Tang Hezhi smiled and said, "Brother Muren, I understand this if you don't say it, okay, I know what you're worried about, we are very sincere, Qiao'er!" ”

"Hey!" Lin Qiao responded sweetly, pulled out a cloth bag from a Lele car, and handed it to Mo Rigen, who swept it in his hand and threw it in front of Mu Ren.

"This is ten catties of sorghum noodles," Tang Hezhi explained, "It's the grain we paid you in advance, and we will deduct it when we settle the account at the end, how about it, see?" These ten catties of sorghum noodles will not deceive people, take it back and give it to you Eji to taste. ”

This trick was still thought up by Zhiwen, and it was the same as what Zhou Chengyun and himself did in Dalintai, all of which were to use the prepaid money and food to show sincerity, and at the same time to crush the other party's doubts and defenses.

Mu Ren took the bag in his hand, he didn't need to open it to take a closer look, he had already smelled the unique fragrance of sorghum after grinding into flour, and nodded, "Brother Tang, thank you for your trust, okay, I exchanged these wool with you, I'll shear the sheep now." ”

Then he stood up and walked into the valley.

Tang Hezhi stopped him with a smile, "Don't worry, Brother Muren, this wool can't be sheared in one afternoon, and it can be cut again tomorrow." ”

After that, he hugged Muren affectionately, "We want a lot of wool, what about you today, go back early, tell the people around you about this, if they are willing, they will drive the sheep over tomorrow, how much, how much we will collect." ”

"Is that true? Brother Tang. Muren's eyes lit up and he looked straight at Tang Hezhi.

"Then can there be a fake? I'm afraid you don't have enough wool for me to collect. Tang Hezhi laughed.

......

In the afternoon, Mu Renzhen carefully hid the ten-pound sorghum noodles in the saddle, then stepped on the mount, and threw his hand at Tang and Zhiyi, "Brother Tang, farewell, don't worry, I will definitely bring others here tomorrow and shear the wool for you." ”

Tang Hezhi also said politely, "Since Brother Muren has read, then I still have nothing to worry about, Tang is here tomorrow to wait for your arrival." ”

After the meal, the two sides chatted for a while, Tang Hezhi always felt that this Mongolian boy was a little different, and after asking, he realized that he actually relied on the guidance of others, read a few books of the Han people, not only literacy, but also arithmetic, speech, behavior, and code of conduct involuntarily moved closer to the Han people, among the Mongolians, it is really an outlier.

"Drive!" The shepherd whipped his horse lightly and drove the sheep away.

"Master Tang, is this kid reliable?" When Muren walked away, Mo Rigen asked coldly.

"If you are reliable or unreliable, you have to try," Tang Hezhi replied, "There is only a bag of noodles left and right, and we can afford to lose it." ”

"I'm not worried about that bag of noodles, Master Tang," Mo Rigen shook his head slightly, "I'm afraid that kid will run to Tangith to tell him." ”

"Look at him like this, can you see Dunguith?" Tang Hezhi asked with a smile.

"That being said, I'm afraid that before this matter has even begun, it will be known to Don Keith, and it will be troublesome." Morrigan said.

"We can't cover it, and we don't want it to be covered." Tang Hezhi said, "On the contrary, the faster it spreads, the wider it spreads, the better, as long as we receive a certain amount of wool before Don Keith reacts, we don't have to be afraid of him Don Keis." ”

This was said by Zhiwen, although he was a little skeptical at first, but Tang Hezhi finally did what Zhiwen said, because Zhiwen also said that even if the matter was exposed in the end and was discovered by Tanghis, he was not his opponent, and the food and wool collected were not needed, and there were more than a thousand horses for everyone to change and ride, and Tanghis's people would definitely not be able to catch up.

As for Tanghis's revenge in the future, there is no need to worry, the Dalin Taibu and the Sunit Department are not close to each other, and Tangith wants to think of attacking with troops, and he has to ask the Jin people if they agree, and now the most taboo thing for the Jin people is the mutual annexation of the Mongolian tribes.

With such a way out, it can be regarded as a reassuring pill for everyone, otherwise there are only so many people who are against others on other people's territory, and that is the old birthday star eating arsenic - living impatiently.

"But Brother Mo Rigen's worries are not unreasonable," Tang Hezhi pondered for a while, and then said, "That's it, tomorrow you take a few brothers, go to him on the way to set up a sentry, if there is anything abnormal, report as soon as possible, I can adapt to the situation." ”

"Yes, Master Tang." Morrigan responded.

......

After the housekeeper finished counting the sheep, he nodded, and motioned for Muren and his mother to go.

When he got home, Mu Ren tied up his horse, looked carefully at the front and back, left and right, and made sure that there was no one around, so he took out the hidden grain bag from under the saddle and secretly ran into the tent.

"Eji, look, what is this?" Muren was a little proud.

His mother smelled the fragrance of the grain, her eyes lit up, she carefully took the bag and opened it, took out a handful of noodles with her hand, put it in her mouth and tasted it carefully, "Sorghum noodles?" Muren, where did you get that? ”

"Uh, Eji, you don't care, in short, it's not stolen or stolen, don't worry about it for Hasen to eat." Mu Ren didn't want to tell his mother what happened during the day for the time being.

Although Mu Renniang was a little suspicious, she knew her son's character, since he said that he was at ease, it should be fine, and he found the crockpot at the moment and prepared to boil the paste.

"Muren, Muren!" Outside the tent, there was a sudden low cry, the voice of the money steward.

When Mu Ren heard this, he secretly screamed badly, he got this bag of grain during the day, and in a state of agitation, he actually forgot to tell the money manager that he no longer needed to borrow food from him, and it must be that the money manager saw that he didn't go to him, so he couldn't rest assured, so he made a special trip to send food.

After three steps and two steps, Muren rushed out of the tent, and sure enough, it was the money manager, who was waiting for him with a bag of grain.

"Muren, didn't you say yes in the morning, why didn't you come to me?" Steward Qian reproached in a low voice, and stuffed the food in his hand into Muren's arms without saying anything.

Muren hurriedly returned the grain to the money manager, "Teacher, I... I have food. ”

"Don't fool me with such words." The money manager didn't believe it at all, and when he saw that Muren insisted on not taking it, he simply put the grain bag on the ground and turned around to leave.

"Teacher, really, I didn't lie to you." Seeing that the money manager didn't believe it, Mu Ren was anxious, pulled the money manager's sleeve, turned back to the tent and said, "Eji, take out that bag of grain and show it to the teacher." ”

Mu Renniang had already heard the movement outside, and since Mu Ren had ordered at this moment, she also walked out of the tent with the bag of grain, "Lord Qian, Mu Ren, this kid really didn't lie to you, look, isn't this food?" ”

When Steward Qian saw the bag of sorghum noodles in Mu Renniang's hand, he believed it, but he was even more suspicious, "Where did you get the grain?" ”