My balcony connects the Three Kingdoms

this night.

On the top of Longshan Mountain, singing and dancing.

The arrival of Wei Cheng gave the villagers a reason to take a holiday. Every household took out tables, chairs and benches, and set up a banquet for hundreds of families in the square.

The carnival lasted until the early hours of the morning.

Wei Cheng was given a lot of wine, and finally Xu Chu carried him back to the thatched cottage.

That's right, although from the bottom of the mountain, Longshan has become a dark steel fortress, but everything on the mountain has basically remained unchanged.

Especially on the hillside at the highest point of Longshan Mountain.

The thatched cottage where Wei Cheng first lived was cleaned by a special person every day, and even the water tanks in the yard were changed every day.

The next day.

Wei Cheng slept until the sun was three poles before waking up faintly rubbing his temples.

Hao Niang had already prepared a bowl of hangover soup. After drinking it, she felt warm and sweaty. After taking a hot bath, her whole body recovered.

Down the hillside, Longshan's militia team is conducting daily drills.

Xu Chu, Dian Wei, and Hao Zhao were also on the list, following the instructions of the militia captain, waving the spears in their hands tirelessly.

Outside the courtyard, Cai Yan and his daughters had already had their lunch, and they were chatting and laughing in the sun, doing homework.

Aunt Manhua was very grateful when she learned that her daughter Xiaohua was studying and reading at Heluo College. For them, reading is the exclusive property of the aristocratic family. When will it be their turn?
Now that her daughter has the opportunity to read and write, it is even more gratifying to her than the innumerable gold and silver treasures that Wei Cheng gave her.

"Son!"

"Haha, Aunt Manhua, and a few other aunts, long time no see."

Wei Cheng had the posture of a friend of women, and sat beside Cai Yan as a bachelor, chatting with a group of women.

Liu He, who was sitting by the side, looked curiously at Wei Cheng, who was gossiping with the women. This prince, who is considered unparalleled in the world today, now looks like a farmer, wearing coarse linen, eating simple food, chatting shamelessly. The topic of the dead.

"...Auntie Manhua, I told you before that it is enough to keep a few boars for breeding, and the rest will be fanned. After about half a year of raising like this, if you eat that meat again, it will definitely make your eyes shine. .”

Liu He's cheeks behind the golden silk fringed mask were slightly hot. How do you say this 'boar' looks like a 'princess'?
Wei Cheng took a sip of gruel, and said: "About the postpartum care of sows, I will send you a book later, and you should read and read. If the pig is well-raised, it will be in the present age. A great thing that will benefit thousands of years.”

Everyone covered their mouths and laughed secretly. When did raising a pig have so much knowledge? They all thought that Wei Cheng was just joking with Aunt Manhua.

Only Liu He had a serious look on his face, as if he had thought more deeply than the others.

Spent early lunch.

Wei Cheng came to the village and found Hao Dadao who was assigning tasks in the office.

Hao Dadao seemed to have known about Wei Cheng's return, and he had already ordered scented tea and pastries to be prepared.

"My lord, this is the list of all the accounts of the smelter in the past six months, and this is the supply list sent by Mr. Tian some time ago."

After Wei Cheng took it, he first put it on the table beside him, and said with a smile: "I'll leave these to you in the future, so I won't read them. I'm at ease when you do things."

Hao Dadao smiled flattered, picked up the teapot respectfully, poured tea, and said, "Your other bookkeepers can be ignored, but you'd better take a look at the second supply list."

Hearing this, Wei Cheng asked curiously, "Why, what's the problem?"

Hao Dadao put down the teapot, nodded and said: "Others are fine, but since last month, the demand for iron tires has increased by more than ten times. I asked people to check the places, and found that many of them were merchants who picked up the goods. They are all from Luoyang."

Wei Cheng changed his expression, then nodded with a smile, and said, "I know what you are worried about. Luoyang is nothing more than Dong Zhuo's people. Of course, I acquiesce in all iron tire transactions. Mr. Tian is only responsible for signing. Don't worry about it."

Hao Dadao showed a puzzled expression, and reminded: "Young master, Dong Zhuo is a...uh, I don't want to talk too much, but I just heard people say that he is not a good person. It is true that we sold our iron tires to him. okay?"

Wei Cheng comforted: "Uncle Dao, you can think of this, which proves that your ability is also improving. This is very good, but sometimes you don't just look at the problem from one side. Dong Zhuo is really ambitious, but other people don't necessarily think so." better than him."

Hao Dadao frowned, obviously not going around the corner, thinking that no one would sell it at all, thinking about it, he smiled self-deprecatingly.

Seeing this, Wei Cheng stood up and said, "You don't have to worry about this. At present, if you sell the iron tires to whomever you don't, there will be people in Anyi who will weigh the pros and cons. There is nothing wrong with your worry, but it's not something you should consider. What you should consider is how to increase production.”

Hao Dadao laughed awkwardly, "I was worrying too much."

Wei Cheng waved his hand indifferently, motioning for him to take him to the smelter.

However, Wei Cheng couldn't help but have an extra thought in his heart.

Hao Dadao thinks this way, does it mean that other people also think so, maybe people in the world will think that he is still having an affair with Dong Zhuo, and selling him iron tires is helping the evildoers?
Wei Cheng frowned slightly, planning to discuss this matter with Tian Feng and Xun Yu later.

···
Dahe, Chuanziba Ferry.

It used to be a small fishing village, but now it no longer looks like a fishing village.

Fishermen here were conscripted by an army to deliver goods from across the river.

"General, this batch of iron tires is worth 600 yuan, which is far from the 8000 yuan we expected."

A middle-aged man dressed as a scribe stood at the bow of the boat, and said to the man in military uniform on the shore.

This man was none other than Niu Fu, Dong Zhuo's son-in-law.

"How could there be such a difference, is Wei's out of stock?" Niu Fu asked with a frown.

The scribe jumped out of the boat, saluted respectfully, and then said helplessly, "It's not that Wei's is out of stock, but the price of iron tires in Hedong has more than tripled, and the food we brought can only be exchanged for so much."

"What, the price has increased again?"

Niu Fu's eyes widened, and he said angrily, "This is the second price increase in the past half month, and this Wei Shi is simply greedy."

Hearing this, the scribe took a step forward, cupped his hands and said, "The general doesn't know something. It's really not Wei's fault that the price of iron tires has increased. The reason why the price has suddenly increased so much is that someone is maliciously driving it up."

"Oh?"

The scribe looked to the southeast, and said in a deep voice: "According to the information I have obtained, I can be sure that there are at least three groups of people rushing to buy iron tires. The royal family of the Northland."

Niu Fu was stunned for a moment, "Then there is another group of people?"

The scribe frowned, sighed, and said, "The last wave of troops is very scattered, but their purpose is clear. I suspect that they are from the Sun-Liu Alliance, and they are the only ones who have such a large demand. It's just..."

Niu Fu urged: "Just what, you should hurry up and say it."

The scribe said uncertainly: "It's just that there are a few of them. I heard their tone and accent sound a bit like Yanzhou. The Sun-Liu Alliance is in Jingzhou, so it seems that it has nothing to do with Yanzhou."

Niu Fu was taken aback when he heard the words, "Are you sure?"

The scribe hastily cupped his hands and saluted, "I'm absolutely sure, the general should know that my Zhou family is considered a famous family in Yanzhou."