Lu Ming

Chapter 13 Preparing for War and Famine
When Zhou Tong heard this, he got up and paced, and the others didn't speak. The lobby was quiet, only the sound of pacing back and forth.

After a while, Zhou Tong stopped, sat back in his chair, his face gloomy, and said loudly: "Bai Shouhu probably took aphrodisiac, and he only fought a fight two months ago, and now he is picking up trouble. Well, no matter what. What kind of calculus is this bastard playing, let’s find the place first, then if two brothers die, we can’t be kind anymore.”

Speaking of this, Zhou Tong's eyes were much sharper, and he turned to look at Chen Huoding, who stood up abruptly: "I'll take people down the mountain, and I'll make those chops look good!"

Zhou Tong said seriously: "Listen well, take 40 people down the mountain first, sit firmly in Hengtang, and keep the wind far away. If you see Baizhuang people in the past few days, you will kill them, but don't cross the border, be careful of being ambushed. The rest I will leave someone to guard the mountain for me, and I will send someone to you in two days, and also, take two bags of sea salt brought by Mr., and dozens of people will eat and drink, which will cost a lot of money."

Chen Huoding clenched his fists: "Got it."

Zhou Tong looked at Chu Jianli again: "I dispatched people to the back of the mountain to report a letter, and some people came to guard the mountain, and they picked rice and game to exchange for salt."

Chu Jianli also stood up and clasped his fists. Zhou Tong looked at Lu again and asked, "The accountant will open a warehouse to pay for the salt and rice. I'll take a look at the wounded number when I have time. I will bring the body to the burial in person."

After Zhou Tong was assigned, several people went out to do errands one after another. Cao Chuan squeezed his stomach a little, stood up and bowed to Zhou Tong: "Since there is something in the village, staying here is also a mess, so let's do his homework. "

Zhou Tong didn't expect Cao Chuan to be of any help. It was also polite to invite him to sit in. He had something to do right now, so he said goodbye after saying a few polite words.

Cao Chuan followed behind and walked out. There was already a mess in front of the door. The people shouting and mobilizing before the war were lively. He bowed his head and walked around the two corpses, and someone walked silently to his hut.

There were still 20 meters away from the house on the top of the mountain, and his stomach finally started to rebel. Cao Chuan hugged a small tree and began to vomit.Fortunately, everyone was at the foot of the mountain, so there was no need to worry about anything. After finishing the work, I felt much more comfortable. I staggered into the house, rinsed my mouth with a ladle of water, and fell on the bed.

Just before noon, he was in a state of complacency.To paraphrase a line: It won't take long to make a fortune by selling stones, become the chief scoop, serve as the chief designer, guide the lost bandits, and reach the pinnacle of life. In fact, Mr. Cao has been very excited these two days.

Unexpectedly, before the grand business opened, he was smoked and vomited by two bloody corpses.

There is a vast world, without any scruples, whoever he wants to cut can be cut. From this moment on, Cao Chuan has really come into contact with the real side of this world.

"It's still too simplistic to think about the Ming Dynasty." His body was uncomfortable, but his mind was much clearer. When the incident today stimulated him, he realized that it would not be so easy to be a local tyrant in this Ming Dynasty. There is a I didn't pay much attention to it before, in fact, the very important gun barrel problem needs to be solved first.

After thinking about it over and over, he fell asleep in a daze. When he woke up, he took out his mobile phone and saw that it was already five o'clock in the afternoon. When he woke up, he felt much better, but there was still a slight tingling in his stomach.

It's funny when you think about it. When you were on the set, which play didn't die a few times?As a result, he knelt down as soon as he encountered a real corpse today. Is this retribution?

Open the door, blow the refreshing mountain wind, take a breath of fresh air, look around in front of the door for a while, and shout at the small bamboo house not far away: "Zhao Si!"

Zhao Si ran out when he heard the sound and saw Cao Chuan standing at a high place waiting for him. He smiled and jumped up a few steps, pretending to cross his hands: "Do you have any orders, sir?"

Cao Chuan asked loudly, "What are the heads of the family doing?"

"The uncle and the third master are burying people behind the mountain, and the accountant is making medicine for the wounded."

Cao Chuan nodded, since everyone was busy, it would be better not to disturb him.

But this time he found that he had nothing to do, so he asked Zhao Si to take him around the mountain, familiarizing himself with the terrain, and seeing that the sky was getting dark, and then he planned to go back to the room.Zhao Si turned his head and went to the kitchen to cook food for him. He pulled him and told him, "I have accumulated food today. If I want to eat something light, vegetarian and porridge will be fine."

There was no entertainment at night, so I slept early, and the night passed. I called Zhao Si up early in the morning to ask, and learned that Zhou Tong and others were patrolling the mountain, so Cao Chuan didn’t bother, and he was at Qingshitai until noon. Meet Zhou Tong and Chu Jianli.

Chu Jianli saw that he seemed to be a little restrained, afraid that he would find out his origin later. Cao Chuan smiled and ignored him, and directly asked Zhou Tong what was going on in Baizhuang, but he came to kill someone when he had nothing to do.

Zhou Tong is a long talker. Since Mr. wants to hear it, he will tell him about ancient times today.

More than [-] miles east from Pingfengzhai down the mountain, is Baizhuang, which is stuck in the middle of Pingfengzhai and Lin'an County.The leader of Baizhuang is called Bai Shouhu, a group of people who specialize in unfunded transactions on the rivers and lakes. Within a hundred miles, this Baizhuang is the number one scourge.

Looking at Cao Chuan's slightly raised mouth, Zhou Tong understood what Cao Chuan meant. You, a bandit leader, have the nerve to say that others are a scourge.
Zhou Tong laughed and turned his head to let the third shopkeeper continue to explain to Cao Chuan.

Chu Jianli looked like a businessman. He was a businessman when he spoke, and he gave his words. After some introduction, Cao Chuan understood the current situation.

This Baijiazhuangzi has been passed down to the hands of Baishou households for several generations. Before, it was no different from the old folks in the vicinity. They recruited tenants to collect rent, and occasionally harassed passing merchants to make extra money. Compared with the Pingfengzhai in previous years Come on, Bai Zhuang is considered a gentle family.

Who would have known that Tiangong is not beautiful. In recent years, there have been continuous floods, and after the floods, droughts have occurred. Western Zhejiang is a mountainous area. Once the mountain torrents passed, the mountain fields were damaged, and the tenants were also washed away.

Misfortunes never come singly. A few years ago, the Bai family suffered another epidemic. Mr. and Mrs. Bai died of illness. The eldest son Bai Shouhu took over the family business at the age of 28. The second son also died of illness. The third son Bai Shouye disappeared after that.

After this Chairman Bai took office, he felt a lot of pain and decided to change the direction of business. The industry was not easy to do, so he changed his line of business to become a channel.

Baijiazhuang is close to the official road and has a good geographical location. After Chairman Bai changed his career, he recruited desperate people, dismissed tenants, contacted small green forest enterprises, set up cards to kidnap tickets, forced buying and selling, and did not own business. During the years, the transformation was successful, and Baijiazhuang became a well-known local toll station with more than [-] business backbones and seven or eight wanted experts.

Ironically, the original old-fashioned toll station Pingfeng Village has also successfully transformed into a local product processing enterprise mainly exporting camellia medicinal materials and dried bamboo shoots after Zhou Tong was in charge in recent years.
This situation was suddenly reversed. In recent years, the Bai family gang robbed business travelers, tied up meat tickets, sold smuggled salt, and frequently committed crimes in the surrounding roads, and they were in the limelight for a while.

(End of this chapter)