"I didn't ask you to make an idea, just ask you to bring a message to the Eighth Route Army. Our Jiulong Hall does not need the consent of the Eighth Route Army." Liu Wushuang said in a deep voice: "Zhangzhuang is now three, and whoever takes over will belong to whoever takes over. Even if you don't come, we will also take that place."

This seems to be wrong. The three areas are not related to the area, but they are also sensitive areas. Once they move the whole body and coordinate with the Eighth Route Army, others will be a little afraid! Meng Youtian thought about this and was not convenient to express his objection. This matter doesn't seem to have much to do with him. However, he still has to be careful.

"Since that's the case, I wish Jiulongtang a success." Meng Youtian said with a smile: "It's just that I hope that Master Liu can carefully select the people guarding Zhangzhuang, so as not to make the people frustrated. Be the one who guards the territory and benefit the people, so that they can gain a good reputation and support the people."

"You need to say this." Liu Wushuang glared at Meng Youtian and said, "The Eighth Route Army has many rules, and our Jiulong Hall has many rules and regulations. Who dares to push forward and press forward? My bullets don't have eyes. If you smell it, I, Liu Wushuang, will never smell bad in my body in my life."

Horizontal push and pressing is a bandit's jargon, which has two meanings: Horizontal push means that doing things is unreasonable and too unkind. For example, if the "pressure" is in, if someone begs for forgiveness, he will be allowed to be killed and do not do evil things beyond the human world; Horizontal pushing means using forced means to ruin women. In Guandong, those who commit such things are generally called "evil tricks" and should be severely punished.

There are frequent wars in China and many bandits, so it is not surprising that there are pure beards that burn, kill, loot, and help the poor; there are also strands that kill the rich but not the poor; there are guys who only care about eating, drinking and having fun; there are even bandits who save the country and the people.

Jiulongtang has many people, good guns, and a good heart, so he has established regulations from the beginning. Generally, it does not disturb the people, but only smashes the kilns of wealthy families and ties up the tickets of wealthy families. Once ethnic conflicts arise, they feel that they should deal with foreign enemies based on their conscience. Especially in the northeast, after September 18th, there are many such bandits. The famous ones include "dark horses", "three old provinces", "good Jiangnan", "a side", "broken side", "black star" and other strands. They are not as well equipped as the troops of Ma Zhanshan, Li Du, Feng Zhanhai, and many people, but they have their own unique combat methods. They also hit the Japanese army with a heavy blow and caused a shock to society.

Meng Youtian didn't quite understand these jargons in the world, and could not smell the smell of Liu Dalongtou. But he just needed to understand the general meaning. He no longer mentioned Zhangzhuang's affairs. Anyway, he couldn't make the decision, and Jiulongtang had already made a decision.

The banquet ended and the banquet ended. Although Liu Wushuang was a little reluctant, Liu Feng and Xiao Guanghe returned to Guanzhuang immediately, rectified their troops and prepared to enter Zhangzhuang. Only with territory can we recruit soldiers and expand our power. Liu Wushuang handed this matter to Liu Feng, and with Xiao Guanghe's assistance, Meng Youtian communicated with the Eighth Route Army, hoping that Liu Feng's direct troops would become stronger and that after he retreated, his daughter could take advantage of the trap in Jiulongtang.

After sending Liu Feng and others away, Liu Wushuang returned to the inner hall. Gu Xiuzhen came up diligently to change his clothes for him, reminding him as if he was concerned: "This girl Afeng seems to be good to Brother Meng! Didn't you, a father, see?"

How could Liu Wushuang not see it? He pretended to be careless and said, "It's rare to have someone who can speak up, so A Feng is happy. Well, that boy named Meng is a bit tricky, but he didn't see it before."

"A Feng is so old that she's gone through the gun in her entire life?" Gu Xiuzhen said it more clearly.

Liu Wushuang is also in a conflict. He wants his daughter to inherit his career and continue to support Jiulongtang; he also wants his daughter to marry and have children, live a normal life as a woman, stay away from killing and danger. He frowned and did not accept Gu Xiuzhen's words.

Gu Xiuzhen is a smart woman. She knows to the point and never talks deeply, which makes Liu Wushuang think she has a different meaning. She successfully turned Liu Wushuang's attention away. This woman breathed a sigh of relief. Now she would probably not scold herself because of what happened just now.

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What did you do? Meng Youtian is confused now. Liu Feng and Wang Dashan are talking about being here to get maggots, but after they arrive, they don’t even ask about this. On the Eighth Route Army, they say they are talking about cooperation and united fronts, but they have no position and no power. At best, they are a tool to connect with each other.

"Xiao Meng, I've brought you here, you can teach me!" Liu Feng waited until Meng Youtian mentioned it, and went out to procrastinate for a long time to bring a dull and honest young man. The young man was covered with a lot of grass and smelled of horse manure, and he looked like a groom.

Meng Youtian looked at this guy carefully, looking not very awake. Before he could ask, Liu Feng had already sniffed and frowned and said to the young man, "You learn from Mr. Meng. If you don't learn well, I will suck you." After that, he turned to Meng Youtian and smiled, "He will follow you in the future. If you have anything, teach him. If he doesn't obey, tell me, I'll deal with him. Oh, by the way, his name is Wu Zaba."

"Hey, why are you calling this person? He isn't real--" Meng Youtian asked anxiously. Liu Feng had already waved his hand and walked out of the house quickly.

Meng Youtian smiled bitterly and shook his head, and asked Wu Zaba, who was standing beside him with his hands hanging down, "Brother, what did you do before?"

"Woooo, I used to feed the chief workers to the Wu family courtyard. When the master of Jiulongtang came, he asked me to continue doing this." Wu stammered.

This guy was able to deal with it, so he even found a stuttering jar. Meng Youtian smiled bitterly again, "I don't know how to teach you, just don't exhaust yourself to death."

It was not until Meng Youtian taught Wu to stammer, but he felt that he was not good at being handsome. This guy is very smart and quick-witted, and it seems like he is doing work. The two of them came to a remote hut and were busy for a long time. Finally, they made the place where the maggots were raised look like.

"Wuwu, sir, sit here for a rest." Wu Zaba wiped Meng Youtian's small stool with his sleeve and asked him to sit down.

"Haha, I don't stutter when I hear you, I just have a big tongue." Meng Youtian sat down with a smile and said, "Do you often suck you? You're afraid of her."

"Woooo, although the young lady is a little fierce, she is still good to people and has never beat me much. But she doesn't like the people who work for the landlord's family. She said: Whoever eats the food, she will be useless and useless." Wu stammered.

Meng Youtian frowned and asked in confusion: "Where are the tenants? Don't they all work for the landlords?"

"Woooo, that's a difference. Master Liu hates flattery the most. It's a sin to raise animals like me who works for the master's family every day." Wu squatted on the ground and pulled the ground with a small grass stick.

Meng Youtian shook his head helplessly. Liu Feng was clearly divided into grudges and was generous and straightforward, but sometimes his hatred was blind, and he beat a boat of people with one oar.

"The eldest lady is a good person and never raises funds from the poor to ask for food. She also said: To the old fat pigs and rich man, he wants to eat, drink, live, and not thank the grandson. If you say the word "no", he will tell him to get out of the head." Seeing that Meng Youtian didn't say anything, Wu stammered a few more words. At this time, a happy smile appeared on his face, and it seemed that he had no good feelings for the original Wu family compound.

"That bald fat man is the housekeeper of the Wu family compound. How are he usually like?" Meng Youtian asked.

"Woooooo, the dog is dependent on the power of others." Wu stammered as he rolled up his sleeves, revealing the whip marks on his arms, and said hatefully: "I have whipped me several times!"

After further discussion, Meng Youtian knew that Wu Zaba's name was Wu Sheng. Because of his poor family, he went to the Wu family's courtyard to work as a swineherd at the age of nine. Later, when he was at a high level, he was upgraded to a horseherd and a cowherd. It can be said that Wu Zaba had an indissoluble bond with livestock, and dealt with mules and horses all day long, and was deeply aware of horse nature.

He also found that although Wu Zaba was a little confused, he liked to talk. In fact, there was a reason for this. Although Wu Zaba was talking, he was very smart and diligent in work. He was quite popular in Guanzhuang. So everyone always liked to use him to relieve his boredom and listen to his vernacular verbal words. He also found it very interesting, so he talked about the "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" and "Water Margin" he learned from the storyteller for a few paragraphs, and sometimes even sang a few small operas. He was not "woof" when singing, and he was a little singing. Therefore, there were often some long-term workers and handymen around him, listening to him or singing to relieve his sorrows and boredom.

Meng Youtian actually had a very good conversation with a big tongue. He never expected that the more he talked about, he liked this interesting guy, and he explained the principle of raising maggots very clearly. He also said that the benefits of raising chickens with maggots are of course that they grow fast, lay more eggs, and do not get sick.

Wu stammered very seriously and asked a few questions when he didn't understand. As he spoke, he talked about the animals again. When he heard that he sometimes had to mix eggs in the forage for feeding war horses, Meng Youtian was a little surprised. In fact, he didn't know much about war horses. He fed war horses and ate eggs mixed with eggs, or eating beans and oil residues. These methods have been used since ancient times to make war horses have enough nutrition. War horses are not as good as turtle horses and cows on the plowing land, and eating cows and mules alone.

"Eggs are rich in protein, and there are also maggots!" Meng Youtian thought, saying, "If the horse does not eat meat, it can be baked, dried, and then made into high-protein powder and mixed into the forage."

"Wuwu, can this work?" Wu stammered clearly with Meng Youtian's wonderful ideas.

"Of course it's OK." Meng Youtian nodded affirmatively. The magnies can be used to feed chickens, ducks, pigs, fish, frogs, eels, etc. directly, making protein powder even people can eat it, let alone war horses.

"Woooo, I don't dare." Wu Zaba shook his head and said, "If something goes wrong, the eldest lady will peel my skin. That war horse will be precious in her eyes."

"I'll tell her about this." Meng Youtian patted Wu Zaba's shoulder and smiled, "It's too bad to feed eggs. If you don't work, try using someone else's horse first. When you see the effect, feed her horse."

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