Blind Hu has been collecting goods at the Fox Fairy Temple for some years.
Southern Xinjiang is under pressure from the government, there is a constant influx of exiles from outside the country, there are also harassment from pirates on the border, and all forces are intertwined.
The blind man Hu has been able to stand for many years, which is naturally because of his ability - his one eye is actually better at recognizing people than recognizing people.
Sometimes he is not sure whether the goods brought by the other party are genuine or fake, and at what price they can be sold.
At this time, the blind man will stare at the other person with his one eye, observing every twitch of the muscles in the corner of the person's eyes and every hesitation of the Adam's apple - if the other person has something in his heart, he will definitely show cowardice due to fear and guilty conscience.
But there are times when he makes mistakes.
Right now.
Blind Hu truly realized that he had made a mistake with Qin He.
He originally thought that Qin He was just a small character who could be seen everywhere, like a pebble at the bottom of a stream. It is true that each pebble has its own weight and color, but once thrown into a stream, they will be mixed among the pebbles and never be found again.
But the man standing in front of him now is not a stone, but a jade.
Jade is jade.
Even if it is stuck in the mud of southern Xinjiang, jade will exude its own luster.
"Boy, you have such a loud voice!" Blind Hu said with a sinister smile.
Before he finished speaking, several fierce companions came to attack him. When Xu Gang saw this, he quickly stood up and protected Qin He.
Qin He, who was surrounded in the center, did not show any timidity, but looked at Blind Man Hu with a smile.
After a while, the blind man suddenly raised his hand and motioned for his companion to move away.
"Did you make these salts?" Blind Hu grabbed a handful of salt crystals and asked.
These salt crystals were different from the official salt and private salt on the market. It was not surprising that he could guess this.
"I got the goods from a distant relative," Qin He replied with a smile, "I have made an appointment with him. As long as I can find a market, he will pay for the goods as much as I want."
Distant relative? Xu Gang was stunned for a moment. Didn't he and Brother Qin stay up all night to make this salt?
The blind man on the other side was not stupid, and he immediately guessed that the so-called "distant relatives" were just an excuse. But this is not surprising. After all, in the world of people who are begging for food, who doesn’t have a few secrets that they don’t want to tell others?
"Then I'll give you fifty pounds first, and I'll try to see if it sells well." Blind Hu replied.
Xu Gang was overjoyed, fifty pounds of salt? How much does that cost?
"The price starts at 100 kilograms. Pay first and then receive the goods." Qin He said without thinking.
Xu Gang on the side was almost shocked.
Blind Hu's expression also changed, and his brows furrowed tightly.
Qin He continued: "Southern Xinjiang is the production area of sea salt. The government is worried about the salt field being guarded and stealing, and has extremely strict control over sea salt. So much so that the official salt in Southern Xinjiang is first shipped from the Nanjiang salt field, and then is sent back for sale after confirmation by the government. It’s just a shipping fee, and the salt in southern Xinjiang is even more expensive than outside.”
Blind Hu listened quietly, his expression unchanged, but he became more and more surprised - was this really that little gangster Qin He?
Qin He added: "Private salt is what the people need, and there is huge profit to be made. Fourth Master Hu is a top figure in southern Xinjiang, so he can't waste his life in the Fox Immortal Temple here, right?"
These words are well-founded and well-founded. How can the blind man not be moved by his words?
"good!"
Blind Hu narrowed his one eye and said.
"It's only a hundred pounds, I'll pay you half of the price first."
"Happy! Fourth Master Hu is such a hero!" Qin He smiled.
"You should know," Blind Hu was not fooled by Qin He's flattery, and his tone became colder, "If I don't see a hundred pounds of salt in seven days, I will peel off your skin and beat your tendons!"
Afternoon.
Qin He and Xu Gang were discussing as they walked back.
Xu Gang's eyebrows were flying and he said: "Brother Qin, you are really amazing this time. You were able to defraud the blind man Hu into forty taels of silver!"
Four taels of silver is enough for a family of three in southern Xinjiang for a year.
"Liar?" Qin He was stunned.
He had just managed to hold up the scene in front of Blind Man Hu, but now he was so frightened that he was sweating all over his face - after all, Qin He was just an ordinary person who had traveled through time in a peaceful era, and the most vicious people he had seen in his previous life were just blind people on the streets, and Blind Man Hu. There is no comparison at all with this kind of evil person crawling out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
At this time, Xu Gang was talking to Qin He, and his reaction was somewhat slow.
Xu Gang explained: "We gave Hu a blind man a hard blow. He only had to hide and live happily for half a year, and he would be a good man again after changing his appearance!"
It turned out that Xu Gang believed that it was impossible to produce one hundred kilograms of salt in seven days. He thought that Qin He was deliberately opening his mouth, so he was mentally prepared to run away.
Qin He came back to his senses at this time and said seriously: "Hide? Why do we need to hide? Just pay one hundred catties of salt in seven days, and the amount will need to be larger in the future!"
"Bigger?"
Xu Gang now looked sad.
"Brother Qin, even if I break my leg in one night, I can only produce about five kilograms of salt. Even if we stay awake for seven days, we are still far from the one hundred kilograms!"
"You don't have to worry about that." Qin He smiled easily, "We want to make a lot of money, so we can't do everything by ourselves. We have to hire people to do these hard work!"
"Recruiting?" Xu Gang was stunned, "If we recruit people to make salt, will the risk be too great?"
"If you want to make money, how can you not take risks?" Qin He asked.
Xu Gang was startled again, and then a relieved smile appeared on his face: "That's right, we are all going to die, and at worst we will die on the streets, we might as well give it a try, and if we succeed, we will be rich and prosperous!"
"It's not that dangerous," Qin He comforted him, "After recruiting people, I have my own way to make them devote themselves to me."
The two of them went to the market all the way. Qin He bought some polished rice and white flour to share with Xu Gang. Xu Gang didn't want it - one pound of white flour can be exchanged for five pounds of miscellaneous grains, which is really a luxury.
Qin He told him: "Not only do we need to eat good rice and noodles, but the workers we will recruit in the future also need to eat good rice and noodles."
Xu Gang was puzzled.
In southern Xinjiang, human life is the most despised. A bag of flour can buy a woman, and thirty or fifty dollars can hire a few homeless people to commit murder for you.
Qin He is just recruiting a few water-carrying laborers, does he need to treat them like this?
It's not surprising that Xu Gang couldn't understand the meaning. Qin He was physically exhausted at the moment and was not in the mood to explain too much to him, so he just asked him to do as he said.
They both went home.
Qin He was surprised when he returned to the broken house.
It turned out that Xie Yuan had kept this place in order, and even the broken wall was partly blocked with broken bricks and tiles.
Qin He threw the rice noodles on the table and said, "Take it and cook it."
He glanced at the wall again and said, "I will find someone to repair it in two days, and you can live here for now."
Xie Yuan didn't know where Qin He got the money, but she was a smart woman and knew what to ask and what not to ask.
"Ms. sir, my little lady will go and cook you a bowl of white noodles."
Qin He shook his head and fell down on the bed.
He was so tired.
But before Qin He could close his eyes, a ferocious shout came from outside the door.
"Qin, come out!"
