Chapter 7 West Leng Song, East Fan Lie
When the hunters heard this, they couldn't help but cast curious glances, but unfortunately, Chen Che covered his face with a scarf, and couldn't see whose children it was.
Ji Sanye picked up the red-bellied golden chicken, looked at it carefully, and said with a smile:
"Guest officer, Xiao Lao'er has a lot of things to do today, so I won't talk to the guest officer, a price, three hundred and sixty wen, a total of four hundred and eighty wen, okay?"
Chen Che thought about it, felt that the price was fair, and nodded:
"Okay."
Listen to the conversation between the two.
The dozen or so old hunters present were also a little surprised.
They formed a team and risked their lives to work from morning to evening in order to earn 300 a day, which is really not easy to earn.
What is the ability of this somewhat familiar young man in front of him to earn nearly 500 Wenshan goods single-handedly?
It's actually slightly better than the skilled old Orion?
At the other table, an old hunter stroked his beard and said approvingly:
"Yes, yes, at a young age, he can catch two golden pheasants, which is a good material for hunters."
Hearing this, a young hunter in his twenties, called Zhang Jiehu, raised his chin and said in a loud voice:
"It's not that easy to become a hunter in this town."
"You have to hand over the corpse of a spirit to the government, how can ordinary people have this ability?"
"Naigong wandered around the mountains for half a year, and only then did he find a brocade feather——"
The sound stopped abruptly.
Zhang Jiehu was suddenly silent and unwilling to continue to mention.
There happened to be a small official of the yamen who was eating breakfast next to him, with a white face, named Jiang Jiyu, who was born in one of the six rooms of the county government, and knew very well about the matter of "hunting".
He chuckled and picked up the conversation:
"There are tens of thousands of people in Liuyang Town, and there are less than ten people who can change their hunting nationality every year, and most of them are the second sons or nephews of the old hunters."
"It's really hard for ordinary mountain people."
In fact.
Exchange spirits for government rewards.
It is one of the national policies set by the Dajing Dynasty, and the rewards such as hunting household registration, military merits, gold and silver, and treasure soldiers that are exempt from some miscellaneous taxes are used as bait to attract civil forces and hunt spirits.
When the spirits in the mountains are almost killed, the imperial court can send elite soldiers and fierce generals to occupy the mountains and forests in one fell swoop, open up the territory, expand the territory, and make countless profits.
For the vast majority of mountain people.
If you want to make a fortune and improve your personal class, the fastest and most cost-effective way is to kill a spirit in exchange for hunting status.
Although the hunter's household registration is far inferior to the official registration or the martial artist registration, he is also exempted from conscription and some miscellaneous taxes, and is eligible to purchase bows and crossbows.
In the entire Liuyang Town, the total number of hunters is only three to five hundred, and every new hunter will receive the attention of the townspeople and some forces.
Some Orions with the talent of martial arts will also be invited to become the guardians and outer disciples of the major forces in the town.
After getting a full 480 yuan, Chen Che was overjoyed in his heart.
A few hours ago, he was still a hero who was hard to beat a penny, and he was envious when he watched the hunters eat supper, and only after entering the mountain for a few hours at most, he got mountain goods worth hundreds of yuan.
"The mountains are rich and innumerable, and it is really a wise saying!"
Chen Che licked his lips and wanted to go back to his residence as soon as possible to rest, but the mountain road was running back and forth, consuming a lot, and he felt a little hungry, so he went to the breakfast shop next door.
Discharge 16 cents:
"Four oil cakes and two bowls of tofu brain."
A bowl of sweetness, absorbing sugar, quickly replenishing physical energy; A bowl of salty, plus some braised soup and pickled vegetables, can restore the salt in the body.
Kung Fu in the blink of an eye.
The food on the table was swept away.
"It smells so good!"
Chen Che was extremely satisfied, patted his round belly, and the feeling of being full was so wonderful~ full of happiness.
He wiped his mouth after eating, and strode towards Zhao Ru's house.
And at this time.
A group of hunters happened to talk about Zhao's mansion, Chen Che's heart moved, walked to a vendor, and bought two more oil cakes.
Taking advantage of this time, he heard some useful information about the Zhao Mansion.
"The iron tools of the Zhao sword shop, the quality is really not good, the same Pu knife, two by two, has always been the Fan knife Zhuang Sheng."
"It's not that Zhao Lengsong is too picky, always thinking about cutting corners, if it weren't for the fact that his family can often receive some orders for weapons, he wouldn't be able to do it a long time ago!"
"One is no treacherous business, treacherous treacherous, the other is no sharp business, the tip of the bamboo shoots, no wonder the business of Fan's knife village is getting better and better."
"I heard that Martial Master Fan is in urgent need of all kinds of spirit materials, and he wants to refine the demon knife with the corpses of seventy-two spirits and sell them to distinguished guests.
"Alas, near Xiangu Mountain, not to mention the spirits, there are not even a few hares......"
"If you want to hunt spirits, you have to go farther around Xiongxi, that group of Xiongxi is not easy to mess with, each of them is a good hand at making snakes, there is no martial artist to lead the team, where do you dare to go?"
In the outer city of Liuyang Town, there is an iron shop on the east and west sides.
One is located in the ancient city of tea horses, called "Zhao's sword shop", which is an important economic source of Zhao's house, and the other is in Chaifang, which is more than 100 years ago, an old knife customer washed his hands in a golden basin, and established a time-honored brand, especially good at knife making.
The two families have been hostile for many years, there are many suspicions, and bloody fights have broken out repeatedly, and the master of Zhao and the knife village are also collectively called "West Leng Song, East Fan Lie".
Listening to what many Orions said, Chen Che had a faint thought in his heart:
"There is no master here, there is a place to stay here, since he was persecuted by the Zhao Mansion, then, the hostile Fan Knife Village may be a good place to go......"
In the midst of discussions, Chen Che gradually drifted away, returned to the secluded back alley, pushed the door and entered the house, but saw that Zhao Ru was not in the room.
My heart suddenly emptied.
Chen Che sighed and poured out all the more than four hundred copper coins in his pocket.
"Ding Ding ~ Dang Dong ~"
One copper plate after another, rolling and colliding on the wooden bed, making a nice sound, as if to say, "Congratulations, you have money!" ”
It's just that.
Compared with the ransom money, it is really a drop in the bucket.
His worth is about nine taels, and Zhao Ru, as a skilled weaver girl, needs seventeen taels of silver, a total of twenty-six taels.
Besides, there was such an incident as the mountain god sacrifice, how could Master Zhao let a fugitive slave with a grudge go and regain his freedom? Ransom? Impossible!
"Cutting the grass and eradicating the roots, leaving no troubles, is Master Zhao's style of doing things!"
Chen Che thought for a long time, and suddenly recalled the casual words of the soap-robed little official when the Ji family shop had breakfast, and couldn't help but secretly pity:
"The strange snake on the old birch tree only shows signs of becoming a spirit, not a real spirit, killing it, although it can be exchanged for seven or eight taels of silver, but after all, it is not as good as hunting household registration."
As he spoke, he drifted away and fell asleep.
In a dream.
He used "thyme" to crisscross the mountains of the southern wilderness, made a fortune, lived in a mansion, raised beautiful maids, and married Zhao Ru with ten miles of silk scenery.
…………
Evening.
The clouds on the horizon are red like fire.
Zhao Ru hurriedly returned from the Zhao Mansion.
She sat at the dinner table, listened to Chen Che tell the story that happened last night, and learned that her man had earned more than 400 yuan single-handedly, and said in surprise:
"My father is an old hunter for more than 20 years, and he rarely earns more than 300 yuan in mountain goods after wandering around the mountains and forests all day."
Chen Che was a little absent-minded:
"If you can kill a spirit, you can get a hunter in exchange for ......
Before he finished speaking, he realized that he had said the wrong thing, and Zhao Ru's eyes were red, obviously recalling the sad thing.
Five years ago.
In order to obtain another hunting household registration, Zhao Ru's second brother went deep into the mountains of the Southern Wilderness, and when he was chasing a spirit, he accidentally fell and injured his leg.
Zhao's father didn't want his second son to be disabled, so he sold his thirteen or fourteen-year-old daughter to Zhao's house, plus his savings for many years, in exchange for precious medicinal materials for treating leg injuries.
This is the reason why Zhao Ru entered the government and became a slave.
Fortunately.
Mrs. Wang, the mother of the Zhao Mansion, thought that "the same surname is loved, and the house is uneasy", and the men of the Zhao family were not allowed to get close to Zhao Ru, and in the end, Chen Che was cheaper.