The village chief of Fengcun, as the name suggests, has the surname ...... Steep.

Well, this surname doesn't really have much to do with the name of the village.

As the village chief of Feng Village, Cen Chang is fifty-nine years old this year, and it can be said that half of it has been buried in the ground, but he has lived all his life, but he has never met a thief who can negotiate terms.

He was a little stunned for a moment, with a pair of deep sunken eyes, he looked at Yang Tong, the leader of this gang of bandits, and said to him.

“…… After discussion with the two village owners, Yang can leave a part of the rations for your village, but this is a loan and needs to be repaid, so your village needs to repay twice...... No, triple repayment. ”

Cen Chang, the old village chief of Fengcun, blinked a few times, and finally understood what the other party meant: I feel that this gang of thieves actually wants to turn around and 'lend' the grain they stole from their Fengcun and then 'lend' it to Fengcun......

I have to say that Cen Chang has lived for most of his life, and he was also shocked by the operation of this gang of bandits, and he didn't know how to react for a while.

However, one of the villagers who was supporting him heard Yang Tong's words at this moment and said angrily: "That is the grain ...... of my Feng Village."

Yang Tong's eyes widened, and he interrupted arrogantly: "But right now, it's Yang's!" ”

Cen Chang stopped the villager who still wanted to say something, looked at Yang Tong a few times with empty eyes, and said with a smile: "The old man is willing to accept the king's conditions. ”

"Good." Yang Tong nodded with satisfaction, and was about to speak, but saw the old man preemptively say: "However, the old man also has a request, asking the kings to spare the cattle in the village...... It is okay for the kings to take away the rest of the poultry or livestock, but the few cows in the village, I beg the kings to leave them for our village to be used for farming......"

Yang Tong frowned when he heard this, at this time, Zhao Yu, who was standing behind Yang Tong, lowered his head and whispered a few words in his ear, and in an instant, the displeasure on Yang Tong's face was replaced by a treacherous smile, he nodded and said: "Yes, however, this cow is also lent to your village, and in September and October this year, your village will return three times the cultivation cattle of my cottage......"

Hearing that the cattle in the village could be spared, the old village chief suddenly perked up, and nodded again and again: "Good, good." ”

Seeing that the other party actually agreed so happily, Yang Tong's eyes narrowed, and he said gloomily: "Old man, I advise you not to have any ghost ideas." ”

"Don't dare, don't dare." Cen Chang shook his head again and again.

"That's good." Yang Tong nodded, and then said with a sneer: "In this case, you ask someone to take pen and ink and write down an IOU." ”

"IOU?" Cen Chang looked up at Yang Tong in astonishment, and seeing that Yang Tong's face sank, he hurriedly nodded and said, "Yes, yes." ”

With that, he immediately called the villagers who were helping him to the village to fetch pen and ink.

A moment later, on a fairly clean white cloth, the old village chief wrote down an IOU with mixed feelings.

Thinking about it, it was originally something in his own village, but he was robbed of most of the food in the village by this group of damn bandits, and he inexplicably owed this group of thieves a hundred stone rice and eight or nine bullheads.

But having said that, even so, Cen Chang is more fortunate in his heart, at least this gang of bandits can still negotiate conditions, other bandits won't care so much about you, most of the bandits in the world rob the villages, almost all of them kill all the men, burn the houses, and rob the women and food, and the gang of bandits in front of them is at least willing to 'lend' the grain and cattle to them......

It's just that this 100 stone meters is a bit less.

Gritting his teeth, Cen Chang tentatively pleaded with Yang Daodao: "King, can you ...... Borrow more? This hundred stones, I'm afraid that I can't feed hundreds of people in the whole village......"

"100 stone is not too little?" Yang Tong's eyes widened.

Cen Chang said with a bitter face: "There are more than 400 people in the village, and this 100 stone of grain and rice can only make the village barely eat for a month at most, the king ......"

Looking at the pleading look on the old man's face, Zhao Yu was silent.

Maybe Yang Tong didn't have a specific understanding of grain consumption, but Zhao Yu had launched a price war with the Zheng family about grain and rice, and of course he knew the consumption of grain and rice.

Normally, 100 stone rice can feed a hundred adult men for three months, and when converted, it can only make more than 400 people in Fengcun barely eat for more than a month.

And now it's only early April, and the 100 stone Mifeng Village can only eat until about mid-May, and it can't survive the autumn harvest at all.

But the problem is that there is also a shortage of food in the cottage now, even if Zhao Yu comes forward to help, I believe Yang Tong will not agree.

After thinking about it, Zhao Yu decided to use another way to help Fengcun, no, it should be said to make up for Fengcun.

Thinking of this, he whispered a few words to Yang Tong.

After hearing this, Yang Tong touched the beard on his chin and thought for a while, then nodded slightly, and then he said to Cen Chang: "Old man, you eat this hundred stone rice first." Since you have agreed to Yang's conditions, Yang will naturally not sit idly by and wait for you to starve to death, and after a while, Yang will make up a sum of money and lend it to your village, and then your village will take this money to buy ......rice."

With these words, not to mention that the old village chief Cen Chang's eyes widened in shock, even Chen Mo and Wang Qing felt quite incredible.

But if you think about it carefully, Yang Tong said that this idea is really good.

There is indeed some money in the cottage, most of this money is just good-looking, after all, as one of the Ying thieves, it is impossible for this group of people to swagger to the county seat to squander, lend this money to Fengcun, and let Fengcun go to the county seat to exchange rice, which is really a good idea.

But why does this sound so strange?

『…… What the hell is this kid trying to do?'

Chen Mohu glanced suspiciously at Zhao Yu behind Yang Tong.

He knew very well that nine times out of ten, those suggestions were made by Zhao Yu, this kid, to Yang Tong.

From the side, Wang Qing also looked at Zhao Yu with interest, obviously he also saw some clues.

Among all the people here, only the old village chief Cen Chang reacted the most, his eyes wide open, and he couldn't believe his ears.

To tell the truth, even if this group of bandits does not come, the grain in their village is actually not enough for hundreds of people in the village to eat until the autumn harvest, and most of it is now robbed by this group of bandits - to be exact, it should be about seventy percent, it will be even more difficult, but what Cen Chang didn't expect was that this group of bandits was willing to lend them an extra sum of money to buy rice.

It's just the origin of the money in the hands of this gang of bandits......

The old man's face showed a tangled look.

As if he had guessed the old man's thoughts, Yang Tong's eyes widened, and he said gloomily: "What? Think Yang and others' money is dirty? ”

"I'm not afraid of dirty money, I'm afraid of blood on it......

The old man muttered to himself, with a reluctant smile on his face, and said in a row: "Don't dare, don't dare." ”

"Humph!"

Yang Tong snorted coldly: "Zhou Hu, bring the IOU." ”

When Zhao Yu heard this, out of some concerns, he lowered his head and took the IOU from the old man's hand and handed it to Yang Tong.

Yang Tong took it and glanced at it twice, and fell silent for a while.

Because he suddenly realized a problem: he was illiterate.

Throughout this IOU, except for his name 'Yang Tong', he almost only recognized the words 'one hundred stone meters'.

He subconsciously turned his head to look at Zhao Yu, who made this suggestion to him, but saw Zhao Yu nodding quietly.

That's right, right?

With a cough, Yang Tong pretended to nod his head: "Very good!" With this IOU, I'm not afraid that you will cheat ......"

But there are those who are not interesting, for example, there is a thief next to Yang Tong who asked: "Boss, what do we want this thing for?" If this village does not keep its agreement in the future, can we still sue the county government? ”

Hearing this, the bandits present burst into laughter.

Yang Tong glared at the thief with a dark face, and then stared at Cen Chang like a poisonous snake, and said coldly: "If that's the case, then don't blame Yang for being ruthless!" ”

As soon as he heard this, Cen Chang hurriedly said: "No, no, the village will never deceive the king." ”

"Hmph, forgive me for not daring to wait!"

With a cold snort, Yang Tong put the IOU into his arms, and immediately, he glanced at Zhao Yu, vaguely remembering that Zhao Yu had also said something to him, so he thought about it and said in a deep voice: "Okay, then that's it, you and others honestly farm in the village, raise more poultry, and pay off the money and grain owed to the cottage." If other bandits come and loot your village, you will give me Yang Tong's name!" …… If those bandits don't have long eyes, you can send someone to inform the cottage, and I will teach them a lesson for you! …… From now on, your village will be covered by my Yang Tong gang! ”

"......" Cen Chang, the old village chief, opened his mouth and looked at Yang Tong with an incredulous expression, and only after a while did he come back to his senses, and arched his hand again and again: "Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you." ”

Half an hour later, Yang Tong and his gang returned to the cottage with the looted grain and rice, and Cen Chang, the village chief of Feng Village, led several villagers to personally send them to the entrance of the village.

Looking at the back of the group of bandits leaving, Cen Chang and the others looked at each other.

I have to say that Cen Chang has lived for most of his life, and today this is a new thing: this gang of Ying thieves led by 'Yang Tong' not only lent them the money and grain they had stolen from their village, but also announced that his Feng Village would be protected by his gang from now on.

Although it was to prevent other bandits from grabbing food, it was strange that a group of bandits actually announced that they wanted to protect a village.

After thinking about it, Cen Chang comforted the angry villagers in the village and said: "This group of bandits behaves a little differently from ordinary bandits, if they can really save the village from being harassed and looted by the rest of the bandits, we can also accept it if we pay some money and food......

Of course, having said that, the report still has to be reported to the official, after all, this time Fengcun 'owes' too much to the gang of bandits, if this gang of bandits is exterminated by the government, the things owed will naturally not have to be repaid.

After thinking about it, Cen Chang decided to prepare with both hands.

If the government exterminates this Yang Tong gang in the future, then everything will return to normal; If the government fails to exterminate Yang Tong and his gang in the future, then Tafeng Village can only obey that gang of bandits in private and ask them for shelter, so as to avoid looting for other bandits.

Of course, the premise is that the fame of this Yang Tong gang must be loud enough in this area to scare off the rest of the bandits.

"I'm Kunyang County, don't I have to produce a giant robber?"

Frowning and looking at the back of Yang Tong and his gang leaving, the old village chief Cen Chang secretly thought that he had some gains and losses.