The Song Dynasty on the Sand Table

Chapter 107 The younger generation is ignorant
The "production scale" this time is too big!

There are thousands of plastic figures in total, each with a different shape, different movements, and even different expressions at every moment. If you zoom in and take a closer look, you will find details in every frame.

On the short video platform of Douyin, this can be called an "epic masterpiece".

As soon as this video was uploaded, the audience was stunned.

Wu Jianxia: "How much did this video cost to make?"

Thirty-two uncles: "I heard that a total of 2 people participated in the production of "Nezha 4000". I watched the UP host's video. Although the special effects used were a little less, the level of detail in character modeling and character movement was just as good. This is what we call "on par"."

New fans are posting: "This video is amazing! I zoomed in to see that everyone's movements are truly different. Over a thousand plastic figures, all doing different movements, oh my god!"

The blue hat turned around on New Year's Eve: "Interesting, I want to see if Plastic World can keep up this time."

New fan Bang Jinli Bu Jiao Lu: "I came from Plastic World. Damn, I thought it was really better than Plastic World, but after comparing them, this place is still the more authentic."

③Qi Sui Sui: "Waiting for the plastic world to be thwarted."

The comment section on Plastic World was overwhelmed, with a large number of viewers flooding the screen with comments like, "Plastic World has released a massive war film, with a thousand plastic people fighting on the same screen! Hey! Didn't you say you were stronger? Come out and see it all."

"You said last time that your team is huge, far bigger than the Plastic World!"

"Isn't it said that only the strongest are the seniors?"

In the comment section, sarcastic people appeared one after another...

Plastic World clicked on Yue Wenxuan's video and, after a careful, attentive, frame-by-frame analysis, couldn't help but feel a gloomy expression. It's over, this video is unbearable. There are too many plastic figures, and the production is too meticulous. Every detail has been taken into consideration, and each one is lifelike.

To produce a video like this, it would probably take a team of thousands of people working day and night for several years.

"How could you spend so much money just to make a short video on Douyin?" Plastic World was impressed and obediently posted in Yue Wenxuan's comment section: "Senior, please spare me. I'm the one who's ignorant."

Yue Wenxuan still ignored him. Apologizing was part of his hype. As long as he was ignored, he wouldn't be able to hype himself up. So let him be. Regardless of whether he was there or not, Yue Wenxuan would still post his own videos. To Yue Wenxuan, this person was not even as important as the cockroaches in his house, because the cockroaches in his house would still affect his life, but this person couldn't even affect Yue Wenxuan's life a hair.

He is very busy in the world in the sandbox.

It was almost May of the second year of Jianyan, less than half a year since the fourth invasion of the Song Dynasty by the Jin bandits.

Yue Wenxuan needs to speed up and unite the anti-Jin forces that can be united.
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"Gee!" the driver shouted, and the old horse pulled a whole cart of salt into the city gate of Jimo County.

Behind it was a long convoy carrying iron ore, coal, and large quantities of grain.

Yue Wenxuan rode a tall horse and followed the convoy, with the Zhangjia Village Mandarin Duck Squad as guards.

He came to deliver supplies to the county again.

Cui Weihua and Wu Jialiang had been waiting at the city gate for a long time. They immediately came forward and greeted him with a fist-clasp. "Master Yue! I haven't seen you in a few days. I miss you so much."

After they greeted each other, they started chatting with Yue Wenxuan about a hundred million words of nonsense.

Zhang Dashu, who was standing next to him, was shocked. He pointed at Wu Jialiang's face and exclaimed "Ah". Just as he was about to yell, Zhang Dalang covered his mouth with his hand and dragged him to the back of the carriage.

Zhang Dalang whispered in his ear, "You have to watch your mouth." Zhang Dashu looked embarrassed and said, "Brother Dalang, did you see that? That...that officer was a musketeer in our team a few days ago."

Zhang Dalang said unhappily, "What's so strange about that? We saw him the last time we came to the county. When he came to the team to serve as a musketeer, I recognized him as the county lieutenant the moment I saw him."

Zhang Dashu: "Ah? Then why don't you tell me?"

Zhang Dalang: "He joined the army under the pseudonym Wu Yong because he didn't want anyone to know. Of course I won't tell anyone."

Zhang Dashu's face was filled with embarrassment. "Then he must have known we were thieves by now... If he recognized us, wouldn't it be dangerous?"

Zhang Dalang said unhappily, "Look at him again."

Zhang Dashu turned around and saw Wu Jialiang winking at him with a smile on his face. It was obvious that he was greeting his "comrades" in the Zhangjiacun team.

Zhang Dashu finally breathed a sigh of relief: "This official has no intention of arresting us."

"Nonsense!" Zhang Dalang said, "He's already in cahoots with us."

Cui Weihua summoned the county's chief clerk and pulled out an account book that recorded the disposition of Yue Wenxuan's last shipment of goods to the county. Part of the grain was used to distribute porridge, essentially giving it away for free. Another portion was used to pay the craftsmen, a form of labor in exchange for food. Now, it's been converted into weapons and armor and stored in the county treasury. A small portion was sold at the official price, and the proceeds, after deducting some losses, were converted into copper coins.

The chief clerk ordered his men to carry out several large baskets of copper coins and put them on the rebel army's carriages. At the same time, they also unloaded the new goods from the carriages. For a while, the city gate was very busy.

Yue Wenxuan pretended to flip through the account book. In fact, it was very difficult for him to read the ancient account book, and he did not understand it after reading it, but he had to pretend to look at it. If he did not put on such an attitude, it would give others the illusion that "I don't look at the accounts", and then the people in charge would think: "The person in charge doesn't look at the accounts", and then we can make random accounts.

So he pretended to be very serious and flipped through the account book from beginning to end. He smiled, but did not comment. He just smiled mysteriously and threw the account book into Zhang Dalang's hand: "Please keep it for me. I will check it carefully when I get home."

As he said this, his attention fell on the faces of Cui Weihua, Zhubu and other civil servants and clerks, and he secretly watched their expressions.

Cui Weihua looked calm and composed.

The chief clerk looked at his nose and his heart, and seemed very calm.

However, some of the officials under their command had flickering eyes and seemed a little unconfident.

Yue Wenxuan thought to himself: Some of the goods might have been withheld when they passed through the hands of these officials.

However... as long as the amount is not large, he doesn't bother to pursue it.

The practice of taking advantage of others’ wealth and goods cannot be stopped even in modern times, and it was impossible to completely ban it in ancient times.

Just remember these guys.

If the gap is small, ignore them; if the gap is big, take action to clean it up.

He was just thinking about something when Wu Jialiang pulled his sleeve and said with a smile, "Master Yue, I've been looking forward to your visit these past few days. Let's go to the restaurant for a drink. I have something I want to discuss with you."

Cui Weihua actually followed over: "I also have something to discuss."

(End of this chapter)