Xiaowang Village.

In the big mansion with blue bricks and red tiles, Wang Yuan sat in the hall outside, eating tea with a gloomy face.

Although Han Zhen's slaps were not heavy during the day, he still felt that his cheeks were hot and painful at the moment.

At this moment, the carved wooden door was pushed open, and the butler walked in quickly.

Wang Yuanwai put down the teacup and asked, "Have you checked it out?" ”

The housekeeper bent down slightly and reported: "Ah Lang, it's clear." The splash's name is Han Zhen, his family lives in Xiaodong Village, his parents died early, and there is an eldest brother above, but he also died two years earlier, and now there is only a widowed sister-in-law in the family. Because of his boldness and righteousness, this Han Zhen has a good reputation in the county, and he has a close relationship with several officials in the county government. ”

Hearing this, Wang Yuanwai frowned and said, "It's just a splash, and there is no other relationship?" ”

"It's gone!"

The butler shook his head.

Wang Yuanwai first felt incredible, and then said angrily: "What a guts, a splash dares to be so arrogant!" ”

Han Zhen's posture before really frightened Wang Yuanwai.

Out of caution, he did not dare to act rashly, but sent a steward to inquire first.

As a result, I didn't expect the other party to be really just a country splash......

The housekeeper added fuel and vinegar on the side and said: "A splash dares to bully Ah Lang's head, which really damages Ah Lang's prestige." It's better to ask Master Xu to come forward and punish him. ”

Hearing the three words of Master Xu, Wang Yuanwai hesitated.

Nothing else, distressed about money.

Although Wang Yuanwai gave his two daughters to Master Xu as concubines, Master Xu is also a master who does not recognize his six relatives, and he pays attention to one to do things with money.

The last time I forcibly occupied a few acres of paddy fields in Wang's dysentery house, there was already a bloodstream.

If you look for Master Xu again this time, I'm afraid that I won't be able to do it without dozens of dollars.

Fifty ...... have been lost today

Seeing that Wang Yuanwai was silent, the housekeeper knew that his Ah Lang had committed the mistake of being stingy again, and couldn't help but remind: "Ah Lang, this money can't be saved!" ”

Although Wang Yuanwai is stingy, he is not stupid and understands the meaning of the housekeeper's words.

If Han Popi dares to bully himself today, then tomorrow it may be Li Popi, and the day after tomorrow it will be Wang Popi......

Especially when he remembered the way the villagers looked at him today, he felt a chill in his heart.

Xiaowang Village is his roots, and there must be no problems here.

Thinking of this, Wang Yuanwai ordered: "Tomorrow you bring three ...... Fifty yuan of money, go to the county seat, and let Master Xu ...... those troublemakers"

As he spoke, he made a throat-slitting gesture.

The ruthlessness in the eyes of the king made the housekeeper's heart tremble, and he hurriedly nodded in response.

In Wang Yuanwai's view, either you don't do it, or you want to do it.

Those pimpies must die, only in this way can he regain his majesty, and the eyes of those villagers can change back.

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Following.

Han Zhen slept until three o'clock in the morning.

I slept very comfortably this night, and I didn't wake up hungry again in the middle of the night.

Stretching his waist, Han Zhen only felt that the whole person was refreshed and radiant.

Walking out of the chamber to the well, he broke a willow branch, peeled off the skin, bit the branch into several filaments, and began to brush his teeth.

Toothbrushes and toothpaste have appeared in the Northern Song Dynasty, but these things are still high-end goods and are only sold in Kaifeng City.

Ordinary people still brush their teeth with willow branches, and wealthy people who are more sophisticated will dip their fingers in crushed coarse salt to clean their mouths.

Bah!

Spit out a mouthful of blood, Han Zhen wondered if he should make a toothbrush.

The willow branches are so annoying, not to mention that they can't be brushed cleanly, and if they use a little force, they will puncture the gums and make their mouths full of blood.

After washing, seeing that Ma Sangou and the others were still sleeping, he didn't care, put on two coats of copper coins and went out of the temple.

There is no way, gold and silver do not belong to the mainstream currency at this time, and only occasionally used in large-scale transactions such as thousands and thousands of yuan, and daily transactions still rely on copper coins.

Therefore, even if a wealthy businessman and high-ranking official go out to buy something, they have to carry copper coins honestly and practically.

As soon as he walked out of the temple gate, he met Zheng Butcher, who came up to deliver money.

Butcher Zheng handed over a cloth bag: "Han Er, the money is always here, you count." ”

The consistent money of the Northern Song Dynasty was not 1,000 Wen, in the early years it was 850 Wen, and later Zhenzong changed it to 770 Wen.

Although it is a rule set by the government, it is different in each region, for example, in Qingzhou, the consistent money is 630 Wen.

This is not bad, some areas are even more outrageous, and the money has always been only 420 Wen.

"Don't count, I can't trust you."

Han Zhen only glanced at it roughly, and then poured the copper coin into his purse.

"Atmosphere."

Butcher Zheng couldn't help but praise.

Bidding farewell to Butcher Zheng, Han Zhen first spent fifty-six yuan on breakfast at the morning market stall, and then went straight to the blacksmith shop.

From afar, a burst of percussion sound came to my ears.

Walking into the blacksmith shop, the shopkeeper Tian of the blacksmith shop took the initiative to say hello: "Han Er, why are you here?" ”

Han Zhen got straight to the point and said: "Buy a knife, buy a good knife!" ”

"Is this a fortune?"

Looking at the bulging blanket on his shoulders, Shopkeeper Tian looked surprised.

Han Zhen just smiled and didn't explain.

Shopkeeper Tian didn't ask much, and led him into the inner room.

There are all kinds of knives and weapons in the room, but most of them are low-quality and low-quality goods.

During the reign of Emperor Huizong of the Song Dynasty, the government did not strictly control civilian weapons, except for military armor, crossbows, etc., other weapons could be bought in blacksmith shops.

Looking around, Han Zhen was quickly attracted by a simple knife.

This Pu knife is one and a half meters long, the blade is sharp, and layers of snowflakes bloom on the blade.

Stretched out his finger and flicked it lightly on the blade, and immediately there was a crisp and pleasant hum.

Han Zhen asked, "How can this Pu knife be sold?" ”

"Good eye."

Shopkeeper Tian smiled and said, "This Pu knife costs sixteen times. ”

Han Zhen raised his eyebrows: "You are blinded by money, and you even cheat me?" ”

Hearing this, the shopkeeper Tian immediately shouted: "Han Er, you can see it clearly, this is a fine steel, and the material alone costs ten yuan!" ”

"Give a real price!"

Han Zhen was too lazy to talk to him, this guy looked honest, but he was actually a complete profiteer.

The shopkeeper Tian pondered for a moment, and said in pain: "You can give twelve times, so that I can also make some money." ”

This guy doesn't have a word of truth in his mouth, and he definitely makes no less money by selling him twelve times.

But one thing to say, this knife is really good.

"I don't have enough money with me, only seven times, just wait, I'll go back and get the money." Han Zhen said, taking off the drape on his shoulder.

"Okay!"

Shopkeeper Tian nodded, put the blanket on the scale, and weighed it carefully.

It has always been 630 yuan, and seven times is thousands of dollars, and when will you count a piece.

Therefore, the general store has a scale, and large transactions only need to check the fineness of the copper coin once, and then the scale will be known.

On the way back, Han Zhen saw a middle-aged man in disarray, squatting in the shade of a tree.

Next to the man stood a horse with a stick of grass stuck in its head.

There were also a few people watching the excitement on the side.