Chapter Ninety-Four: The County Soldiers Grab Food
"Village Chief Qin, I can't see that there are so many good goods in your Qinjia Village!" Walking in the monkey's nest, Boss Jin looked at various precious timbers such as red pine stacked like a hill, and his face was full of smiles.
"Mrs. Chen, you have helped me a lot this time, such a good thing is shipped to Chu State, but you don't have to worry about selling." He looked at Chen Wan'er again, his eyes full of gratitude.
"Humph! You still know. Lao Jin, you are not kind, you are embarrassed to mention it to me if you keep the price so low? Village Chief Qin is still here, sincerely embarrassing me? Chen Wan'er didn't accept his affection, and said angrily with a straight face.
"Hehe, Mrs. Chen, we are businessmen, businessmen, it is our duty to buy low and sell high." Boss Jin smiled dryly.
"Yes, you are a merchant, so you will take your advantage. Let's not know anyone anymore, let's end our friendship. Chen Wan'er sneered and said nothing.
"Gotcha, gotta gotcha, mine is not, mine is not! In this way, Village Chief Qin, for the sake of Mrs. Chen's face, how about adding two more to you, six taels of silver for one stone of bark? Seeing that Chen Wan'er was really angry, Boss Jin hurriedly said.
"That's pretty much it." Chen Wan'er immediately turned her anger into joy, how could she still have the cold look just now? She turned her head and looked at Qin Forget with a grin, "Brother Wang, do you see it?" Some people are cheap! You have to give him a little face. β
After Chen Wan'er said this, Jin Cheng was not angry, and the three of them laughed.
"I don't all look at Mrs. Chen's face, the key is that your things in Qinjia Village are good. Look at this wing bark, the color is white and bright, thick and pressing, if this is made into a four-foot dan, it is definitely the best grade. Hey, look, it's seven or eight hundred stones. Picking up a large stall of Yipu bark on the ground, Boss Jin said happily.
"Don't worry, Boss Jin, this forest is an old forest, and there are not as many precious timbers as this. As long as you have food in your hands, my goods are definitely not a problem. Qin Forget said with a smile.
"That's good, but I ask Village Chief Qin for one thing." Boss Jin couldn't stop nodding, "Look, I'm here this time, and I want to take all these Yipu bark away." There are also precious woods such as red pine and purple shirts, and I also want to take a few as samples for customers to see, do you think? β
Qin Forget knew what Boss Jin meant, this time he came empty-handed, wanting to take the goods away empty-toothed. However, Boss Jin is the person introduced by Chen Wan'er, and Qin Wang can trust it.
"Little things, you were introduced by Boss Chen, everything is easy to say. Well, I see that you don't have a carriage or anything, I have four or five mule carts here, so I'll give the order to go down, and the things will be loaded into the cart and go with you. Qin Forget agreed without even thinking about it.
"Rejoice! Doing business with Village Chief Qin is a pleasure! Jin Cheng's face was happy, and he gave Qin Forget a thumbs up, "You can see the salary of one of his brothers and five taels of silver a month."
How is it? β
"Okay, if you are willing to give, my brother will naturally accept it. I'm resigning here, and my brothers don't hate me to death? Qin Forget also laughed.
"Knowing that Village Chief Qin was in a hurry, I would write a letter to my family in a while and ask the nearest warehouse to send grain over. You have so much stuff that I can't scrape together enough food and capacity for a while. In this way, I will prepare two thousand stones first, and transport them to the village chief of Qin in two times. β
"Well, that's for the best. A thousand stones of grain can solve the urgent needs of our Qinjia Village. "There will be a thousand stones of grain soon, and Qin Forget is very happy to save a little Qinjia Village and last for a month.
In the next two months, Jincheng intermittently transported grain to Qinjia Village three times, totaling 3,000 stones, making Qinjia Village's grain richer than ever. Jincheng also pulled the bark of the Yipu tree and all kinds of precious timber in Qinjia Village, and he made a lot of money in this transaction.
Every time, Jincheng's convoy went to Chicheng County openly. Because of the relationship between Dong Zhuang and Qin Wang, Dong Zhuang has always escorted him, and nothing has ever happened.
It's just that when Jincheng transported grain to Qinjia Village for the fourth time, looking at the long convoy stopped by the county soldiers at the south gate of the county ya, Dong Zhuang had mixed feelings in his eyes.
Dozens of county soldiers surrounded more than 20 grain trucks, and their eyes were about to burst into flames.
Since Huang Fatzi became a driver in Yunzhou, he has increased the intensity of the search, and he is really scraping the ground. The people were expropriated violently, and the skin was stripped of the marrow. The current citizens of Chicheng County, under the toss of natural disasters in the past few years, there are not many people except for the population of 35,000 in Qinjia Village. The rest are thousands of tenants of the four major families, as well as 500 county soldiers and their relatives in Dongzhuang. In the entire county, the urban population plus the rural population is only 20,000 people in total.
However, the taxes they have to pay are the same as those in Akagi Prefecture in the past. In other words, the current people of Akagi have to pay more taxes than three or four people, regardless of men, women, and children. This not only makes ordinary people unaffordable, but even the big families of Yin, Li and Wang have to pay a large amount of grain and grass according to the quota. All of a sudden, the entire Akagi was full of complaints.
"My lord, it's a grain truck going to Qinjia Village. This time it was more than the previous three times, a full fifteen hundred stones. Wang Ping reported with envy.
"Got it, let it go." Dong Zhuang nodded and ordered his soldiers in a low voice.
However, this time, the county soldiers did not let go immediately as they had done the previous times, but slowly approached the convoy. They all stared at the carts full of twenty or so grains with green eyes like wolves, exactly the same as the refugees who robbed Qin Wang. Some people even can't stop swallowing.
Soldiers and bandits, at this moment, a thought.
County soldiers
They are also hungry, almost all the county soldiers have run out of food, and Yin Xian has not allocated a grain of grain to Dong Zhuang, and these 500 county soldiers have always relied on Dong Zhuang's Dong Jiazhuang to survive. However, the current Dongjiazhuang has long been too busy to take care of itself, and the call for the Dong family to give up the 500 county soldiers is getting higher and higher, and even Dong Zhuang, the head of the family, feels very embarrassed. Now Dong Zhuang can only give them half a liter of miscellaneous grain every day as a subsidy, which is not enough for the county soldiers to eat themselves, and how to take care of their families. Some county soldiers have already starved to death in their homes.
"Oops, the brothers are not in the right state!" Wang Ping also noticed this situation and hurriedly reminded Dong Zhuang.
Dong Zhuang had obviously discovered the situation of his brothers earlier, and he looked at his brothers on weekdays with a heavy face, and a wave of helplessness and frustration shattered his last pride and dignity. After working hard for half a lifetime, his brothers were like bandits, and this result made Dong Zhuang, a proud traditional soldier, extremely painful.
Did you do it wrong? If he had disbanded his brothers earlier, would it have been different? If you give in to those people, will everything be different?
Forty-year-old Dong Zhuang was confused like a child at this moment.
"It's not going to work like this, something will happen." Wang Ping drew his waist knife and wanted to step forward to disperse the county soldiers.
"Wang Ping, let them go." Dong Zhuang looked a little excited, and a line of tears swept across his resolute and vicissitudes of life.
"But how to explain to Qin Wang, he will definitely not suffer this dumb loss." Wang Ping said anxiously.
"Qin forget, I'll explain." After speaking, Yang Xuan no longer paid attention to Wang Ping, "Pity my well-trained brothers who have become bandits after all. Dong Zhuang muttered in a low voice, stopped looking at those county soldiers, turned around and left. Since he can't stop it, he doesn't want to see the ugliness of his brothers.
At that moment, Wang Ping felt that Dong Zhuang was 10 years older.
Seeing Dong Zhuang turn around and leave, the county soldiers who were acquiesced in shouted and rushed up franticallyγγγγγγ
"What are you going to do?" Luo Zhong of Yunsi stood on the carriage and shouted in a panic, "How many years have we been brothers, don't make it difficult for us!" β
The good relationship between the county lieutenant Dong Zhuang and Qin Wang, the whole Chicheng knew that the first few times were safe and sound, who knew that this time these county soldiers were like crazy, which caught Luo Zhong and the others off guard.
The county soldiers didn't answer, they knocked Luo Zhong down with one punch, and drove Boss Jin and the people of Qinjia Village Yunsi aside with their scabbards, and snatched all the food in the blink of an eye.
"Wang Ping, you shit, we're not done with this matter!" Luo Zhong, who was beaten to the point of bleeding, pointed at Wang Ping and scolded, "This account is naturally calculated by our owner!" β
Seeing Luo Zhong's appearance, Wang Ping was speechless, and strode towards Dong Zhuang with a face full of shame.