Chapter 166 Money Is Killing People (4)

It's just that the expression is still very hesitant, "This matter is very important, and I don't know if it is because of our village that this disaster has happened. At the beginning, my father hesitated for a few days before leaving, and then he never came back."

King Jing glanced at Deputy Commander Lin, then turned and went into the house. Deputy Commander Lin led the young man to follow.

"Say it."

The boy told the truth about what he knew.

It turned out that the boy's father was Lizheng of this village. This village is called Shangshan Village, and it is a small village with only a few dozen families.

Backed by the Dahei Mountain, this village is located in a remote area. It used to be very poor. It was not until King Jing promoted the planting of high-yield crops such as potatoes and sweet potatoes that everyone gradually ate their stomachs.

The men in the village are farming and the women are weaving. Life is very poor, but it is much better than in previous years. There is a good feudal lord who cuts taxes in times of famine, snowstorms, etc., and everyone's life is gradually getting better.

It was very peaceful at first, but one day a villager in the village went up the mountain to pick up stones and build a pigsty.

As I said before, this Shangshan Village is backed by the Dahei Mountain. There are few trees on the Dahei Mountain, but there are many stones. Many villagers built houses or built pig pens and sheep pens, and they all went directly to Dahei Mountain to pick up some suitable large stones and use them.

The stones used to build the pigsty are too big to be carried, and too small to be used, so he took a lot of thought and brought back a basket of stones.

When I came back to build the pigsty, I found that there was a stone of the wrong color. How should I put it, it was silver. It's not all silver, but it's mixed with a large area of ​​silver.

The reason why Daheishan is called Daheishan is because most of its stones are black. This suddenly picked out a piece of silver, which was really surprising.

Many villagers came to watch it lively, and the boy's father also came to see it.

Lizheng took a look, and thought it was wrong no matter how he looked at it, so he asked the stone to go and said to take it back to have a look.

After returning, he hugged the stone and wondered why there was silver in the black stone, and the silver gleamed under the candlelight. Later, he really didn't think enough, so he used the most primitive method to smash the stone.