Liu Yu helped Liu Yan up from the ground.
"Father of Liu Zhang, how much is a donkey in Youzhou Province?”
Donkey?
At this moment, Liu Yan was completely confused.
Still thinking about the donkey?
Because of this bastard, your official title, reputation, and future are completely ruined…
Was his head really kicked by a donkey?
Thinking of this, Liu Yan looked at Liu Yu suspiciously.
However, he continued to ask,
"Do you know or not?
A prefect doesn't even know the price of a donkey? How?"
" I…I know…" Liu Yan cried.
If he hadn't defeated the Yellow Turban thief!
Liu Yan really wanted to suspect that Liu Yu was a late stage chuunibyou patient.
"Three gold…one!"
Liu Yan replied softly.
He heard this answer.
Liu Yu smiled strangely and nodded.
"Pass down my order. We'll take all the donkeys we have.”
Liu Yan was extremely shocked when he heard this…
Why are you fighting with a donkey?』
……
Youzhou, the prefect's mansion.
Liu Yan, who had returned to Zhuo County, was worried.
This was the first time that a young master had fallen from the sky to help him defend Youzhou.
However, this young master was courting death all of a sudden!
He actually gave a donkey to the emperor's favorite, Zhang Rang?
It was fine to give him a donkey.
Now, he didn't know what was wrong with him, but he had started to collect donkeys, and it was still five gold each.
This was a little strange.
Don't you want your head anymore? He didn't want the money? Was this the rhythm?
Thinking of this…
Liu Yan sighed.
"What if the Yellow Turban bandits make a comeback?
Could it be that he was really counting on his soldiers to ride on donkeys?”
Thinking of this, Liu Yan had a headache.
Of course, what made him even more troubled was yet to come.
"Sigh!"
Liu Yan didn't know how many times he had sighed.
Buying a donkey is secondary.
But if he offended Zhang Rang, what if the imperial court sent people to capture him?
Forcing Liu Yu to rebel.
Then Youzhou will be gone…"
With this in mind, Liu Yan did not dare to sit idly by.
"Men!
Pay close attention to the court's every move. If an envoy comes down, make sure to let me know!
I want to stop him personally.
Liu Yu couldn't be finished! Youzhou cannot be in chaos!"
After saying this, Liu Yan suddenly thought of something.
"In addition!
Help him collect the donkey, help him with great fanfare, I have to let him remember this favor.”
……
……
Ouch…Ouch…Ouch!
Batches of donkeys were sent to Zhuo County, Zhang Fei's peach garden.
Because of Liu Yan's help, Liu Yu's collection of donkeys was very smooth.
Zhang Fei returned the money for the two thousand pigs.
In the blink of an eye, they had become a thousand donkeys.
At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, donkeys were very cheap.
The most ordinary horse could be exchanged for ten donkeys.
These few days.
Zhang Fei was very vexed…
His peach garden was quite big, but it couldn't hold a thousand donkeys living and reproducing in it…
Especially the sound of that thing at night, it really made the iron-willed Zhang Fei almost cry…
"Young master Liu Yu is really too much. What's the use of taking in so many donkeys? This is ridiculous!"
A thick pillow was pressed against Zhang Fei's ear.
He complained continuously.
This donkey is really excited at night
... He couldn't stop at all.
……
As for Young Master Liu Yu's donkey.
The advisor was uncharacteristically supportive.
He pondered in his heart.
Two thousand pigs could kill fifty thousand Yellow Turban thieves. If he was lucky, wouldn't these one thousand donkeys be able to kick Zhang Jiao to death?
Zhang Jiao was kicked to death by a donkey?
The Yellow Turban Rebellion would have ended early.
"Mm." The advisor nodded.
"Little Lord is truly far-sighted!"
……
On this day, Liu Yu, who was at the County Military Office, was a little worried.
"Only 1,000 donkeys, that's a little too little.
Where can I get more money?"
Liu Yu pondered this question carefully.
He looked around and asked the advisor standing at the side.
"Grand Master, tell me, besides this mansion, what else did my father leave me?”
The advisor pondered for a moment." What's left is that 500,000 gold coins. That's equivalent to 5,000 gold coins.
However, they have all been replaced by donkeys."
(For convenience's sake, the currency is measured in gold.)
"Really?"
"No more!"
Looking at the solemn expression on the Grand Master's face, he did not seem to be lying.
Liu Yu rolled his eyes.
"Grand Master…I heard that a house can be sold for a hundred gold.
There are at least 40 to 50 rooms in this county captain's mansion, including the office area. It shouldn't be a problem to sell it for another 5,000 gold, right?”
Ah...
The advisor was stunned.
It was not enough to squander the family's savings.
Even the house is going to be ruined?
Thinking of this, the Grand Master became nervous. After all, there was still a room for him to stay in.
"Little Lord…I think…1,000 donkeys are enough…
If he could kick Zhang Jiao to death, then so be it!
If he couldn't kill them, it would be useless even if he had 2,000 more!
There's no need to sell our family assets.
Is... is it? Little Lord?"
The advisor said.
Liu Yu's face sank, giving him a fright.
"I said, sell!
Now, immediately, immediately, sell this lousy house for this young master.
He couldn't sell it today?
I'll sell you out."
"Yes…yes…"
The advisor did not dare to disobey Liu Yu's wishes and hurriedly went out to contact the buyer.
"Wait…"
Liu Yu stopped the advisor.
"I'll sell Zhang Fei's family's manor too.”
Ah...
The advisor was stunned.
"What if he doesn't agree?"
Liu Yu smiled.
"You don't agree? If he doesn't agree, then let him come and drink with me.
Our company can't beat him!"
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It was a new day, and he would continue to beg for flowers.
Brothers and sisters, if you have it, give it to me!
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