"You stinky land farmer! I'll give you three more days. If you don't pay this month's land tax, I'll send you to the King of Hell!"
In a thatched house, an officer and soldier in armor looked fierce, with a young man wearing coarse cloth stepping on his feet.
The young man mustered up his courage, "But...but, I have already handed in next month's payment at the beginning of the month..."
"Bang!"
Before the boy could finish speaking, an officer kicked him in the face, knocking out several teeth and causing blood to flow.
"How dare you talk nonsense! I'm telling you, remember, if you don't pay the land tax in three days, I will kill you!"
The officers and soldiers threatened him coldly, turned around and left to collect land taxes from other houses.
The boy clenched his fists and his body was shaking, not with fear, but with anger.
His name is Jiang Pingan, he is fourteen years old and lives in Dahe Village. He has been farming for generations.
Life used to be okay, but a few years ago the country went to war and began to impose taxes like crazy.
Land tax, poll tax, town tax... in short, they cost money.
My mother died of overwork and my father was eaten by a tiger in the mountains while going hunting.
Now, he is the only one left in their family, but these people still don't want to let go of their only fourteen-year-old child.
He was so tired and wanted to die, but his parents kept telling him to live.
He didn't know what the meaning of living was. If he had a goal, it would be to kill these bastards who oppressed the people.
However, he was only fourteen. He had been malnourished for many years and his body was extremely thin. He was unable to deal with these martial arts soldiers. I heard that some soldiers had the power of immortals.
Jiang Ping'an limped to his feet. He hadn't eaten for a day and was beaten, so his body couldn't hold on any longer.
The thatched hut was empty, and all the tables and benches that could be sold were sold.
Jiang Ping'an looked at the broken basin next to the stove.
This is the only thing left in the family. It is a bronze basin that my father picked up from the river. It is full of cracks and is usually used to hold water. It is a little bigger than my head.
Jiang Ping'an limped to the broken bronze basin. This was the only one left that could be sold, and he didn't know how many copper coins it could be sold for.
No matter what, I'll sell it first and exchange it for a few sesame seeds. Even if I die, I'll still be a dead ghost.
Just as he picked up the bronze basin, blood dripped on it, and a bright blue light flashed from the basin.
Jiang Ping'an was stunned, what's going on? Why does the bronze basin shine?
Could it be that he was hallucinating after being beaten?
"Brother Ping An!"
At this time, a little girl appeared at the door with a tiger-like head. The girl was about eight years old. Her clothes were so patched that they could barely cover her body.
"Hu Niu." Jiang Ping'an responded subconsciously.
The other party's actual name is Li Yueyue, and Huniu is her nickname.
Li Yueyue ran in quickly, spread out her white hands, quickly placed a copper coin in the basin in Jiang Ping'an's hand, and said in a sweet voice:
"Brother Ping'an, I stole this from my father. You have to collect the taxes quickly."
Then, she took out half a hot bun and stuffed it into the other person's hand, "Eat quickly, I just left it."
"No, this money..."
Before Jiang Pingan finished speaking, Li Yueyue ran away with a smile.
Looking at a copper coin and half a steamed bun in front of him, Jiang Pingan, who did not cry even when he was beaten by officers and soldiers, now had tears in his eyes.
There is no shortage of icing on the cake in the world, but what is missing is timely help.
In such a desperate environment, there are still people who care about me. The feeling is indescribable.
Suddenly, a green light flashed in the bronze basin.
Immediately afterwards, Jiang Ping'an was shocked. Many copper coins suddenly appeared in the broken bronze basin.
He was stunned for a while, shuddered violently, and cautiously closed the door quickly.
He lowered his head and looked at the bronze basin again. The copper coins in it were still there!
Hallucination? No, absolutely not!
Jiang Ping'an reached into the bronze basin with trembling hands and picked out the copper coins inside.
Not counting the one given by Li Yueyue, there are ten in total!
Why?
Why are there suddenly so many copper coins?
He suddenly thought of the fairy story his father told him, saying that the fairy was extremely powerful, he could control the wind and rain, he could make money at will, and he had no worries about food and clothing.
Some immortals also have some powerful magic weapons that can also conjure money, such as a cornucopia. Money placed in it can continuously generate money.
Could it be that this is the cornucopia of immortals?
Jiang Ping'an was young and had strong receptivity. He quickly confirmed the matter and was so excited that his heart almost jumped out of his chest.
With this magic weapon, he will never be short of money again! You will also have money to pay your taxes!
Jiang Ping'an threw in another copper coin and prepared to copy more copper coins.
But after a long time, the copper coins inside have not changed.
"Can it only be copied once? Or is there a time interval?"
It would be so uncomfortable if it was just once.
Jiang Ping'an ate half of the steamed bun given by Huniu, but instead of quenching his hunger, he became even hungrier.
Looking at the ten copper coins in his hand, this is just enough for the local tax.
Jiang Ping'an decided to eat well first and prepared to change some food to fill his stomach.
He wanted to go out with the bronze basin, but he was afraid of attracting attention and being robbed.
Leave it at home, as you are afraid of being stolen.
I didn't know how powerful the bronze basin was before, so I just kept it at home. Now that I know it's a treasure, I feel like it's not safe anywhere.
The bronze basin in his hand seemed to sense something, and turned into a ray of blue light, which penetrated into Jiang Ping'an's body.
Jiang Ping'an was shocked and quickly touched his body to check.
"What's going on? Where is my bronze basin?"
As soon as this thought came out, the bronze basin turned into a blue light and appeared in his hand.
Jiang Ping'an was stunned for a moment, seemed to understand something, and said: "Put it away."
The bronze basin turned into a blue light and disappeared into the body.
"come out."
A bronze basin appears on the hand.
Jiang Ping'an was overjoyed. As expected, he could put it away at will.
After trying it a few times, he was completely relieved, and he was even more sure that this baby was definitely not disposable!
My stomach is rumbling unbearably.
He quickly took the money and ran to Uncle Li's house next door.
At this moment, Li Min was teaching Li Yueyue a lesson, "You little brat, you still know how to steal money! Who taught you!"
"No one teaches me, I just don't want Brother Ping'an to get beaten." Li Yueyue clasped her little hands together, tears streaming down her face.
"You..." Li Min picked up the stick and wanted to hit her, but seeing Li Yueyue's pitiful look, he finally stopped.
At the same time, he also saw Jiang Pingan at the door.
Li Min said coldly: "Get out."
Jiang Ping'an hurriedly said: "Uncle Li, I'm here to pay back the money."
"No, get out of here." Li Min continued to scold.
His family was not rich and had been robbed several times and not much was left, but he knew that Jiang Ping'an was even poorer.
Li Min felt sorry for the other party, but also didn't want to have too much contact with the other party and take on more responsibilities.
Jiang Ping'an did not leave, but instead spread his hand, and five copper coins appeared inside.
"I'll give you one back, and there are four left. I want to buy four steamed buns."
Li Min was stunned, "How come you have so much money?"
