"Do you fucking know who I am? My brother-in-law is a high-ranking official in Xiliang Mansion, so he had the sense to let me go, otherwise -"
"Drag him out and beat him!"
gradually,
Businessmen wake up one after another.
Those who were not afraid of death and screamed were all dragged out of the prison van, beaten to death, and then put back in the prison van. From then on, no one dared to speak out. They all imitated Tang Hulu and cried all the way.
It’s a long loess day, it’s a hot summer day, and the moisture naturally drains away quickly, and the more I cry, the thirstier I become.
The prison car was twisting and turning in the hills and ravines. Even if Song Che wanted to memorize the route, it would be impossible.
Just like that, I staggered away for a day.
Even the bandits couldn't stand the exposure to the sun, not to mention that the people crowded in the prison car all had chapped lips, like dried radishes, dying and feeling groggy.
"Hero, why don't you give us a sip of water? If this continues, we will all die of thirst." Song Che said calmly.
The horse bandit said: "Originally I wanted to give you a drink, but everyone cried so hard that my head hurts. Now I want to drink water, there is no way!"
Song Che touched his sleeves and pockets again, thinking about exchanging something for water, but found that even the ring had been taken away.
"Hey, good man, I see you rubbing your neck from time to time. Is your cervical spine uncomfortable?" Song Che suddenly came up with a plan when he saw the horse bandit rubbing his shoulders and back.
The horse bandit complained: "Nonsense, how can you sit comfortably in a car? From last night to now, I have been riding on a horse!"
It has been almost nine hours since last night. According to the speed of the horses and prison cars, they have traveled at least seventy or eighty miles. Are they about to leave the prison?
Song Che smiled and said, "I'll teach you a move that can greatly relieve shoulder and neck fatigue. If it works, give me some saliva to drink."
The horse bandit raised his eyebrows: "Is it true?"
“You’ll know after you try it.”
Song Che said while demonstrating: "Come on, everyone do it with me. First, cross your hands and put them on the back of your head. Press your hands forward hard, lift your neck back hard, take five deep breaths in a row, and do three sets at the same time. It will work wonders." It will show itself.”
The horse bandit was doubtful, and imitated Song Che's movements, doing three simple sets, shaking his neck, beating his shoulders, and said in surprise: "Hey! It seems a lot easier!"
Song Che often does this when his cervical spine is sore. Anyone who has done it knows whether it is effective or not.
He winked at the horse bandit.
"No wonder they all say that you Daliang businessmen are smart and treacherous. When I saw you today, I had a different reaction." The horse bandit quickly took off the water bag from his waist and threw it to Song Che.
Song Che drank a few big gulps, and most of the day's thirst was finally gone.
Trading does not necessarily require money, it can also work with knowledge.
"Boss Song, give me a drink too!" Tang Hulu and other businessmen rushed to drink.
Subsequently, the movements to relieve cervical spine discomfort quickly spread among the horse bandits, and everyone did exercises together.
Song Che took the opportunity to chat with the horse bandit: "By the way, brothers, why do you want to arrest us?"
The horse bandit shook his head, "I don't know this. Even if I knew, I couldn't tell you. Anyway, it's the leader's order."
"Then why don't you tell us where we are going? It's been a bumpy day and we are hungry and thirsty. Are you feeling uncomfortable too?" Song Che asked again.
The horse bandit pointed forward: "Come on, here, it's just ahead."
Song Che looked in the direction he pointed - he saw an open basin among the loess hills, with vegetation growing toward the sun, sparkling lakes, small groups of cattle and sheep grazing, and two to three hundred neighboring households.
Is this a bandit's den?
It's more like a paradise.
Are these people horse bandits?
Thinking back to last night, after they invaded the market, they didn't kill any civilians, and they didn't even steal any goods.
Soon, the escort team arrived at the entrance of the village. The children greeted them with smiling faces, and the villagers rushed to tell each other:
"General Ge and the others are back!"
For a time, all the villagers gathered at the entrance of the village. Their skin was dark and red, and most of them had Liang faces.
"Get out of the car quickly!"
Merchants were driven off the shelves.
"Get them some water first!"
Some villagers brought two large buckets of water, but did not give them a spoon. The merchants rushed to get the first bucket, just like grabbing pig food, and plunged their heads into the buckets and drank to their fill.
Song Che frowned slightly and stood there indifferently. Looking at the smiling villagers, they were honest and kind-hearted, but looking at the bandits, they all looked fierce. What a huge contrast.
"The second and third masters are here!"
"Everyone, stand still for me!"
The businessmen who had finished drinking the water stood in line one by one.
I saw two men walking out of the village. One was in his early thirties, with a jeweled headband on his forehead, and the other was in his mid-twenties, with a Han Chinese face.
"It's him!"
All the merchants stared at the man with the jeweled headband and exclaimed. He was the man with a silk hairband wrapped in mutton-fat jade in the market yesterday.
Sure enough, there must be a monster when things go wrong. When the man with the hairband exchanged mutton-fat jade for silk yesterday, Song Che felt something was wrong.
"I asked why he was so generous. It turned out to be a spy hidden in the gangster's farm!"
"It's so heartless!"
It seems that all the businessmen present have received "favor" from the man with the hair tie.
Not only did Song Che know the man with the hairband, but the face of the third master next to him seemed familiar as well. Thinking about it carefully, isn't he the man he saved from the bounty hunter on the roadside earlier?
It seems that those bounty hunters were right, he was really a horse bandit.
The third master also stared directly at Song Che in the crowd, obviously they all recognized each other.
"You don't want to live anymore! Shut up, everyone!"
The horse bandit threatened with a knife, but the businessmen swallowed their anger.
The man with the hair tie walked up to the merchants one after another calmly and calmly:
"Boss Zhang, Boss Wang, Boss Li... you are in the tea business; Boss Liu, Boss Xu, Boss Huang... you are in the porcelain business; Boss Lu, Boss Qin, Boss Zhou... you are in the jewelry business. …”
He explained the types of goods sold by the merchants one by one. Finally, when he came to Song Che, he didn’t say much, just smiled slightly and introduced himself:
"My name is Kui Jin. I am the second boss in the village and a jade merchant, so you don't have to be afraid. We are all in the same industry. I invited all the bosses to the village because I want to do some business with you. If If we cooperate happily, I will let you go."
"What business are you doing?" someone asked.
Kui Jin gently uttered one word: "Iron."
"Ah? Salt and iron are prohibited in the border area."
"If you are caught, you will be beheaded, or your whole family will be executed!"
"Aren't you forcing us to smuggle?"
Which businessman does not have a wife, children and family, and who is willing to risk his wealth and life to do this kind of business?
"Bosses, there is no need to rush to answer. I will give you one night to think about it. If you are willing, then we will work together to implement the deal. If you are not willing, maybe,"
Kui Jin said coldly: "Tomorrow's sun will not rise in your eyes."
