When it got dusk, Si Hu drove his carriage back.
At this time, there were already six or seven figures on the carriage. Following Xi Niang, they got out of the carriage in a hurry.
Xu Mu took a look and found that most of them were village women, with only two thin men.
"Xi, Xi Niang said, two cents of silver?" Before they could stand still, several retail investors hurriedly asked.
"Two coins, two meals a day, and when the winery and village are built, you can move into the village." Xu Mu smiled.
The entire area of the old racecourse is almost the size of two football fields. It doesn't matter if there are more people living there. In this way, it may be able to win over people's hearts.
"Is it notarized?" A man thought for a long time and then spoke cautiously.
"Of course."
"Then, I'm willing!"
"Chen Sheng, please arrange the manpower." Xu Mu breathed a sigh of relief, gave instructions, and walked to the racecourse.
The maid's wife, Jiang Caiwei, was squatting on the ground panting. When she saw Xu Mu approaching, her face was startled, and she picked up the half-cut tree next to her.
"Put it down first."
"Xu Lang, my family is strong. I used to carry two loads of firewood."
"Let it go first."
Jiang Caiwei hurriedly put down the broken tree and stood aside.
"You can read."
"Know...know a little bit."
"From now on, you will stop doing these tasks and come and help me keep accounts."
Jiang Caiwei paused, not daring to answer for a moment, lowering her head and rubbing the corner of her clothes.
When she entered Wangzhou City, she had already accepted her fate. It didn't matter if she worked hard all her life. She just wanted to live a clean life and not be sold out.
"Xu Lang, I'm afraid that I won't do well."
"My husband believes in you."
This sentence made Jiang Caiwei look up in shock, and even Xu Mu himself suddenly felt that something was wrong.
He followed Jiang Caiwei's words and blurted it out unconsciously.
For husband, for husband, so many affectionate words.
"Don't worry, Xu Lang, the slave family will do a good job." Jiang Caiwei blushed and responded hurriedly.
"Then, let's do this first."
After getting up, Xu Mu felt a little happy in his heart for some reason.
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The sky was panicking and dark, and with the help of seven or eight retail investors, several wooden sheds were quickly erected in the old horse farm.
Xu Mu originally planned to use the gimmick of overtime pay to fight all night, but after thinking about it, he decided not to do it. He was really exhausted and these people wouldn't be able to work tomorrow.
"Master, I'll go back first and come back tomorrow." The seven or eight retail investors were reluctant to eat the mushy taro soup they were given, so they wrapped it in leaves and hurried home.
The spring rain that originally stopped for a day fell quietly again, and in a short time, the entire old racecourse turned into a wet world.
"Brothers, it's still the old rules, three of us are on duty at night——"
Before Xu Mu finished speaking, he suddenly paused.
The expressions of Si Hu and others nearby also changed drastically. They each took their weapons from the side and gathered back together.
In the nearby small wooden shed, Xiniang peeked her head in and took a look. She was so frightened that she immediately retreated back to the wooden shed, holding the two children in her arms and shivering.
Jiang Caiwei took out the old hatchet from under the baggage and jogged nervously for a few steps to Xu Mu's side.
"Go back." Xu Mu gritted his teeth. God knows when his little maid learned to carry a knife.
Jiang Caiwei's eyes turned red and she hurriedly ran into the shed again, but from time to time she poked her head and stared in Xu Mu's direction.
"Master, they want to shout." Chen Sheng held the iron bow, his arms shaking slightly.
"Let him come closer."
Xu Mu looked forward through the thorn fence and found that there were about six or seven swaying figures outside the old racecourse, peeking their heads furtively from time to time.
Si Hu's bow shooting yesterday was probably to scare these people away. After all, ordinary people don't have weapons like iron bows.
"I have no surname and I have no home. I am walking around eating and drinking. May I ask, which one is on Jianghu Road?" A hoarse voice sounded coldly.
The king of heaven covers the tiger of earth!
Xu Mu almost couldn't help but shout out. If this was a small family, these bandits probably wouldn't bother shouting and would just kill people and set fire to them.
"Master, how are you coming back?"
"The Stove Lord, whose surname is Dong, rides a white horse and carries a long bow."
"My boss, what are you talking about?" Chen Sheng looked stunned.
"Just go back."
Xu Mu was also a little worried in his heart. How could he understand this? There were slang words on both sides, so he could just be fooled.
Sure enough, after Chen Sheng shouted out, the six or seven bandits in the rain instantly became silent, and they probably couldn't figure out Xu Mu's way.
These days, except for official officials, almost no one dares to fight bandits with weapons. Even official duties are mostly just a formality and nothing happens.
"It's cold in the middle of the night, begging for a bowl of water!" Not long after, a bandit covering his pockmarked face hurriedly walked up to Zhuangzi with a big bowl in his arms.
"Brother Mu, do they want water?"
"Drink like crazy."
Xu Mu frowned. Since ancient times, there has been a rule that thieves never steal anything. These six or seven bandits couldn't get to know Xu Mu's background, and they didn't want to go back to the mountain in embarrassment, so they wanted to ask for something.
If you provide water, it will be a big problem.
"Si Hu, throw a handful of broken silver."
When the winery was first built, Xu Mu didn't want to cause too many problems.
Si Hu responded confusedly, took out a handful of broken silver from his crotch, threw it into the big bowl held by the bandit.
The accuracy was poor and a lot of broken silver splattered out.
"Not enough! The bowl is still empty!" The bandit holding the bowl shouted angrily again.
Xu Mu sneered, if he comes here to ask for more, he might as well drink the northwest wind. Furthermore, these bandits can even destroy a village, so how can they be easy to deal with?
"Si Hu, shoot the bow."
After hearing Xu Mu's words, Si Hu couldn't wait to take off his iron bow and twisted the iron arrow.
"Go!"
In this round, Si Hu finally lived up to expectations. He shot an arrow and shattered the large bowl held by the bandit, causing several screams of surprise that resounded throughout the mountain.
As early as when he left Wangzhou City and wanted to build his own winery, Xu Mu had thought that something like this would happen, but he didn't expect it to happen so quickly.
As if for revenge, a few scattered stone arrows landed on the muddy ground under Zhuangzi from time to time.
They were all simple wooden bows, so naturally they couldn't cause much damage.
"Si Hu, Chen Sheng, shoot a few arrows out."
By the time Si Hu and the two men took up their bows and fired a few arrows in a hurry, the bandits had already retreated far away in fear.
After cursing in the rain for a while, he hurriedly turned around and ran towards the mountains.
"My boss, the bandits have retreated!" Chen Sheng raised his bow and cheered.
"Run slower and I'll shoot them to death!" Si Hu also said proudly.
Xu Mu was not so optimistic, and with the incident in the village, the relationship was basically settled.
"A group of three will be on duty all night. We must rush to work tomorrow and surround Zhuangzi."
Xu Mu's face darkened. In the final analysis, he just wanted to do a good job in the private liquor business so that he could have more leverage in this troubled world.
But unexpectedly, things always backfire.
In the wooden shed, Jiang Caiwei silently took back the old hatchet and put it under the baggage again.
When she entered Wangzhou City, in order to protect herself, she made a firewood stick to guard against the refugees who wanted to occupy her body, but unfortunately she lost it later.
When I entered the city, I found an old hatchet in the dilapidated courtyard, and I relied on it without realizing it.
Even in the first few days, when she was hiding in the house, she sometimes did not dare to fall asleep and held the old hatchet under her body. She was afraid that Xu Mu would suddenly burst in drunkenly and tear her clothes off...
But now, the thug he married doesn't seem to be a bad person.
"Xu Lang, I also have a hatchet in my house. I can sharpen it and it will be of great use."
"You can keep it for now." Xu Mu paused and turned around with a smile.
How could he not know what his little maid's wife was thinking, and she was too insecure.
But that's not to say that the maid's wife Jiang Caiwei's temperament is too cautious.
Xu Mu could imagine that when the Di people broke through the border, hundreds of thousands of refugees starved to death all the way south.
Jiang Caiwei was also among them, supporting her sick old father and taking her delicate maid with her, not only to protect the food rations, but also to guard against the intrusion of refugees.
In a wealthy family, the elegant young lady who plays chess, calligraphy and painting suddenly becomes a good girl who carries a knife by her side and overcomes obstacles.
