It took six people a lot of effort to lift the wild pig down the mountain.
The field ridge at the foot of the mountain is not easy to walk, but it is many times better than the rugged mountain road.
At this time, it was already nine o'clock in the morning, and the villagers were holding hoes and were planning to go home for breakfast.
The six men of Han Zhen dragged the wild pig, which immediately attracted the attention of the villagers.
It's hard not to notice. This wild pig is so big, like a small hill.
There are few entertainment activities in the countryside, so the villagers will never miss any opportunity to watch the excitement and gather around them one after another.
"Hiss! It's so big!"
"This...is this a wild pig?"
"I'm afraid I'm going to become a sperm soon."
"This wild pig must weigh three hundred pounds, right?"
"Three hundred catties can't help it, I think it's better to say five hundred catties less."
"Wang Quan told me about it two days ago, but I still don't believe it."
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Seeing the onlookers marveling at the villagers, Ma Sangou and the others felt extremely proud. They couldn't help but start bragging about how thrilling they were just now, how terrifying the wild pigs were, and how brave Han Zhen was...
It was okay at first. Although there were some exaggerations, it was basically true.
But as the gangsters were talking, something was wrong. Han Zhen fell down the wild pig with his bare hands and stabbed him to death, but now he was beaten to death with three punches.
When he arrived at the door of Wang Yuan's house, he had turned into a wild pig but had become a spirit. He could spit out black wind, while Han Zhen had a golden light to protect his body...
At first, Han Zhen only thought it was funny, but soon he stopped laughing.
Because he found that there was a hint of awe in the eyes of the onlookers and villagers looking at him.
They actually believed it...
The noise at the door aroused curiosity in the mansion.
The side door was opened a crack, and the butler poked his head out.
When he saw the situation outside clearly, his expression changed, and he immediately closed the door with a bang.
Not long after, the side door was opened again, and Wang Yuanwai led three servants out.
Mr. Wang is slightly chubby in appearance, has a fair face, and has a thick curly beard that is fashionable at the moment.
Glancing at the hill-like body of wild pigs, Wang Yuanwai's eyes flashed with horror, but he pretended to be calm in order to maintain a majestic image in front of the villagers.
Han Zhen took a step forward and cupped his hands: "Except the king, the wild pigs have been eliminated. Let's collect the reward."
"Um!"
Wang Yuanwai nodded and stroked his beard: "Wait a minute, you will be rewarded."
After that, he turned his head to the servant and ordered: "What are you doing standing still? Why don't you hurry up and carry this wild pig in?"
Um?
These words stunned everyone.
Oh, if you want to receive the reward for your relationship, I have to give you the pig?
Although pork is not as cheap as mutton, it can still be sold for 50 yuan per pound.
This wild pig weighs at least five hundred pounds. Even if it is skinned and deboned, it can be sold for more than ten guan, but the reward is only ten guan.
If he had followed Wang Yuanwai's actions, he would have not only solved the culprit that was causing harm to his rice fields, but also made a few bucks.
Han Zhen called him a good guy in his heart...
I had long heard that Mr. Wang was stingy, but I didn't expect that being famous would be worse than meeting him.
The villagers who were watching were very indifferent, as if they were no longer surprised by what Wang Yuanwai did.
Seeing that the three servants were about to move forward to remove the wild pig, Ma Sangou immediately became anxious and hurriedly stopped him: "Exceptor Wang, this wild pig is our prey."
When Wang Yuanwai saw that these gangsters were not fooled, he felt a little unhappy.
Dusting his sleeves, he calmly asked, "Since you were waiting for prey, why did you put it in front of my door?"
Bai Siong laughed angrily: "You said that if you get rid of the wild pigs, you will be rewarded with ten thousand dollars. Why don't you talk about credibility?"
Who would have thought that Wang Yuanwai sneered and said: "Yes, I said that if you get rid of the wild pig that causes trouble, you will be rewarded with ten coins. But how do you prove that this wild pig is the one that caused trouble? How do I know? Didn't you, the scoundrels, just randomly find a wild pig to claim the reward?"
These shameless remarks made Gu Songji tremble with rage.
People can be so shameless.
At this time, a thin rogue rolled his eyes and said loudly: "Someone in Xiaowang Village has been injured by a wild pig. He must have seen what a wild pig looks like. Just let him come out and identify it."
Ma Sangou agreed: "Yes, someone in the village must have seen the wild pig, let him come out and identify it."
"That makes sense."
Wang Yuanwai showed no fear and ordered: "Go and summon Wang Quan."
A servant immediately ran towards the village.
After a while, the limping Wang Quan came.
Wang Yuanwai pointed to Wang Quan's lame leg and said, "Wang Quan's leg was injured by a wild pig, so he must recognize it. Take a look, is this the same wild pig that injured you?"
At the end, he added: "Wang Quan, look carefully and don't admit your mistake!"
Hearing the sinister meaning in Wang Yuanwai's words, Wang Quan looked at the wild pig, then at the indignant Ma Sangou and the others, lowered his head and said: "No... no!"
"How dare you talk nonsense like a bird!"
Ma Sangou became furious and grabbed Wang Quan by the collar of his clothes, raising his hand to hit him.
Wang Yuanwai snorted coldly and shouted: "You wait until the scoundrels are caught pretending to receive reward money, and you still dare to attack people. Come and beat them out of the village."
As soon as he finished speaking, two more servants holding long sticks rushed out of the side door.
The five servants swung wooden sticks and hit the thugs on the head.
Masangou and the others did not expect that the other party would suddenly take action, and were caught off guard.
This group of servants were used to being arrogant, and their attacks were very dark. Each one of them used their full strength. Gu Siong was hit on the forehead, and his skin and flesh were immediately torn open, with blood flowing freely.
Han Zhen, who had been watching with cold eyes, finally moved at this moment.
With one hand, he grabbed the wooden stick that was hitting his head and pulled it sharply.
The servant felt a huge force coming from him, and he was dragged in front of Han Zhen with a stick. Before he could recover, he felt like his stomach was churning, and he was in agony.
After knocking down a servant, Han Zhen rushed into the crowd, like a wolf rushing into a flock of sheep, knocking down all the servants with three punches and two kicks.
Wang Yuanwai saw that the situation was not good, turned around and ran towards home.
After just two steps, a big hand grabbed the back of his neck and picked him up like a chicken.
The big hand on the back of the neck was like an iron plier. The pain made the king break into a cold sweat and he begged for mercy: "Hero, spare his life, hero, spare his life! I will give you a reward, and I will give it right away. Go and get ten coins!"
Han Zhen sneered and said, "I deserve the ten blows. Now my brother is injured by your servant. How will the debt be settled?"
"I'll pay, I'll pay! Fifteen strings..."
Before he finished speaking, Wang Yuanwai felt a strong hand on the back of his neck, so he quickly changed his words: "Two...three...fifty strikes!"
Hearing this, Han Zhen slowly put Wang Yuanwai down and patted his face with his right hand, making a snapping sound.
"Fifty guan, you said so yourself. If you lose a penny, I will knock out one of your teeth!"
Wang Yuanwai hurriedly shouted to the housekeeper: "What are you doing here, you piece of shit? Go and get the money, count it clearly, you can't miss a penny!"
"oh oh!"
The butler rolled and crawled into the side door.
After waiting for a full quarter of an hour, the housekeeper directed his servants to drag out two large baskets of copper coins.
During the Northern Song Dynasty, a regular coin was about five kilograms, and fifty kilograms was more than two hundred kilograms. This was still a copper coin. If it were replaced by a large iron coin popular in the southeast region, it would have been six to seven hundred kilograms.
