Three Kingdoms: Plundering Entries, From Merchants to Emperors

Zhang Chen asked Gao Shun to rest first, and he summoned the [Assets] page.

[Property: 15,000 gold (360,000 coins)]

[Shops: 5 rooms]

[Land: 0 mu]

[Tenants: 0 people]

[Grain reserves: 800 shi]

This housekeeper Wu is not bad!

Although Zhang Chen did not know the specific accounts of the family before, since they were about to go bankrupt, they definitely did not have so much property.

At this time, the Zhang family's property reached 360,000 coins. In addition to the tens of thousands of coins that Huang Wenyi had cheated, housekeeper Wu made 170,000 to 180,000 coins in just one morning!

At this rate, the Zhang family will be able to restore its former glory in a few days.

Zhang Chen immediately asked Ping'er to call housekeeper Wu.

After a while, housekeeper Wu came to meet and reported the accounts to Zhang Chen. Zhang Chen was very satisfied after reading it, and he said straight to the point that he wanted to reopen the porridge shop.

After listening to it, Wu Guanjia pondered for a moment and agreed. He said that the master was kind and generous during his lifetime, and he never stopped giving out porridge on the first and fifteenth day of every month. Before, the Zhang family was in trouble, so they stopped, and now the crisis has been resolved, it is time to reopen.

Coincidentally, tomorrow is the fifteenth day, and the two hit it off. Zhang Chen immediately asked Wu Guanjia to prepare.

In addition, Zhang Chen also mentioned that he would supply 500 shi of grain and grass to Qujiazhuang every month in the future. Although Wu Guanjia didn't understand, Zhang Chen just told him not to worry about it and just do it.

There happened to be 800 shi of grain in the mansion. Excluding 500 shi of grain and grass, the rest would be enough to open a porridge shop and provide relief to refugees.

Wu Guanjia immediately agreed and left.

After handling this matter, Zhang Chen immediately called Gao Shun to come and asked him to go to the warehouse to pick up the 500 stones of grain and grass tomorrow and send them to Qujiazhuang.

At this time, in the Huang Mansion in the west of the city.

In the flower hall of the mansion, three people were gathered for a banquet.

Huang Wenyi was sitting on the left hand side, opposite a man with a rough figure and a face full of flesh, who was the county lieutenant Guo Dayong.

And sitting in the main seat in the middle was a man with a big belly, a greasy face, wearing official clothes, and a full official air.

This man was the county magistrate of Guangping, named Zhao Xiong.

Zhao Xiong was also born as a merchant and originally lived in Wei County. Last year, the Yellow Turban bandits robbed everywhere. Zhao Xiong was worried that it would bring disaster to his family, so he took the initiative to invest and provide money and food for the government army. After the Yellow Turban Rebellion, he was also named the magistrate of Guangping County for this merit.

But how could he be willing to pay for nothing? So as soon as he took office, he began to make up all kinds of excuses to exploit the people.

Huang Wenyi and him were old acquaintances. When he heard that he came to Guangping to serve as the county magistrate, he immediately colluded with him. The two of them, one official and one businessman, colluded with each other to bully the market. Merchants and hawkers were squeezed by them at will and had almost no way to survive. The people have suffered for a long time.

At this time, Huang Wenyi was smiling and raising his glass, drinking and chatting with the two.

Beside them, there were two frivolous and charming singing girls serving each other.

"Old Huang, are your people reliable? Can you kill the bastard of the Zhang family today?" Zhao Xiong said, pinching the singing girl's buttocks beside him, which immediately made her utter a coquettish sound.

Huang Wenyi smiled and said, "Don't worry, sir. The people in the Flying Tiger Camp are all desperate criminals. This time I gave them 100,000 yuan. Their boss promised to go in person, and it will be absolutely foolproof!"

"Oh, you old man, you have invested a lot this time!" Zhao Xiong laughed, "But I heard that Master Zhang had helped you in the past, so you are so cruel and ruthless to attack his son?"

"Haha? What kind of help?" Huang Wenyi said disdainfully, "That day, he used a promissory note to cheat me of 200,000 yuan! I will fight to the death with his Zhang family! Sir, wait a moment, when the news of the little bastard's death comes, we will kill the Zhang family and seize his property. By then, I will not let you two down."

"Haha! Good! Good!" The three of them laughed and clapped their hands.

After three rounds of drinking, Huang Wenyi still didn't see his men coming back, and he couldn't help but frown slightly.

After he suffered a loss at Zhang's house that day, he had been looking for an opportunity to retaliate. In the past two days, he sent people to keep an eye on Zhang's house while secretly contacting the bandit leaders outside the city, ready to take action at any time to kill Zhang Chen.

This morning, the people who were watching outside Zhang's house reported that Zhang Chen took a carriage out of the city, and only a driver followed him. Huang Wenyi was overjoyed and immediately sent his confidants Huang Yong and Huang Meng to fly out of the city to contact the bandits in the "Flying Tiger Village" and kill them halfway.

Calculating the time, it should be time to succeed. What's wrong with Huang Yong and Huang Meng? They are so slow in doing things. I will definitely scold them when I come back later!

Huang Wenyi thought to himself. At this time, a middle-aged servant ran over in a hurry, bowed to everyone, and came to Huang Wenyi and whispered a few words.

Huang Wenyi's face suddenly changed.

"What did you say! He... he's back?" Huang Wenyi stood up with an unbelievable look.

"Yes, the stalker reported that at noon, the kid surnamed Zhang had entered the mansion. Not long after, the housekeeper of the Zhang Mansion came out and said that he would reopen the porridge market in the market tomorrow to provide porridge to the refugees!"

"This... so, Huang Yong and his men failed? How is it possible? Aren't there only two of them? How can they not take down the Feihuzhai with so many people?"

Huang Wenyi sat dejectedly on the chair. He didn't understand. The other side was obviously only two people. How could they get away from the hands of the "Feihuzhai"?

"Useless trash!" Huang Wenyi cursed viciously, thinking that he must give Huang Yong and Huang Meng a good beating, and then find the people of the "Feihuzhai" to get the 100,000 yuan back.

Just as he was thinking, a servant suddenly ran in in a hurry.

"Master, master, something terrible has happened!"

"You bastard! Can't you see the two masters are here? How can you be so flustered!"

Huang Wenyi was so angry that he had no place to vent, and the servant bumped into him and was immediately scolded by him.

The servant was scolded and stood aside with his head down, trembling with fear, not daring to say another word.

"Speak! Are you dumb! What happened? Is there a fire in the house or a thief in the house!"

"Master, Huang...Huang Yong and Huang Meng...are dead!"

"What!!!"

Huang Wenyi stood up immediately after hearing this: "Where are the people from the 'Flying Tiger Village'?"

"Dead! All dead!" The servant said with a pale face, "The second in command of the 'Flying Tiger Village' came to our door and brought back the bodies of Huang Yong and Huang Meng, and said...he said that all the people sent out from the village were dead, and he insisted that we pay another 100,000 yuan! "

"What!!" Huang Wenyi was shocked and angry, "He's rebelling! He didn't do the job well, but he still dared to ask me for money!"

"Ahem!" Zhao Xiong coughed twice, picked up the wine glass and drank it all, then said silently: "Old Huang, it seems that your people are useless."

"Sir, this..."

"Stop talking nonsense and clean up your own ass." Zhao Xiong said, "It seems that the kid from the Zhang family has some skills, and this master has to do it himself. He wants to give out porridge, just in time, tomorrow, let's go and support him!"