"These are all written by Langjun. I didn't expect Langjun to be so knowledgeable about troop training …"
Meng Hun held the training rules written by Jiang Pengji like a treasure. Xu Ke was not used to Meng Hun's expression of admiration, so he gave him the original draft that Jiang Pengji had written before. The training content could be called "torture" by Xu Ke. Naturally, it was inhumane.
Meng Hun glanced at it and put it down quietly. He would rather read the revised version.
"Coach Meng, if there's anything you don't understand, you can come to me at any time."
Meng Hun was a tactful person. Xu Ke handed over the work easily, so the mental preparation he had done before was not put to use.
"Of course. I'll have to trouble Xiaoyu when the time comes."
Meng Hun cupped his hands and smiled. He liked Xu Ke a little more.
Civil and military were two different fields. As a scholar, Xu Ke was not familiar with training, but he was very meticulous in his work. Even though Meng Hun had never been in contact with this fledgling troop before, he had a rough idea after reading the content that Xu Ke gave him.
They were in the same camp, but they were not familiar with each other, so they did not talk about anything other than work.
Xu Ke was young, but he was talented and had a high level of comprehension. He learned a lot from Meng Hun's conversation. He was good at internal affairs, so he specialized in that area. He was very interested in the "wartime food transportation" that Meng Hun mentioned.
As the saying goes, "Before the troops move, the food and fodder move first." A good logistics transportation line could decide the outcome of a war.
His Langjun's ambition was not limited to that.
As the first member of Jiang Pengji's team, Xu Ke could not lock his position as an accountant in the Liu's.
In other words, Xu Ke had his own ambitions. They weren't small. At least, he wasn't just an accountant.
Meng Hun did not hide anything since Xu Ke was asking about it. He told him everything he knew and even the names of several books. As for how to find those books, it was not Meng Hun's concern.
Of course, Meng Hun did not read as many books as Xu Ke. He had the advantage of age and his own experience, which was valuable.
Unknowingly, the two of them chatted until night fell. After a hasty dinner, they went back to work.
Jiang Pengji went back to the Liu's and took out her night clothes. Then she put the two books in a secret place in the woodshed.
"That's good …"
She smiled. Everything was under control, which made her mood improve a lot. Her figure quickly disappeared into the night.
That night, the gambling house was still very noisy.
The gamblers did not care about the loss. They only cared about their own money and the money in other people's pockets.
The boss of the gambling house was so angry that he almost vomited blood after Jiang Pengji cheated him of more than 4,000 taels of silver.
Later on, he received news that the beautiful woman in the woodshed had been kidnapped by an unknown person. The hired thugs who were on duty at the gambling house had been seriously injured. When the old man heard this, he almost couldn't breathe. However, he had a tough life and was still alive.
Even though he had suffered two critical hits, the boss would not close down because of this. This business, of course, had to continue.
This casino was his property in Hejian County. If it was closed, how much silver would he lose in a day?
The boss's face was ashen as he swallowed the blood and broken teeth. He hired a doctor to treat the injured thugs and bought some medicine. After giving them a small sum of money, he sent them home to recuperate. The security of the casino was temporarily handed over to the thugs who were not on duty that day.
"Big! Big! Big! Big! "
"Small! Small! Small! Small! This time, it must be small! "
Voices rose and fell one after another, filling the lobby on the first floor of the gambling house. The banker was smiling on the surface, but he was nervous on the inside.
He opened the dice cup. Three sixes. It was still a leopard. The dealer was a killer.
At that moment, many gamblers who had lost their minds started to complain that there was a shady deal going on in the gambling house.
"Why is it a leopard again? This is the third leopard tonight, right? I have lost twenty taels since I came in! "
"The last one was 3.1, and now it's 3.6. Who would believe that there is no shady deal?"
"That's right. The money I earned from selling two acres of land has been taken away."
Faced with the ruckus of the gamblers, the banker sneered coldly in his heart. A bunch of fools.
The gambling house was a place where gamblers were emptying their pockets. How could there be no shady deal going on?
How could the dealer have won so many times without any shady deal?
Weren't they stupid?
The dealer saw that the gamblers were getting out of control. Some thugs came forward with sticks and threatened them. The hot-headed gamblers became as obedient as a quail. How could an ordinary person beat a thug with a thick stick with his bare hands?
The dealer said calmly, "If you are unlucky, go pray to the God of Fortune. If you lose, it's your bad luck. Don't blame the gambling house. What kind of place do you think the gambling house is? If you win, you lose. If you don't win, you have to be arrogant, right? "
In fact, the dealer was also in a dilemma. He had lost too much money, and no one was making money. Even the stupidest gamblers would be vigilant.
But what could he do?
The gambling house had been cheated of so much money. The boss naturally continued to exploit the gamblers.
In the past, he only occasionally pulled wool. Now, he planned to shave all the wool off the fat sheep.
"If you want to gamble, go. If not, get lost!" The dealer waved his hand in annoyance.
The gamblers looked at each other. In the end, no one left. They continued to hold on to the idea that they could make a comeback in the next round and earn back the money they had lost. They continued to indulge in this cruel trap. The dealer saw that they had surrounded the gambling table again. He snorted coldly in his heart.
Despicable!
The gambling house was still noisy and lively. The roars were mixed with the ecstasy of making money. It continued until dawn.
Early in the morning, the leaves of grass were covered with mist.
The city gates had not opened. Many people had gathered outside the city. Many of them had brought the vegetables they had harvested from their fields.
With a creak, the city gates opened. The people began to line up and enter the city one by one.
Thump thump thump!
The crisp sound of horse hooves came from afar. The people at the end of the line were carefully counting the eggs in their baskets. These were laid by their big hen. They had saved up for a few days to gather these few catties. They were waiting to sell them at a good price at the market to subsidize their family.
"Get out of the way!"
The people had already moved aside when they heard the horse hooves. However, they did not expect the other party to be so arrogant. They did not stop at all.
"Ah!"
"Help!"
"My eggs … my eggs …"
"Who stepped on me? It hurts … ouch …"
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