Chapter 22: Windfall

Two of the packets are steamed red date cakes and yellow rice flour sugar cakes, and the smallest one is the mung bean cake from the famous dim sum shop 'Beilaixiang' in Zhangzhen.

The three are all good dim sum, which were originally very suitable for the elderly to eat, but at this time, the two grandmothers did not occupy much of a piece, so they carefully counted these delicate pastries and divided them equally.

Seeing that Shao Manchu was a little moved, he didn't take much, but took the initiative to divide the sweet potatoes on the wall into three points, and also stuffed a few cabbages that were almost missed by them behind the sweet potato pile...... Carried it out from the corner, picked out the largest ones, and gave them to Kang next to the luggage of the two grandmothers.

The old village chief, who was standing outside the stove and smoking, couldn't help but nod.

Although this is a unique door with a foreign surname, it is a doll with a good heart.

In the future, if there is something at home, it is okay for him to help out.

At this time, Zhang Dengguan's family's seizure and division of property officially ended.

As for the outer courtyard of his house......

An idle bastard like Zhang Dengguan, the chicken shed and pig shed in the middle of the yard, are all for people, how can they have the heart to serve the livestock.

As for the firewood piled up behind the house, without waiting for the village chief to speak, Shao Manchu patted his chest and agreed: "If the mothers-in-law can trust me, I will carry the firewood in the past few days and send it to you little by little." ”

"In winter, when the snow has just stopped, it is the coldest time, and there is a thin layer of ice on the road in the village. ”

However, two sentences dispelled the enthusiasm of the grandmothers to work by themselves, and one by two, they inherited Shao Manho's kindness.

"Alright, let's go back!"

In a word, several people set foot on the way home.

……

The oxen pulling the cart were in the prime of life, and they just walked around the outside of the village, and at lunchtime, they put down everyone's assigned things.

The old village chief politely refused the kindness of the Shao family boy to keep the meal, sat on the front bar of the ox cart, and went back with dry tobacco.

He didn't have the face to go to the house of the most difficult person in the village to eat.

When the old village chief even turned his ox cart into a small black spot, Shao Manchu quickly covered the door of his house.

Turning around, he didn't even bother with those precious people's snacks, but went straight to the tattered wooden box.

"Click!"

The closed mouth of the box is not strong, and Shao Manchu only lifted it slightly, and the entire lid was opened.

A musty smell erupted from the middle, and the box was empty, as if mocking the stupid kindness of Shao Manchu, who had left this box.

But the boy did not dislike it at all, he carefully stroked the inner cover of the exposed yellow wood fork, and then sewed it along the edge of the cover with his fingers, and picked it up from the beginning.

When Shao Manchu touched the position facing the lock, he paused slightly, changed his fingers to fingernails, and gradually poked the wooden board in that position inside.

This board, which looks like solid wood, is particularly fragile.

Shao Manchu's hand that does not have long nails only took two or three strokes to buckle the board out of a hole.

"Poof!"

The lid of this box turned out to be a hollow, not too thick top of the lid, and even made a mezzanine.

Shao Manchu narrowed his eyes, looked into the hole in the afternoon sun, and saw that there was an oily paper bag hidden in it.

With two fingers, he grabbed and twitched, and dragged out the hidden thing.

"Smack!"

"Bang Bang ......"

Shao Manchu shook his head.

The oil-paper bag was wrapped very tightly, and only the outline of the silver coin could be seen from the outside, but the sound of half a minute could not be heard.

Just looking at it like this, you can't see the value in it, Shao Manchu is also simply, stabbing it, and tearing the paper bag from the middle.

"Bell Boom ......"

The five coins fell on the lid of the box, and after seeing their condition, Shao Manchu breathed a sigh of relief.

For this mouth, there may or may not be a box with hidden goods...... And the decision to give up the ownership of the large item, Shao Manchu was right.

Because the denomination of these five silver coins is not small.

There is a three-element triangle.

The silver dollars of the Republic of China for three years with three feet and two feet, and the horns with a denomination of two jiao and one dime, are the biggest gains after Shao Manho's risky trade-off.

These silver coins suddenly raised Shao Manho's net worth to the approximate level before the closing of the accounts.

This lantern official is really a chicken thief, he was tied up by the villagers all night, and he was stunned that he didn't use any money to redeem himself.

He probably still has some kind of dream of sneaking the box back after returning home.

Isn't Zhang Dengguan afraid that others will chop this box as waste wood?

Thinking of this, Shao Manchu's face turned pale, and his brows furrowed.

Unless, this lantern officer has planned it from the beginning, and will try his best to return to the village in the shortest possible time.

And use strong means to get his finances back.

Something is wrong.

Is there any way for Zhang Dengguan to escape back?

Shao Manchu thought about it, but he didn't come up with any way to deal with it.

Why don't you take the money and go to the village chief?

Let's not talk about whether the village chief has a way, but this money must have nothing to do with him.

According to Shao Manchu's understanding of the village chief, the old village chief seems to be quite confident in Zhang Dengguan's follow-up treatment.

Or do you believe the other person once?

After all, he didn't know anything about the grain transportation, escort, and human trade in the first caravan.

If Zhang Dengguan can really escape from the hands of this group of people, even if he goes to inform the old village chief now, with the strength of this village, I am afraid that he will not be able to stop a crazy revenge Zhang Dengguan.

The enemy is in the dark, and I am in the light, and things are not under his control.

Thinking too much adds to sorrow.

Shao Manchu looked at the oceans in front of him, took a deep breath, and his eyes became firm.

Rich and dangerous, with this money, he can have a good year.

It's a big deal that he spends the money first, and then hides the rest, even if the lamp officer can escape back, he can also stalk his neck and die with the other party without admitting it!

After making up his mind, Shao Manchu was not ambiguous.

He took a few large coins back with paper, lifted the mat on his own earthen kang, and buttoned it along the edge of a slightly reddish brick, and then deducted the adobe brick.

A black hole was revealed behind the bricks, Shao Manchu pushed along the edge of the hole, and stuffed these whole pieces of silver dollars into it, and pressed back the bricks that were pulled out, and stroked off the floating soil on the kang surface due to pumping, as if nothing had been done, and the mat and mattress were originally covered back.