"I built this mountain and planted this road. I want to pass by it and leave money to buy the road."
As soon as Zhao Ping and Li Hu arrived at the official road in front of Tuoling Peak, they encountered bandits who were blocking the road and robbing them.
"Heroes, we are here to bring you drinks."
Zhao Ping cupped his hands and said.
"Sending wine?"
The bandit was stunned for a moment, "What kind of wine are you giving me?"
"The wine in our Black Wind Village is provided by specialized wine shops. Where did you come from?"
"When did we ask you to deliver wine?"
"Hero, this wine is called Acacia."
Zhao Ping explained: "This is the latest wine brewed in our Xiping Village. It has a unique taste. I want to give it to you, the boss, to try."
"And I still have something I want to discuss with your boss."
"What to discuss?"
The bandit asked, "Keep the wine and go back to where you came from."
Li Hu could hardly stand listening.
If Zhao Ping hadn't kept giving him winks, I'm afraid this tough guy would have already taken action.
Zhao Ping handed two hundred copper coins to the two bandits who blocked the road.
Then he continued: "Heroes, you should also know that it has been raining during the autumn harvest in Yun'an County, resulting in a reduction in grain production."
"We really can't afford 50% of the resettlement expenses."
"So I want to discuss it with the boss to see if we can replace it with something else."
"For example, this drink, cloth, etc."
"Can you please help these two heroes?"
When the two saw the copper coins, they immediately beamed.
Don't look at the people outside who always say that being a bandit allows you to drink a lot of wine, eat a lot of meat, and divide gold with a big scale and silver with a small scale. It's so much better.
Only they themselves know.
It's all bullshit!
Except for a few leaders who can do that.
Small guys like them can only get a hundred cents a month.
If you want to drink and eat meat, you have to wait until the Chinese New Year.
I want to play with women and vent my feelings.
Sorry, let's do some meritorious service.
If you don't make a contribution, don't even think about it.
However, Heifengzhai reached an agreement with the government and only charged people's welfare fees and did not disturb the people.
If you want to make meritorious deeds by blocking the road and robbing someone, it is rare to encounter them even once in 800 years.
So I lived a very poor life.
Now Zhao Ping can get a hundred coins at a time, plus what they saved before, when they have the chance to go down the mountain, they can also buy an extra kilogram of wine to eat.
Therefore, the two people's attitude towards Zhao Ping became much kinder.
He went forward and checked the donkey cart to make sure that it contained only alcohol and no weapons, so he let it go.
Anyway, there are many bandits in the village. Even if the two of them are accompanied by gangsters, they cannot be the opponent of so many people.
The two of them were very relieved.
One person was left to continue guarding the intersection, while the other person took Zhao Ping and Li Hu up the mountain.
Zhao Ping had to be thankful when he saw the road up the mountain.
The road is too difficult.
There was gravel everywhere and even some sections were covered with thorns.
And most of them are along the side of the mountain. If you are not careful, you may slide down.
Not to mention falling to death, if you roll all the way, the chance of surviving is very slim.
If we follow the previous plan, we will attack Black Wind Village at night.
I'm afraid that by the time they reach Heifeng Village, most of the people will have been killed or injured.
Even though it was daytime, Zhao Ping did not dare to ride in the donkey cart again.
Because the road is too narrow, it can barely accommodate a donkey cart. I feel that as long as the donkey pouts, the donkey cart may roll over.
Fortunately, there were no dangers along the way. Near noon, Zhao Ping and the others came to a flat land.
There is a courtyard gate there with three big characters written on it, Black Wind Village.
There are city walls built on both sides of the courtyard gate. Although they are not as good as the county walls, they are still about two meters long.
There are bandits with knives guarding the door.
The bandits who led the way came forward to say hello and explain their intention, and then they opened the courtyard door to let them through.
Entering inside, Zhao Ping looked slightly nervous.
I kept praying in my heart that nothing unexpected would happen.
This was a bandit den. Along the way, Zhao Ping found several groups of patrolling bandits, and they were all strong men, and most of them were accompanied by gangsters.
If something really happened, relying on him and Li Hu to escape was simply wishful thinking.
The bandits who led the way also discovered Zhao Ping's worries.
He explained with a smile, "Don't be afraid. Although we are bandits, we will never kill innocent people indiscriminately."
"As long as you are not here to cause trouble, everything will be fine."
Zhao Ping nodded, but his eyes were looking around.
The courtyard doesn't look like a county town with several entrances and several exits, but it has the look of a house he built.
Row after row.
It should be the residence of the minions.
Further inside is the training ground, where nearly a hundred people are naked, holding long sticks or guns, and are training hummingly.
There are also instructors guiding their movements.
Anyone who is not standardized or standard will be whipped by the instructor with a whip.
Until that person's movements meet the standards.
Zhao Ping was secretly shocked. It seemed that there were famous people in Heifeng Village.
Otherwise, how could the unruly bandits be made so obedient?
Zhao Ping was a little looking forward to it, but also a little worried.
The expectation is that after destroying the Black Wind Village, the famous master can be used by himself.
Although he has Xia Quan by his side.
But Xia Quan is just a hunter, so it's okay to let him hunt.
Let him train troops, which is slightly insufficient.
Although he is a time traveler, he has never been a soldier and does not know how to train soldiers.
You can only do physical exercises as shown in the TV series.
If you want to arrange your troops, there is still a big gap.
If there is guidance from a famous expert, coupled with his advanced cultural background, he will definitely be able to cultivate an invincible team.
The famous person was also worried.
Afraid that he would see through his plan and make him and Li Hu prisoners.
At this time, Zhao Ping even regretted a little.
If he had known that the bandits were so difficult to deal with, he should not have fought against them on his own.
We should unite with the government and let the army deal with them.
But now that he is here, Zhao Ping can only adjust his mentality and try his best to do things well.
After walking inside for more than ten minutes, we finally arrived at the home of Black Wind Village.
Many houses with yards were built there.
Although they are all made of wood, they are much more elegant than the previous row houses.
In the middle of these rooms there is a hall.
All the rooms echo the hall and highlight the status of the hall.
"Wait here for a moment. Don't run around. I'll report it to the boss."
The bandit who led the way gave an explanation and ran inside as fast as he could.
Not long after, he came out and asked Zhao Ping and Li Hu to go to the meeting hall in the middle.
The meeting hall is the very grand hall in the middle, which can accommodate a thousand people without any problem.
When Zhao Ping arrived, eight people were already sitting inside.
The leader is a tall and thick-set man, in his forties, with a fierce look on his face.
Even if he's not angry, he's still scary to look at.
Full of majesty.
He should be the head of Heifeng Village.
Next to it is a small stool, and sitting on the stool is an old man wearing a monk's robe.
Holding a whisk in his hand, he looked like a Taoist priest.
This might be the master Xia Quan was talking about.
There are three people sitting on each side, all of them are very tall, holding weapons in their hands, including knives and sticks.
Behind these people, there were some followers standing in groups of three or two.
After a cursory look around, Zhao Ping already had an idea.
These bandits are not of the same mind.
Otherwise, when discussing things, they still bring guys with them, and even bring their own entourage to protect them. This is to be wary of each other.
The first person to speak was not the boss, but a young man sitting at the end.
Judging from the appearance, he should be less than twenty.
But he was very fat, and the pile sitting slumped on the chair weighed at least two hundred pounds.
And has a slender figure.
If he stood up, he would probably be on par with Gao Meng, only 1.9 meters tall.
It's just too dark.
No, the people in Heifeng Village are relatively black.
Throw it into the dark night, and if you don't open your mouth, you may not even be able to notice it standing in front of you.
Could it be that in order to cater to the name of Black Wind Village, the members recruited are all darker?
Zhao Ping was still wondering secretly in his heart.
But the man said: "I heard that you came to deliver wine to our village?"
"What wine?"
"tasty?"
"If it doesn't taste good, be careful Grandpa, I'll chop off your head to make you come..."
At this point, he paused.
Then he looked at the Taoist priest, and the Taoist priest said: "There is no return."
"right."
The man nodded and then continued: "The wine doesn't taste good. Grandpa will chop your head off and make sure you never come back."
"It tastes good. The name of my wine is Acacia. It's very delicious."
Zhao Ping smiled apologetically and said, "Everyone, try it first. If it doesn't taste good, I won't complain if you chop me off."
With that said, Zhao Ping took down a jar of wine from the donkey cart.
He scooped a ladle and poured it into the bowl he had prepared in advance, intending to give it to the boss to drink.
“Good wine!”
When the people present smelled the aroma of wine, their eyes immediately widened.
Looking at the donkey cart of acacia wine, he was full of salivation.
"Just smelling the fragrance brings out my greed. Grandpa, let me try it first."
Someone couldn't help but walked over.
"Wait!"
However, the Taoist priest spoke.
"Everyone, please wait a moment."
"Master, you are not good at wine, and you don't understand the allure of the aroma of this wine."
Someone laughed and said: "You can afford to wait, but we can't wait."
"Aren't you afraid of the poison in the wine?"
The Taoist priest said with a gloomy expression.
In one sentence, everyone's interest was immediately suppressed.
You look at me, I look at you, and finally all eyes are focused on Zhao Ping, as if asking Zhao Ping, "Are you here to bring us poisonous wine?"
