Chapter 70 Zhu Silang Led Troops to Fight in Ming Dynasty for the ‘First Time’

Chapter 70 Zhu Silang led troops to fight in Ming Dynasty for the ‘first time’

“It’s OK. Zhu Di smiled and said implicitly: “We set the price, one tael of silver for a grilled fish…”

“One tael!”

Zhou Lang exclaimed, his eyes wide open like copper bells, and asked: “How is the sales situation? Is anyone buying?”

“It’s OK, we are not greedy, we only sell fifty a day, this fish is what we deliberately left yesterday.” Zhu Di smiled and pointed at the grilled fish between the two of them.

Gulp!

Zhou Lang swallowed hard.

Fifty taels of silver every night!

Only one sentence, it’s OK?

I couldn’t help but give a thumbs up, “Mr. Zhu, you are this!”

“One tael of silver grilled fish, you have to eat more!”

As he said, he hurriedly put the fish meat into his mouth.

Zhu Di smiled and shook his head: “Don’t think that we seem to have made some money, but there are constant troubles. ”

“They were sneaking around doing small business and were targeted by the gangsters on the riverbank.”

“How dare they!” Zhou Lang glared and asked, “Mr. Zhu, who are they? I’ll help you deal with them!”

He was worried that he would not have the chance to repay him.

Zhu Di smiled and shook his head to refuse, “We already have a way to deal with these people, but it may cause some trouble.”

“I need your help.”

Zhou Lang was regretting that he had no chance. Hearing this, he patted his chest and said, “Don’t worry, Mr. Zhu, I know that my close friends and colleagues will never get involved.”

“If others cause trouble for you, we will take care of it for you! ”

Avoid violent conflict with all the people in other villages.

It is to avoid the intervention of the county government.

The county government will not intervene in such a small conflict as teaching a lesson to the young hooligans alone.

But it will definitely alarm the yamen officers in charge of the area.

Even if the conflict is downgraded, Zhu Di is just a farmer now.

Farmers are naturally at a disadvantage to their superiors.

So, Zhou Lang's help is needed to prevent other yamen officers in charge of the area from intervening in this matter.

Zhu Di smiled and raised his glass: "I toast you."

"I dare not, I toast Mr. Zhu." Zhou Lang raised his glass with both hands.

After drinking, Zhou Lang reminded: "Mr. Zhu, it's okay for farmers to do some small business, but your business is a bit big."

Fifty taels of silver every night!

It's more than a bit big!

This way of making money is simply robbing money!

"I will get the appreciation of the county master as soon as possible."

"As long as you can talk to the county master, you don't have to worry even if someone reports this matter to the county master! "

Although the business of Tuqiao Village is a bit too big.

But in fact, this kind of thing can be ignored.

Scholars who pass down farming and reading from generation to generation should not be allowed to do business, right?

But which gentry family does not have a shop in the county? Which family does not do some business? When has the government ever intervened?

Zhou Lang is very confident that as long as he can get the appreciation of the county magistrate, this seemingly big thing will not be a big deal!

"That's not good." Zhu Di smiled and declined tactfully: "You just got the appreciation of the county magistrate, and you asked the county magistrate for help, which will give people a sense of self-righteousness."

"Our fish selling is only a short-term behavior. We will stop doing it after the corvée is over. It is unlikely that it will be heard by the county magistrate."

Zhou Lang looked at Zhu Di gratefully, raised his glass and drank it all: "Mr. Zhu, you have considered me, a humble man, and I have nothing to repay you. As I said, in the future, if Mr. Zhu can be of use, I will go through fire and water without hesitation! "

Zhu Di smiled and nodded.

Lunch was over.

Zhou Lang personally sent Zhu Di to the river bank.

As soon as Zhou Lang left, Uncle Ba and others gathered around and asked in a low voice: "Silang, Zhou Yayi personally sent you down, the matter should be settled, right?"

"After we teach the young scoundrel a lesson, he will come forward to prevent other yamen runners from intervening, right?"

Zhu Di smiled and nodded. [6][9][s][h][u][x][.][c][o][m]

After getting Zhu Di's confirmation, the villagers immediately breathed a sigh of relief and happily devoted themselves to repairing the river bank.

The people should not fight with the officials.

The young scoundrels are not scary.

Everyone is afraid of the yamen runners intervening.

...

On that day, Tuqiao Village purchased an additional share of 50 fish, which really made all the villagers on the river bank very happy.

The young scoundrels who mixed in with the people looked very ugly.

That night, Zhu Di and his team sold out all 50 fish in a short time.

That night, Zhu Di and his team took turns to rest and keep watch.

It was a peaceful night.

…

The next evening.

They sold out early, without waiting for customers to go ashore to make reservations.

They packed up and returned to the shed.

They waited for the villagers who were watching the excitement outside to disperse and calm down.

Zhu Di said to everyone: "It has been almost two days since we increased the purchase quota to 100 fish, and the hardworking villagers have been stabilized."

"The young scoundrels on the river bank also have enough time to conspire."

"With their limited patience, there is a high possibility that they will take action tonight."

"Everyone take the time to rest."

A young man scratched his head and said: "Fourth brother, will these young scoundrels take action when we rest?"

"No!" Eighth uncle answered for Zhu Di unhappily: "Use your brain more."

"Before midnight, there are many flower boats on the river outside. "

"The villagers in the various sheds watched the flower boats, and even those who didn't watch couldn't sleep well because of the noise on the river. "

"These young hooligans are not stupid, they won't choose this time to take action. "

...

Everyone made fun of the young man who asked questions, simply cleaned up and fell asleep in a hurry.

The lights in the shed went out.

Zhu Di sat on the couch and rested against the bamboo pole.

This way, you can ensure you don't fall into deep sleep.

As long as there is any disturbance outside, he can respond immediately and alert the villagers.

Although it is deduced that it is impossible for the green-skinned bastard to take action before Zi Shi.

But what if they are all idiots?

What if I just act stupidly and choose my son?

This situation is not impossible.

…

The night is getting darker.

After the child's hour.

The river gradually tightened.

Loud snores, like a competition, came and went in the unsoundproof shed.

Zhu Di was woken up by snoring.

Lift up the curtain and judge the time based on the height of the moon.

Then tiptoeing to the ground.

"Uncle Eighth, wake up."

"Uncle Six..."

…

Wake everyone up one by one.

Everyone started working in the dark, rubbing their sleepy eyes, and according to the pre-planned plan, they pulled out the prepared sticks from under the bed board.

Holding the stick, he sat quietly by the bed.

Zhu Di lowered his voice and asked, "Are you all ready?"

"alright!"

"Roll up the curtain at the back, let's ambush behind the shed."

"Be gentle and don't wear shoes."

…

After a while, everyone moved from the shed to the back of the shed.

Under the moonlight, everyone leaned against the shed, holding their breath and waiting nervously.

Uncle Eight asked in a low voice: "Shiro, why did you change the plan?"

The original plan was for them to wait in the shed.

Now, it's a bit like during a war, leaving an empty camp for the enemy, waiting for the enemy to plunge into it.

Zhu Di looked up at the pale moon and whispered: "Uncle Eighth, do you think I think those green-skinned bastards are too kind?"

"Is it possible that they could be more ruthless and not afraid of causing harm to people?"

"For example, just burn the shed on fire!"

"The fire is burning, and we can't organize ourselves. In the panic, I'm afraid we can only run for our lives. If one rushes out, they will deal with one!"

"To be on the safe side, let's leave an empty shed."

Uncle Eight understood, nodded and said: "I can't say for sure, who cares, anyway, we are safer this way, this decision is the right one!"

Zhu Di smiled and warned: "Uncle Eighth, we must organize the villagers. When it comes to fighting, the villagers are really not as good as the green-skinned bastards."

"We have to bring everyone back safely and safely."

Uncle Eight smiled and nodded: "Although your martial arts are good, you must be careful."

After the two reached an agreement, they stopped talking.

The entire river embankment was filled with nothing but the sounds of snoring, wind, water flow, and cicada chirping.

Suddenly it became extremely quiet...

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