There is nothing in the newly acquired empty stone. Just enough to hold grain.
Tang Wen's spiritual power penetrated into it and scanned it. The size of the space inside was comparable to that of a three-story building.
It seems a bit small to be used as a granary.
But storing grain requires volume.
The space of a three-story building, roughly calculated, is almost a thousand cubic meters.
As for corn, the main food in the northwest, almost one cubic meter is equivalent to a large vat, which can weigh 1,500 kilograms when filled.
To really be able to fill the empty stone, it would take more than 1.5 million kilograms.
Although it can't be compared with the granary that Tang Wen knew in his previous life, which often contained millions of tons of stock.
But it was enough to feed the Flame Camp for more than a year.
During the flight, Hu Qi said doubtfully: "Now you are going to rob the Huang family's grain depot.
Looking back a few seconds, the Huang family will definitely think that it was you who did it.
They can naturally sense that you care about that small camp in the north.
Aren't you afraid that the Huang family will see this about you? "
Tang Wen nodded: "Of course I'm afraid, so I have to find a clever way."
"any solution?"
"Haven't thought of it yet."
Hu Qi: "..."
Three white tigers galloped all the way.
Run to the southeast.
Judging from the map, there are several production camps of the Huang family.
It’s not a big time.
A black spot appeared on the distant horizon.
As the distance gets closer, every black spot is a piece of farmland.
There are green seedlings growing in the fields.
In the middle of the large and small farmlands is a lake covering several miles.
The lake water flows into the farmland in all directions through criss-crossing canals.
Although it is winter when farming is slack, people can still be seen everywhere in the fields, coming to weed.
After Tang Wen disappeared, he floated down with the white tiger and looked at the working farmers one by one.
They were sallow and thin, but their spirits were high, but when a gust of wind blew, their old and thin clothes couldn't withstand it, and they all shivered.
Hu Qi's mental power probed all directions and led Tang Wen to the entrance of a cave.
In the shelter in front of the cave door, several guards drank hot tea and shook the sieve while shouting.
The leader was a transcendent one.
Using the extraordinary to guard the granary that is always safe is not to be ignored.
Along the mountain road, he came to the back door of the granary, where several guards were dozing around the stove.
Using the stealth technique, Tang Wen entered the cave.
Oops!
As soon as he entered the door, he was surprised.
Towering stone walls form columns.
Looking up, I saw that it was five meters upward.
Inside the column, corns were piled up like mountains, with peaks rising from the top.
The entire mountain was hollowed out?
Tang Wen stepped inside.
One, two... the full count reaches seventy, and it's not over yet.
He stopped and approached the hut that suddenly appeared in front of the mountain wall.
"How many taels of silver did you get this time?" A greasy voice sounded.
"How many times have I told you! Don't pry, take your share! If you don't want to die, keep your mouth shut!" Another man's voice was cold.
There were footsteps, and a middle-aged man opened the door and walked out.
He was dressed in black, and his whole body was neatly tidied.
It seems that he should be the steward of the grain depot.
Tang Wen's intuition told him that this was the man with the cold voice.
After a while, another man slowly came out.
Standing at the door and looking at the countless grains, he muttered in a low voice: "You only get three taels of silver from me for one job! But you have to take away thousands of kilograms of grain from the granary that I am responsible for."
Then, it was all curse words.
Tang Wen followed him away and saw him gambling and playing with women.
When he got home late at night, his wife complained that the money he got back was getting less and less. There had been no meat in the house for several days, and his son was still learning martial arts.
The man got tired of hearing this and rewarded the woman with two big mouths, and the room became quiet.
Then, Bai Hu followed the smell and took Tang Wen to another rather elegant independent courtyard.
This is the home of the grain depot manager with a cold voice.
There were occasional sounds in the courtyard, but when I looked up, the surrounding windows were completely covered in darkness.
Before Tang Wen could get close, the dog in the yard started barking.
It sounded like the barking of a low-level alien beast, a mountain patrol dog.
He moved forward invisibly and reached the third floor.
The candles in the house were burning high and the light was bright.
In front of the purple round table, three men and three women were sitting, drinking and talking. Occasionally, the woman's artificial laughter could be heard.
Tang Wen listened for a while and understood what they were doing.
The identities of these three people are that one is a warehouse manager of the granary, inspecting the granary and inventory. Within the scope of his duties, he is the man with the cold voice.
The person in the middle is the guard commander at the back door of the grain depot.
He has the level of a second-class martial artist.
The other person is a businessman and keeps talking about the price of rice, meat and grain:
"The camp next door has done more than us! It turns out that the guard commander over there is just a scoundrel on the roadside compared to you two! But this year, taking advantage of the sharp rise in food prices, he has now married a five-bedroom concubine! Five-bedroom Ah! One of them is an aunt and nephew, and they are called Shui Ling. I almost couldn't walk after seeing them."
Tang Wen became interested in the camp next door, took note of the appearance of several people, and led Bai Hu to the camp hundreds of miles away.
Here are also endless fields.
But without mountains, the granaries are just houses made of bricks and stones, concentrated in several vast yards, surrounded by high walls.
On the door of the grain depot, a seal with white paper and red letters reads "In the heart of the grain depot, you will die if you open it without permission"
The white tigers yawned boredly.
Tang Wen didn't have time to investigate one by one.
Looking down from the air, I saw the three largest courtyards in the camp and teleported there.
The room on the left contains twenty or thirty rooms, all of which are darkly lit.
There were patrols from time to time late at night.
In the middle, there are lights shining, and the old owner is holding his beloved wife and concubines, watching singing, dancing, drinking and having fun.
The scene is beyond description.
Tang Wen couldn't help but look at it critically for a quarter of an hour.
It's not that he doesn't want to watch more, the main thing is that the host only performed for a quarter of an hour before showing a "boring" and "you women, don't mess with me" expression.
The courtyard on the right was pitch dark, with black grass squeezing out from the cracks in the bricks on the ground. Only a broken lamp was still burning in the gatehouse.
It looks like it has been abandoned for a long time.
Tang Wen fell into the middle courtyard.
The man drove away the accompanying women, his old face showing deep fatigue.
After drinking a glass of tiger bone wine, he wrapped his robe tightly and went into the inner room to sleep.
This is an old and frail senior extraordinary person.
It's hard to say how many percent of his combat strength he still has after being injured by drinking and sex for many years.
This is the right goal.
For a moment, a darkness deeper than the night enveloped the bedroom where he was.
Tang Wen didn't talk nonsense, he started with a set of five mental whips.
Five mental whippings.
He whipped the other person directly from the bed to the ground!
Lao Chaofan was like a fish on the verge of death out of water, hunched over and struggling on the ground.
Tang Wen's mouth twitched: This guy, you overestimated him, don't die!
But the old guy couldn't slow down for a long time, and he was about to roll his eyes.
Tang Wen reluctantly took out a pill and stuffed it into his mouth.
After a while, the other party finally regained consciousness and hung up his life.
"I ask, you answer."
"Understood." The voice was weak and desperate, but there was no nonsense.
Facing a ruthless man who tried to kill him and then saved him, he really couldn't bear to resist.
What he had just experienced was the closest he had come to death in his life.
"How much food have been stolen over the years?"
"It's too much, two million pounds upwards."
Tang Wen was shocked: "Where is the account book?"
Anyone who makes illegal money keeps accounts.
In particular, remembering who your partners are, how much they share, who your boss is, and how much they have contributed to you is called a clear memory.
After some twists and turns, Tang Wen dug out a dozen account books in the mezzanine of the rice vat in his kitchen.
A ledger is just a piece of kraft paper.
It was densely written in small, crooked characters that they had done over the years to steal grain from the grain depot.
Read it roughly.
Tang Wen realized that the top management of this camp had long been rotten.
Wow!
A cup of cold tea was poured on Lao Chaofan's head.
Wake him up.
He was in a daze for a while, feeling the killing intent in the darkness, and his heart trembled: It's over!
Someone must have fallen and dragged himself out!
Until now, he still believed that Tang Wen was sent by the top brass of the Huang family to check the accounts.
It's normal for him to think so. If it weren't for the people sent by the Huang family, who would be interested in their black accounts?
Not to mention how many years no one dared to mess with the Huang family.
Even if the enemies outside come to cause trouble for the family, then the blame is the same and the debtor is the owner. Why should he be the one who looks after the grain depot?
What he is playing is human relations, not fighting and killing.
No one can take revenge from him!
"Sir, for the sake of the fact that I have served the family for so many years, please bypass my grandson! He is a good child of our Huang family!"
"It depends on your performance." Tang Wen knew that he had misunderstood, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Um?
Lao Chaofan felt slightly at ease and could not think too much, so he asked cautiously:
"My lord, what are your orders?"
"How much do you know about the man in charge of the granary on the mountain next door?"
"Those people are just as dark!" Lao Chaofan blurted out.
Biting an accomplice has always been considered a meritorious service.
Old Chaofan perked up, seemed to realize that he still had a glimmer of hope, and started talking nonstop.
It turns out that the camp where the grain depot is located on the mountain is called Shishui Camp.
And this place is called Pingtian Camp.
The advantage of farming in Shishuiying is that there is a lake, poultry breeding, and manure can be used to fertilize the fields.
Their corn yield is good.
The so-called rely on the mountain to eat the mountain, rely on the grain depot to eat the grain depot.
Storing large amounts of corn has always been a problem.
Not talking about how to mix new and old grains out of the warehouse, just talking about preventing rodents and preventing alien animals from stealing food is enough to give people a headache.
Daily storage of grain, drying of grain, going in and out, the loss of grain is not small.
This loss is where the oil and water are.
Next door in Shishuiying, there are millions of kilograms of corn stored.
The daily consumption is enough to feed a family of ten for a year.
According to Lao Chaofan's words.
The senior leaders of the family don't care about this. They only report the loss and damage, and they rarely doubt it.
Shi Shui Ying went out to sell rice privately every day, focusing on a steady flow of water.
And their Pingtian camp is even more ruthless!
There are no mountains around Pingtian Camp.
It is impossible to dig out the mountains to store grain, so the grain depots built on the flat land are extremely strong.
On the ground, cement-like technology was even used to pave the floor.
The grain depot was built so that it was watertight.
The loss is surprisingly small!
In addition, there is a family in the camp who is good at domesticating the slender-waisted Dian dog. Although this kind of dog is a low-level exotic beast, it is good at early warning and catching rats.
As a result, even strange beasts stealing food rarely happened.
Where else is there to be found in Pingtian Camp?
We also manage grain-producing camps. Others eat spicy food, but they eat bran-pharynx vegetables?
is it possible?
Fortunately, as long as your thinking does not slip, there are always more solutions than difficulties.
After investigation, they found that although growing grain in the plains is good, in winter, the weather is dry and it is easy to catch fire.
In addition, it is surrounded by farmland and there is no cover.
Once a fire breaks out at night and is not discovered in time, a continuous fire will often brew.
As a result, every two or three years, a fire would break out near the camp's granary.
Then by accident, several granaries were burned down.
The loss of as little as 100,000 jins and as much as 200,000 to 300,000 jins of corn occurred.
In addition, the granary is a high-standard building.
Rebuilding the granary requires another sum of money and grain!
As a result, the senior leaders of Pingtian Camp lived a good life.
Tang Wen nodded secretly after hearing this, and the murderous intention in his heart suddenly disappeared.
The old man looked very satisfied.
The more such cadres the Huang family has, the better!
He even hoped that this old Chaofan would open a training class for the key members of the Huang family and give them a good training.
How can such a person be killed?
After Lao Chaofan finished speaking, his mouth was dry and he eagerly waited for Tang Wen's trial.
The reason why he explained it so clearly.
First, Tang Wen came up as a killer and frightened him.
Secondly, he knew that it was impossible for the masters of the family to come down to investigate without bringing the Heart-Questing Stone.
He had seen the mental torture before using the Heart-Questing Stone, and even an iron-clad man couldn't bear it.
He is old and self-aware.
Knowing that I will definitely not be able to bear it, it is better to be honest.
In this way, even if the master in front of you doesn't believe it.
He moved the Questioning Stone and asked a few questions. When he heard that his answers were consistent, he knew that he was not lying.
You can also suffer less.
While he waited uneasily, Tang Wen carefully considered his tone and asked: "If I want to secretly take away a million kilograms of grain from next door, is there any way to ensure that the family will not resort to violence to pursue it?"
"What?!"
Lao Chaofan blurted out, his eyes full of shock.
That is, he was shocked by Tang Wen's question.
I was also shocked by the amount he said.
But after all, it was Lao Jianghu who often stole food in the camp, and he quickly realized: What?
Isn't this person who came late at night a senior member of his family?
So who is he?
After thinking about it for a moment, his heart trembled and he fell into panic.
Stealing food and betraying the family are two different things.
Stealing food is nothing more than killing yourself so that your descendants can live.
Can you betray your family?
The Huang family's family rules leave no room for negotiation with traitors.
Tang Wen saw his struggle clearly.
He took out the token he had found from Huang Shiqilang's mother and pressed it hard on Lao Chaofan's face.
A yellow character written backwards was printed on the old face.
The man reached out and touched it, feeling reassured.
As expected, it was his own senior management.
understood!
He understood: it turned out that the family's top brass wanted to make some extra money.
This is right!
As expected of a member of the family, even though he didn't understand food matters, he came to him directly.
Let me, a veteran, figure it out, and it's really clever.
Tang Wen saw the change in his expression clearly and said in time: "You have to think carefully, if something happens, you will be the scapegoat."
Lao Chaofan was not surprised but overjoyed when he heard this: "What if nothing happens?"
"Haha, if you do it cleanly, just pretend I haven't been here today."
"Sir, this matter is simple, just let a few people disappear."
Tang Wen smiled slightly, isn't there a solution?
"Elaborate."
(End of chapter)
