Chapter 1050 Thirty Catties of Gold Cake, the Rabbit Enters the Wolf's Mouth, and Catches Alive!

"Haha! Witness the Lord God! The leader of the big ship, give this biggest horse to me in exchange! I will give you ten gold cakes, take it!..."

"Huh? What's your expression like this? Silent, staring, motionless? Isn't that enough?...Then I'll give you another ten yuan!..."

"Hey! Leader of the big ship, your eyes are red! Don't you agree? Then I'll give you the remaining ten pieces! This bag of thirty gold cakes is all yours! That's right! It's all yours!...Haha! I only want that big horse!..."

In front of the camp in the snow, pieces of gold cakes, shining with the most attractive golden light, were piled into a small pile. They are like the most generous gifts from Buddha, just like the golden fruits produced by the golden Bodhi tree! That dazzling golden light reflected in the eyes of everyone in the country, shocking their hearts, and seemed to be redeeming their souls!

Facing a total of thirty kilograms of gold cakes, Murakami Ji, the boat leader, had red eyes, his mind was fluctuating violently, and he was speechless. This thirty kilograms of gold was placed in front of him. Although it was only a small pile, in his heart, it was a huge wealth of 2,400 kilograms! And if this huge amount of wealth were converted into rice, it would be more than 3,400 koku, enough to feed the two or three thousand Japanese people in the entire Minami Ezo land for a year! …

"Buddha! Thirty kilograms of gold!... If I can bring it back to Shengshan Pavilion...ah! The family leader Xin Guanggong will give me a reward!..."

Murakami Ji, the captain of the ship, stared at the red eyes, reflecting the dazzling golden light, and thought in his mind. Even at this time, what he wanted in his heart was to dedicate this gold to the family head in exchange for his family status and position rewards! This shows the stubborn concept of samurai loyalty in Kazuto society and the inescapable master-slave relationship.

The monk warrior Masumi Watanabe stood nearby, looking at the dazzling gold, his mind was shaking and he felt unspeakable uneasiness. However, the color of gold was too dazzling and dazzling, confusing people's hearts... He did not notice the source of uneasiness for a moment, and his heart was filled with longing and thinking about this windfall.

"Witness the great Bodhisattva Hachiman! If I had such a large sum of gold... I could return to the Ryuzoji family and regain the support of the family elders! ... And no matter what happens, I could also recruit a group of pirates and regain a foothold in Kyushu. !…”

"Witness the Lord God! The leader of the big ship, these thirty pieces of gold cake are my greatest sincerity! What do you think, do you want to change it? ... No? If not, then I will put it away..."

Exploration captain Zuvalo waited patiently for a while with a smile on his face. Then, he signaled to the kingdom warrior beside him to put away the gold cakes placed on the snow. But seeing this scene, the ship's leader Murakami Kidichi and the monk soldier Watanabe Masumi couldn't help but stretched out their hands at the same time and called out in a low voice.

"no!…"

"Don't accept it!..."

The two of them looked at each other for a few breaths. Murakami Yimichi, the boat leader, his face darkened, his eyes turned red, and he yelled at Masumi Watanabe.

"Watanabe-kun! The Buddha has witnessed that this is the head of the family's Jurchen horse! Even if it is exchanged for the gold of the clan leader, it is still the gold of the Oyezaki family!..."

".Um."

Watanabe Masumi, the monk soldier, pursed his lips, thinking of the eight or nine Oyezaki family samurai under Murakami Yomichi, and the eight or nine Korean sailors under his own... He was silent for a moment, nodded slightly, and took two steps back.

"Murakami-kun, you are right...you can make your own decision!..."

Murakami Jidong's expression softened slightly. He looked at the simple but powerful leader of the Deer Division and hesitated for a moment, until he looked unhappy and asked again, then nodded with difficulty.

"Sukeichiro, go and bring that big Jurchen horse over here!...Sukeichiro! Suichiro!!"

"Uh! Huh?...Yes! Yes! Murakami followed..."

Murakami Jitong shouted three times, and the horse breeder, Sukeichiro, was shocked and came to his senses. He reluctantly looked away from the piles of gold, then turned back three times at a time to go to the stable to fetch the horse. Not just him, almost all the Japanese warriors and Korean sailors in the camp were attracted by the pile of gold placed on the snow, as if they were attracted by the scent of carnivorous flowers. Like flies...

"Blessed by Bodhisattva! Blessed by Bodhisattva!... The adults are all stunned by the gold!... But after all, they are the northern tribes who came on reindeer, and they are barbarians who can eat people!..."

Behind the crowd, shipwright Jin Shanshu huddled among a group of North Korean sailors, looking at the transaction scene ahead with unconcealable worry on his face. In his opinion, as long as these deer barbarians don't kill anyone, no matter what they ask for, just give it to them and send them away as soon as possible. But now Lu Yi took out a pile of gold to buy the horse, but the team of Zheyang Ship took advantage of it. No matter how you look at it, something is wrong.

"Old people say that suffering is a blessing, and you should be patient while you are alive... But now, the adults are taking advantage of these fierce barbarians... The white-robed Bodhisattva who saves the suffering! Please! Let me go back alive..."

However, the gold boatman's whispered prayer was not heard by Murakami Yimichi. He was just calculating in his mind, calculating how much more ship supplies this huge fortune of 2,400 guan would be able to buy for Katsuyamakan, and how many more samurai he would be able to support for the Uyizaki family!

"Buddha appears! The Jurchen horse is gone. You can go to the other side of Huatai next year and go to Shantao tribes to exchange for another batch! But if you miss this sum of gold, it will be hard for even the Buddha to tolerate!..."

Murakami Ji's eyes were red, and he handed the reins of the Jurchen horse to Zuwaro's hand with one hand, and pointed to the gold cake on the ground with the other hand, asking the two warriors of the Oyezaki family to put it away.

Zuvalo's eyes flashed slightly, and he nodded with a smile. He didn't look at the golden cake on the ground, but carefully looked at the big Jurchen horse in his hand, which was as tall as a person. And the horse squinted its eyes slightly, glanced at him, let out a breath from its nose, and then neighed twice in demonstration.

"Law! Law!"

"Well…"

Zuwaro was about to reach out to touch the horse's back when he was sprayed in the face by the horse. He touched his nose, temporarily suppressed the idea of ​​teasing the horse, turned around, and sent a questioning look to the warrior captain Shi Jian. Shi Jian nodded slightly and replied in the affirmative. Only then did Zuvalo lead the horse himself, and walked behind the warrior calmly.

"Headman of the Deer Department, wait! Wait! Stop!...We have other goods that we can exchange with you!..."

Seeing Zuwaro turn around while leading the horse, Murakami Jitong, who was looking at the golden boat, suddenly called to stop. Zuwaro's heart trembled, but his face was completely normal. He looked at Murakami with doubtful eyes, but saw that the other party touched the samurai Tsukiyo's head and made a waiting gesture.

Then, Murakami Jitong gave a few instructions to Suichiro. The horse breeder Suichiro ran happily to the simple stable, and carrying two straw bags, he trotted hard on the snow and came to Zuwaro's side. But as soon as he approached, the Jurchen Dama let out a low cry, and impatiently moved his head towards him.

"The one from the Deer Department, the one with gold, the big boss! This one is for horse feeding, peas. This one is also for horse feeding, soybeans!... This big Jurchen horse is picky about its food, so it must have bean feed...bean feed! Food, beans for horses! We have it in the camp, and we can give it to you in exchange!… There are also iron tools and wine…”

"Huh? God bless you! ...These two bags of round beans...could they be the new crops in the New World mentioned in His Majesty's prophecy?!"

Zuvalo handed the horse rope in his hand to the burly Xiong Da. Then, he reached out and took the two bags of beans, took out a few of each and looked at them. One bag contains white dried peas, and the other bag contains yellow dried soybeans. I don’t know whether they are raw or cooked, and whether they can be grown...

Thinking of this, Zuvalo took out two beans, put them in his mouth and chewed them amidst the dissatisfied neighing of the Jurchen horse. His eyes lit up when he tasted the hard and raw taste.

"Praise the Lord God! They are raw beans, they should be able to be planted!..."

"Uh... Head of the Deer Division, these beans are for horses... Of course humans can eat them too, but they have to be boiled with water... How about it? Do you still have gold? Do you want to exchange it?..."

"Haha! Okay, very good, the Lord God has blessed me well!..."

Zuvarro smiled, looked at the two bags of beans in his hands, and then looked at the eager horse breeder Sukeichiro. This rare horse breeder is really like "the rabbit goes into the wolf's mouth and food comes to your doorstep". But this is good, as it saves you from using your hands later and accidentally hacking him to death...

"The leader of Shikabe? What do you say?..."

Horse breeder Sukeichiro opened his eyes wide and looked at Zuvalo's expression expectantly. Zuvalo smiled innocently, reached into his arms and touched it, and unexpectedly found another golden amulet! Then, with a kind smile on his face, he handed the golden talisman into Sukeichiro's hands.

"Praise the Lord God! This piece is for you!"

"Ah! It's gold! It's really gold! What?...You mean, give it to me? Ah! Buddha! This gold cake belongs to me?!..."

Hearing this, Sukeichiro immediately opened his eyes wide and tightly grasped the golden amulet of the Lord God in his right hand, as if he was holding his own wealth and life. He turned his head, glanced at Murakami Jitong's reaction, and made another half-person gesture. Murakami pondered for a while, nodded slightly, and the two of them instantly smiled. But while they were smiling and laughing, the look in their eyes when they looked at each other suddenly changed, revealing fear at the same time!

"Sukeichiro! Be careful Lu Yi..."

"Murakami follows...look to the left!..."

"boom!!"

The spear struck hard and accurately hit the side of Sukeichiro's neck. His whole body was shaken by severe pain, his vision suddenly went dark, and he fell sideways into the soft snow. The moment he fell, he was still holding the golden amulet tightly in his right hand, and a command that was as cold as the cold wind but could not be understood came from his ears.

"Do it! Capture prisoners! Capture them alive!!..."