The sun is scorching.

In the capital city of Lintao Mansion, several peasant households with yellow faces and thin muscles and shabby coarse cloth clothes stood on the side of the street, looking at the vermilion gate of the Xu Mansion opposite.

After a while, the peasants came forward nervously and came to the two doors that were sitting on the steps.

"Fortune of the Lords!"

The current farmers laugh together, and they are both hand-giving and pretentious, but between their every move, they are not very polite and regular, but they make the disciples laugh more than once.

Glance at a few people.

Menzi asked, "Where did you come from?" What's the matter?"

The farmer laughed and said, "The villain Feng San is a farmer from Fengjiazhuang outside the city, and I heard that Master Xu bought and sold the fields very fairly, so we came over to ask......

Menzi suddenly realized.

"How many of you are here to sell land?"

As he spoke, he glanced at the farmers without a trace, "You go directly to Steward Zhou, he is in charge of this matter of harvesting and buying land!"

"Steward Zhou?"

Several farmers were stunned when they heard this.

A disciple sneered, "It's just a few acres of land, is it worth our lord to come forward in person?"

Hear here.

Feng San secretly tugged at the sleeves of the two people next to him, and nodded again and again with a smile, "That's right, that person also told us that he asked him to come to find Uncle Zhou!"

"Yes, yes, it's Uncle Zhou!"

The rest of the people also reacted and hurriedly agreed.

「……」

Xu felt that he could not reap the benefits of a few farmers.

Menzi suddenly became a little ignorant, pointed to the side casually, and said, "You go and wait at the corner of the wall next to it, it is estimated that someone will come out in a while."

Hearing this, several farmers were stunned.

In a few peasant households, Feng San's mind was spinning extremely fast, and when he saw the impatient look on Menzi's face, how could he not know what the reason was?

Thereupon.

In the confusion of the rest of the people, he pulled them not far away and muttered a few words softly.

It won't be long.

Feng San leaned in front of Menzi again.

First, he bowed deeply, his sallow and lean face was full of flattering smiles, and he caged his shabby sleeves, and stuffed more than ten big coins in his hand into Menzi's hands.

"What are you doing?"

The manzi's eyes widened.

"You keep it for tea," Feng San laughed with, "We farmers are really poor and can't get on the table, you can take care of more!"

in the sleeve.

Menzi weighed the weight on his hand, and finally had two smiles on his face.

"Well, it's not easy for you to come all the way, I'll help you go inside and ask to see when Steward Zhou can come out!"

So saying, he went inside.

Not far away, in the corner of the wall, a fellow farmer couldn't help but widen his eyes when he saw this, and said, "Isn't this guy just waiting for our filial piety?!"

Feng San's face remained unchanged, "Then what do you think?"

Another farmer reluctantly said, "That's more than ten big money, enough for us to eat a full meal of flatbread and steamed buns, and give them for nothing?"

"yes, didn't you tell us to wait at the door? Anyway, there is nothing to do......

….

"Do you really think you can wait?"

Feng San glanced at a few people, "Believe it or not, if we really listen to that person, we will wait until tomorrow when the rooster crows, and we won't be able to wait for that Steward Zhou to come out?!"

I saw that a few people were still a little reluctant to give up the big money just now.

Feng San said again: "Don't say anything else, if it is dragged until tomorrow, it will cost you to go back and forth into the city, not to mention, this field is falling at a price every day, isn't it more than your big money?"

He pushed the men who had spoken earlier.

The two farmers scolded, "You

Let's talk about something, Third Brother Feng is a knowledgeable and thoughtful person, we just have to be obedient and do things, look at you like that, it's a waste of Third Brother Feng's kindness!"

A dozen big bucks played a role.

Not for a while.

From inside the vermilion gate, a middle-aged man dressed in brocade clothes and dressed as a housekeeper came out.

Feng San secretly thought in his heart, this person must be Steward Zhou!

on the steps.

Steward Zhou glanced at a few people and said, "How many of you want to sell the field?"

"It's us," Feng San stepped forward and asked, "Dare to ask Uncle Zhou, how much is the current field per acre?"

Steward Zhou didn't reply at all, but turned around and walked to the concierge next to him, and ordered, "You guys come to this house with me first!"

Outside the door, Feng San and the others looked at each other again and again, and could only grit their teeth and follow.

A moment later.

In the gatehouse of Xu's house, there was a sudden noisy sound, and it turned out that all the farmers were a little difficult to accept when they heard the price of acres of land said by Steward Zhou.

Feng San said, "Uncle Zhou, wasn't it still the price of five taels or three dollars per mu of land yesterday? Why is it four or five dollars today? That's too much!"

"You said it, that's yesterday's price."

Steward Zhou was not angry when he heard this, and sat down with the old god and said, "This price is only today's price, and when it comes to tonight, it may not even be able to reach this price!"

This is for the sake of the fact that the acres of your fields can add up to more than 60 acres, and they are connected together, so I gave this price with kindness, uncle.

You might as well go out and inquire, except for our Xu family, in the other places in the city, if you can sell more than the price of four taels or four dollars per mu, I will write the word upside down this week......

Several farmers were silent.

Before coming to Xu's house, why hadn't they gone to other homes to inquire?

The price, don't talk about it!

There was silence for a while.

It was still Feng San who opened his mouth and said with a smile: "Uncle Zhou, you are a great benevolent person who saves the world and helps the people, how can we not believe your words? At this price, we sell it!"

There was a commotion behind him.

But there were three farmers in the group who were not very willing.

Steward Zhou nodded indifferently and said, "If you are willing to sell, come and sign and take the silver after the pledge, if you don't want to sell, our Xu family is not reluctant, the gate is over there, go by yourself!"

Several farmers who were interested in selling their fields stepped forward one after another.

……

Out of Xu's Mansion.

Feng San looked at the few fellow villagers who retreated, and said helplessly: "Now that the price of this land has dropped to the sky, if you don't sell it today, you won't be able to say less tomorrow."

….

The three of them lowered their heads and said sharply, "I know that Third Brother Feng has good intentions, but a few of us still want to wait, after all, it is the inheritance left by our ancestors, so we don't dare to sell it so cheaply......

"That's fine."

Feng San sighed.

Counting out a few big coins from his pocket, "That's it, since your land has not been sold, and the tea money just stuffed to Menzi is not easy for you to pay, you can take it back and buy two baked cakes and go back to the children to eat!"

The three hesitated.

Just thinking of the children in the family, they still gritted their teeth, stepped forward cheekily, and after taking a lot of money, the three of them felt that they had no face to stay anymore, so they hurriedly said goodbye and left.

"Third Brother Feng, you are also kind-hearted, those three are too ignorant......

Some people were indignant.

"Every family has a scripture that is difficult to read!"

Feng San stretched out his hand to stop the man from continuing, sighed again, and instructed, "We have silver on us, while the current price of grain is still visible, hurry up and pick up some cheap and large coarse grains, and use all the money!"

Seeing that everyone was puzzled.

Feng San said again: "Now that more and more homeless people outside the city are gathering, and it is because of the pressure of the prefect in the city that the price has not increased much, but according to this trend, the price increase will only be sooner or later

things!

If you don't buy it when it's cheap now, I'm afraid you won't be able to buy half of what you have now!"

Everyone suddenly realized.

"Then let's hurry up, and we can pick a few people to go out before dark!"

"No, if you are blocked by those refugees, it will be terrible!"

「……」

A group of people hurried to the grain store in the city, but they didn't notice that a young man with a roe head and a rat was not far behind, listening to their words cleanly.

"These mud legs, they actually have money to buy food? Isn't this my chance?"

The man's eyes rolled around, and then he ran into an alley with a happy face......

Qingfeng is not dry