"Master, a group of villagers came down the mountain, saying they were here to deliver food to Hutou Village." Jia Liu came to the school field behind Hutou Village and found Liu Heng, who was training the musketry team.
"Sending food?" Liu Heng was stunned. He didn't remember buying food from the villagers.
Jia Liu gestured with his hands and said: "More than a dozen cartloads of grain were sent by villagers from several villages near Hutou Village."
"Where is the person?"
"They are all at the foot of the mountain. The people from the third brigade are guarding there."
"Let's go over and have a look."
Liu Heng took Jia Liu out of the school grounds, passed through the village, and came to the foot of the mountain.
Just when he arrived at the bottom of the mountain, Liu Heng saw a group of villagers wearing linen clothes being stopped by a team of spearmen at the intersection going up the mountain.
These villagers looked frightened and cowered in front of the spearmen in the village, with their bodies hunched over and several villagers huddled together.
Not far behind these villagers, more than a dozen large vehicles were lined up one after another, all the way to the official road. The driver was sitting on the vehicle, and there were villagers guarding the side.
"The boss is these villagers." Jia Liu pointed with his hand.
Liu Heng took a look at it and realized that the people who were stopped in front of him were indeed ordinary villagers. They were obviously afraid of the spearmen who stopped them from going up the mountain, otherwise they would not be trembling with fear. Some of their bodies were trembling.
"Fellow, what are you doing in Hutou Village?" Liu Heng came to an older villager and spoke as calmly as possible.
"What a good man!" There was a pop and the elderly villager hurriedly knelt on the ground and stammered, "I, let's deliver food to Lord Tiger."
Hearing the word Tiger Lord, Liu Heng immediately understood that these villagers were delivering food to the Dwarf Tiger.
Unfortunately, the Dwarf Tiger was already dead, and its body was found in the woods by a spearman, along with several armored bodies.
However, when the food was delivered to his door, Liu Heng was naturally not stupid enough to push it out, so he said: "I accepted the food. If you still have food in the future, just send it to Hutou Village."
The expression of the elderly villager who was kneeling on the ground suddenly changed, and the expressions of several people around him became ugly.
"Okay, good man, can you tell Mr. Tiger that our villages really can't get food together? Please, Mr. Tiger, please give us a way out!" The elderly villager kneeling on the ground begged. road.
"It's cold on the ground. If you have anything to say, stand up and say something." Liu Heng stretched out his hand to help the villagers kneeling on the ground and said, "I don't want your food in vain. I will give you money based on 10% higher than the market price. And this time you The food delivered will be calculated as 10% higher than the market price."
These villagers came to Hutou Village to deliver food because they were forced by the short-footed tigers. Naturally, it was impossible to give money to the villagers. However, Liu Heng was not prepared to take the villagers' food in vain. He was more willing to use money to buy it. There was no shortage of that food.
"Really, you really gave us money and you didn't lie to us?" The older villager looked suspicious, not believing that the bandits on the mountain would be so kind.
Liu Heng smiled and said with his hands: "I really give you money, and I will give you money from now on. In the future, if you have food, you can sell it to Hutou Village. I guarantee that the price will be converted into silver 10% higher than the market price."
"That, that, that..." The words came to the lips of the older villager but he still didn't dare to say them.
For many years, Hutou Village has been too intimidating to several surrounding villages. Villagers in several villages are afraid of the bandits of Hutou Village, and at the same time, they also hate the bandits of Hutou Village.
Liu Heng naturally knew why these villagers were hesitating, and said with a smile: "Fellow, I don't have a scale here. Please send a few villagers back and bring some large scales. Let's start weighing the grain and giving money today."
The elderly villager hesitated for a moment and said, "Does Master Hu agree to this?"
When Hutou Village changed the Dawang Banner too quickly, the villagers in several villages did not know that the person in charge of Hutou Village had changed. They thought that Hutou Village was in charge of Dwarf Tiger.
Liu Heng said with a smile: "Don't worry about Mr. Hu, I have the final say. From now on, all the food sent to Hutou Village by the villagers will be bought with money, and no grain of food will be taken from the villagers in vain."
The elderly villager turned back to look at the other villagers behind him. These villagers were from other villages.
Seeing several people nodding towards him, he said: "Old man, listen to the good man, let someone go back to the village to get the big scale."
"There's no rush, I'll arrange for people to ride horses to take them back to the village." Liu Heng said to Jia Liu on the side, "arrange a few people to ride horses to take the villagers back to the village to get the scales, and let Zhao Yutu bring the account books."
"Yes." Jia Liu responded and turned back to the mountain.
Not long after, Jia Liu led several people on horseback down the mountain, picked up several villagers from nearby villages, and left Hutou Village.
Zhao Yutu followed Jia Liu and the others down the mountain. He did not ride a horse. He came to Liu Heng later and said, "Master, what happened?"
Liu Heng said: "It's no big deal. I'm going to buy the food sent by the folks. You can register it later."
The elderly villagers on the opposite side were startled when they heard Zhao Yutu calling Liu Heng the master. They looked at Liu Heng and stammered: "You, you, are you Mr. Tiger?"
Dwarf-legged tiger is well-known among the villages near Hutou Village for his ability to stop children from crying. However, not many villagers have seen him in person. He rarely goes down the mountain himself. If anything happens, it is the second and third boss of the village. Let’s do it at home.
"I am not a short-legged tiger." Liu Heng said, "Don't worry, fellow villagers, from now on, the people on Hutou Village will not rob your villages, let alone harm the villagers in the villages."
"Really?" The older villager secretly breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Liu Heng suspiciously.
In the eyes of the villagers, the bandits' words were not very credible.
Liu Heng said: "The Tiger Lord you call me, the short-footed tiger, is dead. Today's Hutou Village is different from before. It will no longer harm the people around it. You can live peacefully in the future."
When he came to Hutou Village, Liu Heng was ready to take root here. Naturally, he would not be like Shi Yunhu, who walked around and grabbed whatever he wanted, and he would not be like the Dwarf Tiger, which harmed the people around him and made the villagers complain. Dare to be angry but dare not speak.
The furthest villages near Hutou Village are only ten miles away, and the nearest Zhaojiayu village is only two miles away.
Jia Liu and others rode back from Zhaojiayu and brought back three large scales.
With the scales, there is no shortage of manpower, and the three steelyards can weigh grains at the same time.
The grains in more than a dozen carts were all fresh autumn grains. The villagers and spearmen carried the grains together, and it took more than an hour to weigh them all.
All grains were written on the book by Zhao Yutu with charcoal, registered in the book, and clearly marked.
When the last bag of grain was weighed, Zhao Yutu took the notebook and said to Liu Heng: "There are a total of 1,450 shi of grain. If the harvest is 10% higher than the market price, we should pay 598 taels of silver."
All the money in the village was with Li Shuheng, so Liu Heng asked Jia Liu to go to the village to get the money from Li Shuheng.
Not long after, Li Shuheng and Jia Liu went down the mountain together, but there was an extra cloth bag containing silver in their hands.
As soon as he got off the mountain, Li Shuheng saw large carts full of grain. Knowing that Jia Liu had not lied to him, he handed the cloth bag containing the silver to Liu Heng and said at the same time: "Here are five hundred and ninety-eight taels and three." Share the money.”
Thousands of advices are not as useful as money.
The elderly villager who got the silver smiled broadly. Several villagers nearby touched the silver in the cloth bag, as if they couldn't believe it was real.
Liu Heng said with a smile: "Fellow, if there is grain in the village that you want to sell in the future, you can come to Hutou Village and we will harvest grain at 10% higher than the market price."
"Okay, okay, okay." The elderly villager nodded repeatedly, holding the cloth bag containing the silver tightly in his arms.
The villagers did not expect that Hutou Village would really give money. In the past, they would give grain to Hutou Village for free after the spring and autumn harvests in exchange for the bandits of Hutou Village not going down the mountain to harm the people of several surrounding villages within a year.
