Reborn in Liangshan: I built the strongest lineup

“Brother, according to current statistics, Zhu Family Village has about 520,000 shi of grain and nearly one million guan of gold and silver.”

Later that evening, Ren Yuan was assisting in checking on the situation of the people in Zhujiazhuang when Zhu Wu suddenly came to report.

"so much?"

Ren Yuan was indeed astonished when he heard this, but upon reflection, it made perfect sense that a local tycoon who had been entrenched in the area for decades had amassed such a fortune.

Where are the horses?

Ren Yuan is quite concerned about this issue.

"So that my brother may know, this Zhu Family Village actually has over five hundred fine horses!" (Don't argue, the original text says over five hundred. If you don't believe me, go look it up yourself. If you still want to argue after you've looked it up, go find Master Shi yourself.)

"so much?"

Ren Yuan was also very surprised. He knew that Zengtou City had many horses, especially many good horses from the north, but he didn't expect that Zhujiazhuang also had so many!

More than 500 fine horses, enough to start another cavalry camp!

"And these are just the good horses; the remaining inferior horses, mules, cattle, and sheep are also numerous."

Zhu Wu was also very excited. He had been counting for so long that his eyes were almost red, but he became more and more excited as he counted!

Liangshan has never fought such a rich battle before!

"Go and summon all the people of Zhujiazhuang. I remember there are eight or nine hundred households, right? Give each household some money and grain. After all, they are not people under our Liangshan rule. They have been oppressed by Zhujiazhuang for so many years, and their lives must not be very good. The market price is currently two strings of cash for one shi of rice. Let's use the price of ten shi of grain as the standard and give each household 10 shi of grain and 20 strings of cash."

In the original novel, Song Jiang gave Ren Yuan the standard amount of money and grain per shi (a unit of dry measure), but Ren Yuan only gave him ten times that amount. After all, Song Jiang was a hypocrite, and Ren Yuan didn't want to follow his example!

Besides, the entire Zhu Family Village has less than a thousand households. At most, they could give away 10,000 shi of grain and 20,000 guan of cash. That's not much at all compared to the spoils of war! It's like using borrowed flowers to present to Buddha; after all, these things originally belonged to the Zhu Family Village, and they didn't come from Liangshan's warehouses. (At this moment, many viewers watching on screens silently nodded and gave a thumbs up.)

“Okay, I understand. I’ll have Teacher Xu organize the distribution in a bit. Commander Yang, Commander Qin, and others are already moving the cattle, sheep, and fodder.”

"By the way, hasn't Mi Sheng returned yet?"

Ren Yuan was a little puzzled. Where had this guy gone off to?

"Brother! Brother! I've brought back Zhu Chaofeng's head for you!"

Speak of the devil, and he shall appear. Just as Ren Yuan was muttering to himself, Mi Sheng’s loud voice rang out from behind him.

"Oh? You're here."

Ren Yuan turned his head and saw Mi Sheng carrying Zhu Chaofeng's head, hurrying over.

"Brother, we captured every single person from Zhu Family Village. This is Zhu Chaofeng's head. How about you accept it and exchange it for a camp flag for our battalion?"

Mi Sheng grinned widely, looking at Ren Yuanzhi with a straight smile.

"Alright, Zhu Chaofeng's head is certainly enough for a flag!"

When Ren Yuan saw Zhu Chaofeng's head and noticed his still-closed eyes, he couldn't help but chuckle. "Why is this guy running away?"

If you don't run, you can still survive in Zhujiazhuang. But if you run and run into Mi Sheng, you're destined to be a fool.

“Mi Sheng, come with me, let’s go get something.”

Zhu Wu thought it was perfect; they needed someone to take inventory. Although Mi Sheng wasn't highly educated, he was strong!

Let's move some things!

……

Leaving aside the events in Zhujiazhuang, let's turn our attention to Yanggu County at this moment.

"Steamed buns, steamed buns."

At a three-way intersection on the street, a middle-aged man with a simple and honest appearance, who could even be described as somewhat ugly, sat on a stool with his hands tucked in his pockets, calling out with a simple smile. In front of him was a simple stall with two bamboo baskets covered with cloth to keep the steamed buns inside warm.

"Big Brother, I'm back. Here, a steamed bun."

The small and thin Yun Ge ran back carrying his fruit basket, a steamed bun in his mouth, and handed one to Wu Dalang.

"I'm not hungry, you eat, I have steamed buns."

Wu Dalang smiled and pushed it back.

"Take it. Ever since my second brother became the head constable in Yanggu, he's taken special care of me, and my fruit sales have improved a lot."

The magistrate of Yanggu County knew that Wu Song and Wu Da were brothers, so when Wu Da set up his stall, it was no longer a mobile stall; the magistrate specially gave him a spot at the crossroads.

As for Yun Ge, because he was on good terms with Wu Da, he also managed to snag a good spot at the stall. After all, Wu Da was bored by himself, so he specifically dragged Yun Ge over to keep him company.

Besides, selling two items at one stall is just fine, isn't it?

“Big brother, I’m not trying to be mean, but second brother is already the head constable of our county. Neither of you brothers is married yet, so you should stay home and enjoy your life. There’s no need for you to come out and sell pancakes anymore.”

Yun Ge said while biting into a steamed bun.

"That's because he became a constable. I'm not an official in the government. I can't live off his salary for the rest of my life. He still needs to use his salary to get married and start a family."

Wu Dalang smiled and said, "As the older brother, although I don't have any other skills, I can still save some money for my younger brother."

"You brothers have such a good relationship. I wish I had an older brother."

Yun Ge greatly envied the relationship between Wu Song and Wu Da. He had no older brother, and his own father was ill and needed medicine. As a child, he had to carry a fruit basket all day long, shuttling through the streets and alleys, for fear that one day he would not be able to afford the medicine if he sold too little fruit.

Moreover, Yun Ge was young, so he was often bullied by local thugs.

Wu Dalang met him because one day after he finished closing his stall, he saw Hun Yun Ge being beaten by thugs. Wu Dalang stepped forward and used his body to protect Hun Yun Ge.

Of course, both of them ended up in a pretty bad situation that day. Wu Da got beaten up and his day's earnings were stolen.

But from then on, the two of them set up their stall together and looked after each other. With two people together, at least they were bullied less often.

However, after Wu Song arrived, their lives improved significantly, and they no longer had to live like that.

As the head constable, Wu Song first dealt with some local thugs and ruffians, which improved the security of Yanggu County. Then, under Yun Ge's identification, he arrested the thugs who had beaten them up. Of course, the arrest process was inevitably accompanied by some violence. In any case, none of the thugs had a good face when they went in.

“You’re always with me, so I’ve long considered you my younger brother. Erlang was just like you when he was little, always wanting to be by my side.”

Wu Da smiled as he looked at Yun Ge. Indeed, Yun Ge bore a resemblance to Wu Song when he was young, which was why Wu Da liked him so much.

"Brother, Yun-ge'er, what are you chatting about? It's time to pack up and go."

A tall and imposing figure appeared in front of the stall, interrupting the two people's conversation.

"Erlang, you've come at the right time. Yunge said he also wants an older brother, and I was just discussing it with him. Are you hungry? How about a steamed bun?"

Upon seeing his younger brother arrive, Wu Da's face immediately lit up with a smile. He quickly unwrapped the cloth covering the basket and handed him a still-warm steamed bun.

"What's so difficult about that? Yun-ge'er, from now on, my elder brother will be your own brother!"

Wu Song took the steamed bun and ate it heartily, stroking Yun Ge's head as he ate.

"Erlang, why are you finishing your shift so early today?"

Wu Da looked at the sky; this wasn't Wu Song's usual time to go to work.

"Hey, big brother, I have some good news to tell you."

Wu Song was also smiling.

"Oh? What's the good news?"

"Brother, I'm thinking of finding you a wife. What do you think?"