Chapter 110: A village fights the famous sword Liu

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"Bad luck ......" Zi Baifeng rubbed his nose, but he didn't expect to meet a person who had no eyesight, but he didn't see that he was actually a master.

What kind of mortal people, delusional to meet the immortals, grandma's Lao Tzu immortals are about to kill a dozen, a fart, a face!

"What are you laughing at, let's go!" Seeing that Yan Lao Wu was still laughing, Zibai was not angry, and he was going to negotiate the price with these guys, but now he didn't plan to do anything.

Gotta go home.

Seeing that Zi Baifeng was gone, the other villagers also hurriedly followed, Yan Dafu's son was originally pulling the car, but now he threw the car to his father, and he stepped forward, he wanted to help Zi Baifeng lead the donkey, looking at his sparkling eyes, he seemed to be extremely curious and envious of Zi Baifeng.

Who knew that Lu Dao Treading Snow still didn't look down on this kid, seeing his hand stretched out, he opened his mouth to bite, he quickly withdrew his hand, and then Treading Snow held his head high, ahhhh

As soon as he went out, Zi Baifeng saw a few villagers hiding in the corner, looking timidly at this side.

"It's from Daoliu Village. Seeing those villagers, Yan Lao Wu paired with Bai Fengdao.

Daoliu Village is the village of Erhei, and it is also the village where Liu Ziyan was the head of the village, and it is also a village under Zibaifeng at this time.

"There are a few more who wish the temple. Yan Dafu's son also said excitedly that he was very nervous to be able to talk to Zi Baifeng.

"I remember that the people in the temple don't pick jade. Zi Baifeng lowered his voice and asked. Daoliu Village is jade mining, but it is not the main business, there is an iron mine in Daoliu Village, they have many blacksmiths there, and once produced a famous knife, so there is the name of Daoliu Village. However, when they came back, the iron ore was also depleted like jade, and their life was extremely difficult, and they were the most difficult in these villages. But Zhu temple is not much jade, from the name of this village can be heard, Zhu means male witch, they are there is a male witch temple, it is said that the ancestors have been out of the immortals, the descendants of the gods and gods, many people out of the Lang, on the long flag, fortune telling, see feng shui, is the inheritance of the ancestral family business. Now there are a few in Xiayan Village, and they can be regarded as generals under the command of the blind mother-in-law.

"It is estimated that the ancestors went up to the mountains to hunt and found the jade along the way. "Searching for jade is also a technical work, Yan's search for jade is one of the must, the "Jade Sutra" left by their ancestors is part of the reason, and the other part is because they are naturally good at finding jade, and they have a bloodline advantage. Other villages are a little worse, but if you are looking for jade from generation to generation, you have also accumulated a lot of lessons.

But it's not that other people don't have the opportunity to find jade, and it's not a strange thing to live in Bird and Mouse Mountain and pick up a few sporadically, as has happened in previous years.

They don't make a living looking for jade, and they don't have any special feelings for jade, just when this thing is jelly-colored silver, and there is no psychological burden on selling jade. These days, most of the people who come to sell jade here are such people.

"It seems that the old Liu family is hungry. Yan Lao Wu sighed and said, once the famine year comes, the people of all sizes in the temple will scatter and wander the streets and alleys, half begging and half divining, which can be regarded as a kind of livelihood. But most of the people in Daoliu Village are blacksmiths, and a small half are jade workers, and the two pillars have been out of work recently, and in previous years, Daoliu Village was a richer village than the Yan family.

"If they want to sell, just sell it......" Zi Baifeng can't control them a lot, almost no one in Daoliu Village comes to Xiayan Village, sticking to his own village, Zi Baifeng doesn't want to care about them much, but there is one thing Zi Baifeng has to take into account, that is, Erhei's family is in Daoliu Village.

Before Zi Baifeng set off to Mengcheng, Dad and Erhei also went to Daoliu Village, and they planned to take Erhei's old lady over.

Erhei also had an older brother back then, but he died in an accident when he was a teenager. Erhei's father also left the root of the disease because of sadness, plus overwork, he also went some time ago, leaving only an old lady at home to take care of by neighbors. At that time, Daoliu Village had not yet reached the point where he couldn't eat, and when Zijian took Erhei away, he also left some silver money for Erhei. But now the years are too bad, it is difficult to ensure that she is not bullied at home as a woman, and Zijian has long planned to take her over and live in his original yard.

Zijian gave Erhei the pocket money, Erhei was reluctant to spend it, and quietly saved it. On weekdays, Erhei went to repair the grinding plate, Zi Baifeng also calculated his salary, and went up the mountain to find a few pieces of jade, Erhei couldn't sit still, and he told his father that he wanted to send some food to his mother.

Zijian liked this child's filial piety, and as soon as he summed it up, he decided to let Zibai take them along the way, and when he returned, he would bring them back.

Now the journey of dozens of miles is really nothing for Zi Baifeng, a matter of one foot on the accelerator.

sent Yan Dafu and his son back to Yan Village, and left Yan Lao Wu behind to supervise them to put the jade back - the others ran back directly, and Zi Baifeng's boat was not something that anyone could sit on.

Then Zi Baifeng turned around and went straight to Daoliu Village.

Daoliu Village is at the very edge of Zibaifeng's territory, far away from Mengcheng, but the waterway is very smooth, it is said that Daoliu Village used here to transport iron ore and iron tools in previous years.

Like other villages, Daoliu Village is also on the hillside, looking at it from a distance, there are still some mine holes and tunnels on the hillside, and there are many furnaces at both ends of the creek, one side is a large urn-like container, and the other side is a one-person high bellows, which is used for iron smelting in Daoliu Village.

Next to the stove, there were often anvils and hammers, but now they were rusted and the bellows were almost rotten.

Erhei's family, in fact, is not unprofessional, these bellows, some wooden facilities in the tunnel, are from the hands of his ancestors, and his father is also a must to make bellows.

Next to the waterway, there is also a wharf, which has also been abandoned at this time, Zi Baifeng waited next to the wharf for a while, but did not see his father coming, and was a little puzzled.

They had made an appointment, and they were waiting here at about this hour, why was there no one?

Nothing is going on.

Zi Baifeng hesitated, patted the two koi fish, admonished them, and then jumped off the boat and walked in the direction of the village. Treading snow followed and jumped off the boat, shook in the barren grass for a while, and saw a black-clothed long-faced young man following closely behind Zi Baifeng.

It is not the first time that Zibaifeng has come to Daoliu Village, Daoliu Village is built on the mountain, it seems to be to prevent fires, there is very little grass and trees in the village, the houses are built with stones, and there is an iron-making furnace at the door of every house, but at this time the grass is about to grow on these stoves.

As soon as I entered Daoliu Village, I heard a noisy shouting, and there were also the voices of Zijian and Erhei.

Hearing that although their voices were loud, they were not very anxious, Zi Baifeng was relieved.

As I walked all the way, I saw an empty field in the middle of the village, full of people.

A gray-haired middle-aged man stood in the crowd, this person Zi Baifeng knew, Liu Dadao, the patriarch of Dao Liu Village, he was saying something loudly, he was very excited, and the one standing next to him was Zi Baifeng and Ke Xiucai, Dao Liu Village Zheng Liu Ziyan.

Liu Ziyan is actually also from Daoliu Village, the people of Daoliu Village have been mining and smelting iron for generations, and all the skeletons are very thick, no wonder Liu Ziyan is so tall and big, not like a showman, it turned out to be a blacksmith.

There was a lot of noise and shouting in the empty field, I am afraid that there were more than 200 people, the water around the elderly and children was impassable, Zi Baifeng and others were crowded behind, and only a few children saw it and didn't care much.

"Fellow fathers and fellow villagers, I also know what you are worried about, but we have been striking iron for generations in Liu Village, and in addition to striking iron, we don't have any skills that we can handle...... Anyway, there is no food in the village now, and it is useless to keep these iron tools, it is better to melt them and fight some blades, I heard that the south is now at war, if you can sell it to the south, maybe you can sell it for a good price......"

Zi Baifeng's eyes widened, and then he noticed that the people in the crowd were carrying iron pots, shovels, shovels and shovels or something, why did they think they were going to fight in a group, and Zijian, Erhei and Erhei Niang were also in the crowd, carrying a piece of iron family, and from time to time they echoed or opposed.

And in the middle of the empty field, there are already some iron pots and iron pots and so on. There are many more iron tools in Daoliu Village than in other places, and in other places except hunting knives, who is willing to use iron to make other things?

Could it be that this is smashing the pot to make steel?

Zi Baifeng's eyes widened, looking at the middle-aged man shouting loudly in the middle, this guy really has ideas!

This kind of thing of smashing pots to make steel, how to hear it seems very unreliable, the reason is that everyone knows it, and there were even people who took a pot and added water to boil iron, thinking that after boiling for a hundred days, they could boil iron into molten iron. But what was that era? Western countries started watching TV. Steelmaking by local methods is two thousand years behind.

But what era is this? Who are these people? They are all experts in iron-making, and the added value of weapons has always been very high, and if they melt down the household goods that they don't use at home, smelt them into steel, and sell them into weapons to sell in the war-torn south, they are making war money! As we all know, war money is a huge profit---provided that they can get money alive.

This guy ...... What a talent!

No wonder Daddy is here to join in the fun, I guess Daddy also thinks this thing is reliable.

Zi Baifeng and Taxue squeezed to Daddy's side, and when Daddy saw that Zi Baifeng was also here, he introduced Erhei Niang, and then raised his finger and pointed at Liu Dadao, who was talking, and said, "I think it makes sense, what do you think?"

"It makes sense, it's just too difficult to operate. Zi Baifeng frowned, the big crane came from the south, and Zi Baifeng also understood the general situation, but from here to the place of war in the south, there were seven or eight hundred miles, and when it came to the place where the war was in chaos, how to find a buyer, how to sell things, how to get the money, how to come back safely, it was a problem.

"It's better than starving to death, isn't it?" Zijian sighed, the two fathers and sons had also discussed the issue of Daoliu Village, and felt that the people of Daoliu Village were not old-fashioned, and they would rather starve to death than go to Xiayan Village to eat relief food, who knew that they were also actively saving themselves.

Seeing this, Zi Baifeng felt that his township was not as difficult as he imagined, and these three thousand villagers were not three thousand chickens, they only knew that they were eating with their mouths open, and they didn't know that they were looking for food by themselves, they were all human beings, and they were all fine.