Chapter 118

  Seeing Cheng Dalai make this gesture, Sun Delong's heart fell to the ground. The other party has already acknowledged it, and naturally there is no more falsehood.

  "Six... young master, rest assured, this old slave will never reveal your identity."

  Cheng Dalai blinked his eyes, what identity is mine, could it be that this old fellow has seen through me as a mountain bandit?

  "Hmm, just keep it to yourself and don't spread it around." Cheng Dalai said with a straight face.

  "Definitely, definitely."

  Sun Delong patted his chest with a loud bang, and then he gazed at Cheng Darui with eyes full of deep emotions. The kindness in his eyes made Cheng Darui's whole body covered with goosebumps.

  "It's been thirty years since I left the capital, and unexpectedly, Sixth Master is already so big."

  Cheng Dali was shocked to discover that Sun Delong had already started crying. His mind was a mess, Sixth Master, who was Sixth Master again?

  He could only clear his throat and say, "Let's not bring up past matters, life has already been through many storms."

  "Yes, yes, I lost my composure." Sun Delong wiped away his tears and said with a loyal heart: "Sixth Master has come to Yangzhou, is there anything you want me to do?"

  "Huh?" Cheng Dairen turned his head to look at him, his eyes becoming even stranger.

  Cheng Dalai did not know that Sun Delong was originally a eunuch, in other words, a palace eunuch. He entered the palace as a young man and learned good martial arts from the palace guards. After Emperor Ming ascended to the throne, he served by Emperor Ming's side.

  Thirty years ago, the Rong tribe invaded the capital, and Emperor Ming fled with a group of palace concubines and officials, including Sun Delong. In the chaos of war, Sun Delong became separated from Emperor Ming and ended up in Yangzhou.

  Later, although the Rong tribe was driven away, Sun Delong knew that returning to the palace would also be a death sentence, so he settled down in Yangzhou. Relying on his literary and military skills, combined with his ruthless temperament, he slowly endured until he became the leader of the Cao Bang gang.

  However, he was still very loyal to the royal family in his heart, and it's not that he was loyal, but since he grew up in the palace from a young age, he had long regarded his life as belonging to the imperial family.

  Cheng Darui didn't understand the twists and turns in it, but Sun Delong's performance was really puzzling to him.

  "I've heard that you have a ship of goods at the dock, sir. You must have suddenly taken an interest in doing business. I, your humble servant, dare to ask: would you be willing to sell this shipment to me?"

  Cheng Dalai was taken aback and blurted out: "I want food."

  "How much?"

  "300,000 catties, I want them within a day."

  "Is it enough?"

  Huh?

  Cheng Dalai looked at Sun Delong in disbelief, gathering 300,000 kilograms of grain within a day was something even Geng Xinghe couldn't accomplish. How dare Sun Delong boast about such an achievement? What made him confident enough to make such a claim?

  "How much can you gather in one day?"

  "How much does Liu Gongzi need?"

  "Many natural things are better."

  "Don't worry, young master, I'll mobilize all my boatmen's strength. By tomorrow sundown, you will definitely see the grain."

  Sun Delong left with a flush on his face, as if he had suddenly become ten years younger.

  As for why this is so, Cheng Dalai was completely unaware.

  Taking big strides out of the Fishing Sun Building, a small sedan chair was waiting outside the door, with four short-shirted and robust men standing at the entrance. As soon as Sun Delong came out, someone immediately lifted up the curtain of the sedan chair.

  "We won't take sedan chairs anymore; let's change horses."

  Li Jiaming suddenly asked: "Old man, how's your body?"

  "How dare you look down on me? When I was riding horses, your dolls hadn't even been weaned yet."

  A tall horse was led to Sun Delong's side, and Sun Delong mounted the horse with a loud crack of the whip.

  "Tell my children to meet me at the dock."

  Sun Delong had no children, of course this is a waste of words, but his adopted sons were not few, under his seat were ten tigers and eight dogs, the ruthless people in Qianzhou City who had heads and faces all called Sun Delong "old master".

  Sun Delong rode his horse galloping on the street, who would have thought that an old man over 70 years old could ride a horse more agilely than young people.

  On the riverside tavern, three robust men were drinking. Suddenly, they heard horse hooves outside the window. The leader of the men looked out the window and furrowed his brow in surprise: What is this old man doing?

  They jumped directly from the second floor window and rushed towards the direction where Sun Delong was going.

  In a courtyard, a man with his upper body exposed, wielded an iron hammer weighing over 100 catties with great force. Suddenly, someone burst in: "Master Liu, the old master has a message..."

  "I already know." The man put on his outer garment and shouldered the iron hammer: "Follow me."

  The green cloud was leaning on the pillow on the bed in the brothel, looking at the back of the man who was dressing.

  "Master Qing, won't you stay with me for a little while longer?"

  "No, old master has given orders." The man pinched the woman's belly: "Wait until I'm busy, and then I'll deal with you, this little demon."

  Accompanied by a burst of laughter, the man pushed open the door and left. The afternoon sunlight poured down recklessly on the threshold.

  Sun Delong galloped his horse on the street, with more and more people following behind him. By the time he reached the dock, Sun Delong reined in his horse, turned around, and saw that the ten tigers and eight hounds of the Fu Gang had arrived.

  These people ran breathlessly, their exhaled breath turning into white mist in the air. They all looked at Sun Delong on horseback, but didn't know what he had brought everyone together for.

  "Old man, what do you want us to do?"

  "Rice, I want rice, more rice." Sun Delong gritted his teeth, like a mouse that hadn't eaten for three days.

  Sun Delong suddenly grinned and let out an unpleasant laugh: "You monkey bastards, get busy!"

  The Gang of Rowers is a spider that has been spinning in Qianzhou City for thirty years, spitting out threads one by one and weaving a large web. Today, when this large web appears, the people all over the city realize how vast it has become.

  The grain on the dock is naturally unnecessary to mention. This is the territory of the boatmen's guild. As long as the grain-carrying boats have not yet reached the shore, they are bought at a low price by the boatmen's guild.

  The rice store in the city was swept clean by the gang of boatmen.

  There was a hand in the night, sneaking into the official grain warehouse, four or five people stole several carts of food. The lord of Qianzhou City was furious when he learned about this, Sun Delong made a special trip to the city lord's mansion, and after an unknown conversation between the two sides, the matter was dropped.

  Some wealthy households in the city didn't have to give face to the boatmen, but they all sent people to negotiate and eventually gave out some grain.

  The next day, when Da Lei and his gang arrived, they saw bag after bag of fine rice being moved onto the ship. In the end, there was not enough room on the last boat, so the boatmen specially contributed another boat.

  The amount of grain loaded onto the ship is unknown, if calculated at 200,000 catties per ship, two ships would be around 400,000 catties.

  Everyone was stunned by this scene, Su Qing asked in a low voice: "How could this be?"

  "I don't quite understand either." Cheng Dairen paused for a moment: "Probably good people's luck won't be too bad, I guess."