The old village chief had guessed that this group of people were most likely businessmen passing by.
After all, there were many people, and they were holding horses, and most importantly, they were not very interested in the three big fat pigs.
But when I got closer, I saw clearly that the opponent was wearing armor and holding a weapon. I thought that the ball was broken. Is this playing into my heart?
The old village chief knew that he couldn't run away, so he could only bite the bullet and force a smile.
"Master Jun, the old man is the only one left in this village."
"I don't know, what do you do when you come to the village?"
Seeing the old village chief's extremely cautious look, Qin Feng couldn't help but chuckle. He waved his hand to indicate that the old village chief didn't need to be nervous.
"Old sir, we are soldiers from the north, and we came here specifically to understand the sentiments of the people."
From the north?
The old village chief immediately realized something and his face turned pale.
"You...are you the soldiers sent by the imperial court to conquer the southern border?"
"Oh my God!"
The old village chief knelt down with a bang and burst into tears: "Little old man, I have always kept to myself and have nothing to do with Gusu City."
"General, you have to see clearly what is good and what is bad."
General?
Zhao Zhenhai raised his eyebrows: "The person in front of you is the King of Qin in the northern border of Daliang!"
King Qin?
The old village chief was confused. He had never heard of King Qin. Although he had heard about the northern border, he was still separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.
What changes have occurred in the northern border, and what does it have to do with a little old man like him?
but……
Since the other party is a prince, and he is from the north.
The old village chief couldn't help but become even more frightened, because he knew that this southern expedition was no child's play. Even the prince was here, and it was estimated that it would not be long before the war would sweep across the entire south of the Yangtze River.
Qin Feng pressed his hand and signaled Zhao Zhenhai to retreat.
He still looked at the old village chief with a smile: "Didn't I say? Don't be afraid."
"I came to the village today simply to understand the sentiments of the people."
"Are all the people in the village hiding in the mountains? Haha, let them all come down. I will never touch a hair of their hair."
How dare the old village chief agree?
The army sent by the imperial court for the southern expedition must be short of supplies and would inevitably have to be "temporarily requisitioned" immediately.
I'm afraid that as soon as he called the villagers down with his front legs, he was caught with his back legs.
"The villagers all fled, and the little old man stayed in the village because his legs and feet were inconvenient."
"If the prince has anything to ask, the little old man will tell you everything he knows."
Qin Feng saw through it but did not point it out. After all, ordinary people can understand that they are afraid of the imperial army.
Besides, his goal is to find out the relationship between the local people and the wealthy families in the south. As long as he can get the answer, it is enough.
Qin Feng pointed directly at the "dolphin prison" next to him.
"Did you raise these three big fat pigs?"
The old village chief's heart trembled, and he sighed secretly, he was afraid of something, how could these soldiers let those three big white pigs go?
But as long as the villagers can be saved, it will be worth it even if the three big white pigs are expropriated.
"Reply to the prince, these three pigs were indeed raised in the village."
"It's just because it's extremely stubborn and difficult to drive away, so it stays in the village. I really can't take it away."
Qin Feng raised his eyebrows and chuckled with deep meaning: "Since you took it away alive, why not kill it and divide the meat?"
The old village chief's face suddenly became extremely embarrassed. The excuse he came up with on the spur of the moment was naturally full of loopholes and not worth refuting at all.
But he had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue to lie.
"Killing pigs is a manual job. The able men ran away first, leaving the women and children who wanted to kill but had no strength to do so."
Qin Feng made a soft sound and changed the topic: "These three big fat pigs can't grow such a big body just by eating grass."
"On weekdays, I must have been fed a lot of whole grains."
"The life in the village is already so good. Can coarse grains be used to feed pigs?"
Even though Jiangnan is a land of fish and rice, and its grain output is relatively high, no matter how high it is, it cannot be as high as the hinterland of the Central Plains.
Moreover, Jiangnan often faced plagues and floods.
Wealth is only relative wealth.
The old village chief didn't understand what Qin Feng's question meant.
If it is admitted, it means that there is still a lot of grain in the village. When the time comes, the other party will forcefully requisition it. How should we deal with it?
If we deny it, then how can we explain that these three big fat pigs are white and fat?
Just as the old village chief was racking his brains, Qin Feng's laughter sounded again.
"Old sir, actually I also know how to raise pigs. Haha, if you want to raise pigs so well, whole grains alone are not enough. Occasionally, you have to add some fishy kitchen waste."
"Ordinary people who raise pigs are generally thinner."
"If I guess correctly, these three big fat pigs are not raised for you, right?"
The old village chief turned pale because Qin Feng had hit the mark.
These three big fat pigs were raised by the landlord, who had already hid in Gusu City and strongly supported the war in Gusu City.
If the other party knew that the village had something to do with the landlord in Gusu City, what if there was a bloodbath in the village?
The old village chief was already trembling with fear.
Zhao Zhenhai on the side couldn't bear it anymore and teased him angrily.
"Why are you so trembling? Didn't King Qin say that he came to the village this time just to observe the people's sentiments? If you can live a good life, King Qin will not be happy in time."
"As for raising pigs for wealthy families, if it can increase their income, it's not a bad idea."
Speaking of this, Zhao Zhenhai looked at Qin Feng, grinned and said: "King Qin, am I right?"
Qin Feng nodded and smiled: "Yes, as long as the people can live a good life, I will feel at ease."
The old village chief was in disbelief.
He looked at Qin Feng blankly, still not believing it: "You...you really don't blame us for helping the landlord raise pigs?"
Qin Feng shrugged: "Why should you blame me?"
The old village chief gritted his teeth and risked his life: "The landlord... is in Gusu City, and he has also contributed his efforts to the Gusu City defenders."
After saying these words, the old village chief seemed to have exhausted all his strength and was already waiting for Qin Feng to get angry.
The result was quite the opposite.
Qin Feng didn't take it seriously at all. Yun Danfeng said lightly: "The landlord supports Gusu City, what does it have to do with you?"
"You are just ordinary people. You don't need to worry about military matters. Just live your life well."
"Don't worry, these three big fat pigs will soon become the property of your village."
"When I conquer Gusu City, the landlord will most likely die inside."
The old village chief frowned, feeling like he was in a dream.
Is the young man in front of me really a big shot sent by the imperial court to wipe out the wealthy families in the south? Why is there no hostility toward the South?
At this moment, Qin Feng suddenly asked: "How is your relationship with the landlord?"
