Chen Mo weighed the broken silver, and estimated that there was no half tael, which was converted into three hundred wen.

Don't be deceived by those heroes in film and television dramas, who are dozens or hundreds of taels.

In the Great Song Dynasty, one tael of silver was worth a thousand Wen.

In the peaceful period, more than 200 catties of rice can be bought.

If you save some food, it can feed one person for a year and a half.

The weight of the silver ingots was also made according to one tael, five taels, and ten taels.

If you take ten taels of silver to eat, you can't find an ordinary restaurant or restaurant.

"Shhhhh

Chen Mo took a breath of cool air, then raised his hand to weigh it, and it involved the injury on his back, it hurt hotly, he touched it with his backhand, his hand was sticky, and he touched the blood on his hand.

Not only that, but his bag of corn was also broken, and the corn was scattered all over the ground.

Chen Mo's face sank, and a touch of anger appeared in his eyes.

"There will be a day like this..."

...

He had to go to the grain store to buy some corn and go to the pharmacy to grab some medicine to stop the bleeding.

Then he didn't stay long and walked out of the city.

When he was about to leave the city, Chen Mo couldn't help but glance at the two people squatting in the corner of the city, when he entered the city just now, he saw the two of them squatting here, and now when he went out of the city, he still watched the two of them squatting here.

In this cold day, I am not afraid of freezing.

What he didn't know was that as soon as he left with his front foot, a tall and thin man came to the two of them, and after muttering a few words to the two, the three chased in the direction that Chen Mo left.

There were vendors who set up stalls at the city gate, and when they saw this scene, they discussed with the vendors next to them.

"Hey, lepers, they're on target, that person is in trouble."

"But no, the man looked injured and brought so many things in large bags and small bags, a proper fat sheep."

"That person is out of the city at the moment, he shouldn't be from the city, even if he is robbed, the government won't care."

"Come on, haven't you heard, if it weren't for the cold, the rebels would have to fight in Qingzhou, but when the spring of the next year comes, I'm afraid that we will still fight, and now that I heard about the murder outside the city, the yamen doesn't think much about it..."

……

"Someone is coming!"

After becoming a martial artist, all the senses of Chen Mo's body were much stronger than before.

Outside the city, there was silence, a white expanse, only the sound of wind and snow in the ears, and the feet in the snow, making a "poof" sound.

Chen Mo glanced back and quickened his pace.

"Boss, that kid seems to have discovered us."

"Keep up, don't let him run."

Chen Mo left the official road, walked into a small road, and entered a mountain field.

It's far from the county seat.

Chen Mo put down the grain unhurriedly, took off the firewood knife on his waist, put on the handle, and pestle the ground to tighten it.

In fact, Chen Mo bought so much food, and he was also worried about being targeted.

But his family is not in the county, so it is impossible to buy a thing to come to the county seat once, and he can't afford to enter the city, so he can only buy it.

He wasn't worried about being targeted by someone stronger than him.

After all, people who are stronger than him don't look down on this bit of food, and he has no revenge in the city.

Seeing that Chen Mo stopped and didn't leave, the three of them slowly surrounded him.

"You're really good at finding a good place for yourself." The leper led by him was experienced in fighting, and he didn't rush to get close to Chen Mo, took out the dagger from his belt, stopped at a place outside Zhang Xu, and sneered: "In this place, even if you break your throat, no one will hear it." ”

The two accomplices on the side also stopped one after another, it seemed that it was not the first time they had done this kind of thing, and they separated and surrounded Chen Mo in a triangular pattern.

"Boy, hand over everything on you, we only want money, not life. To be honest, I can suffer less..."

The leper is not finished yet.

Chen Moren didn't say much, turned around and took two steps forward, and slashed towards the leper head-on.

"Not good..."

The leper hurriedly dodged, but then a frightened scene happened, the firewood knife was obviously half a foot away from him, but the leper felt an invisible force fall on his body.

Before he could say anything, the whole person split in two, and blood spurted out.

"Ahh

The two accomplices were terrified.

They usually do some robbery, and occasionally encounter a brutal one, and when they show up the knife, the other party will be cowardly, but who has ever seen a ruthless person like Chen Mo, as soon as he comes up, he will split people in half, and his soul will be scared away.

"Kill."

Chen Mo's eyes narrowed, and without a trace of hesitation, he chased after the nearest person.

Feeling that the distance was about the same, he gave a knife to the other person's back.

The knife slashed and slashed off only half of the shoulder.

But the result was not bad, and he still died under his knife.

The tall, thin man who ran the fastest subconsciously glanced back and saw the tragic image of his companion, and his soul was completely frightened.

The ground was covered with snow, and if you don't lift your feet high, it's easy to fall.

Just as the thin and tall man turned around, he was mixed by something under his feet and fell to the ground fiercely.

But even if he didn't fall, he wouldn't be able to run.

Chen Mo walked step by step.

He crawled back: "Don't... Don't kill me, I... Wrong, spare my life..."

"Don't be stupid."

Chen Mo was already holding a fire in his stomach, and there was nowhere to send it, so they just wanted to hit the muzzle of the gun.

"Don't..."

Chen Mo fell with a knife, and his voice stopped abruptly.

This time he killed, Chen Mo's eyes were very calm, just like killing a chicken.

He even thought it was easier than killing a chicken.

He squatted down, wiped the blood from the knife with his tall and thin clothes, and then groped around the other man's body for a while, finding an inner pocket sewn inside.

Opened the inner pocket, and there was a voucher inside, twenty-one pennies.

It shows that the man's name is Yi Yong, and he is a person from Yijiazhuang.

Then he groped around the other two corpses, and found two proofs, a total of seventy cents, a piece of broken silver the size of a small fingernail, a pancake frozen like a stone, and a dagger.

"It's all poor ghosts."

Chen Mo tore them all apart, put the dagger on the belt of his trousers, put the rest in his arms, dug a pit, painted their faces, threw them into the pit, and filled them with dirt and snow.

After processing, Chen Mo put on his food, set off again, and quickly returned home.

……

In winter, it gets dark very quickly.

When he returned to the village, every household had not yet slept, and some people saw the large bags of grain that Chen Mo was carrying, and their faces were full of envy.

However, he was afraid of Chen Mo, and no one dared to think crookedly.

Chen's house, doors and windows are closed.

Knock knock!

Chen Mo knocked on the door.

"Who?" Han Anniang asked vigilantly, took a firewood knife from the side, and stood at the door.

"Sister-in-law, it's me."

Hearing Chen Mo's voice, Han Anniang breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly opened the door, let Chen Mo in, closed the door, and re-forked it from the inside.

"Uncle, are you back? Why is it so late, the slave family ......" Han Anniang chattered, helping Chen Mo take off the grain he was carrying, and just took over a bag of coarse salt, it fell to the ground with a snap, but fortunately, the bag was already tied tightly.

"Uncle, the wound on your back..."Han Anniang covered her small mouth and pointed at Chen Mo's back, her eyes red.

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