Chapter 1989 Reason

"Qin Sanlang, you actually treat me as a villain who takes advantage of others!" Meng Hong became angry and punched Qin Sanlang.

Qin Sanlang moved his feet, dodged, and immediately apologized: "Brother Meng, calm down, I said the wrong thing, but why do you insist on my family doing porcelain business?"

Meng Hong looked at Qin Sanlang's feet and praised: "My feet are good, I can hide quickly enough."

He swung the punch while talking, as fast as the wind, and Qin Sanlang was very close to him, so it was almost impossible to avoid it, but Qin Sanlang dodged it.

He is worthy of being the one who can kill Lemuqin.

Seeing Qin Sanlang's skill, he told him the truth: "The soldiers are too poor. It is always good to make some soldiers rich."

Qin Sanlang was stunned: "You asked my family to switch to the porcelain business just to make the soldiers rich?"

"Of course, otherwise it could be for me?" Meng Hong rolled his eyes at Qin Sanlang and said, "I'm not married and have no family to support, so I can still covet your business?"

But……

Qin Sanlang said: "Porcelain is a precious commodity, and the business of porcelain has always been controlled by aristocratic families and royal relatives. If my family engages in porcelain business, I am afraid it will cause disaster."

Meng Hong frowned: "Are you worried about this?"

Qin Sanlang nodded: "Well, the porcelain business is too eye-catching. I am only a thousand households. I can't protect this business. It's better not to do it. I can make a fortune by baking bricks and selling them honestly."

Meng Hong was so angry that he pointed at him and scolded him: "You coward, are you so afraid of trouble? Why do all the good deals have to be done by those wealthy families and the royal family? Can't we soldiers do it?"

After cursing, he walked around in a circle and asked: "If you can protect the porcelain business, do you dare to do it? Are you willing to give 50% to that person?"

After hearing this, Qin Sanlang frowned and asked, "What does Brother Meng mean?"

"Stop it, come with me!" Meng Hong directly grabbed Qin Sanlang and ran towards General Jiang's camp.

Qin Sanlang understood his intention. He originally wanted to break away, but after thinking about it, he let him make trouble.

"Uncle Jiang, I'm here!" Meng Hong immediately opened the curtain and rushed into the tent, came to Jiang Wanzang and said, "Uncle Jiang, there is a porcelain business, will you do it?"

Bang, Jiang Wankang slammed the table, glared at Meng Hong, and cursed: "You careless thing, what nonsense are you talking about? You think you haven't been beaten enough, so you want to hit you again? I remind you, You still owe one hundred military sticks. When your health gets better, you will have to beat them in four installments!"

Meng Hong was too trouble-making, so he was punished with a military stick of one hundred and one hundred. However, no one could hold up a hundred military sticks. In order to save Meng Hong's life, he was beaten in batches.

"Listen to me first. When I finish, you can call me later." Meng Hong told Qin Sanlang that he had asked Qin Sanlang to partner with Jiang Wankang in the porcelain business.

Then he said: "Uncle Jiang, this is a good business without any capital. You only need to come forward to support the Qin family and protect the porcelain business, and you will get a 50% dividend and make a lot of money."

General Jiang couldn't help it anymore, picked up the knife on the knife holder, and hit Meng Hong: "Have you made a lot of money? I let you make money, but I can't beat you to death!"

Meng Hong didn't run away and let Jiang Wankang fight him.

After Jiang Wankang beat him more than a dozen times and saw that he still didn't run away, he knew that he was determined to get him to invest in the porcelain business.

But……

"This is the business of the Qin family. As a general guarding the border, I am fighting with the bandits. How can I get involved in the business of my generals? What has happened?"

Meng Hongli said confidently: "What's wrong with the war? If you fight, you can't live? You have to have money to live. Look at what kind of life the relatives live. Is it enough to eat just the little food that is distributed? I just want to starve to death. , Uncle Jiang, does he want to see the soldiers’ families suffer poverty all their lives? So poor that they don’t have money for medical treatment when they get sick, and finally end up being dragged to death by a small cold?!”

Jiang Wankang was stunned when he heard this... Meng Hong's mother was dragged to death by a small cold because the Meng family was too poor and had no money to see a doctor.

And Meng Hong's father was in the army with him. Because he was a few years older than him, he had always been very protective of him. He was even injured trying to save him. It was the injury that killed Meng Hong's father.

After Meng Hong's father died, he vowed to take good care of the entire Meng family, but because there were a lot of bandits at that time, he had been suppressing bandits. He didn't even know whether Meng Hong's grandma passed away or Meng Hong's mother passed away.

In the end, only Meng Hong was left in the Meng family.

However, the Meng family members had evil intentions and wanted to sell Meng Hong and occupy two acres of the Meng family's land. A veteran with a broken leg in the same town couldn't stand it and asked an escort to deliver a letter to him. Only then did he find out about the Meng family. Let people get Meng Hong and raise him until he grows up.

Jiang Wankang still remembers the first time he met Meng Hong. He was pitifully thin and fierce. Even a small person dared to steal dry food from the soldiers.

Later he asked Meng Hong if he had ever hated him?

Meng Hong laughed so hard that he said he was hypocritical: "You have so many soldiers under your command, how can you take care of them? But it would be great if your family were rich, so that even if you are away, you still have money to take care of me."

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At this moment, Meng Hong still said what he said before: "Uncle Jiang, now you have more and more soldiers under your command, and there are more and more relatives of the soldiers and soldiers, and they need more money. If you don't get involved in some profitable business, how can you help the soldiers and their families survive?" Difficulties?"

"There are also veterans who lost their hands and feet due to fighting. After they retired, they could only receive a sum of money, no more than twenty taels. But after the twenty taels are spent, where will they go to make money? What will they get? Are you going to make money?!"

These words hit a sore point in Jiang Wanzang's heart... Every few years, someone would come and tell him that many of the soldiers and generals who returned to their hometowns due to injuries had a very bad life. Some were so poor that they sold their daughters, and some even couldn't survive. The life was too hard, the injuries were too painful, and they hanged themselves!

Every time he heard these reports, Jiang Wankang felt very painful, but he had no ability to change... There were too many soldiers and too many relatives. Even if the Marquis had money, he could still fill this bottomless pit.

It was all the fault of the Chu dynasty. The Chu family was too stingy and was reluctant to pay more money to the wounded and retired veterans. If there was a different emperor, he would definitely give money to the wounded soldiers every year so that they could live a human life.

Therefore, he wants to follow Brother Xu!

"Jiang, Uncle Jiang, what do you want to do with this expression? You don't want to kill me, do you? I just want my relatives to live a more comfortable life, and I haven't done anything harmful to nature." Meng Hong saw Jiang Wankang His expression suddenly became fierce, and he stepped back in fear.

When Jiang Wankang heard this, he came to his senses, put away his fierce expression, and cursed: "Why are you retreating? Can you still beat me?"

If I wanted to kill you, you would have died long ago.

Meng Hong smiled coquettishly and began to flatter him: "That is, although Uncle Jiang is old, he can still fight as well as he did when he was young."

"Shut up, stop being poor." After Jiang Wanzang cursed, he looked at Qin Sanlang: "That servant of yours can really make porcelain?"

Qin Sanlang nodded: "Uncle Lu can indeed make porcelain, but our ancestors got into great trouble because of this skill. The Lu family was afraid and left the ancestral precepts for their descendants. If there is no capable person to protect them, the descendants of the Lu family cannot make porcelain. Lian Qing No bricks can be burned.”