Chapter 37: Return Home

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  That morning, Qian Ruyun saw Meng Yao flash by her window with a smile. This big bad guy must have picked up some treasure on the street and was smiling like a money fanatic. She grabbed her brother's hand and jumped out of the house, blocking Meng Yao's path.

  "Scoundrel, money-grubber! Why did you sneak out early without telling us? Come clean, are you making a fortune somewhere again?"

  These days of mixing with Meng Yao, although she can't go out every day and can only look at the Western scenery outside the window pitifully, but what Meng Yao does every day is clear as crystal.

  Meng Yao almost changed his outfit every day, sometimes in a suit and tie, sometimes in a top hat and long shirt. One time he even came out of the house in tattered clothes, which nearly scared Qian Ruoyun into fainting on the spot. If it weren't for Xiangdi's bigger courage, they would have beaten up this suddenly appearing beggar. The two then burst out laughing, and after finishing laughing, couldn't help but sigh. This rascal, really whatever he dressed as looked like it, not becoming an actor was a waste of his talent.

  But Qian Ruyun is not like Meng Xiang, smiling and then it's over. Meng Yao goes out with a different identity, definitely not for fun. Workers, peasants, intellectuals, and merchants, he must be mixing with all kinds of people every day, exchanging blows with all sorts of characters. Hmph, although I've never done this before, I still understand the tricks very well.

  Of course, Meng Yao is definitely not a revolutionary party member. She has already figured this out through her brother's clever tactics and extracted all the information she knows. If she's not a revolutionary party member but looks like one, what else can she be afraid of?

  Meng Yao looked at Qian Ruyun with an increasingly amused expression.

  Eight hundred thousand taels of silver from the Bank of China, one million two hundred thousand taels of white silver, plus the twenty thousand kilograms of grain that Lu Tao just mentioned in the telegram, five thousand sets of clothes, and money for buying cakes. Old Master Qian is indeed a generous person. Overjoyed, he couldn't help but calculate the family's assets with Old Master Qian, and finally came to a conclusion: The Qian family is definitely a big fish pond, with many more fish. However, he wouldn't do anything stupid like draining the pond to catch all the fish at once.

  Facing Qian Ruyun's pure and innocent big eyes, could the little nine in his heart be spoken out loud? Meng Yaoju smiled mysteriously, waved his hand, and suddenly produced two strings of sugar gourds from behind his back, which made the two pretty girls shriek and snatch them away.

  "Go ahead and eat, I had a hard time finding it."

  Looking at the two red lips flying up and down, the bright and colorful sugar gourds were licked by the soft tongue tip, and in the blink of an eye, they disappeared. Meng Yao couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, and his mouth pretended to be calm and composed, saying: "Eat slowly, eat slowly, no one is competing with you."

  Qian Yun's mouth was mumbling, and she stretched out a small white hand like an onion to Meng Yao again.

  "No more, no more." Meng Yao hastily shook his head and threatened: "This thing is not good for girls to eat too much, it will make you fat and affect your figure."

  "You're still feeding us, you rascal." Qian Ruyun hummed with her nose.

  Meng Yao rubbed his nose, smiling and saying, "Finished eating? Good. When you eat someone's food, you should listen to their orders. Both of you, attention! Turn around and head towards Tang County, let's go."

  As soon as Brother heard, he turned around and ran towards the house. No need to ask, looking at her excited appearance, it's clear that she had already returned with a eager heart. Only Qian Ruyun was unhappy, pouting and staring at Meng Yao with hatred. Alas, if she had known earlier, she wouldn't have wanted this sugar-coated cannonball. Oh right, this new term was mentioned by Meng Yao yesterday, saying he has already prepared many sugar-coated cannonballs and can now return home triumphantly.

  On this road, except for Qian Ruyun who was unhappy, almost everyone else was chatting and laughing.

  But the happiest one is Cao Feibiao. With Meng Yao's big package, many things don't need to be uploaded or downloaded, and can be settled directly with a word from Meng Yao. In just a few days, they sold out more than a dozen patents, including tactical flashlights, multi-purpose military knives, canned beef, etc., anything that could be taken out was promoted by them, and the final harvest was over 3 million silver coins, you say he's not happy. Now, Meng Yao won't force him to want silver coins anymore.

  Qian Ruyang from Shanghai and Zhang Jun, who had already arrived there to investigate, also sent a message that after the New Year, they can organize a batch of building materials and related machinery, together with an experienced professional team, to be sent to Niutou Mountain.

  Perhaps in less than a year, this empty sky will become the world of the crack troops. By then, it will be no big deal to rush thousands of miles overnight and take the enemy's head like taking something out of one's pocket. Meng Yao sat on a broken cow cart, swaying gently as he stared at the rolling dark clouds in the sky, smiling as he sat there like a Maitreya Buddha.

  "Sleep tight, boss?" Cao Feibiao said, nodding towards Qian Ruyun at the back of the car.

  "Don't dream, how can we plan for this chaotic world." Meng Yao said calmly and leisurely, but suddenly looked worried at Qian Ruyun's gloomy face, and couldn't help but sigh: "This girl is really a bit silly, she was brainwashed by others. When we return to Tang County, she will insist on following us up the mountain, what will Old Master think of our Tujie Camp? Human traffickers, flower thieves?"

  "There's a very simple way," Cao Feibiao said with ill intentions, sticking his ear up: "Find a day when the flowers are in bloom and the moon is full, and take her down all at once. Any fool can see that this chick's heart has been hooked by someone."

  Meng Yao lifted his foot, ready to kick. But looking at the messy rocks and mud under the wheels, and Cao Fei's dusty face, Meng Yao didn't kick after all. At this point, he was just following his brother's lead, doing whatever he said. He suddenly felt a pang of sympathy and changed his foot to his hand, patting Cao Fei's somewhat gaunt shoulder with emotion.

  "Fei Biao, remember, as long as the assault team doesn't grow stronger by a single day, I won't have any other thoughts. However," he said, staring tightly into Cao Fei Biao's eyes, "you're different, I won't let you not have a girlfriend on that side and also not have one on this side. I swear."

  Cao Feibiao listened and suddenly turned his head silently.

  This time, Meng Yao specially hired two ox carts. Even if it was just to be cautious, he didn't want to return so quickly. Moreover, he also wanted to take a closer look along the way at this China of the twenties, with villages under wispy cooking smoke and people rising with the sun and resting with the sunset, and see how much difference there was between this and his impression of history.

  So, they walked slowly like this until dusk, and the ox cart stopped at a mountain pass.

  The crowd was in a state of wonder, the two carters who had been hired to drive the carriage jumped down from the vehicle with a look of shock and alarm on their faces, put away the whip, and with one hand grabbed hold of the ox's halter, leading it to the side of the road.

  "What's going on?" Zhuge Dun jumped down and grabbed a car handle, asking.

  "Hey, mister, can't you see if you just look ahead?" The bicycle rickshaw driver answered cautiously, and then huddled together with another rickshaw driver, whispering to each other.

  Zhuge Dun raised his eyes and looked around, only to see dust flying in the distance, and faintly heard one or two curses. Further away, it seemed that black smoke was rising. He didn't dare hesitate, immediately turned around and ran back to the carriage. At this time, Meng Yao also led people down from the carriage, surrounding Qian Ruyun and Wang Zijun in the center, vigilantly looking around.

  "Commander, it seems like something has happened up ahead. What should we do?" Zhuge Dan said, putting his hand into his bosom.

  Meng Yao nodded and looked at the number of people around him. Not counting the two maids, there were seven of them in total. As long as they didn't encounter any major changes, he believed that nothing would go wrong.

  "I'll go take a look. Shield, you keep an eye on the camp." Cao Fei Biao said, and then immediately took off running.

  "Wait a minute." Meng Yao said, walking straight to the two drivers, first looking at them coldly for two minutes before putting on his usual smile and asking: "Two bosses, we are going to Tang County, you stopped the car before reaching our destination, don't you need to give me a reason?"

  The cart driver naturally knew who Meng Yao was, so he quickly put on a smiling face and said, "Master, we stopped for your sake. The village ahead is rioting with bandits, we dare not go any further."

  Meng Yao's face fell: "If so, why didn't you say it when I hired you?"

  "Who would have thought that the bandits would come back and forth, and run all the way here?" Carrying a bitter face, he sighed straight.

  Listen, brother, and suddenly looked up and down at the two car handles, humming in his mouth: "You can't deceive me, quickly say, are you their accomplices?"

  The two carters listened, then looked at each other and saw the warrior's dagger-like eyes, scaring them into kneeling down with a thud. They repeatedly said: "We don't dare to talk nonsense, we are just carters, if you don't believe us, go back and ask around, people in the city all know us."

  Meng Yao pulled open the curtain and signaled for the two men to stand up.

  "Alright, you two brothers, how much is this ox cart worth in dollars? We'll buy it. If you're afraid, you can go back now. As for us, we can't walk to Tong County, so we'll drive the cart ourselves." He said, pulling out a handful of silver coins.

  The rickshaw driver looked at his younger brother and didn't dare ask for a high price, so he held out two fingers.

  Meng Yao handed the silver coins to the two men, and in a flash, they pocketed the money and ran off. Meng Yao's brother watched with his eyes wide open, stunned. Finally, he cursed: "You've really disgraced us men of Zhongyuan! If I had my way, I'd have you killed!"

  (I'm ready to sign. So, this book will be written according to the outline, absolutely no dropping it. A heads up, the first volume "鼎立中原" (Triumphant in Central Plains) has been going on with farming, flirting and making money, our family's wealth is growing day by day, so the second volume "渐入佳境" (Gradually Entering a Better Situation) will soon unfold,歼20 will return to blue skies, and the book's theme will start to take stage. Basically updating twice a day, almost 100,000 characters now, so I've decided to shamelessly ask for votes again, alas, how can I thank you enough?)