Portable Space Can be Summoned

Yang Yuan knew a long time ago that summoning soldiers could keep his foundation, but if he wanted to expand his foundation, he needed the participation of Giethoorn Village and even Zhangjia Village.

Unless he can restart the recruitment hall.

But who knows when it will open? What are the conditions for opening?

Pulling more villagers from Giethoorn Village into his team is crucial to Yang Yuan's development.

With the passage of time, the drought has become more and more serious, and the engineering teams who built the water have returned to the villages, because they have no canals to dig, and even if they dig, there is no water to lead.

The Cangshui River has not yet dried up, and the water in it is still rolling towards the east.

But if you want to divert water from the Cangshui River for irrigation, it is not something that one or two thousand people, or even 10,000 to 20,000 people can do for a year and a half.

Without 30,000 people, and without two years, the attention of wanting to hit the Cangshui River can only lead to disaster.

Now the drought is getting worse and worse, and the grain reserves in the county and town are running low, so the engineering team can only be disbanded.

Now they are civilians, and once they run out of food, they may become bandits at any time.

Zhang Guolin returned with nearly 200 villagers from Giethoorn Village.

This put a lot of pressure on the village.

These are all mouths. Everyone should eat at least one and a half catties of grain every day.

There is a lot of grain in the public treasury, but even if it is a mountain of grain, there is no income but consumption, and sooner or later it will be eaten up.

Qigong is in a hurry!

It happened that Yang Yuan found him to recruit people at this time, which happened to solve Qigong's problem.

Regardless of whether you give money or not, at least Yang Yuan promises that he will take care of two meals a day, and there will often be snacks.

that's enough.

"The merit is immeasurable!" Qigong said with emotion.

After the production of snow salt increased, Yang Yuan and Giethoorn Village were both overjoyed, which meant that their lives would be better and that his career could be accelerated.

But the increase in the production of snow salt also has a major impact on another person, and he is the iron face.

The increase in the production of snow salt makes him happy and worried. The high-quality salt of snow salt is not worried about selling on the grassland. Even if the grassland is saturated, there is still a huge market in Shunguo.

It can be said that as long as there is as much snow salt in hand, as much iron noodles can be sold.

But more sales are not necessarily a good thing.

His Tieyun Village has now attracted the attention of many people, especially Heiyun Village, which also mainly sells salt, which has begun to confront Heiyun Village on the grasslands.

Originally, Tieyun Village did not sell salt. Now, with the snow salt produced in Giethoorn Village, Tie Mian stepped in and snatched many high-end customers from Heiyun Village.

This is equivalent to the hatred of murdering parents.

The revenge of killing my father is unbearable.

If Tie Mian increases the sales volume of snow salt, it will not only kill the father, but kill the whole family!

Although Tie Mian disliked the few cottages in the Eighteen Bandit, he knew that he had already begun to be envied by others, and he was not suitable for large-scale sales of snow salt.

"You have to find a way to sell them."

Tie Mian held a handful of snow salt in his hand, feeling its delicate graininess, and then let it fall from his hand.

Tie Mian put his finger dipped in snow salt into his mouth, "It's a waste to put it in your own hands!"

Although the sales have not yet been determined, the iron surface still pulled back all the snow salt.

The cooperation between him and Giethoorn Village went very smoothly, so Yang Yuan agreed that he would temporarily take credit and wait until the next transaction to complete it.

So Tie Mian had to hurry up and sell the extra snow salt in his hand.

Otherwise, the next transaction will have to use the old bottom of Tieyun Village to make up for the payment owed to Giethoorn Village.

To avoid this from happening, Iron Face has two options.

Continue to increase bulk shipments to the grasslands, or open up new sales channels for domestic sales, that is, sell into Shunguo.

Of course, there is another way to sell to Qi, but Tie Mian is not strong enough to choose this route, so at least it is not suitable for the current Tie Mian.

"Prairie or Shunguo?"

If it is calculated by sales profit and efficiency, selling snow salt in the grassland is the best choice.

If you want to be safer, and consider the possibility that the production of snow salt may increase again in the future, it is more suitable to open up new sales channels.

"It was sold in Shunguo!"

Iron Mian made a decision.

This will intensify the conflict between him and Heiyunzhai, but so what, I, Tieyunzhai, will be afraid of a private salt dealer?

However, in the eyes of others, his Tieyun Village was about to become a group of smugglers.

At Qingyangkou, 50 miles away from the sheep intestine, Pofeng Camp, one of the three battalions of the Zhenbei Army, is stationed here.

The deputy commander Zhang Zhixiao and the commander of the Pofeng Battalion, Lin Hai, were observing the surrounding terrain on the top of the low mountain around the camp.

Qingyangkou, an exit in the northeastern part of the Sanxiang Mountains, used to be a huge valley. Later, due to geological movements, an exit was formed, with mountains in the west and hills in the east.

Before the arrival of the Pofeng Camp, this place was occupied by a group of bandits, not the Eighteen Bandits, but only their little brother.

Now that the Pofeng Camp is here, they have wiped out the cottages here. I think the eighteen bandits in the intestines of the sheep have already received the news. It is up to the eighteen bandits to choose whether to hide in the mountains or rush over to loot.

Zhang Zhixiao was wearing a white Confucian robe, and his appearance was very elegant, completely unrelated to the image of a warrior.

But Lin Hai, the commander of the front-breaking battalion beside him, didn't dare to underestimate him at all.

Zhang Zhixiao looked at the Sanyang Mountains not far away and the mountain road that looked like it had been split by a knife, and felt very emotional. After all, he had returned to this place again.

"Commander Lin." Zhang Zhixiao called out Lin Hai's official position.

"Subordinates are here."

Lin Hai respectfully stepped forward and replied. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

Zhang Zhixiao is the deputy commander, he is the commander, only half a level apart, Lin Hai doesn't have to put his figure so low at all.

But Zhang Zhixiao's achievements are enough to make him admire and have to respect.

"Pofeng Camp is guarded at Qingyangkou, and a bandit is not allowed to let it go."

"Yes, this subordinate understands."

Zhang Zhixiao and Lin Hai walked back to the camp, thinking about the situation in the four northeastern counties as they walked.

"It's an eventful autumn!"

The more Zhang Zhixiao thought about it, the more he felt a headache.

The Eighteen Bandits are just a disease of scabies, otherwise they wouldn't be kings and hegemons only in the intestines of sheep.

The real enemy is still hidden in the dark.

The Zhenbei Army was transferred from the northwest to the four northeastern counties this time to maintain the stability of these four counties.

It's just that this drought is getting worse and worse, and the Cangbei County, which was still okay, will also be affected, and the grassland Beiman is just about to move.

The rule of the Dashun Kingdom in the four northeastern counties became more and more difficult.

Originally, the foundation of Shunguo was the poor peasants, small landlords, small handicraftsmen and small traders who supported Taizu's uprising.

The landowners and aristocratic families only chose to seek refuge after the success of the country.

Therefore, since the establishment of the Dashun Kingdom in the past sixty or seventy years, it has been weakening the strength of dividing the big families.

Originally, this policy was very successful, but in the past few years, God has made things difficult, and disasters have occurred frequently.

So those suppressed forces began to rise.

The Zhenbei Army was also transferred to the four most turbulent northeastern counties under such a situation.

The Pofeng Camp was stationed at Qingyangkou, and its mission was to keep an eye on the Eighteen Bandits, while keeping an eye on Beiman and Dongqi.

This task is very heavy, so heavy that the stressed person can't breathe.

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