Chapter 210: I Regret It so Much
After walking for a while, the old man took a few steps forward and turned around to look at them with a smile. Read М
He smiled and waved at the thieves: "Hurry up, we'll be there soon, just a few more steps."
"Really just a few more steps?"
"Just a few more steps."
Then just a few more steps.
Bang...
Seven or eight thieves fell into a trap. Dead branches and rotten leaves fell all over their bodies, heads and faces.
If they didn't know they were being tricked, they would be really stupid.
"You're tricking us?"
The leader was furious. Seeing that the old man dared to look at them, he raised his head and cursed at the old man.
The old man just smiled and didn't say anything. Soon, a dozen people came out of the woods from nowhere and surrounded the trap.
A dozen strong men on top poked their heads into the trap: "We were just teasing you."
"Yes, who told you to be so stupid."
"I told you to follow me, so you follow me?"
"I told you to die, so you follow me?"
After being scolded by the people of Baijiazhai for a long time, the thieves became more and more angry. They cursed in the trap, jumped and climbed, and tried to climb to the hole.
The people on top watched the fun and teased them leisurely. One came up and shot another down with a wooden gun. One came up and stabbed another.
The thieves in the trap grabbed something and threw it out. The people outside shrank their heads and couldn't hit them. The thieves were so angry that they screamed.
Have you forgotten when you pretended to be a caravan and played the people in the village around?
The people who were fooled that day were also angry and picked up things to throw them into the trap. The people in the trap hugged and jumped and hid.
Finally, he couldn't stand it anymore. The leader was covered with dirt, branches and rotten leaves. He squatted in the circle surrounded by his brothers with his head in his hands and shouted: "That's enough. What do you want to do?"
Zhaizhu Zhong's head appeared at the entrance of the cave: "What do you want to do? I want to ask you what you want to do. Take our mountain products and sell them. I'm afraid you will make a lot of money?"
The thief boss looked up and said: "Is it you?"
"Isn't it me? We were beaten by you and looked for you in the county. We couldn't find you, so we all admitted defeat. I didn't expect you to come to us."
The leader regretted it when he heard it.
Is he crazy? He thinks the mountain people are stupid and wants to rob them again. He also fantasizes about catching them to work for him, and they don't have to do anything, just lie down and eat.
Who would have thought that he would be blinded by geese after hunting them all day. He regrets it.
Siyuan and Siyuan caught them one by one and let the villagers beat them up to vent their anger.
They also looted all the silver and money on them.
The gang of thieves sold their mountain products and got more than 200 taels, half of which they had squandered. Together with the dozen taels they had, they looted more than 120 taels in total.
After interrogating them, they knew that this was all they had.
The people in Baijia Village did not kill them. They blindfolded them and took them around in the mountains before taking them out of the mountains.
They were originally going to take them to Renzhou to hand them over to the governor, but they didn't expect to meet a group of traffickers on the way, so they packed the eight of them and gave them 40 taels of silver.
As for where the traffickers took them, it was not their business. Anyway, they didn't take their lives.
When Siyuan and the others returned to the village, they were excited when they saw the pile of silver.
First, they paid back the money that Su Qing'an had paid in advance, and the remaining money was divided among everyone according to the amount of goods handed over.
Although they lost half of their money, it was still better than not getting anything at all.
Everyone felt like they had recovered what they had lost. They almost cried when they held the silver.
The village chief Zhong was also relieved. Everyone returned his silver to him.
The village chief Zhong thought that such troublesome things should be left to the young people in the future. He was old and planned to enjoy a peaceful life.
After this incident, the villagers in the village did not have so many objections to Su Qing'an's decision. In addition to doing some physical work, they should not think about these troublesome things, so as not to lose the big for the small.
And this time, a few thieves almost sneaked into the village, and everyone felt a sense of crisis. The guards were more attentive.
Every day, they surrounded Siyuan Siyuan and asked them to teach one or two moves.
Su Qing'an discussed with the village chief Zhong and gathered all the men in the village, asking them to practice with Siyuan Siyuan for one hour each in the morning and afternoon to practice their muscles and moves.
Occasionally, she would take Siyuan or Siyuan to visit the villages to see the construction of defense works, and occasionally go to her mountain to see it. Occasionally, she would walk around the mountain with the village chief Zhong to find a place to build a market.
This was the next big thing. It must be a flat, large place, and not far from the villages. It was related to the interests of the 28 villages.
Lu and Ruyi followed the women in the village to dig bamboo shoots, dry them, and pickle them.
Ever since the kids in the village ate the bamboo shoots made by Su Qingmei, they went home to learn how to cook them. The women in the village also went to the bamboo forest to find bamboo fungus and dig bamboo shoots. Then they came to Su Qingmei's house to ask her how to make bamboo shoots.
Su Qingmei taught the dish to Lu, and Lu cooked it for the women in the village.
Then all the women in the village went into the bamboo forest whenever they had time.
The half-grown boys also loved to go into the bamboo forest now.
In the past, they watched their father and brothers go hunting in the mountains. They were too young, so the adults didn't take them with them. They just watched with envy. But since they ate the delicious bamboo rats, they ran to the bamboo forest every day.
Bamboo rats had never been eaten by anyone before, so the children had a lot of harvests every day.
They caught one or two to add to the family's dishes, and won praise from the adults at home. The half-grown boys went to the bamboo forest more frequently.
And Su Qingmei used the money from selling bamboo shoots last time to buy candy for the children and made cakes for them. The children liked to run to Su Qingmei's house even more.
Xiaobao played with a group of big children every day and had a lot of fun.
He jumped up and down every day, and his appetite increased a lot.
With someone to play with him, Su Qingmei also worried less. When she was free, she ran out of the mountain a few times. When she came back and saw the dozen sacks of tea seeds piled up at home, she was worried again.
How to squeeze oil from them?
Transport them to Renzhou?
It's a hassle to go back and forth on the road. It doesn't seem to be worth it. It's time-consuming and labor-intensive. And if tea trees are planted in the future, there will be more tea fruits, which will be even more time-consuming, labor-intensive and expensive.
Can this problem be solved in the village?
The villagers usually eat animal oil. She asked the village chief Zhong. Although each village is self-sufficient, she has never heard of any village with an oil press workshop.
She went to Su Ergu's oil mill to see the tools for oil pressing. She remembered the general appearance and understood the principle, but how to make it?
Su Qingmei tried hard to think about the set of oil pressing tools she saw in Su Ergu's oil mill...
In the end, she had no clue.
Now is the time to pick tea fruits. There are so many tea fruits on the mountains near Baijia Village. I'm afraid there are also some on other mountains.
During this period, Su Qingmei spent a lot of money, but she didn't make any money at all.
Should she buy some tea fruits?