has admitted his mistake and learned his lesson, we don't want to make enemies, so we'll give them a chance to repent and start anew."
I'm telling my two older brothers now because I feel family matters shouldn't be kept secret. If we ever encounter any trouble in the future, they'll be there to help.
Song Liyun spoke the truth.
Human relationships are all about "affection." Sometimes, talking about trivial family matters is more effective in building relationships than treating people to meals or giving gifts.
Zhou Xiaoqi and Lin Xiaoqi nodded repeatedly, quite pleased with this trust.
Having just enjoyed a delicious meal, a sense of responsibility welled up within me.
The two then inquired in detail about the vegetable garden.
The reason why Song Liyun didn't hide her vegetable garden.
The reason is simple: growing vegetables in greenhouses requires little technological expertise.
Ordinary families would dig dug pits to grow bean sprouts inside, or place a few scallions and garlic in a soil pot on the kang (heated brick bed) and grow a few leeks to satisfy their cravings.
Wealthy families would spend a lot of money to build warm sheds to provide food and drink for their households.
In any case, winter dishes are a luxury.
It's clear that Suijinwei doesn't have the financial or material resources to cultivate it.
It would be good enough if a hundred people could eat bean sprouts occasionally to change their appetite.
Since they got a greenhouse in their backyard, the Song family has never lacked vegetables.
However, the Song family lacked powerful support, which is why even a petty thief could harbor malicious intentions.
"Brother Zhou, Brother Lin, I'd like to sell the vegetables and acorn flour from the backyard to the garrison. Do you think they need it?"
"Yes, of course we need it!" Lin Xiaoqi replied without hesitation.
They were junior officers, especially Lin, who was in charge of transporting supplies for the main vehicle team, so he naturally knew the inside story of the garrison.
A few months ago, when the migrant workers were building the gate wall, the quartermaster was jumping up and down cursing every day in the station because of the lack of food and money, which drove him to the brink of suicide.
Things have only gotten a little better in the last two weeks or so, but I've still been sighing and complaining quite a bit.
Acorn flour used to be so unpalatable that it wasn't included in military rations, even when resources were scarce.
However, they had already tried different acorn dishes at Song Liyun's place and were no longer averse to them. They even considered recommending them to the garrison.
Now that Song Liyun has brought it up, it suits my needs perfectly.
"Then I'll trouble you two to report to the garrison that we want to sell vegetables," Song Liyun said with a smile.
Zhou Xiaoqi and Lin Xiaoqi exchanged a glance, and both of them realized: this was their chance to climb the ladder.
Song Liyun could have spoken directly to Commander Luo.
She was not only a military household member, but she could also directly contact the garrison if she needed anything. In addition, she had the opportunity to collect her monthly interest from Commander Luo, and the transaction could be done in person.
But Song Liyun also knew that it was easy to coast along in the army, but to get promoted, one had to rely on military achievements.
Every step is accompanied by risk.
Even becoming a junior officer is not easy. To rise to the rank of captain of fifty men, or even a centurion, requires not only ability but also luck.
But things are different now. Getting military supplies for the garrison is a military achievement, and there's no risk involved.
Zhou Xiaoqi was delighted, and his attitude became even more amiable: "Okay, Miss Song, Brother Lin and I will go back to the station to report this, but the military can't afford the high prices for shopping."
Song Liyun nodded: "Brother Zhou, don't worry. I know a bit about the situation at the garrison. We can discuss the price."
Inside the house, Song Liyun and her siblings discussed the specific price and approximate yield with the two young flag bearers, while the courtyard was in complete chaos.
Several soldiers were surrounding Han Ming.
Wang Qi circled around him with interest, rubbing his hands together and said, "Are you a bodyguard hired by Miss Song? How about we spar a few moves to test our skills? Don't worry, it's just a test, we'll stop when we've made our point."
Since he ate the Song family's food, he should help out in some way. Inspecting this guard is a proper thing to do.
Han Ming also wanted to show off his skills.
Although he entered Baolin Residence, he was still frightened by Song Liyun's ghostly antics, and he still felt somewhat aggrieved.
Now that these soldiers are practicing their skills, it's good to show off some real skills to the boss.
Amid the jeers of the surrounding soldiers, the two men rolled up their sleeves and started fighting.
Han Ming had never learned any formal boxing skills; he relied on the unorthodox methods he had learned while wandering around for many years.
He was tall and strong, but his moves included ruthless techniques such as grabbing, scooping, slashing, and elbowing. He combined the wrestling skills of the Di tribe with joint lock techniques, making him vicious and unpredictable, and impossible to defend against.
As soon as they made their move, Han Ming grabbed Wang Qi by the waistband and threw him far away.
Wang Qi is no coward either.
He was not as strong as Han Ming, but he was well-trained in the army and had strong willpower. Even if he was defeated in one move, he did not panic.
Steady and methodical, punching and kicking, palm strikes as sharp as knives, a single punch can create a thousand waves.
After more than a dozen rounds of fighting, Han Ming, who had initially gained the upper hand, began to exhaust himself, and if the fight continued, he would clearly be losing ground.
Beside him, the other soldiers applauded and cheered for their comrades, creating a deafening roar of applause.
Beside the flower wall in the side courtyard, Hei Jin and Xiao An squatted at the base of the wall, looking out through the cracks in the wall.
When Hei Jin first saw Han Ming throw Wang Qi to the ground and make him roll around, he opened his mouth and laughed.
Later on, when Han Ming began to clearly lose and could only parry without being able to fight back, Black Gold became furious. Xiao An held it tightly, preventing it from rushing out.
Without Song Liyun's permission, Hei Jin dared not show himself. The petty and vindictive Hei Jin was furious, and he scratched at the brick seams with his claws, making the bricks crack and pop.
Seeing Black Gold's irritability, Xiao An simply climbed onto its back and grabbed its ears, refusing to let go.
My second sister said that if others find out that Black Gold is a vicious ghost that harms people, he will be caught and burned to death.
Black Gold's ears were being pulled painfully, and no matter how fierce it was, it dared not hurt Xiao An, so it could only stay still obediently.
When he saw his servant being beaten to the ground and unable to get up for a long time...
Black Gold couldn't hold back any longer. It threw Xiao An aside, turned around, and ran back to its attic to sulk.
After discussing the dishes and acorn flour with the Song family in the main house in the front yard, Zhou Xiaoqi and his group immediately returned to the garrison.
Wang Qi was about to leave, but he couldn't bear to part with the leftover pork intestines from lunch, so he simply took the dish with him.
Lin Xiaoqi carried a basket containing a large plate of raw dumplings and a few tender cabbage sprouts, which he wanted to show to the garrison quartermaster.
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