Xing Hongwolf laughed: "Don't be afraid, keep going, the stockade is ours." ”

"What?" The saltsmiths were taken aback: "It's yours?" This.... It's just selling some private salt, is it necessary to make it so big?

Xing Hongwolf smiled, didn't bother to explain, and continued to lead the team forward.

At this time, the area around the stockade was still being cleaned up after the war, and several corpses were brought out of the stockade, and one corpse had its eyeballs bursting out.

Xing Hongwolf frowned and asked the sentry on the arrow tower, "What happened when I left?" ”

The sentry replied with a smile: "Master Xing, you are back, not long ago, Lao Zhang Fei of the Fifth Team of the Non-Muddy Team came to attack our stockade, and these dead people are all Lao Zhang Fei's subordinates." ”

Xing Hongwolf nodded.

When the saltsmiths heard this, they secretly said in their hearts: It turned out that the rogue had come to fight here, was there a mistake? When the rogues came, they were often tens of thousands of people, and they were actually defeated by the smugglers? This Xing Da is in charge, it's terrible.

In their eyes, Xing Hongwolf's image began to become terrifying......

At this moment, the gate of the village opened, and Gao Chu Wu jumped out of the ground and opened his arms to Xing Hongwolf: "Red wolf!"

Xing Hongwolf also opened his arms: "The fifth day of the first month!" ”

The two hugged each other with a "bump".

Saltsmiths: "!! ”

Xing Hongwolf's terrifying image of the big salt owl just now instantly shattered into pieces, and he couldn't put them together.

You're saltsmiths, aren't you? Pull all the salt carts into the stockade. Old Nanfeng smiled in the distance and said, "Don't look at that pair, it's uncomfortable to see too much of them." ”

The saltsmiths thought to themselves: At the gate of the village, if no one hugs them, how can there be a feeling of "more people at ease"?

However, this trough will not vomit, and work obediently.

A large number of salt trucks pushed into the stockade, under the guidance of the militia group, came to the warehouse area, the salt craftsmen took off the salt bags on the car, like into the designated area of the warehouse, while moving, their eyes swept around the warehouse, do not look at the unknown, look at the startled, here is pushing a large amount of grain, it is really a mountain of grain.

Bai Ying shouted to Gao Chuwu: "Hey, don't keep hugging your daughter-in-law and making love, do something serious, your daughter-in-law promised these saltsmiths fifty catties of flour for transportation, you arrange people, send them a hair, they are waiting with their eyes blank."

Only then did Gao Chuwu let go of Xing Hongwolf, turned his head happily, and said to a soldier behind him, "Go, arrange a team of people, and help them distribute food." ”

The soldier hurried away.

After a while, a group of soldiers came to the storehouse area, took flour from the grain bags, weighed fifty catties, packed them in bags, and handed them to the saltsmiths one by one.

Fifty pounds of flour is not light, and it takes a lot of effort to carry it home, but how can the saltsmiths think it is heavy? I'm afraid it's lighter.

One by one, they screamed happily.

An old salt maker in his fifties was so moved that he cried while holding the flour bag: "When I give the official bed, how much work do I have to do to get so much flour, I have decided, I will not go back to the village 7 to work for Xing Da's family, I will also go to the nitrate pond to make salt." ”

The saltsmiths who were still suspicious before now have no extra thoughts, just wait to return home, take their wives and children, sneak out of the salt village, and never go back.

The old saltsmith was teary in his eyes, when he suddenly saw a middle-aged monk passing by, the monk's face looked quite familiar, he suddenly remembered a person, he was surprised, rushed out of the door, and grabbed the monk's shirt.

The monk turned his head: "Ami steals the Buddha!" Good slaughter, good slaughter! What is the donor doing when he pulls me in? ”

The old saltsmith's whole body trembled: "You are ....... twenty years ago, crisscrossing Puzhou.... How big is He Ping, a cannibal salt lord? The villain sold you private salt, do you remember the villain? Xie Chi Nan Village, Zhao Xiaohei...... At that time, there was an officer and soldier who wanted to kill me, and you killed thirteen officers and soldiers in a row, saving the villain's life. ”

The monk shook his head with a smile, and put his hands together: "Donor, you recognize the wrong person, the poor monk is called a war monk, and he is a monk in the Pufu Temple, how can it be a man-eating salt owl, you look at the poor monk's robe, the poor monk is a monk, and he doesn't kill evil." ”

Old Saltsmith: "Huh? Isn't it? Sorry, I recognized the wrong person. ”

The war monk smiled and nodded, with a kind face.

Old saltsmith: "Hey, the master is so amiable, it must not be He Ping, it is me who confessed the mistake of the little monk and the porter next to him wiped a cold sweat, thinking: No, no, no, you are not mistaken, but this guy has not seen blood."

Xing Hongwolf secretly gave an order to the people of the militia group, and the people of the militia deliberately did not control the saltsmiths and let them wander around the village.

The saltsmiths came over and saw hundreds of horses eating forage.

When I turned around again, I saw hundreds of firecrackers tending to their firecrackers.

When I turned to this side, I saw hundreds of old and weak women and children cooking.

When I went to the river, hundreds of workers were building a wooden pier by the water.

This place is really good.

Is this like a den for smugglers? It is completely a place for officers and soldiers to set up camp, and it is much better managed than officers and soldiers.

The officers and soldiers will only oppress the migrant workers, and the appearance of a bull's pen will call the people over, but the smugglers and soldiers in this village are all kind-hearted and often help the people to do some small work.

will also say kind words: "Don't be polite, our parents are also ordinary people, and we are all children's soldiers."

Listen, these words are so beautiful, they are completely different from the words that come out of the mouths of those dogs of officers and soldiers.

After watching the salt craftsmen for a while, they were even more sure that they could live a good life here if they followed Xing Da and made a mistake.

A group of saltsmiths got together, discussed for a while, and finally sent a leader to Xing Hongwolf: "Master Xing, we discussed it for a while just now, and decided to follow you in the future." ”

Xing Hongwolf smiled: "Welcome!" ”

The salt smith said: "We are pondering, if the fifty catties of grain you sent to us are carried back to Yancun, we will not be able to carry it back, and we will be deducted by the government, so we want to store the fifty catties of grain here first, and after we return to the village to greet our wives and children, we also ask Xing Da to make some money to buy off the guards and let us slip out...... In the future, I will dig a pond on the edge of the nitrate pond to dry salt. ”

Xing Hongwolf: "Okay! The gentleman said, hurry up and whip the horse, this matter is decided, I will send a team of cavalry to escort you back to the village, and then let the iron bird fly to spend money to buy the defenders, and you will escape as much as you want, and make salt for me in the future, and I will never treat you badly. ”

/。 Zero Point Chinese Network]/