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Chapter 972

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Yu Shinan was so shocked by Zhang Feng's words that he smacked his lips twice.

They had come to Xiao Mountain not to satisfy their appetite, nor to see how good Zhang Feng was at stirring up trouble. What they valued was Zhang Feng's courage and insight, as well as his unique and innovative teaching methods.

They had also seen the problem that Zhang Feng was facing.

They couldn't see anything in terms of business at the moment. After all, everything had reached its climax. Even if others wanted to, they couldn't replicate it.

This was the trigger for the conflict.

If they couldn't do anything to Xiao Mountain, what could they do?

Wouldn't it be better to destroy Xiao Mountain in other ways?

Wouldn't this be exactly what they wanted?

They couldn't find a cuju team, so they deliberately delayed the release of the news. Then, they only released the news five days before the basketball game was rejected. Anyone would be angry.

As for those people in the dark, they were waiting for Zhang Feng to get angry.

Once Zhang Feng got angry, there would be a joint report. Zhang Feng publicly insulted the court officials and was dissatisfied with the Mid- Autumn Hunt. Although Yu Shinan and the others knew that Lao Li was the Emperor, they couldn't stop these people from gossiping.

Even if Zhang Feng chose to remain silent, when the time came for the Autumn Hunt, if the disciples of the White Deer Institute were to lose out, the White Deer Institute would still be shut down. Wasn't this exactly what they wanted?

They couldn't do anything to you if you hid on the mountain. However, they just had to destroy everything on the mountain. Wouldn't you come down the mountain?

But now?

Yu Shinan suddenly realized Zhang Feng's intention from Zhang Feng's plan.

He wanted to start a war with the people hiding in the dark!

Zhang Feng was really angry.

Yu Shinan couldn't help but mourn for Zhang Feng's enemies when he thought of the terrifying weapons in the smelter and what Zhang Feng said at that time.

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

He waved his hand and said, "Come up with a plan immediately. We'll discuss it with Lao Li later. You just focus on preparing for the Mid- Autumn Hunt. We'll take care of these things."

"After all, Old Man and the others haven't been seen in the market for the past two years. They say that the Old Man and the others are part of White Deer College. They don't even give face to the Old Man... Old Man wants to see who dares to mess with me!"

Zhang Feng was overjoyed when he heard this.

He was waiting for this sentence.

As long as the Four Confucian Scholars stood up and supported him, what did he have to be afraid of?

He hurriedly bent over the table and wrote down the plan. Yu Shinan asked, "Now tell me, how are you going to set up the textile factory? You can't possibly plant mulberry trees in the back of the mountain and wait seven or eight years before you start weaving, right?"

"I told Lao Li about the textile factory. It's going to be built under the waterfall. We'll build a waterwheel there and use the waterwheel to drive the linkage. Then, we'll be able to operate hundreds of looms at the same time! Plus, we won't need many people to operate it. "

"…"

Yu Shinan wanted to say that it was a fantasy, but when he opened his mouth, he couldn't say anything.

At this moment, Yuchi Gong, who they thought had already left the mountain, suddenly shouted at the door. Zhang Feng was so scared that his hand trembled. A good piece of paper was basically scrapped.

Zhang Feng complained with some annoyance, "Old Yu, can you f * cking make a sound like thunder? I'm fine, but what if something happens to Mr. Boshi because you scared him? Can you bear the responsibility? "

However, Yuchi Gong acted as if he didn't hear him. He rubbed his hands and walked into the living room. He stared at Zhang Feng with shining eyes and asked, "You said that something like that, can you leave it to my people to do it?"

Zhang Feng looked at Yuchi Gong, who was almost drooling as he stared at him, and felt the hairs on his body stand up. Old Yu already had a rough appearance. If his portrait was pasted on the door, it would be even more effective than a door god!

At this moment, Yuchi Gong was excited.

The army had always lacked food and clothing. On one hand, it was because of the problem of salary. As long as there was a way to earn money, Yuchi Gong would do it even if he had to rob.

After all, there were so many brothers in the army who were crying piteously for food.

Seeing that it was going to get cold soon, he began to worry about the army's winter clothing. There was a lot of activity in the army, and a piece of clothing would be torn after a short period of time. In addition, they had to move around in the muddy water all year round. Sometimes, they were so sleepy that they couldn't stand it anymore. Many soldiers would wrap themselves in their clothes and lie down in the mud to sleep.

A piece of clothing couldn't last for three months. It was about the same as the clothes of a beggar.

Every year, every season, the imperial court would only distribute clothing and supplies. However, this was basically a drop in the bucket. The amount of clothing that could be distributed in the army was based on the number of people on the permanent staff. In addition to the permanent staff, there were more people than the permanent staff. Outside of the permanent staff, there were people who gathered intelligence for them and sent messages. These people's identities were all hidden. Unless it was absolutely necessary, no one would report their status.

The main reason was to protect these people.

Therefore, it didn't matter during the summer. At worst, they could just go bare-chested. However, it was impossible during the winter. Every winter, there would be a large number of soldiers who would freeze to death due to hunger and cold. Now that he had gotten a piece of information from Zhang Feng that could allow his brothers to have a good winter, how could he give up on this hope?

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