The Song Dynasty on the Sand Table

Chapter 14 is 9 times yours

Yue Wenxuan walked up to Madam Gong Er and said in a low voice, "Madam Gong Er, do you know what to do now?"

Madam Gong Er was slightly stunned and didn't know.

Qian Zhuoqun, who was standing next to her, was much smarter than her. He stepped forward, bowed respectfully, and said, "We should select a few reliable soldiers to serve as the military law enforcement team."

Yue Wenxuan nodded: "That's right."

After hearing this, Madam Gong Er suddenly realized: "Yes, it was Master Zhang who punished the person who violated military regulations just now, but this divine general will not be here all the time. If someone violates military regulations when they are not here, what should be done? Then we must arrange for someone to enforce military law."

Yue Wenxuan: "It will take at least several days just to train this ragtag bunch of people in formation and memorize military regulations. I'm impatient and don't have time to watch them perform all day long. I'll leave now. General Qi will stay here to train you. If he says something you don't understand, it's all from heaven. You don't need to understand it. Just use worldly things as a substitute for understanding."

Madam Gong Er quickly bowed deeply and said, "You are so kind and generous. I have no way to repay you."

Qian Zhuoqun also bowed deeply and said, "Go to the immortal world, and we will cooperate with General Qi in training."

Yue Wenxuan flew into the sky and disappeared into the clouds in an instant. Then Zhang Fei also left. Only Qi Jiguang was left standing in front of a group of rebel soldiers, reading out the military regulations word by word. The soldiers stood straight, looking straight ahead, not daring to be negligent at all.

Yue Wenxuan returned to the outside of the sand table, his relaxed expression instantly disappeared, and his brows furrowed slightly.

After Qi Jiguang's performance just now, Yue Wenxuan found that the action figures were not as useful as he had imagined.

Stupid, so stupid!
Although the figure can execute the orders he gives, the execution process is quite rigid.

History has given them a "basic setting", and unless they take over, they will always act within the "setting range".

Yue Wenxuan couldn't even imagine how many mistakes a miniature would make if he sent one to lead the army against the Jin army. Guan Yu's setting might include "carelessness leading to the loss of Jingzhou" or Zhang Fei's setting might include "getting drunk and whipping soldiers." Sending them to lead the army could easily lead to his own destruction.

It seems that if you want to achieve a grand goal, it is impossible to rely on figurines alone, and it ultimately depends on real people.

What you should do is not to get some "heavenly soldiers and generals" to sweep away the Jin army, but to use these figures to provide assistance to the rebel army, help the rebel army grow, improve the overall strength of the rebel army, and do a good job in material and spiritual civilization construction, so as to achieve the goal of resisting the Jin army.

Don't expect to handle everything with figurines.

That night...

Yue Wenxuan's Douyin account uploaded a new video, "Qi Jiguang Training Troops". The Qi Jiguang figurine in the video is training a group of plastic militiamen. These recruits can't even line up properly or march in step. When they are shouted at to turn left, some turn left and some turn right, and they often get into a mess for no reason.

The audiences on Tik Tok were laughing so hard that the comments started to fly.

“The special effects in this video are really well done.”

“Not only are the special effects good, the content is also interesting.”

"These plastic militias can't even march in step or turn left or right. They're worse than our primary school students. It's hilarious."

"This isn't a joke, it's close to reality." Longtime fan Wu Jianxia jumped in. "Forget ancient times. Take World War II, for example. Those militiamen couldn't even read and stuttered. They couldn't even stand in formation. Our Party had a real hard time training these illiterate soldiers."

"Hey, I thought the UP host was just trying to be funny, but I didn't expect he was actually trying to be as close to the truth as possible?"

A fan named "Thirty-Two Grandpa" summed it up: "Using toys and figures to interpret real history allows us to learn historical knowledge while laughing. This is called 'edutainment'."

"Seeing the conversation upstairs, I really want to hit him."

"What a coincidence! I wanted to hit him too, so I gave him a thumbs-down." The video's views surged, and so did his fans...

In just a few days, Yue Wenxuan gained over 232 followers. The video of Qi Jiguang training his troops saw a surge in views, and the "X Video Partner Program" brought him a profit of 64 yuan. He also sold several of the Qi Jiguang and Guan Yu figurines hanging in his shared bike, earning him a commission of yuan.

The total income was 296 yuan. Although it was not much, it was the first money he had ever earned in his life, and he was quite happy.

"Dad, Mom, I finally made some money from my little video. This is the first money I've ever made in my life. I want to treat you two to a meal. Remember to come over at dinner time tonight."

Yue Wenxuan called his parents.

So, that night at dinner time, my parents arrived on time.

The table was already filled with dishes. Of course, Yue Wenxuan didn't make them himself. Instead, he went to the seafood market and hand-picked fresh fish, shrimps, and abalone, had the chef process them on the spot, and then packed them up and took them home. On the way back, he drove a yellow Ferrari at a speed that seemed to be flying, so the seafood was still hot.

The three of them sat down. Dad looked calm, but Mom was beaming.

"My dear, you are really amazing. I knew you could do it." Mom picked up a prawn and peeled it skillfully. However, she didn't put the shrimp meat into her mouth. Instead, she put it into Yue Wenxuan's bowl. "How much money did you make this time? Tell me."

Yue Wenxuan: "296 yuan, all on the table."

Mom was overjoyed: "You are so amazing, my dear. You are much better than your father."

Dad was a little unconvinced: "Hey, as a mother, don't praise your child like that. You'll spoil him, okay? He just made a few plastic man videos. How does that make him better than me?"

Yue Wenxuan: "Huh? I only said I made 296 yuan, but I didn't tell you how. How did you know I made money by making videos about plastic people?"

Dad: “…”

Yue Wenxuan: "They say online that parents like to snoop on their children's social media accounts, and it's true. What's the name of your account? I want to block it."

Dad was furious: "I'm concerned about your work, not snooping into your social life. Don't make me sound like a pervert. As for my account, I'll never tell you, and don't even think about blocking me. Humph! You only made 296 in ten days, and you think you can beat your dad? You're a hundred years too early!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his mother became angry: "When you were Yaoer's age, your monthly income was only 100 yuan. Yaoer's income now is 9 times higher than yours. Why are you pretending here?"

Dad's voice rose 3.2 decibels: "That was 40 yuan from 100 years ago!"

My mother's voice rose 32 decibels. "Math forty years ago was different than it is now? Wasn't 900 forty years ago nine times 100? Didn't your maths teacher teach you? And you dare to talk back to me?"

Is this a math thing?

Dad didn't argue anymore. Arguing with a woman about this was completely humiliating. He could only mutter, "The Sichuan-Yu Tyrannosaurus Rex is unreasonable."

Mom: "My youngest son treated you to this seafood feast, which cost three months' salary when you were 23. As a father, you don't give him any encouragement, but you dare to complain? Quick, give him three months' pension."

Dad shook his head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. How could he just give away three months' pension? He had already made preparations before he came. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a thick red envelope, handing it to Yue Wenxuan: "Here, Mom and Dad can't eat your seafood dinner for free. This is to congratulate you on the start of your career."

Yue Wenxuan: “…”

Damn, making videos can’t earn you as much as treating your parents to a meal!

(End of this chapter)