"Lu Qiyan is only the battalion commander, with hundreds of soldiers under his command. It would be more appropriate for him to handle this matter."

An Leiting knew his son's temperament and what he was worried about at the moment. He said earnestly, "Zhong'er, you have to know that claws are just claws, and fierce dogs are just fierce dogs."

No matter how powerful they are, the minions are always controlled by the mind, and the fierce dog will always have a master, so it cannot gain power or make waves.

An Jingzhong's ears were already calloused by such clichés, and he felt a little impatient, but he also knew that he could not convince his father, so he just replied in a muffled voice, "Yes, I've made a note of it."

"Go." An Leiting patted An Jingzhong on the shoulder.

"I'll take my leave, son." An Jingzhong bowed perfunctorily and left the tent.

Zhang Mingxin, who was waiting outside, saw that An Jingzhong looked unhappy and hurriedly followed him, "What happened to the commander?"

"There's a dog jumping around there, it's really annoying." An Jingzhong's face was full of impatience and he strode back to his tent.

Seeing this, Zhang Mingxin poured An Jingzhong a cup of his favorite Longjing tea and said with a smile, "Since there is an annoying dog, just break its legs and throw it away. Why should the commander get angry over such a small matter? If he gets angry and hurts his body, wouldn't it be more harm than good?"

"Throw it out?" An Jingzhong snorted, "I'm afraid someone won't let me!"

"The commander is talking about the commander of the wing?" Zhang Mingxin chuckled, "If that's the case, then it's going to be a bit difficult to deal with."

Do you need to tell me?

An Jingzhong rolled his eyes at Zhang Mingxin, drank the tea in the cup, and threw the cup directly on the table with a dull "bang".

It's really annoying.

First, there were a few more sworn brothers, then An Yunji, and now there is Lu Qiyan...

They appear one after another like mushrooms after rain, which is extremely annoying.

Although An Jingzhong also agreed with what his father said, that a fierce dog can only be a fierce dog and will always have a master.

However, if this fierce dog is more capable than its owner, where will the owner's face be?
The more An Jingzhong thought about it, the more annoyed he became. He said to Zhang Mingxin, "Bring me some wine!"

"The Xifeng liquor that the commander likes has not been delivered yet. I'm afraid it will have to be delivered tomorrow." Zhang Mingxin said.

"Why wasn't it delivered?" An Jingzhong shouted angrily.

"Commander, calm down. It's not that our subordinates are not doing their job well. It's just that Xue Guanshi, who is always respectful to you, sent someone to tell you that this Xifeng wine is very hard to come by and you need to be more careful on the road. That's why we are traveling much slower every day."

Zhang Mingxin explained, "But Manager Xue also knew that he had delayed the commander's enjoyment of fine wine, so this time he presented five more jars of Xifeng wine than usual, and also presented the commander with some Jinhua hams and some dried goods, saying that they would be for the commander to try with his wine."

"In addition..." Zhang Mingxin deliberately lowered his voice, "Manager Xue said that this time the tribute is 20% more than before, and it will all be in the form of silver notes, which is convenient and easy to take."

An Jingzhong's expression softened a lot, and he curled his lips, "This Manager Xue is really capable of doing things."

"To be frank, everyone knows that the ointments and herbs for military supplies are a lucrative business. Many people are eyeing this business and trying their best to stop it. Xue was able to take on this business thanks to the commander, so naturally he should show more respect to him."

Zhang Mingxin smiled very servilely and poured another cup of tea for An Jingzhong.

An Jingzhong fiddled with the cup in his hand and curled his lips. "It is indeed a lucrative job. This Xue has made a lot of money. If that's the case, then tell Xue that we don't want 20% this time, we want 40%."

40%? Zhang Mingxin was startled, "Commander, isn't this 40% a bit too much?"

"There is no business without fraud. If this Xue guy is willing to give up some of his money, then he must have earned much more than this. If he gives us more, he will definitely not lose out." An Jingzhong disagreed.

"What if Mr. Xue feels that it's not worth it and doesn't want to do this business in the future?" Zhang Mingxin was a little worried.

"If he doesn't do it, there are plenty of people who will do it." An Jingzhong sneered, "You just spread the word, saying that if he does it, then it's like this, and if he doesn't do it, then get out. There's no need to say anything else."

Seeing An Jingzhong's firm attitude, Zhang Mingxin had no choice but to respond, "Yes."

Then he was thinking about how to tell this to Manager Xue.

It's night, the moon and stars are sparse.

The rustling sound was heard intermittently in Xinghua Lane, but it was not loud and did not wake anyone from their sweet dreams.

When she placed the candlestick on the table beside the bed, Cen Ying looked around and breathed a sigh of relief.

The price for this house was reasonable, the other party agreed very readily, and when they moved, they thoughtfully left behind many things for their convenience.

Apart from the bedding needed for personal use, everything else is also available, making it quite convenient after moving in.

What we need to do now is to integrate into the environment here and become an ordinary person in the eyes of others.

Therefore, from daily food and drink to daily clothing, Cen Ying carefully selected them so that they would be in line with their current status.

So much so that Yin Lingyou, who came to see Xiao Luoan for a follow-up visit, couldn't help but smack his lips after seeing this scene, "Incredible, incredible."

"What do you mean, Doctor Yin?" Cen Ying was puzzled.

"With so much money in his pocket, he has done so much work on the surface, and he doesn't feel uncomfortable at all. Isn't this extraordinary?"

Yin Lingyou clicked his tongue twice and moved closer to Cen Ying. "Who are you guys? You're willing to go to such great lengths to hide your whereabouts?"

"Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask." Cen Ying glanced at Yin Lingyou, "Asking too much will do you no good."

"Okay, you're threatening me." Yin Lingyou pouted and shook his head. He didn't talk to Cen Ying, but only looked at Xu Chong. "But if that's the case, it probably won't be convenient for me to go to Buyun Tower to buy food every day."

The people living in Xinghua Lane are all ordinary people. How could ordinary people go to restaurants to eat every day?
"That's fine." Xu Chong disagreed. "Miss Ying said she has already discussed it with Madam Xia. From now on, we can just go directly to Madam Xia to buy food."

The two families live next door to each other, so it is normal for them to visit each other and they can enjoy delicious meals quietly.

Yin Lingyou tilted his head.

So these people tried every means to move to Xinghua Lane, not only to make it easier for them to see Xiao Luoan, but also because they were concerned about the delicious food here at Madam Xia's place?

Tsk, they really work hard just for a bite of food.

Looking around, I'm afraid there is no one who can achieve this level... (End of this chapter)