Chapter 927 Refugees

"Master Jiang, Li Tieniu, let's not beat around the bush. It was my fault that I, Lin Dawang, had poor vision in the past, but the villagers of Linjia Village were not at fault. Let's not talk about the past. I just hope that Master Jiang and Li Tieniu can lead us to do business together in the future.

We can make money together. Master Jiang, I know you are very capable, and we are just ordinary people, so I ask you to give us some advice. In the future, our two villages will help each other and be brothers.

We can make money together and face difficulties together."

Lin Dawang was straightforward.

He poured out everything.

Li Tieniu was speechless.

Just now, Lin Dawang seemed to be asking for punishment, but he became humble in an instant.

It was a very powerful method.

Jiang Xiaoxiao looked at Lin Dawang with interest. This Lin Dawang was a talent.

Completely different from Li Tieniu.

If such a person is used well, he is like a knife, and it is not easy to point the blade at someone.

They are still very weak now, so it is better to have less trouble than more.

Of course! Jiang Xiaoxiao thinks more long-term.

If there is a large group of bandits or foreigners looting, Li Tieniu and his men alone are not really invincible.

Eighteen people are still too weak.

I have never heard of a village being massacred by hundreds of bandits.

Survival does not depend on fighting alone.

It is not a bad thing that Lin Dawang wants to tie them up with a rope.

"Brother Lin, I can give you instructions, but giving instructions means you have to listen to me. I wonder if you think it is okay? If you don't listen to my command, you won't make money, and you may even be killed. I am not deceiving you."

It's not that Jiang Xiaoxiao can't help.

I just don't know if Lin Dawang can listen to it.

No one can make all the money at once.

Lin Dawang became excited when he heard it. Since Mr. Jiang agreed, it would be easy.

"Mr. Jiang, don't worry. All of us in Linjia Village listen to you. We will do whatever you say."

He was thinking about the white snowflake salt. For the sake of money, it was no big deal to ask him to obey.

Even if he was asked to call Mr. Jiang "ancestor", it would be fine.

Jiang Xiaoxiao smiled and said, "Brother Lin, how much private salt do you have left? Leave it and don't sell it."

Lin Dawang was dumbfounded. Don't sell it! ?

"Mr. Jiang, we still have 2,000 kilograms of private salt. You also know that we brought back a lot of private salt last time. In the past few days since we came back, we have only sold more than 2,000 kilograms. The remaining 2,000 kilograms are like a firecracker.

It's not safe to leave it at home. If something goes wrong, someone will report it, and the whole village will lose their heads. Even if they don't report it, they will have to pay taxes immediately. These salts really can't be left."

Lin Dawang was so anxious that he got angry.

Who would rush to put this private salt at home without fear of losing his head.

"Li Tieniu, take two people to teach them how to make snowflake salt, and then send it to the Wu family to exchange for silver, and build the city wall like us."

Li Tieniu agreed happily, not at all upset by Jiang Xiaoxiao's words.

"Okay, Brother Lin, let's go."

Lin Dawang asked stupidly, "Can you make snowflake salt?"

Who are you kidding!

If someone in Lijia Village knew how to make snowflake salt, would Lijia Village have declined to this point today?

Li Tieniu pulled him away, "Come with me, find two smart, patient and meticulous boys, I will teach you how to make snowflake salt, this snowflake salt was the idea of ​​Mr. Jiang.

It is said that it is recorded in ancient books. We can't read a single word, so it's no wonder we don't know it. It is said that scholars are powerful. Now I know that Mr. Jiang is a good scholar, and it is really easy for him to get some silver casually.

Follow Mr. Jiang in the future, and everyone will have a good life. Listening to Mr. Jiang is definitely right."

Lin Dawang was dizzy, and his mind was like thunder.

Master Jiang is really amazing! ?

After a day, seeing the white snowflake salt really coming out of his hands, like frost and snow, white as jade, Lin Dawang slapped his thigh excitedly.

"Master Jiang, a god!"

Jiang Xiaoxiao specifically told Lin Dawang not to reveal his identity when delivering salt.

Lin Dawang agreed.

Two thousand kilograms of private salt became 1,800 kilograms of snowflake salt, which was because their people did not believe in pouring a tank of salt water, otherwise there would be more.

But now it is exciting enough.

Ten taels of silver per kilogram, it makes people crazy when they calculate.

Lin Dawang and Li Tieniu delivered salt, and Jiang Xiaoxiao followed them to the city and went to the East Market.

There is now a refugee base camp, surrounded by a dilapidated City God Temple, full of ragged refugees.

Jiang Xiaoxiao brought five boys from his own Lijia Village with him, all of whom were picked up by strong young men of seventeen or eighteen.

As soon as they were told that they needed people to work and that they would be provided with food, they were immediately surrounded by people, and they stretched out their hands, wishing to follow Jiang Xiaoxiao immediately.

Jiang Xiaoxiao still picked some people. There were some lazy and slippery people among the refugees, and some grown men who wanted to cheat and eat ready-made things. Jiang Xiaoxiao picked those families with families to take back.

Such people would work hard for their families.

Eighty families were picked at once, with a total of 400 people.

As soon as they were told to follow Jiang Xiaoxiao, no one hesitated.

They were not worried about being cheated. Even if they were cheated, what else could they be cheated of?

People were almost starving to death. If they could be cheated into giving them a meal, they would accept being cheated.

Jiang Xiaoxiao really didn't want to pick people like picking animals, but unfortunately the others didn't have this idea. They were looking for people to work, not to take them back to be worshipped as grandfathers.

The other five people picked and chose. There were also families selling children and women in their village. They didn't learn how to pick people, but they had seen how to buy people.

They could still do it by imitating others.

Jiang Xiaoxiao and his friends took the people back. The carriage was used to transport salt. Even if someone was about to faint on the road, Jiang Xiaoxiao hardened her heart and didn't let them get on the carriage.

The carriage couldn't solve the problem.

When they returned to the village, someone had already driven the carriage back in advance.

Several aunts in the village had already cooked rice porridge, which was neither too thin nor too thick. Several large pots were set up on the threshing ground. Those who arrived were taken to take a hot bath first.

Then, after a bowl of hot porridge was swallowed, they immediately held the bowl and cried, wishing they could kneel down and kowtow to the whole village.

But it was made clear that each person had one bowl, and the children had half a bowl.

The aunt who served the porridge made it clear that they were not forbidden to eat, but they had been hungry for so long that they could not eat too much.

In fact, the aunts felt sorry for them because the food was the new food that Li Tieniu had collected from other villages.

They did not dare to eat it like this, but now they were giving it to the refugees, but they looked pitiful.

They did not say anything, because their families had also encountered such famine.

It was not the same when they fled.

That night, the refugees settled in the uninhabited houses in the village.

There was definitely no bedding, so they made do with what they brought with them.

It was not winter yet, so they would not be frozen.