Song Nian returned home dejected.

"Ah Nian, where did you get this mutton?" Song Qizuo was processing Song Nian's decomposed mutton at home, and asked casually. It is said to be treated, but in fact, it is salted and hung to dry, so that it can be stored for a long time.

It's a pity that salt is really expensive, and there is only a small jar in Song Cheng's writers, and they are almost bottoming out.

"It's not the Black Armor that they left here." Song Nian rolled up his sleeves and prepared to work together: "Dad, you're still sick, I'll get it." ”

"Out of the way." Song Yanzuo picked up a leg of mutton and handed it to Song Nian: "Mutton is expensive, let's not eat it like this." You sent this leg of mutton to Lord Chu, it was more or less a heart. ”

"Dad, don't do this, right?" Song Nian shuddered, she was really disgusted by this kind of human exchange.

"Besides, that murderer, I don't want to deal with him!"

As Song Nian spoke, he saw Song Zuozuo with a humble face: "Lord Chu, are you back?" ”

No way? Did you really encounter it again?

Song Nian turned around and looked, and sure enough, Chu He, who had a cold face, was looking at her outside the gate.

Hmph, am I wrong? At every turn, the nine clans are connected, what is it that is not a murderous maniac?

As if sensing Song Nian's provocative eyes, Chu He turned around and stepped into the opposite house.

Next, the black-armored soldiers came and went, and sent a lot of people to the opposite house one after another.

Song Nian didn't care at first, but he was quickly taken away.

At first, they were all young women, which once made Song Nian think that Chu He was opening a harem. But soon a bunch of snotty children followed suit, and Song Nian knew that he had guessed wrong.

Why did Chu He get so many children? Song Nian leaned over and listened with great curiosity, and only then did he know from the crying of the little child that this was the women and children of Liujiazhuang, who were relocated here by the Chu River.

This Chu River still has a bit of a conscience. Song Nian decided to scold him a few words. After all, after the men were all confiscated, those women and children stayed in Liujiazhuang, basically waiting for death. In the agricultural era, the family had to have strong laborers, otherwise the whole family would starve to death.

Knowing that Liujiazhuang was indeed not slaughtered, Song Nian was in a much better mood, humming a little song and continuing to marinate the mutton.

After a while, the opposite courtyard gradually quieted down, and it was obvious that it was almost settled.

Occasionally, there are children, taking advantage of their mother's efforts to clean up the house, sneaking out and lying on the door to watch Song Nian handle the mutton.

Especially the lamb ribs she is holding in her hand now, and the children who watch it drool.

"Raw, this can't be eaten!" Song Nian deliberately kept a straight face.

"I know, I know! These are ribs, they can't be eaten raw, they have to be cooked or grilled! A chubby little boy said in a loud voice, for fear that others would not know.

"Oops, how do you know?" Song Nian deliberately teased him.

"Because my dad is a pig killer, of course I know!" The little boy wiped his nose, a little proud.

It turned out to be the child of Butcher Liu's family...... Song Nian was silent for a moment, and did not tell the little boy that his father was gone.

"Xiaohu, come back quickly, don't run around." A woman with a big waist came out on the opposite side, beckoning Xiaohu home, with tiredness and faint worry on her face.

Song Nian's heart moved, and he took the initiative to walk over, carrying a lamb chop: "Sister-in-law, are you the daughter-in-law of Butcher Liu?" ”

"You are?" Women are a little cramped. After all, Song Nian looks down-to-earth and generous, not like an ordinary person's daughter.

"My father is Song Yanzuo in the county, and his home is opposite you." Song Nian said with a smile: "This lamb rib, I think Xiaohu seems to be very greedy, so I'll give it to you to eat." ”

"It's not going to work...... That's too expensive! "Sister-in-law Liu pushed again and again, although her man is a butcher, he just occasionally comes back with some pork lard or something, and adds some oil and water to the family.

"Sister-in-law, you just take it, it's time for children to grow their bodies, eat more." Song Nian forcibly pushed it into Sister-in-law Liu's hand, and Aunt Liu glanced at the salivating little tiger next to her, but still accepted it: "How embarrassing is this......"

"It's nothing, I killed two sheep at home, and I can't eat them all." Song Nian said casually and asked the question he really cared about: "Sister-in-law Liu, you haven't moved to a big mansion in the county seat, why are you still sad?" ”

Speaking of which, the adobe houses where the villagers live are of course not as comfortable as this big house, not to mention that there are city walls in the county seat, and there are government offices, which are much safer than in the village.

"Is the county good...... But now that we've moved in suddenly, we don't know what we're going to do or what we're going to eat...... At least the village can cultivate land. Sister-in-law Liu was a little confused, and she didn't know if she had made it clear, she just smiled honestly.

Song Nian understood, and her heart moved.

Hmm, no wonder she just looked at the movement here, and felt that it seemed to have something to do with her.

This is a great opportunity!

Song Nian looked at Aunt Liu, looked at Xiaohu, and looked at the people who were busy in the house opposite, and suddenly smiled.

It's up to you to have a chance to complete the mission.

"Sister-in-law Liu, I have an idea, it's just a little pickled......"

Song Nian told Sister-in-law Liu her idea.

"Alas, it's nice to be alive. Besides, pickling is a good thing, and it is not our turn to do clean and decent work. But can we women learn? When Aunt Liu heard Song Nian say this, she was suddenly a little anxious. How many of them are making a living, and for them, it can even be regarded as a very decent livelihood.

"Don't worry, leave it all to me." Song Nian kept the ticket in lieu of a guarantee. She is also at peace in her heart. Next, it's time to get the cold-faced man.

After chatting with Aunt Liu a few more words, Song Nian chatted with a few other women, and there were nearly twenty adults stuffed in this small courtyard, and Song Nian quickly knew the situation of these people.

Then, Song Nian went straight to the mouth of the alley to find Chu He.

Chu He was patrolling back and forth at the mouth of the alley, only to see the Black Armor Army running back and forth, constantly sending women and children in.

Song Nian found out that the houses on both sides of the alley were actually bought by Chu He to house these women and children.

"Lord Chu, you are really generous!" Song Nian leaned forward and praised Chu He positively, squeezing out a little smile on his face.

After all, when you ask for someone, you have to have a good attitude.

"It's none of my business, it's all your credit." Chu He didn't eat her, but maybe he had just summoned Song Nian recently and didn't drive her away.

"My credit? The adults laughed, but I just opened my mouth. Buying a house and housing women and children are all done by adults. This is simply a Buddha of ten thousand families, saving the people of Dawn from fire and water......" Song Nian slapped the horses. There is such a thing as sycophancy, but you can't retreat from it.

"This is what the thousand taels bought." Chu He coldly interrupted Song Nian's talking.

What? That one thousand taels? Could it be? Song Nian vaguely guessed.

"One thousand taels! I said at the time, since you talk nonsense, you will have to pay the price! Chu He pointed at these women and children: "The dead don't need to spend money, but the living can't." This thousand taels is just to buy them some houses to shelter from the wind and rain. ”

My 1,000 taels, my street, converted into RMB is 100 million, no need to round up!

Bastard, be a good man with my money!

Song Nian's heart ached, and he almost forgot what he said below.

Fortunately, Sister-in-law Liu's expectant and nervous gaze in the distance made Song Nian successfully remember what she was here for.