In the Southern Song Dynasty, I competed with Mongolia for the world

Chapter 28 Add money, add money, add money
The black-and-white boy charged forward with his sword in his hand, and the surroundings screamed, and all the boys retreated one after another.

"Really?" Quan Yong also exclaimed, but he was also a ruthless person, and he showed no signs of fear.

Just now he bragged that one hits six, of course he can't lose face now.

He glanced at Zhao Yurui from the corner of his eye, and Zhao Yurui's face was frosty, and he didn't mean to stop at all.

Damn, it's hard to get five pennies a month, isn't it?
Quan Yong watched the black boy rushing towards him, and prepared to wait for the opponent to stab him first, and when the opponent stabbed him, he quickly passed by, and then punched him hard on the nose.

Quan Yong has been fighting since he was a child, and he is very experienced. When the opponent has a weapon, he must hit the opponent's vitals with a heavy punch as soon as possible.

This dark boy had never fought before, but he was very smart. He knew that Quan Yong would fight after being punched by Quan Yong for the first time.

This time he didn't jump forward in a hurry, he kept a distance from Quan Yong, and tried to swing the dagger a few times in the air, but his body didn't rush forward with all his strength.

"Come on, come on." Quan Yong tried to provoke him, swaying his body from side to side, being cautious.

A stern look flashed in the boy's eyes, suddenly.

Opened his mouth, tui, and spit all over his face with a mouthful of saliva.

"Hold the grass." Quan Yong subconsciously stretched out his hand to cover his face, just blocking his sight.

It was too late to say it and then it was too fast, whoosh, the boy rushed forward, bent forward, and stabbed Quan Yong in the waist.

Quan Yong reacted quickly, he quickly raised his knee sideways, plopped, and hit the boy's arm.

The young man hit his face with his arm, and with a bang, the knife fell directly to the ground.

But he still rushed forward, put his left arm forward, and hugged Quan Yong.

He is a bit taller than Quan Yong, the two of them had just touched each other, Quan Yong wanted to shake him off but he didn't.

"Ah!" The young man roared wildly, with all his strength, and bang, the two of them fell heavily to the ground at the same time.

Quan Yong strangled his neck with his right arm.

The young man's face was red from being strangled, and while struggling, he fumbled on the ground, just in time to touch the dagger.

He was about to pick up the dagger and give Quan Yong a slash.

Ba, there is a foot on the side of the dagger.

"Okay, I'm quite fat." Zhao Yurui laughed loudly: "I like it." Excited.

The surroundings were stunned, and the Liangya people were also terrified.

The scene just now was really desperate. This black boy was really ruthless. He tried his best to stab Quan Yong. Fortunately, Quan Yong is also experienced and fierce.

Those around me have been terrified all week, and couldn't help but think, what if this young man stabs me?Can I escape?

"What, what, what, you have guts." Quan Yong got up and cursed at the boy, feeling lingering fear.

The young man looked ruthless, first looked at him a few times, and finally saw Zhao Yurui, his expression changed immediately.

"How much did you say just now?" Zhao Yurui pointed at Na Ya and said humanely.

"Only 350 cash per month, if the annual payment is four guan, you little official." The man carefully stretched out four fingers.

"What the hell." Zhao Yurui scolded with a smile, "Add money, add money, add money."

"..." Everyone at the scene was stunned, not knowing what Zhao Yurui meant.

"What's your name, how old are you?"

"Back to the officer, the youngest is Chen Xiaodao, 14 years old."

"..." Zhao Yurui was dumbfounded. He thought he was sixteen or seventeen years old, so he turned to Yaren.

The fat tooth man chuckled: "He is taller than ordinary people, and he will be taller when he becomes an adult in the future. Don't petty officials have to be tall and strong?"

Chen Xiaodao is taller than 15-year-old Quan Yong, but he is only 14 years old. After that, he needs to keep up with nutrition, and he is estimated to be able to grow up to the standard of being an official.

"Sign for ten years, five passes per year, do you get it all at once, or on a monthly basis?".

Zhao Yurui directly added money, and the Yaren and Chen Xiaodao couldn't believe it.

Chen Xiaodao was overjoyed, plopped, and knelt down on the spot: "Thank you, little official, I am willing to take it every month."

Generally speaking, those who want to take it all at once have family members, and those who are willing to take it every month may be orphans.

Quan Yong and the other three were also stunned. Yi Wang actually took the initiative to increase the money?
Is there anyone else doing business like this?

The man in Naya danced happily, because his commission was [-], and his income was also high: "A small official has discerning eyes and talents, and a small knife is the most powerful and sharpest in my hand."

"How much is [-]?" Zhao Yurui turned around and asked Zhou Lai and the others.

All three of them have zero foundation in mathematics, and Zhou Lai is still counting with his fingers, and he doesn't know whether the calculation is true or not.

But the man from Yaya countered and said, "It's only 750 Wen back to Xiaoguan."

"Give him consistent." Zhao Yurui waved directly.

Liang Yaren's eyes lit up. This is a local rich man. If you don't bargain or talk about the price, you will increase the price.

At this time, those who did not participate in holding the knife just now must have regretted their intestines.

But Zhao Yurui, based on the principle that he could still train, turned his head and pointed at the three people who had just participated in the fight: "I want these three too."

With the help of Fat Yaren, they signed the contract on the spot. The term was directly the maximum term of ten years in the Southern Song Dynasty. Some of the four hesitated for a while. They probably didn't want to sign for such a long time, but they finally agreed.

In the middle, if the host is not satisfied, they can dismiss and terminate at any time, but they have no right to request termination at any time.

Except for Chen Xiaodao, the other three received 350 ren per month, and the host provided food and lodging, and two of them received [-] guan at one time.

Fat tooth people get [-]% of their annual salary.

Zhao Yurui had to pay a lot of money, and Fat Ya wanted some copper coins, because the ratio of money to money was a bit exaggerated.

Yiguanhuizi can only be exchanged for more than 300 copper coins in the market, that is, one third.

In history, in the later period of Song Lizong (Zhao Yuju), Yiguanhuizi could only exchange more than 160 copper coins.

But it was impossible for Zhao and Rui to bring so much copper coins. After some bargaining, they finally paid [-] Wen copper coins (replaced with broken silver), and the rest were paid in huizi.

When paying the money, Fat Yaren stretched out his hand unwillingly to say hello: "Young official, look at this little girl in my hand, Ms. Miao Rong, who is well educated and courteous, beautiful and flamboyant."

With his waving, a young lady walked forward slowly.

"Cool." Quan Yong swears.

Zhao Yurui looked up, this girl named Miao Rong was about the same age as Quan Yong, and she was really good-looking, but her figure was average, and she was far worse than the Xu family, Mrs. Zhong, and even the Yu family he had seen. , not as good as Xiaotao.

But Xiaotao is old, she should have developed, and Miaorong is still young.

"You like it?" Zhao Yurui looked back at Quan Yong.

Quan Yong blushed: "So-so, so-so." He looked embarrassed.

Quan Yong is not young anymore, Zhao Yurui originally planned to wait for him to cultivate Quan Yong, raise his official position, and find a good family.

I didn't expect him to be so unpromising, and he actually took a fancy to a female envoy.

Miao Rong's face is not bad, at least she is prettier than Xiao Tao, she can be a concubine for her cousin, but it depends on whether she is willing or not, this is the Song Dynasty after all.

At that moment, Zhao Yurui asked, "How much is this?"

(End of this chapter)