Weekly peeling? Han Rui was stunned and blinked, and instantly came to his senses, it was Zhou Wei's father, known as the one who lost his conscience, the landlord of the nearby Zhou Chen Village, Zhou Zhengliang.

Generally speaking, in the villages, there are mostly single surnames, taking Hanjia Village as an example, at first only a few families came to settle here, and later due to the continuous reproduction of the population, the brothers split up and live next to each other, and over time, it is natural to form villages with the same surname, however, there are exceptions, such as Zhouchen Village, a village, two surnames, and generations of marriage.

It's just that since Zhou Chen Village, a big landlord Zhou Zhengliang, the relationship between the two surnames has been extremely cold.

"Why is that?" Han Rui asked curiously.

"Hmph." There was a sound in his nose, Han Hui was very disdainful, showed his contempt, and slowly shook his head and said: "This person, after his career, treats his fellow clans in the village a little mean, not to mention people with foreign surnames, they are even more unsympathetic. ”

"Yes." Ah Fu said with a smile on the side: "It's still our Han family's benevolence and righteousness, whether it's the same village or a fellow villager, as long as you come to ask for help, you won't refuse if you can help, so when it comes to the Han family, the people of ten miles and eight townships, which one is not praised." ”

In the Tang Dynasty, with 100 households as the mile and 5 miles as the township, there were dozens of households in a village, and there should be many villages in 10 miles and eight townships, even if it was a general reference, there should be many villages, so the Han family was in the township, and it was also a famous family.

Of course, Han Rui also knows that this is just wishful thinking, sitting in the well and watching the sky, and Yelang is arrogant, the so-called famous family and wang clan, how heavy its foundation is, it is not something that ordinary people can imagine, you must know that in the Wei, Jin, Sui and Tang dynasties, the family did not sit on the land of the state group, let alone the wang clan, there were no generations of great inheritance, and the resume of the general and the prime minister, they were embarrassed to mention that they were famous.

"Lang Jun, you wait here, I'll deal with him." Han Hui said.

"Hmm." Han Rui nodded, he also knew what it meant to be a bad comer, the two families had no friendship, and they still had a lot of grievances, Zhou Zhengliang came for no reason, it would definitely not be a good thing.

Seeing Han Hui go down the mountain, Han Rui wandered around the mountain for a while, but he was embarrassed to go down, after all, a group of clansmen were sweating and working hard underneath, but they were idle beside him, somewhat uncomfortable, and there was no way, and now, the young men in the village were all in the fields, even the eleven or twelve-year-old children also came to help pull the weeds, only women and children were left in the village, even if they were bored, Han Rui was embarrassed to go back, only to continue to move forward and enjoy the beautiful scenery in the mountains.

On the mountain, the dew is rich, that is, at noon when the sun is shining, in the deep mountains in the distance, the white mist is still floating and lingering in the mountains, attached to the mountains, soft and ethereal, like yarn and silk.

Along the path, one after another, gradually going deeper into the mountains, a slight cool breeze came to the face, probably because the climbing promoted the circulation of heat in the body, Han Rui didn't feel cold, but he just looked back, but he couldn't see the shadow of the village people.

On the side, several slaves looked at each other, stepped on the soft rotten leaves on the ground, and immediately gathered around Han Rui, and persuaded him: "Lang Jun, the mountains are all the same, it's not beautiful, it's better to go back." ”

Look at the surrounding environment, maybe a few days ago, it rained, or it may be the night dew is heavy, the shrubs and grass are green and wet, green, just now it was okay, there are ready-made sheep intestine paths to walk, and then go up, that can only open the way by yourself, and I don't know if there are poisonous insects, snakes and scorpions among the thorns and bushes.

After hesitating for a moment, Han Rui decided not to take this risk easily, after all, his life was at stake, he took a breath and said with a smile: "It's okay, go back first, save Uncle Hao...... Huh, wait. ”

As if he had found something, Han Rui's eyes fell on a bush not far away, and he walked over lightly, and the slave next to him did not dare to slack off, so he hurriedly followed and took care of it carefully.

After picking a leaf, twisting it and sniffing it, Han Rui hesitated: "This, it seems to be ......." ”

"Bitter."

"Bitter? … It's a tea bar. Han Rui was not very sure, and he felt very confidently that he was not a botanist, so if he had drunk tea, he must have recognized what the tea tree looked like.

"That's right, what's the matter, Lang Jun wants to drink porridge?" The servant asked.

"Porridge, what is it?" Han Rui blinked and asked shamelessly, of course, tea, it is tea, porridge is porridge, this is still understood, and I still know, tea, Tang and Song dynasties and the Ming and Qing dynasties, the way to drink is different, but tea porridge, should it be ......

"That is, make soup with fresh leaf sprouts, and sprinkle some green onions, ginger, garlic, salt, ......."

"How's it taste?" Han Rui asked, it sounded similar to the boiled tea of the Tang and Song dynasties, except that the former was boiled raw tea, and the latter's tea leaves were at least processed.

"This, it's hard to say." The servant smiled: "I can't fill my stomach, and the taste is bitter, but I heard that drinking it all year round can strengthen the body and ......." ”

"That's right, Emperor Wen of the former dynasty, once fell ill, and he was cured by cooking tea and drinking, and the world competed to pick and drink, but unfortunately, it didn't seem to have any effect on Lang Jun."

"Uncle Hao." Han Rui turned around in surprise and smiled, "Why are you here?" ”

"Feel free to walk around." Han Hui said, obviously not worrying about Han Rui.

"That week...... Landlord, what's the matter? ”

"What can there be, when I heard that Lang Jun came back, he came over to greet him with a fake smile, and he said a lot of good things, and he beat around the bush, just to let the Han family stop lending money to the villagers at low interest." Han Hui said with disdain.

Eh, Han Rui was stunned, and after a long time, the Han family is not only a small landlord who is not worthy of the name, but also operates a usury business, think about it...... It is also normal that the ancient landlords and gentry seem to exploit the poor people in this way.

Moreover, it is very obvious that Zhou Zhengliang, who is known as picking skin, is unpopular, and the poor people are willing to go to the Han family for loans, so that Zhou Zhengliang can't sit still, and comes to discuss and let the Han family improve their profits......

In the final analysis, it also indirectly promoted social and economic development, and after a moment of self-comfort, Han Rui slowly became at ease, that is, a modern bank, not to mention lending to people, even transferring money to withdraw money, but also charging some handling fees, no one is more innocent than others.

"By the way, Uncle Hao, what is the interest on our family's loan?" Han Rui asked: "It shouldn't be much, it's all from the villagers, don't be too high." ”

"Lang Jun is the same as Jiu Lang, and he is also a bodhisattva," Han Hui smiled happily: "It's not much, it's just a point." ”

One point, it seems to be ...... Ten percent, instantly, Han Rui's heart was full of guilt

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