Zhutian: Starting from the Space-Time Merchant

Chapter 17 The Power of Industrial Cthulhu!

The sky was sunny and cloudless.

The military camp was filled with sorrow and wailing.

The fire lasted all night and was not completely extinguished until the afternoon.

In other words, everything that could be burned was burned.

Li Nong sniffed, and there was a strange smell in the air.

That was the strange smell of the grain being cooked through, a mixture of the burnt smell and the aroma of the grain.

When inspecting the camp and seeing the mess, even Li Nong, who was known for his calmness, changed color.

The shrill howls of the wounded who were burned by the fire were even more disturbing.

The central army tent, the staff of the Sikong Mansion, and the military commanders at all levels were speechless.

The burning of food and grass is a devastating disaster for the army on a mission.

As the commander-in-chief, Li Nong was the first to ask, "How many days of food and fodder are left for the army?"

The military commander stepped out and saluted. "Sikong, please take inventory of the remaining food and fodder in the army. It can still feed the entire army for three days."

"If we don't count the civilians, it will take five days."

The Supervisor of the Sikong Mansion stepped forward and said, "Sikong, I have sent a messenger to urgently requisition the stored grain from the nearby prefectures and counties. It will be delivered within a few days and may be enough to last for ten days."

"Haha~~~"

At such an emergency, Li Nong actually managed to laugh. "That is to say, with this amount of food, the army will be able to retreat back to Yecheng."

Yecheng is the ancient Handan and the capital of Later Zhao.

From Guangzong County to Yecheng, it is only a few hundred miles.

If you want to withdraw, there is enough left to return.

However, if they returned in such disgrace, they could only leave it to fate as to how the cruel and murderous king would deal with them.

Li Nong scratched his greasy hair and asked, "How long will it take for Yecheng to send more grain?"

The military commander had already calculated, "At least one month."

The central army tent fell into silence again.

The looted area can only last for half a month at most.

By the time the food arrives from Yecheng, will there be any survivors in the army that has been starving for half a month?
A Jie general with a high nose and deep eyes stepped out and said, "Sikong, those civilians also need food."

"Break it and it will be enough to last until the food arrives from Yecheng."

Most of the civil officials in the account were Han people.

Hearing this, they all frowned.

Li Nong did not comment and waved his hand to let everyone go out.

He has not yet made up his mind whether to continue fighting or to withdraw his troops.

Lin Dao was busy with work for two days in the modern world. He received a lot of supplies, processed many documents, and also took time to meet with Su Tongtong and practice foreign languages ​​for an entire night.

When he returned to Yonghe time and space again, it was three days after the fire burned down the camps.

When I arrived at the top of the city, I felt a strange atmosphere.

He asked in confusion, "What happened?"

"Zihou, you're here." Qin Lang came over with red eyes and pointed at the Jiehu army camp outside the city. "God damn beasts, they are killing people!"

Holding on to the parapet, Lin Dao looked out.

In front of the camp in the distance, groups of ragged men and women were dragged out.

The Jiehu men, with high eyebrows and deep eyes, and even blond hair, laughed wildly, and with the flash of their blades, they killed the bound men on the spot.

They grabbed the crying women in their arms, and ravaged them wantonly, facing the city wall, laughing loudly.

It seemed like they were mocking the beggar army. So what if all the food and supplies were burned? We had plenty of food.

The wails and cries of the women, mixed with the smell of blood, formed a panoramic picture of the chaotic world.

"They are all civilian laborers accompanying the army, as well as the beggar men and women who were captured earlier."

Qin Lang looked sad and angry. "If the Jiehu killed them, we could save food, we could save food."

It can also be used as food!

Lin Dao's face turned pale and he looked embarrassed.

He started with Qin Lang, swept through everyone on the city wall one by one, and finally landed on the commander Feng Dun.

"General, why don't you send troops?"

"It's not the right time yet." Feng Dun shook his head and sighed. "The Jiehu are not short of food for the time being. We have to wait until they run out of food before we can do that."

"There are fewer people outside the city than inside." Lin Dao looked at him deeply. "Why can't we defeat them?"

Feng Dun smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Master Lin Jia, you don't understand war."

"In war, having more people is not enough."

Lin Dao's voice was hoarse. "I don't understand war. Since you do, then tell me what we need to win."

"Whatever you want, I can get it for you!"

This is said with absolute certainty.

The sight of groups of men and women being slaughtered and ravaged in the distance pierced his heart.

At this moment, Lin Dao no longer thought about business.

He now has only one thought in his mind, to kill all the Jiehu beasts!
To this end, he even did not hesitate to expose his magical abilities.

Feng Dun and others did not believe what Lin Dao said.

How much can he hide in that yard?

Even if there really is something, it can only be transported after the Jiehu troops retreat.

But after all, he is a very important guest, so we still have to give him face.

The military commander came over and said, "Master Lin Jia, the soldiers need to eat well when they go to war, and they need to leave some food at home. We can't go out of the city to fight while our families starve to death."

"Okay." Lin Dao nodded immediately. "I'll provide you with food, wine and meat."

"what else?"

The military commander was obviously a little surprised.

He subconsciously looked at Feng Dun.

Seeing that the Marshal didn't respond, he could only bite the bullet and continue, "The army is extremely short of armor and weapons. Without them, a direct fight would probably result in heavy casualties."

"Okay." Lin Dao nodded. "I'll prepare these things. What else do you need?"

The military commander has begun to scratch his head.

"Pensions, burial money, post-war rewards, and military horses."

Lin Dao gritted his teeth and said, "Except for the military horses, we have everything else." His eyes swept across the military commander with sweat on his forehead and looked at Feng Dun.

"Marshal, now that we have gathered all the supplies, can we go into battle?"

Feng Dun, who was verbally pressured, had no choice.

"Can!"

After returning to the courtyard, Lin Dao immediately started to take care of it.

He set up the crucible mold, took out the borax and butane torch, and melted the 250 gold cakes left over from selling grain into gold bars one by one.

He called these gold bars "big yellow croakers," and each weighed about 250 grams.

In the gold shops and pawnshops in Harbour City, one is worth about 100,000.

Lin Dao was enraged.

He could not bear the cruelty and tyranny of the Jiehu and the indifference and ruthlessness of Feng Dun and others.

"Let me show you what money power is!"

"Let me show you the power of Industrial Cthulhu!"

Back in the modern world, Lin Dao sent a message to Su Tongtong, asking her to help him ask for leave.

Book your flight and fly directly to Harbour City.

After getting off the plane, I went straight to the hotel.

After searching and confirming that there were no cameras, Lin Dao set off for Yonghe Time and Space to bring the melted yellow croaker back.

"In theory, high-end hotels wouldn't have cameras."

Sitting in the taxi, Lin Dao frowned and thought, "But nothing is absolute."

“It’s best to buy it.”

Thinking of Harbour City's world-class housing prices, he immediately changed his mind and said, "Rent a house."

More than two hundred gold bars seem to be worth a lot of money.

But here in Harbour City, it’s just a large flat.

In Haicheng, the housing prices are actually similar.

"I thought I was rich." Lin Dao laughed at himself, "I didn't expect to be poor."

"After so long in the space-time trade, I can't even afford a house."

I thought I was making a lot of profit from time-space trade.

But when you think about the housing prices, the little money you earn is really insignificant.

Put on a hat, mask and gloves, carry a heavy travel bag and get off the bus.

When he walked into the gold shop, the clerks also looked wary.

After all, this outfit makes him look like a robber.

The female clerk, wearing a business suit, a white shirt, a black knee-length skirt, and high heels, came forward and asked, "Sir, how can I help you?"

Lin Dao looked at her and said, "Selling gold."

"Sir," the clerk pointed to the gold price for the day and said, "We only accept pure gold. We do not accept gold-plated or jade jewelry."

Lin Dao glanced at the price. The price here is charged in units of two, and one two is about thirty-seven and a half grams.

He placed the travel bag on the chair, and its heavy weight attracted the attention of the surrounding shop assistants.

When the travel bag was opened, revealing the stacks of gold bars inside, the security guard breathed a sigh of relief and retreated back to his original position.

The master in the store came forward and took the gold bar handed over by Lin Dao.

The master ran his finger over the gold bar and looked up. "Sir, your gold is not very pure."

This is the professional skill of this industry, called gold-dividing technique.

Lin Dao nodded calmly, "The price is negotiable."

That's no problem.

After the price was agreed upon, the master took the gold bars one by one and placed them on the scale to weigh them in front of him.

After converting the total price by gram, he wrote out a price list and handed it to Lin Dao.

Take the receipt to the next window and count the cash and pay in person.

When he came in, he had a bag of gold, and when he left, it was exchanged for a bag of banknotes.

There is no handling fee, and there is no need to raise funds later.

Clearly marked prices, payable in person.

Lin Dao carried the gold bars on his back and went to several shops again and again, selling all 250 large yellow croakers.

Keep a small portion for living expenses.

The rest was injected into the company account.

Pay the balance of the previous order, then place a new order, specifying expedited delivery.

Production is accelerated and transportation is also accelerated.

For manufacturers, as long as the money is in place, there is no problem with the machines working for you non-stop for 24 hours.

As for expedited shipping, we will send it to you directly by air express!
Lin Dao returned to Haicheng and stayed in the warehouse to receive batch after batch of supplies.

After several days, Lin Dao came to Yonghe time and space again.

When he arrived at the courtyard, he told Sun Dalang to "go and invite General Qin over."

Not long after, Qin Lang hurried over and said, "Zihou, you haven't been out for several days. What are you busy with?"

Lin Dao smiled and said, "The Jiehu are so brutal that even God can't stand it."

"I was sent supplies for the war. I've been busy taking over these past few days."

Qin Lang shook his head to express his disbelief.

If God really had eyes, there wouldn't have been endless tragedies from the Yongjia Rebellion to the present day.

Lin Dao changed the subject and said, "I came here to ask you for help."

"Just tell me!"

"Go organize some manpower to move the supplies."

"How many people are needed?"

"A thousand people are enough."

Qin Lang's expression was extremely complicated. "A thousand people? That many people are enough to tear down your yard and move away."

Lin Dao responded, "Believe me, God is helping me!"

Help me come to this apocalypse, kill all the evil and save the people!

(End of this chapter)