487. Someone sells grain!

Dayan Kingdom, a village not far from the north.

The night was dark, and the north wind was howling, whining into the low mud houses, adding to the coldness.

"Uncle Village Chief, Uncle Village Chief, open the door!"

There was a knock on the only magnificent brick house in the village, the wooden door slammed, and the emaciated old man in the house who was huddled on the kang woke up violently, and a little panic flashed on his wrinkled old face.

"Old man, old woman, is there a knock on the door?"

"It sounds like a bolt at the head of the village, so something can't happen again, right? Oops, what a life! ”

The same emaciated old woman tugged at the quilt in a panic, trying to shrink into the corner but stopped her movements.

"Old man, go and see, if someone really enters the village to rob it, you have to inform the villagers as soon as possible, otherwise the big guys will starve to death this winter!"

"I know, I know, don't worry, I'll go and see."

The old man shivered, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, cheering himself up while braving the cold wind and out of the hut.

"Uncle Village Chief, open the door quickly, there is a good thing, a great thing!"

What?

A great thing?

What could be better than anything else at this juncture to take their turn?

The old man didn't believe it, and when he opened the wooden door tremblingly, his calloused hands suddenly froze to the point of no temperature.

"Bolt, what's the matter with the cat who isn't at home at night?"

"Great thing!"

The man named Bolt was tall and burly, and he looked even more majestic with a thick mink coat, but the ecstasy in his eyes made it easy to ignore his figure.

"Village chief, someone has come to our village to sell grain!"

"What, selling grain? How is it possible, doesn't it mean that even the imperial court has no food? ”

"Oh, it's true, can I still lie to you all the way? I saw the rice and flour with my own eyes! ”

"Really, really?"

He knows what kind of person the bolt is, this guy has a brute force and still lives in the village, and since the snow disaster, he has made a big effort to protect the villagers.

The sudden news made the old village chief's heart hot, and his face was no longer worried, and his hands were not cold. But he thought of another possibility.

"Bolt, is that grain expensive? Our folks' money is almost spent. ”

"It's not expensive, it's not expensive, rice and white flour are ten copper plates a catty, which is cheaper than our usual!"

The bolt immediately told the old village chief what he heard, "And people also said that if there is no money, you can take other things to pay, I took two mink coats for two hundred catties of grain!" ”

What?

Two hundred pounds?!

The old village chief's cloudy eyes widened in shock, although the mink coat he wore was bigger than the others, it couldn't be so valuable!

"Really?"

"Seriously! Those 200 catties of grain have already been taken home for me. ”

The bolt was very anxious, "Oh, the old village chief, the grain sellers are still waiting at the entrance of the village, let's quickly notify the villagers to buy it, there is no such store in this village!" ”

"Ah, yes, yes, it's a cold day, what if people don't like it and don't sell it?"

The old village chief was in a daze, and followed the words of the bolt to pick up the gong that belonged to the village chief and walked out of the house, beating gongs and drums all the way from one end to the other.

"Come out, folks, someone is coming to sell grain, and the big guy is going to the bolt's house with silver and valuable things!"

Plug: "? ”

Why did Cheng go to his house? The two hundred catties of food exchanged for mink are not enough for so many people to rob!

Here, an old man and a young man summoned the villagers to gather, and several masked people at the head of the village stood by the ox cart pulling grain, shivering, all frozen like dogs.

"Damn, it's cold in this place!"

"No, my hands are going to freeze, hurry up and go back after finishing what my son explained."

"Hey, don't say it, this mink is really warm, it's not that cold!"

"Then let's change some more animal skins, there is no shortage of these things here, and there are probably few people in the village who have money."

Several people endured the trembling legs and trembled and discussed, and did not forget to pull the black cloth covering their faces up to cover their cheeks, holding knives in their hands, looking like bandits who had robbed their homes from a distance.

This scene made the villagers who came with the bolt a little worried.

"Bolts, bolts, are you sure this is not a robber who has come to rob us of our food?"

"Uncle, do you have anything else to grab at home?"

“.”

The bolt successfully choked everyone with a fluttering word, and the villagers' original trembling hearts suddenly disappeared.

Yes, they have nothing to rob anymore, and the food at home has long been at the bottom, and they have gone to dig up snow and tree roots in the mountains to satisfy their hunger in the past few days.

The crowd approached the carriage with their belongings and bolts, and before they could speak, they heard the masked men speak.

"Let's talk about it first, you have to start with 50 catties of rice and noodles, and they are all 10 yuan a catty, we don't have black brown rice or anything, let's report the number!"

Villager: "."

Just, quite unexpectedly.

"What, this brother, can you really use other dollars if you don't have any money?"

"Yes, mink coats, bamboo baskets, jade jewelry, and housework that you don't need at home."

The villagers jumped up happily when they heard this, and lined up with their things.

"I want 200 catties of white noodles in exchange for silver hairpins!"

"I, I, I have 200 catties of white flour and 100 catties of rice, and I exchange them for good animal skins!"

"300 pounds of white noodles!"

"50 pounds of rice!"

The masked man directly picked up the cloth bag containing rice noodles and exchanged them one by one, he didn't even need to weigh them, a bag was 50 catties and he didn't have to run, and as for the things that the villagers used to exchange for food, they just took it at a glance.

This surprised the villagers even more.

Ah, don't you need to estimate the value?

Until someone got the heavy cloth bag and opened it, they were dumbfounded by the plump rice and the flour whiter than snow.

"It's true, it's true, it's really rice polishing and fine noodles!"

"If we save enough food to survive the winter, we will be saved."

"Woo woo woo finally don't have to go hungry anymore!"

The eyes of everyone looking at the masked man suddenly became different, and the fear and horror just now were swept away, replaced by full respect and gratitude.

Good guys!

The benefactor must not want us to know their identity, so they are masked.

That's right, that's it!

The masked man was stunned by the eyes of so many people "like a wolf and a tiger", and he was not surprised at all, and he was busy receiving and delivering the goods in an orderly manner, which was called a calm.

At this moment, not only are masked people in the village in front of you sending warmth, but there are convoys of food pulling food within a radius of ten miles and in the black market of Fucheng, and they do not forget to sweep the tail after selling the goods, so as to ensure that no one can follow the rut marks to find the warehouse.