"In the big dream, it was Zhou Fengling who took Zheng Jichen's relief to swagger everywhere, which brought disaster to Zheng Jichen, and now, Zhou Fengling promised to You Kai, so who will bring disaster to Zheng Jichen?"

Yaya looked at the dusky sky outside the window, her face distressed.

Wei Wangchu smiled, "Do you think that without Zhou Fengling's swagger, those mountain bandits would not know that the Zheng family has food?"

Well?

The bud couldn't turn for a while.

In the big dream, Zhu Qinglian poisoned Zhou Ajiao's mother-in-law, and also wanted to poison her to make room for Zhou Fengling, causing herself to be blind, and life was better than death.

In reality, Zhu Qinglian is still Zhou Ajiao's mother-killing enemy, and she has harmed people more than once, Zhou Fengling is no better, and she still wants to design Zhou Ajiao.

Why did she keep their lives all the time, wasn't it because Zhou Fengling was the trigger for Zheng Jichen's disaster?

But what Wei Wangchu said is not wrong at all, there are not a few big households in Chunshan Village, and the Zheng family can be regarded as one of the best, they are all mountain bandits from the village hunters, how can they not know that his family has surplus grain?

"If you're going to be quick, I can add a fire to it. ”

It has been more than a month since the locust plague, but no one in the village has started to plant wheat -- who knows if the grasshoppers will turn a corner and come back! If they come back and eat all the wheat seedlings, there is really no hope at all.

Zhou Mingzhi came back from tilting his head worriedly.

Xiao Die'er and Yaya glanced at each other and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"

"Uncle Wang and Aunt Wang next door, there is no surplus grain at home, only some wheat seeds are left, waiting to be planted in the field, and now, now they are starting to drink thin food every day. ”

Zhou Zhizhi looked up to the sky and sighed, "I, I look uncomfortable." ”

Mrs. Zhang walked out of the dining room, "Evil, the two sons of Uncle Wang's family, each of whom is filial, doesn't care about their old family, alas, they are evil." ”

What Zhou Mingming wanted was not this reply, no squeak, no movement.

Xiao Die'er waved her hand, "Sister-in-law Zhang, you can make something to eat and send it to them, how can you only drink thin food when you are old?"

Aunt Zhang answered, and Zhou Mingzhi snorted, "It's a meal and a half, what's the matter." ”

Yaya walked up to her father, poked him, and whispered, "Why don't you secretly put some food for Grandpa Wang at night?" ”

Zhou Mingming's little eyes have been paying attention to her daughter, seeing her say this. immediately smiled, "I know that my daughter is not that ruthless." ”

Ya Ya looked at the triumph of her father's successful plan, and said with a smile: "I heard that the imperial court is going to distribute relief food." ”

"Who did you listen to? Dr. Wei? His news is accurate. ”

Zhou Zhizhi stood up from his chair suddenly, "The response of the imperial court this time is really fast, it's only been a month, and the relief food is going to come down." ”

Xiao Die'er was also very happy, "It's good to distribute relief food, and the villagers will be able to pass the New Year." ”

As a result, the news that the imperial court was going to send relief grain spread.

With support, the villagers began to plow the land, take the corn stalks back home, plough the fields, and plant wheat.

As soon as I was busy, half a month passed.

There is not a trace of the relief food that everyone is looking forward to.

Someone ran to the yamen to ask, and was knocked back.

"Is there any relief food?"

"Yes, our small mountain village, the emperor is far away, does the emperor know that we have been affected?"

"You just know, it won't be our turn for a while, right? There are so many affected places, when will we come?"

"Hmph, you can't forget us when you collect public food, but when it's time to give us food, you can't remember us. ”

Complaints abounded.

The hunters in the ten miles and eight towns have little and thin land, and there is no surplus grain for a long time, so they rely on the hunters to go up the mountains to hunt some game to make a living, but gradually in winter, the game is becoming more and more difficult to fight.

The number of hunters in groups is increasing, and the mountains are getting deeper and deeper, almost to the death peak, but the prey they hunt is still becoming scarcer and rarer.

Even if you hunt something, it will be even more difficult to exchange it for silver to buy food.

If there is not enough food to eat, who has spare money to buy wild meat.

On this day, the hunters hunted a wild boar and were about to carry it to the donkey cart to sell it in the town, when a small group came to them.

"This wild boar, two taels of silver, will it be sold?"

The attitude of the little guy is quite arrogant.

On weekdays, a 200-pound wild boar can be sold for at least three or four taels of silver, and he cut half of it as soon as he came up.

Naturally, the Orions refused.

"When the disaster is affected now, how many families can eat wild boar in the town? Our village is our Zheng family, who else will buy you a pig?"

The little girl said impatiently: "Okay, add another 500 Wen, sell it or not? If you don't buy it, forget it, that is, our Aunt Tao wants to eat wild boar, otherwise who will buy a pig." ”

As soon as a few hunters were combined, it was not cost-effective to sell the silver and then go to the town to buy grain.

"This little brother, can you do this, we don't want silver, you give us food, okay?"

"How?"

"Three stones. ”

The little guy glared, "Why don't you go and grab it? What is the price of grain now? What is the price of pork?"

"Little brother, there is a shortage of food, the pigs have nothing to eat, they are going to starve to death, what is the price of pork? Not to mention that this is still wild boar?"

The little guy sneered, "Our Zheng family sells grain, which has always been more expensive than pork, two and a half silver, and we love to sell it or not." ”

"Then what if we want two stones of grain?"

"Two and a half, silver. ”

"One stone of grain and half a grain?"

"Once you go and grab it, our Zheng family can sell grain for three taels of silver! This wild boar, two and a half pieces of silver, do you want to go? Don't let me go. ”

In the end, the wild boar was sold for two halves of silver.

The hunters took the pieces of silver in their hands and watched as the little servants called for the boar to be carried away.

"That's enough money for something, damn!"

"None of the Zheng family's dogs are better than us! ”

"Who calls people rich, the Zheng family eats better than us!"

"Damn, brothers, did you hear me, the Zheng family is still selling grain in the town. ”

"His family has hundreds of acres of land, and the family has money, unlike us who have to sell grain for money to support the family, this disaster year, it's really rich and rich, phew!"

The first Orion who spoke suddenly turned his head, "That dog mongrel has been telling us to rob it, and the Zheng family has food...... How?"

"No, this is a crime, and you will be in prison. ”

"That is, isn't the imperial court going to distribute relief food?"

Several voices said almost in unison: "Cut, you are waiting for the relief food to starve to death." ”

"If you get a vote, take it up the mountain if you grab it, and you don't know it. ”

The little guy who bought wild boar meat walked forward with the pork, and was about to reach the gate of the Zheng family, when he suddenly turned around and walked into the alley, where two green cloth carriages were parked.

The little servant arched his hand and said, "Master." ”

"Throw the meat on the wagon behind and go. ”

After the little guy walked for a while, two people dressed as Orions also came.

"Master. ”

Poor Qi lifted the curtains, "What are you doing here?" Go, take them to do the big ticket, and then you will leave, you know?"

"Yes. ”

Everyone was gone, leaving only two green cloth carriages parked in place.

For a long time, Wei Wangchu walked over from a distance.

"Can the price of grain be reported to the Liu family?"

Poor Qi arched his hand and said: "Liu Qiniang knows, and the shopkeeper Gu also knows." ”

Wei Wangchu nodded, "Wild boar?"

"It's freshly hit, and it's still fresh. ”

After a pause, Poor Qi said again: "Master, I just asked someone to send a rib and a pork leg to your father-in-law's house, and your mother-in-law is pregnant and needs to make up for it." ”

Wei Wangchu raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "The two pig ears are also sent, and the buds love to eat." ”