Of course, there are suitable places, but those places are either inhabited or have a Lord.

"Now you can answer me, has there been a change of owner in this salt farm?"

Shen asked coldly, the sword in his hand still facing the leader.

Seeing this, the leader forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart, and hurriedly said:

"Misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding, I've been so busy during this time, I've been so busy and confused, I forgot that the head of the house once wrote to say that the salt farm has changed its owner, it should be this lady."

When Feng Jiu heard this, the corners of his mouth hooked up with a sneer, the Luo family is really cheeky, but she doesn't plan to let this person go.

Feng Jiuyou dodged, behind the leader.

And the leader had already covered his neck at some point and fell to the ground.

Looking in the direction of Feng Jiuyou's location in horror, his eyes widened, and he died of anger before he could close it.

The rest of the wounded knelt down, trembling like chaff, and their faces full of horror:

"Please, spare your life! Spare your life. ”

"Shen Han."

Feng Jiuyou called out.

"Yes!"

Shen Han understood what Feng Jiuyou meant, and with a wave of his hand, he walked towards those people with his sword.

In a few moments, they were all reunited with their leaders.

Feng Jiuyou looked at the pile of corpses, a bloodthirsty smile on the corner of her mouth, she didn't think that she would keep these people who came to besiege her, being kind to others was cruel to herself.

She didn't want to let the tiger return to the mountain, as for the other Luo family members on the island, as long as they were interested and obediently handed over the salt farm, she didn't mind sparing their lives.

"Who is the steward of the salt works now? Come out and see me. ”

Feng Jiuyou looked at the Luo family members who retreated in horror and asked.

"Back to ...... Back to Mrs. Hui's words, yes...... It's me. ”

A middle-aged man walked out and said tremblingly.

"Did you know that the saltworks have changed owners?"

"Yes."

"The saltworks are still operating?" Feng Jiuyou looked around at the people around him and asked without surprise.

Mrs. Hui, the salt works are now ...... It's still ...... ...... in operation"

The steward couldn't hide it, so he said it directly.

"Huh...... Thank you for me, my lord, for helping me manage the salt works for the past few months.

I just don't know when this profit will be given to me! I don't want more, just a million taels of silver. ”

Feng Jiuyou said with a smile.

But these words fell on the ears of the steward like a stormy wave, and he opened his mouth tremblingly

"This ...... This ......"

"Madame, please call the shots for us! The Luo family hasn't given us any labor money for half a year. ”

A bold man in the prime of life glanced at Feng Jiuyou, who was standing with his hands in his hands, and knelt down with a firm look.

"Why am I in charge of you? You should find the Luo family. ”

Feng Jiuyou said coldly.

"I overheard the stewards say that we will also pass on to you as long-term workers, and that you will suffer these dumb losses when the time comes.

And we are ordinary people, and they say that you will not dare to kill us. It's not easy to deal with when we make a fuss.

As long as my wife is willing to help me get my salary back, I am willing to give half of my salary to my wife as a reward. ”

The man looked at Feng Jiuyou and said firmly.

"Madame...... You can help us miserable people, and I will give you half of my wages. ”

Among these workers, there are also some smart ones, and if they continue to toss like this, they may not get anything, and the whole family will have to drink the northwest wind.

"Madame, help us!"

"Help us, we're willing to do it too."

(End of chapter)