Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan also heard about Xu Yilong and her brother Xiao Yuan's poetry gambling. The two just smiled and did not pay much attention to it.
They knew that it was impossible for Xiao Yuan to take the initiative to propose a bet. It must be Xu Yilong who wanted to make some money. Moreover, Xu Yilong was asked to come over to play with the little guys.
Back then, Xu Yilong had planned to find additional opportunities to earn money while playing with Xiao Bei and the others. In the end, she did not bring him along. The investment amount of the little guys was too large. He wanted to participate, but he could not afford the capital.
After leaving Yizhou, it was even more impossible for him to find opportunities to make money.
Earning money in the Six Zhao places? That was all bartering. He could only follow and watch. Now that he was really upset, he wanted to compete with the little guys and earn some money to comfort himself.
Moreover, Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan also clearly knew that Xu Yilong seemed to admire the nine little guys very much. She was shocked by the previous contact. Along the way, she always wanted to find an opportunity to show her ability.
In that case, let them play. Although it was also gambling, gambling on poetry was better than gambling on dice.
"Actually, I have always thought that gambling is not good." Zhang Xiaobao said along with Xu Yilong and Xiao Yuan's gambling.
Wang Juan did not say anything. She blinked twice and stared at Zhang Xiaobao.
Zhang Xiaobao was embarrassed by her stare and said, "Gambling without a purpose is not good. I used to gamble with a purpose. Do you agree?"
"The purpose of gambling is to win. Everyone is the same. Don't find excuses. That dice made you listen. You really don't feel ashamed."
Wang Juan admired Zhang Xiaobao's gambling skills, but she would not agree with Zhang Xiaobao.
"Who said that the purpose of gambling is to win? Is there no one who deliberately loses money? For example, you relied on your identity and found that you had no money in hand. What should you do? Isn't it … "
"It's fine as long as I catch you. You have money, so I don't need to gamble with others. Actually, I can make money by catching people. Moreover, I don't need to go through that kind of soul-stirring process and frighten others." Wang Juan said to Zhang Xiaobao with a smile. She pointed to the circle on the map and asked, "Have you thought of a way? Gambling? "
"How do you know?" Zhang Xiaobao revealed a shocked expression, and his body even moved backwards to hide, giving people the feeling that his thoughts had been seen through.
Wang Juan leaned forward. "I'm your wife. You've already reminded me. Otherwise, why would you mention Xiao Yuan and Xu Yilong's gambling for no reason? Would you care about winning or losing a few hundred hits? Husband ~! Am I right? "
"Don't. Many people are watching." Zhang Xiaobao had a bashful look on his face. The people around him didn't look at him and didn't move their ears. Obviously, they were used to it.
If it were other rich people, this would be very rude. However, they felt that it was normal for their young master and young lady to flirt together. Only mortals would care about other people's thoughts, while little immortals were unrestrained.
Moreover, although the two people were so intimate, the plan that came out during the intimate process was accompanied by blood. Listening to it could also increase one's knowledge.
The people beside the donkey cart, including the donkey pulling the cart, were very calm.
Zhang Xiaobao was even more calm. Seeing Wang Juan's beautiful big eyes staring at him, he said gently, "Madam, you've seen through my little plan. Since that's the case, why don't we have an in-depth communication?"
"Okay." Wang Juan's voice was even more charming. "Husband, how do you want to communicate? How do we go in-depth?"
"For example, we can compete with them in hunting in the mountains and diving in the lake. The two of us and the nine little guys will participate. I believe that Xiaobei and the rest won't drop the ball at the crucial moment." Zhang Xiaobao said.
"En! That's deep enough. How do we communicate? "Wang Juan also did not doubt that her younger brother and sister would be worse than others in the water.
Especially Xiaobei, whose talent in the water was almost demonic. After this battle, they would go back and hold a large-scale sports meet between the Tang Empire and the surrounding countries. Then, they would let Xiaobei participate in water sports, such as diving, swimming, and so on. They would use a video recorder to record it and show it to the people of the Tang Empire.
Zhang Xiaobao also had the same idea. He wanted to add a few more sports, such as shooting. When the others were absent, the people of his country could compete by themselves. He and Wang Juan could also participate in the frisbee game. He had not played for a long time and missed it.
"What else?" Wang Juan asked again.
"I plan to get their people to follow the team. Otherwise, it would be a pity to kill them. To be honest, when you mention Tispur, I don't think of India, but 'Chronicles of the Western Regions'. It also says that the current ruling class is no longer the same as when the little monk came out. The previous leader of the Kamal Nagbo Kingdom has changed.
And I remember that around this region, the religions are very chaotic. Of course, it's not as chaotic as my Chinese religion. When a religion exists in a place, not only does it show that there are different beliefs, but it also reflects war, bloodshed, and sacrifice. The conflicts between religions are no different from the conflicts between countries. And some countries are religious countries themselves.
Since that's the case, why can't we help them? Can we bear to see them suffer in this place, be despised, bullied, and then live a difficult life? "
As Zhang Xiaobao finished speaking, the corners of his mouth turned down and his head tilted up. His eyes were filled with unyielding grief and anger.
"You want me to vomit, don't you? Just say that you plan to trick them into working as laborers. Why do you need to find so many excuses? Indeed, it's no longer the era of the Kamal. It's been replaced by the Mericha clan. The entire region is very large, including a section of the Ganges. Even in our time, it hasn't changed much. The caste system still exists.
It's a very important aspect of the Two Rivers Basin in India. Tell me your complete plan. Don't mention anything about helping others. Look, even the donkey is laughing. "
What Wang Juan wanted to hear now was Zhang Xiaobao's comprehensive plan. Just now, he had tapped his face with his fingers for a while. She hadn't seen him like this for a long time.
She definitely wouldn't believe that he didn't have a series of plans that could be used to scheme against others.
Zhang Xiaobao became shy for a moment. "No ~! There's no comprehensive plan. I just want to deal with the other party's 3,000 people first. Look, they helped Duoshi. I've already guessed the reason. It's probably because Duoshi promised them that after occupying Lhasa City, he would continue to occupy Qinghai Lake.
In this way, we can provide an endless supply of salt to others. Living in this era where people start a war for salt, I don't know if I should be happy or sad for those who died in battle. "
Wang Juan first glared at Zhang Xiaobao and said, "I know about the salt, but your purpose is definitely not that simple. It's just like the economic invasion plan against Duoshi that can be implemented immediately."
"Then you wait and see if that's the case." Zhang Xiaobao didn't say anything. He looked like a dead pig that wasn't afraid of boiling water.
"Let's wait and see. Hmph! Are you planning to give salt to these 3,000 people? "Wang Juan asked.
She felt that if Zhang Xiaobao really used salt as a bet, the other party wouldn't be able to resist. Salt was really too cheap and too expensive.
During her and Xiao Bao's time, no one would buy a lot of salt and table salt. Of course, industrial salt needed a lot. The salt they ate was too much. The least valuable thing was salt. It was the same all over the world. It wasn't because salt couldn't make money, but because no one dared to use salt to make money.
Many countries were destroyed by salt. As long as a salt tax was collected in every dynasty, as long as a portion of people controlled the price of salt, it meant that the dynasty was about to end.
Salt was the most basic standard to measure social stability. It was more forward-looking than food. The lack of food was the fundamental impetus for a country's instability. The rise in the price of salt was the beginning of the instability.
It was such a common thing that no one could live without. Therefore, the people who enjoyed the low price of salt should be grateful to this regime.
Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan's thoughts were the same, so the words he replied at this moment were also in line with Wang Juan's thoughts.
"I want to give them some salt first, then bet on their ability to survive in the jungle and mountains, the ability to dive and catch fish, or the speed of swimming, etc. If they win, we'll keep half of the salt and guarantee that the salt they eat in the future will be free. "
"What if we win?" Wang Juan played along and asked.
"If we win, they have to follow our team forward. We'll provide them with the salt they need along the way, and they'll help us hunt and pick wild vegetables. At the same time, after we win, we can still provide them with a large amount of salt, but they have to work in exchange.
As long as they work for a day, they can get 20 to 100 grams of salt, depending on their efficiency and the danger of the work. For example, mining. In just 12 hours of mining, they can get 100 grams of salt, 100 grams. "
Zhang Xiaobao said seriously, as if the reward was very high.
"Do you dare to say this to the people of our time? 100 grams is equal to 2 taels of salt, right? A good well was 5 yuan per catty, so you can earn 1 yuan per day from mining, right? A catty of ordinary northeastern rice is more than 7 yuan. "
Wang Juan was amused by Zhang Xiaobao. Zhang Xiaobao's expression was so serious that it made people feel that it was not 100 grams of salt, but gold.
Zhang Xiaobao was discouraged and said with a smile, "I'm telling the truth. You can't always use the rules of another era to measure the things in front of you. I know that salt is worthless, and gasoline and diesel are worthless. Maritime satellite phones have been eliminated, because all mobile phones are directly connected to satellites and have global coverage. The problem is, do you have it now?
If you really want to talk about it, who will give me my yachts and private jets? Do I need to take a donkey cart? I'm not here to experience life as a tourist. This is the happiness and sorrow of the era, and the helplessness and suffering under the suppression of technology. Let's help them. "
"I think we can just use salt to open the road in the future. We don't need to exchange other goods, especially your follow-up economic means. Why use this and that? Salt is enough," Wang Juan said.
"No, there needs to be luxury goods for the upper class. The better the upper class enjoys, the angrier the people are. When a regime is rotten to a certain extent, it is the moment they enjoy the best luxury goods.
Take this opportunity to attack them, and their people will no longer support their upper class. When the people of a country ruled by a regime are living well, and the power of the ruler is restricted, you must not attack. You can't win, just like … "
"America?" Wang Juan did not wait for Zhang Xiaobao to finish and said two words.
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