However, they saw Zhao Ming dragging his ring-headed sword to the campfire and sitting down in such a carefree manner. All the herdsmen were stunned by this scene.
The herdsmen who were playing and singing stopped, and the dancing herdsmen girl also froze in place.
Suddenly the scene seemed to have pressed the pause button, and Old Man Sun's action of stroking his beard also stalled for a moment.
After a moment, he was the first to squeeze out a smile, and he laughed and said, "Haha, Chief Zhao, what... does this mean? Our mutton has been cut, and to cut the meat, just use a dagger. We also have it here. Special boning knife.”
When Old Man Sun opened his mouth, everyone started to move.
"Yeah! But I'm used to using this knife~"
Zhao Ming smiled. In fact, he was in a very bad condition at this time, and his white color was very pale, but it didn't look too abrupt under the firelight.
To hold a knife, the main thing is not to hold it with a knife. He probably had to breathe for a long time even walking over.
Everything was done to maintain this aura, and it all happened unexpectedly.
"Haha!~ So that's it. Chief Zhao can defeat hundreds of thieves with dozens of warriors. This is true! The old man admires him here!"
Old Man Sun smiled and cupped his hands, trying to ease the current atmosphere as much as possible.
"Yes! Sometimes this knife is not necessarily used to slaughter animals, but also to kill enemies.
By the way, Old Sun, have you found the mountain I told you about last time? "
Zhao Ming seemed casual, but both of them knew what he meant.
"Haha, does Chief Zhao still remember this little thing about the little old man? But don't worry, Chief Zhao, I have found it now, but... now the little old man is a little confused."
"Oh~!"
Zhao Ming knew that this was the beginning of conditions.
Old Man Sun did not rush to answer, but began to think carefully, as if he was organizing his words.
"That's right, Commander Zhao, the situation is not complicated at all. We used to have a lot of people.
We once had a pasture and were responsible for managing a large pastoral area with a population of thousands.
But because we had found a mountain three years ago, we thought it would be our chance to join the big tribe and fully integrate into the grassland.
Who would have thought that the mountain would collapse like this when the wind blows?
Alas, our population has dropped sharply, most of the men have died, and most of the women have been snatched away. Now we have really become refugees from the grasslands.
So we are quite hesitant, if this mountain also collapses... Of course, Commander Zhao, I have no other meaning, I just said that if..."
After listening to what Old Man Sun said, Zhao Ming still didn't understand what he meant.
Unexpectedly, Pingqiantun was a large gathering place for Han people. Although the number of people was small, in this vast and sparsely populated prairie, a thousand people was indeed a large number.
Did you seek refuge with the previous director of the market before, but the investment failed?
Zhao Ming collected his thoughts for a moment and said with a smile, "Mr. Sun, let's not talk about idle chatter. I'll just say some things directly.
I saw your previous attitude, you still want to make a difference.
As the saying goes, adding icing on the cake is not as good as providing help in times of need. How about you provide help in times of need, and then I will repay you with a spring of water? "
Hearing this, Old Man Sun just smiled and said nothing.
Old fox! If you don't see the rabbit, you won't let go of the hawk.
Zhao Ming can also understand that the other party has nothing to lose. He probably just wants revenge. He just has no choice for the time being, but that doesn't mean he won't continue to sit on the sidelines.
"It seems that Mr. Sun doesn't like the imaginary, so let's talk about the practical. Your Pingqian Village now has thirty strong laborers, right?
If we include some of the older generation who are also good at riding and shooting, there are fifty people.
Do you think fifty people are really that important to us?
and....."
After Zhao Ming said this for a moment, he changed the subject and said with a faint smile,
"You should have some conflicts with the Darkhan tribe and even the Maoming'an tribe, right?"
Old Man Sun's eyes were focused, and his expression was so subtle that it was hard to see clearly.
But Zhao Ming ignored it and continued to think about himself, "Let me guess what it is...
Oh, I remembered. When the last farm director was in office, Mr. Sun, you seemed to be the owner of the farm here, right? Oh yes, your name is indeed on the list.
Let me guess again... your current situation... shouldn't be like this all of a sudden, right?
The previous director was the old man Kitayama of Maoming Anbu.
It’s a slow simmer, and you have a hard time scraping the meat with a knife, right?
Let me guess again... If I, the field director, take office later, won't I be able to see your Pingqian Tunbu when I come here? "
As Zhao Ming finished speaking, Old Man Sun was stunned on the spot with his mouth wide open. The herdsmen who got closer to hear clearly were also stunned on the spot.
"It seems that I guessed right, that's what happened."
Zhao Ming smiled, and that smile looked like a devil in the eyes of the Pingqiantun herdsmen.
Old Man Sun was silent for a long time and said in a deep voice, "You...how did you know?"
"Is it hard to guess?"
Zhao Ming shook his head, "Since I arrived, you have been observing my communication with Mao Ming'an and Darhan.
Oh, by the way, it was you who was watching us from a distance at that time! "
As he spoke, Zhao Ming casually clicked on a young herdsman in the crowd who was immersed in drinking milk tea. The other person shivered and was at a loss.
"You are all so miserable and still pay attention to this? It's obviously not normal.
Secondly, it’s still too miserable for you.
It's been so miserable. The big tribe is ignoring us. You can't even support yourself. You treated us to a feast on the first day.
Of course, it may be that you are afraid of our force.
It's just that you are all so miserable, do you still need to care so much?
Also, you are acting too hasty. If you want to visit the pier, just do it, what do you think? "
Zhao Ming said and looked at Old Man Sun.
At this time, Old Man Sun was in a daze, and his solemn and solemn face completely collapsed after a moment of stalemate. It was as if all his energy and energy had been drained away in an instant.
He smiled bitterly and said, "Sir Zhao, do you think we are too greedy?"
Zhao Ming didn't speak, just looked at the other party silently.
To be honest, he was indeed greedy. He was lying on the bed today and thinking carefully about it, and then he thought of the key.
What I said just now was actually half-guessed and half-guessed. There was some basis for it, but it was still mostly speculation.
But seeing this situation obviously confirmed it.
In this Pingqiantun, it was inevitable to hold on to his thigh, but at the same time, he wanted to do his best to occupy the bargaining chip. Even if he said he was greedy, he was really greedy.
But Old Man Sun is much smarter and cunning than Bayan and the people behind Bayan.
"I think it's understandable. You just want to see if we can be trusted! I can let go of the past. Now I'll give you another chance. How do you choose?"
As Zhao Ming stared at each other coldly, all the brothers from the Zhensong Army who were drinking and joking around also stopped moving, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.
