my simulation longevity

Chapter 563
"Out of wine?"

On this day, Li Fan, who was about to take the other party to drink again, got such an answer.

So his face was full of astonishment.

Sima Changkong's face turned reddish, but he hesitated to speak.

But in the end, he touched the back of his head and said with some embarrassment: "In this sea of ​​clouds, I don't make friends with many people, so I didn't prepare much."

"Brother Li has also been a guest for a while..."

Li Fan pinched his fingers and said in surprise: "I don't think the time will pass so quickly, and a year has passed in the blink of an eye."

He said apologetically, "Since Brother Sima thinks I'm bothering you, it's time for me to leave."

"But before that, please tell me the raw materials for making that wine. I'll go pick some for my brother..."

Before he finished speaking, Sima Changkong blushed and waved his hands quickly: "Brother Li, it's not my complaint, it's actually..."

Sima Changkong wanted to explain, but for some reason, he shook his head and gave up.

"Forget it, Brother Li, wait for me at home for a few days. I'll go back as soon as I go!"

After speaking, without waiting for Li Fan to respond, he left in a hurry.

"This Sima Changkong is a wonderful person." Li Fan looked at Sima Changkong's back and smiled.

Although he never went out this year, Li Fan was not ignorant of what happened outside.

The avatar Zhou Qing'ang was very busy.

Aside from mentioning many miscellaneous matters, the most important thing is the monthly list of monks recruited.

That's right, even though Cong Yunhai's strength was already weak, the Xianmeng headquarters still issued a call-up order.

Fortunately, considering the actual situation of Cong Yunhai, most of the recruited monks do not need to go to the battlefield in person.

Basically, they are involved in logistics and operation.

Having said that, no one can guarantee that the scale of the war will suddenly expand again, and then Chiyu will be affected.

Therefore, no one wants to be recruited to Tianling Prefecture.

The work of arranging this list has naturally become a tricky job.

Originally, this matter should have been decided by the secret word Li Fan.

Li Fan has "retired and escaped", theoretically speaking, He Zhenghao, Gao Yuan and other confidants authorized by Li Fan should jointly discuss and make a decision.

However, He Zhenghao is a good-natured person, while Gao Yuan pays attention to both sides and slickness.

Both of them are unwilling to do such offending things.

If the opponent dies on the battlefield, that's fine. If he doesn't die, but returns with military merits, isn't that a death feud with him for no reason?
So the two found the relatively withdrawn "Zhou Qingang" in private and asked him for help.

"Zhou Qing'ang" of course refused.

He had no reason to take this basket of errands.

But soon, He Zhenghao took out his trump card.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou, look here." He mysteriously took out a scroll and unfolded it in front of "Zhou Qing'ang".

"Liu Yihang, 1000 million contribution points."

"Zhou Peng, 80 contribution points."

"Sikongyi, 30 contribution points."

……

Li Fan scanned the familiar names on several scrolls, was stunned, and asked knowingly, "What is this?"

He Zhenghao coughed lightly: "This is the contribution list of my fundraising plan last year."

"The one-year period has come, and now it's time to return the principal and interest. Thanks to the guidance of the secret envoy, when the price of the hoarded materials has more than tripled, I will sell all of them one after another."

"Eventually all of them were sold..."

He Zhenghao paused, with an unconcealable look on his face: "450 million contribution points."

Li Fan sucked in a breath of cold air very cooperatively, and said, "There are so many? I only heard that the supplies for the battlefield are in short supply, but I didn't expect the prices to become so outrageous. Does the Wanxian League care?"

"Take care? How do you manage it? Buy and sell, I'd like it if you like it. If you don't want to, you don't have to buy it! Anyway, the more prepared you are, the more vitality you will have on the battlefield. If you don't buy it, someone will buy it!" He Zhenghao felt a little terrified before, and his appearance was completely different. He Zhenghao was very disapproving of "Zhou Qingang"'s reaction, and he didn't care about it.

Li Fan just shook his head slightly and stopped commenting on the matter.

"So? What does Fellow Daoist He mean by showing me this?" Li Fan looked at the scroll again, pretending to be puzzled, and asked.

He Zhenghao and Gao Yuan looked at each other, then looked around, and casually set up a concealment circle.

This is relieved.

He took out a pen and circled five names on the scroll.

Then, he stroked heavily on the five names respectively.

Li Fan suddenly realized it, and exclaimed: "These monks fell in the battle of Tianling State!?"

"Be quiet, be quiet!" He Zhenghao was taken aback, and quickly stopped Li Fan who was yelling.

"This matter should not be publicized. I also told you that Zhou Daoyou is one of my own." He said with some complaints.

Li Fan nodded again and again, expressing that he would save it.

"That is to say, no one has claimed the principal of these people now?" He asked in a low voice.

There was a tinge of excitement in He Zhenghao's tone: "That's right. I inquired secretly, and the few people I circled undoubtedly fell on the battlefield of Tianling Prefecture."

"Also, they didn't leave any wills."

"The five people have a total of 33 contribution points, plus the 33 dividends they deserve..."

Li Fan quickly interrupted his words: "Isn't it three times the increase, why is it only divided into 30?"

He Zhenghao snorted: "The 30 is the kindness of the secret envoy, who adjusted the dividend ratio, so there are so many."

"According to the original agreement, only a profit of 50.00% of the principal is required every year."

"But my lord is merciful, so I don't have much to say."

"In short, these 66 contribution points are now ownerless."

"As long as fellow daoists come forward to help resolve this matter, it will belong to you." He Zhenghao said in a tone full of temptation.

"Zhou Qingang" was obviously moved.

However, he was still a little hesitant.

"It won't be discovered, right? It's a bit taboo to be greedy for money."

"Also, does Mr. Secret Envoy know about this?" Li Fan asked intentionally.

He Zhenghao's eyes flickered, and he patted his chest to reassure: "Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Zhou, the list of fundraisers is top secret and only a few of us know about it. It will never be leaked."

"Besides, I also asked Mr. Secret Envoy, and he said that I can handle this matter by myself." He Zhenghao said firmly.

"Really..." Li Fan stared at He Zhenghao for a long time.

It wasn't until the other party felt a little creepy that he looked away.

"In that case, leave this matter to me." Li Fan agreed.

He Zhenghao and Gao Yuan looked at each other with joy on their faces.

(End of this chapter)