When the steward heard that Sun Baohu had rejected this matter, he nodded thoughtfully.

It's just to deal with the red-haired ghosts, or the red-haired ghosts who are not familiar with the local situation in Changyi, fifty or sixty strong family members and ten bird guns are enough.

The normal capacity of the armed merchant ships of the Landong India Company is about 300 people.

However, in order to be able to transport more large quantities of foreign goods, there are usually only about 200 sailors on the ships of the armed merchants.

From Laizhou Bay in the north to Fuyan Mountain, where Xiangma is located, there are not all waterways, but also a dry road for dozens of miles.

As a result, half of the sailors would be left on the ships of the armed merchants, and the other half would be transported the spindles.

The Sun family's family only needs to ambush on the way, choose a good terrain, and kill a dozen red-haired ghosts with the help of birds, bows and arrows.

What will happen next is self-evident, and the remaining red-haired ghosts will definitely throw down the veil ingots and desperately flee to the armed merchant ships.

The steward and Sun Baohu finalized the murder this time, turned around and were about to leave the elegant side hall, and began to arrange this matter.

Sun Baohu remembered another thing and called the steward: "Did you find some clues in the iron grinding disc incident?" ”

The steward turned around, nodded and said, "At present, it is just speculation, and we are not sure if it is true." ”

Sun Baohu poured a cup of tea for the steward and motioned for him to continue.

The steward took the teacup, took a sip and said, "Who used the magic to open a big hole in the iron grinding plate and didn't find out." ”

"However, the reaction of Wang Yanren's family these days is very abnormal."

Regarding the abnormality of Wang Yanren's family, Sun Baohu still knows a little.

Renovating the ancestral hall is not a trivial matter, and even a few neighboring villages know about the disturbances in Wang Yanren's family during this time.

Thinking of this, Sun Baohu put down the Oriental dance fan in his hand, and said with an unpredictable face: "Keep talking." ”

The steward continued: "The materials used in the repair of the ancestral hall in Wang Yanren's house, as well as all kinds of industrial silver. ”

"All of them add up, to say the least, there are ten taels of silver."

Sun Baohu couldn't help but feel a little pity when he heard that there were only ten taels of silver, and he could save ten taels of silver with Wang Yanren's people in the shop, as well as his father's exquisite carpentry skills.

Although ten taels of silver is an astronomical amount for Yanding, Wang Yanren's family can still save it after more than ten years of frugality.

Sun Baohu sighed and picked up the Oriental Dance Fan, but before he could fan it twice, the steward's next words made him put down the Oriental Dance Fan.

The steward took out a mulberry paper account book and handed it to Sun Baohu: "It is still understandable to buy some materials for repairing the ancestral hall, and it is also understandable to buy some cotton for spinning." ”

"However, the sum of the silver used in these two items has exceeded fifty taels."

When Sun Baohu heard this, a smile finally appeared on his face: "Wang Yanren's family is a poor ghost, and it is impossible to save enough fifty taels of silver in a few lifetimes. ”

"In this way, there is only one possibility, the iron grinding plate was opened by Wang Yanren with witchcraft."

The steward pondered for a moment and raised his confusion: "Wang Yanren's calmness is well-known in the entire Yu'er Town. ”

"Even if you really used witchcraft to take a hundred taels of silver, you wouldn't be so eager to buy so much cotton and show that you have a lot of silver."

"It's clear that there are no three hundred taels of silver here."

When it came to this, Sun Baohu was also a little uncertain in his heart.

If you spend a lot of money to buy food, this is understandable, after all, food is life.

Cotton can't be eaten or drunk, and if it is left for a long time, it is easy to become moldy and rotten.

Once the cotton is moldy and rotten, all the money spent is wasted.

The steward took a few sips of tea and continued: "Wang Yanren also bought wood to build the spinning machine. ”

"But with that wood, you can build five or six spinning machines at most."

The steward won't say anything more when he says this, and the next words don't need to be said, Sun Baohu is also clear.

Wang Yanren bought too much cotton, not to mention five or six spinning machines, even fifty or sixty spinning machines could not be used up.

It is clearly recorded in the mulberry paper ledger that the cotton bought by Wang Yanren is enough for three hundred spinning machines for a month.

Sun Baohu suddenly raised his head and glanced at the steward.

The steward also raised his head and glanced at Sun Baohu.

It just happened to be the share of spindles sold by the red-haired ghost this time.

Thinking of this, Sun Baohu and the steward couldn't help but laugh at the same time, obviously amused by their own thoughts.

It is better to believe that five or six spinning machines can spin three hundred spinning machines for a month's spindles, and it is better to believe that the captain of the Helandong India Company is Wang Zhen.

Impossible.

However, as long as there is a little possibility, Sun Baohu will not let it go easily.

Even if it was a misunderstanding, it was just a dozen or so pieces of salt.

Over the years, there have been forty dead spinning women in the Sun family's spinning workshop.

As long as you can obtain that kind of demonic art, let alone crushing a dozen or so salt dices, it is worth killing the entire Yanchi Village.

Since Sun Baohu has already made a decision, he no longer hesitates: "You can do this matter in person, and let Wang Yanren explain the origin of the silver." ”

The steward understood and left.

The origin of the silver is not important, what matters is what crime the Sun family arranged for Wang Yanren.

As long as he is charged with stealing fifty taels of silver, and then gives the yamen twenty or thirty taels of silver, these ten or so lives will be disposed of with the Sun family.

The next day.

As soon as Wang Youzhen walked out of the house, he met his second uncle Wang Yanren who came in a hurry.

Seeing the second uncle, who had always been calm, his face was full of almost irrepressible anxiety.

Wang Youzhen 'chuckled' in his heart, knowing that something was wrong, something must have gone wrong.

Wang Yanren jumped down from the mule cart, pulled Wang Youzhen to the frame, and hurried to the ancestral hall.

Coming to the open space in front of the ancestral hall, Wang Yanren finally couldn't hold it anymore, and sped up his speech and said: "Early this morning, Sun Papi's steward took a dozen famous people to the shop. ”

"It was said that our family stole fifty taels of silver, but fortunately, the brothers in the store helped cover it, otherwise they would have been arrested."

Wang Youzhen just felt that something was wrong, but he never expected that the scene he didn't want to see still happened.

It happened so fast, so fast that he was a little caught off guard.

Da Ming did not have fingerprint display, X-ray and other chemical and physical methods to solve the case, and he couldn't see his five fingers when it was dark that night, and he would definitely not be seen by anyone.

Even so, it was discovered by Sun Baohu.

Wang Youzhen has paid enough attention to Sun Baohu, but he still underestimated the ancients, underestimating their strict control of the place and their ability to conspire and calculate.