Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan also heard people about Xu Yilong and his younger brother Xiaoyuan’s betting on poetry. The two just smiled and ignored them.

They knew that Xiaoyuan could not take the initiative to make a bet, because Xu Yilong must have wanted to make some money, and before, Xu Yilong came over and played with the little guys.

I think Xu Yilong planned to find additional opportunities when playing with Xiaobei and the others, and make money from the opportunities, but he didn't bring him. The little guys' investment amount was too large, so he wanted to intervene and couldn't pay the capital.

It is even more impossible for him to find opportunities to make money after leaving Yizhou.

The profits from Shangliuzhao are all made of barter, so he could only follow him and watch them. Now he probably was really upset, so he asked the little guys to compare and make some money to comfort himself.

Moreover, Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan knew clearly that Xu Yilong looked very impressed by the nine little guys. He was hit by this contact before. He followed along the way, always thinking about finding an opportunity to show his ability.

Since that's the case, let them play. Although both are gambling, gambling poetry is better than gambling.

"Actually, I always think that gambling is not good." Zhang Xiaobao said as the bet between Xu Yilong and Xiaoyuan.

Wang Juan didn't say anything, blinked twice, staring at Zhang Xiaobao.

Zhang Xiaobao was embarrassed to see it and said, "Gambling without purpose is not good. I used to be gambling with purpose, do you admit it?"

"The purpose of gambling is to win. Everyone is the same. Don't make excuses. That lust makes you listen. You are so embarrassed."

Wang Juan admires Zhang Xiaobao's gambling skills, but will not agree with Zhang Xiaobao.

"Who said that the purpose of gambling is to win? Didn't you lose money on purpose? For example, you used to rely on your identity and found that you had no money. What should you do? Not..."

"Just just catch you. If you have money, I don't have to bet with people. If you catch gambling, you can actually make money, and you don't have to bear that thrilling process. Let others be shocked." Wang Juan said to Zhang Xiaobao with a smile, pointing to the circles on the map, and asked: "Have you thought of a way? Gambling?"

"How do you know?" Zhang Xiaobao showed a look of surprise, and his body also hid backward, making people feel fear after his thoughts were seen through.

Wang Juan leaned forward: "I am your wife, you have reminded me, otherwise you will be idle and talk about what Xiaoyuan and Xu Yilong are doing for gambling? Will you care about the winning or losing of hundreds of coins? Husband~! Are you right?"

"Don't. Many people are watching." Zhang Xiaobao looked shy, and the people around him did not look straight and their ears did not move. Obviously they were used to it.

It would be very rude to be another wealthy family, but they felt that it was normal for their young master to be with their young lady. Only ordinary people would care about other people's thoughts. The little gods were unrestrained.

What's more, not to mention that two people are so intimate, the strategies they come up with during the intimacy are accompanied by blood, and listening can also increase knowledge.

The people next to the donkey cart, including the donkey pulling the cart, were very calm.

Zhang Xiaobao was even more calm. Seeing Wang Juan staring at him with beautiful big eyes, he said gently: "You have seen through this plan by Madam Xiaosheng. Since that's the case, why don't we have a deep communication."

"Okay." Wang Juan's voice was even more charming: "My husband said how to communicate and how to go deeper?"

"For example, if you compete with them for hunting in the mountains and diving in the lake, we two and nine little guys participated. I believe that Xiaobei and the others will not lose their links at critical moments." Zhang Xiaobao said.

"Well! That's deep enough, so how do you communicate?" Wang Juan also did not doubt that his younger brother and sister would be worse than others in the water.

Especially Xiao Bei, whose water talent is almost a demon, will be held when the battle is over, and then Xiao Bei will participate in a water event, diving, swimming, etc., and then record it with a video recorder for people from the Tang Dynasty to see it.

Zhang Xiaobao also has the same idea. He needs to have more sports, such as shooting. If others are absent, the people in his country will be able to participate in it, and play UFOs and Wang Juan. He will not play for a long time and I miss it.

"What else?" Wang Juan asked again.

"I plan to call their people together to follow the team, otherwise it would be a pity to kill them. To be honest, when you mention Tispur, what I think of is not India, but "The Book of the Western Regions", which also introduces it. Now it is no longer the ruling class when the young monk came out, and the former leader of the Kamothpopo Kingdom was replaced.

And I remember that the religions that believe in are very chaotic around such a region. Of course, there is no chaos in China. A religious impression exists in a place, not only manifests itself in different beliefs, but more reflected in war, bloodshed and sacrifice. The conflict between religions is no different from the conflict between countries. Moreover, some countries themselves are religious countries.

If that's the case, why can't we help them? Do we have the heart to watch them survive in this place in a miserable way, and then be contemptuous, oppressed, and live with difficulty?"

After Zhang Xiaobao said that, his lips were pursed downwards, his head was raised slanted, and his eyes were filled with indomitableness and grief.

"Do you want me to vomit? You just say you plan to deceive others as laborers, so why do you have to find so many excuses? Indeed, it is not the era of Kumoro. It is replaced by the Meliche clan to rule. The entire area is very large, including a section of the Ganges basin. By then, there was no change in the caste system.

It belongs to a very important aspect of the Indian Mesopotamia. Tell me about your complete plans. Don’t mention anything to help others. Look, the donkey laughed.”

What Wang Juan wants to hear now is Zhang Xiaobao's comprehensive plan. He just now tapped his fingers on the face for a long time, but he hadn't seen him like this for a long time.

If he doesn't have a series of strategies and can calculate others, he will definitely not believe it.

Zhang Xiaobao became shy for a moment: "No~! I don't have any comprehensive plans, I just want to solve the other party's three thousand people first. Look, they helped Duoshi. I have guessed the reason. It is probably because Duoshi promised them that after occupying the city of Lu, I will continue to occupy the Qinghai Lake we have mastered.

In this way, I can provide others with a steady stream of salt. I don’t know if I should be happy or sad for those who died in battle.”

Wang Juan first glared at Zhang Xiaobao and said, "I know the salt matter, but your purpose is definitely not that simple, just like the economic invasion plan for Duoqi that can be implemented immediately."

"Then you just wait and see if that's the case." Zhang Xiaobao didn't say anything, looking like a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water.

"Wait, wait, hum! Are you planning to give these three thousand people salt?" Wang Juan asked.

She felt that if Zhang Xiaobao really bets on salt, the other party would be irresistible, and salt would be too cheap and expensive.

At that time, no one would buy a lot of salt and buy salt. Of course, industrial salt would have to be large, so we don’t need to eat too much salt. The most valuable thing is salt, which is the same all over the world. It’s not because salt cannot make money, but because everyone dares to use salt to make money.

There are many countries that have been destroyed by salt, and each dynasty only collects salt tax. As long as some people control the increase in salt prices, it means that this dynasty is almost over.

Salt is the most basic criterion for measuring social stability. It is more forward-looking than food. Food shortage is the fundamental help of national turmoil. The rise in salt prices is the beginning of turmoil.

No one can do without such a common thing, so people who enjoy low salt prices should thank this regime.

Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan have the same idea, so if you reply at this moment, it is in line with Wang Juan's idea.

"I want to give them some salt first, and then bet on the ability of the jungle and mountain, as well as the ability to dive and catch fish, or the speed of swimming, etc. If they win, we will keep half of the salt and ensure that all the salt they eat will be given for free in the future."

"What if we win?" Wang Juan asked in cooperation.

"If we win, they will follow our team and we will provide them with the salt they need along the way, they will help us hunt and pick wild vegetables. At the same time, after we win, we can still provide them with a lot of salt, but they have to trade it for labor.

As long as they do a day's work, they can get twenty to one hundred grams of salt, depending on their efficiency and risk of work. For example, mining, if they only dig for six hours, they can get one hundred grams of salt and one hundred grams."

Zhang Xiaobao said seriously, as if the reward was given was very high.

"You dare to tell us people at that time? Isn't it equal to two taels of salt? A better well was five yuan per kilogram at that time. Is it not worth one yuan to make a day of mine? A pound of normal Northeast rice costs more than seven yuan."

Wang Juan was amused by Zhang Xiaobao. Zhang Xiaobao's expression was so serious that it made people feel that it was not one hundred grams of salt, but gold.

Zhang Xiaobao was discouraged and said with a smile: "What I said is true. You can't always use the rules of another era to measure the things in front of you. I know that salt is not worth it, gasoline and diesel are not worth it. Maritime satellite phones have been eliminated because all mobile phones are directly connected to satellites and have global coverage. The question is whether you have it now?

If I really want to say this, who will give me my yachts and private jets? As for me, I am not traveling to experience life. This is the happiness and sorrow of the times, and the helplessness and suffering suppressed by technology. Let us help them."

"I think we can use salt to open the way in the future. There is no need for other commodity exchanges, especially your subsequent economic means. Why use this and that? Salt is enough." Wang Juan said.

"No, there must be luxury goods to provide them with the upper class. The better the upper class enjoys, the more angry the people being ruled. When a regime becomes corrupt to a certain extent, it is the moment when they enjoy the best luxury goods.

Take this opportunity to fight them, and their people will no longer support their upper class. When the people of a country ruled by a regime have a good life and the rights of the rulers are restricted, you must not fight, it will not be defeated, just like..."

"America?" Wang Juan said two words without waiting for Zhang Xiaobao to finish speaking.

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I will be gone today, and I will update 6,000 words tomorrow. I will recommend two of them this week. I will update more. Otherwise, if I don’t give the editor face, I won’t give it to me, and I won’t talk nonsense at all.
Chapter completed!