Plane Mall: I became a group favorite by hoarding goods

Dayan Kingdom is a village not far from the northern border.

The night was dark, and the north wind howled, making a miserable whine in the low mud house, adding to the chill.

"Uncle Village Chief, Uncle Village Chief, open the door quickly!"

There was a knock on the only decent brick house in the village, and the wooden door made a banging sound. The thin old man huddled on the kang in the house suddenly woke up, and a hint of panic flashed across his wrinkled old face.

"Old, old lady, is there someone knocking on the door?"

"It sounds like Shuanzi at the head of the village. Is something going to happen again? Oh, how can one live like this!"

The equally thin old woman tugged at the quilt in panic, trying to shrink into a corner but stopped abruptly.

"Old man, go and have a look. If someone comes into the village to rob us, we must inform the villagers immediately, otherwise we will all starve to death this winter!"

"I know, I know, don't worry, I'll go take a look right now."

The old man shivered, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and while cheering himself up, he braved the biting cold wind and walked out of the hut.

"Uncle Village Chief, please open the door quickly. Something good is coming, a great thing!"

What?
Great thing?
What other good things can happen to them at this juncture?

The old man didn't believe it. When he opened the wooden door tremblingly, his calloused hands were suddenly cold and cold.

"Shuanzi, what's the matter with the cat when you're not at home at night?"

"Great thing!"

The man named Shuanzi was tall and burly, and he looked even more majestic with a thick mink coat on his body. However, the ecstasy bursting out of his eyes made it easy for people to ignore his figure.

"Village chief, someone came to our village to sell grain!"

"What, selling food? How is that possible? Doesn't it mean that even the imperial court has no food?"

"Oh, it's true. How could I go all the way to lie to you? I saw the white rice and flour with my own eyes!"

"Really, really?"

He knew what kind of person Shuanzi was. This young man had a lot of strength and still lived in the village. He had done his best to protect the villagers since the snow disaster.

The sudden news made the old village chief feel excited, and his face suddenly became less worried and his hands became less cold.But he thought of another possibility.

"Shuanzi, is the food expensive to sell? We folks have spent almost all their money."

"It's not expensive, it's not expensive. Rice and flour cost ten copper coins per pound, which is cheaper than usual!"

Shuanzi immediately told the old village chief what he had learned, "Besides, they also said that if you don't have money, you can exchange it with other things. I exchanged two mink coats for two hundred kilograms of grain!"

What?
Two hundred pounds? !

The old village chief's cloudy eyes widened in shock. Although Shuanzi was big and the mink coat he wore was much larger than others, it couldn't be so valuable!

"really?"

"Seriously! I have already taken those two hundred kilograms of food home."

Shuanzi was very anxious, "Hey, old village chief, the grain seller is still waiting at the entrance of the village. Let's quickly notify the villagers to buy it. There is no such store after passing this village!"

"Ah, yes, yes, it's cold weather. What if someone dislikes it and won't sell it?"

The old village chief was in a daze and followed what Shuan Zi said. After a long while, he went back to the house, picked up the gong that belonged to the village chief, and walked out of the house, beating gongs and drums all the way from one end to the other.

"Folks, come out quickly. Someone is here to sell grain. Let's go to Shuanzi's house with money and valuables!"

embolus:"?"

Why did you go to his house?The two hundred kilograms of grain exchanged for minks are not enough for so many people to rob!
Here, an old man and a young man called the villagers to gather. At the head of the village, a few people with their faces covered stood shivering beside the bullock carts pulling grain. They were all frozen like dogs. "Damn, it's so cold here!"

"No, my hands are almost freezing. Hurry up and finish what the young master has told me to do and come back as soon as possible."

"Hey, don't tell me, this mink is really warm and not so cold anymore!"

"Then let's exchange for more animal skins. There is no shortage of these things here, and I'm afraid there aren't many people in the village who have money."

Several people held back their trembling legs to discuss, not forgetting to pull up the black cloth covering their faces to cover their cheeks. They held knives in their hands. From a distance, they looked like bandits who had finished robbing their homes.

This scene made the villagers who followed Shuanzi feel a little scared.

"Shuan, Shuanzi, are you sure this is not a robber who came to steal our food?"

"Uncle, is there anything else at your house that I can rob?"

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Shuanzi succeeded in choking everyone with his light words, and the villagers' fear suddenly disappeared.

Yes, they have nothing left to rob. The food supply at home has long been exhausted. In the past few days, they have been digging snow and tree roots from the mountains to satisfy their hunger.

Everyone followed the bolts and approached the carriage with the things in their hands. They heard the masked men talking before they could speak.

"Let's talk about it first. Rice and flour both cost 50 kilograms each, both of which cost 10 cents per kilogram. We don't have brown rice with black flour or anything like that. Come and count!"

Villager: "."

Just, quite unexpectedly.

"Then what, brother, if you don't have money, can you use other things to pay for it?"

"Yes, a mink coat, a bamboo basket, a jade pendant, any household items that are not needed at home will do."

The villagers jumped up happily when they heard this and lined up with their things.

"I want 200 kilograms of white flour in exchange for a silver hairpin!"

"I, I, I will exchange 200 kilograms of white flour and 100 kilograms of rice for the best animal skins!"

"300 pounds of white flour!"

"50 pounds of rice!"

The masked man directly picked up the cloth bags containing rice and noodles and exchanged them one by one. There was no need to weigh them. One bag weighed 50 kilograms. As for the things the villagers used in exchange for food, they just took a look at them and accepted them.

This surprised the villagers even more.

Ah, don't you need to estimate the value?
Until someone got the heavy cloth bag and opened it, they were stunned by the plump grains of rice and flour whiter than snow.

"It's true, it's actually true, it's really polished rice and noodles!"

"If we save this food, it will be enough for us to survive the winter. It will save us."

"Wow, finally I don't have to be hungry anymore!"

When everyone looked at the masked man, their eyes suddenly changed. The fear and fear just now were gone, replaced by full respect and gratitude.

Nice guy!
The benefactors must have covered their faces because they didn't want us to know their identities.

That's right, that's it!
The masked man was not surprised to be stared at by so many people with "wolf-like" eyes. He was busy receiving and delivering goods in an orderly manner, which is called calmness.

At this moment, not only were there masked people bringing warmth to the village in front of them, but there were also convoys carrying food within a ten-mile radius and in the black market in the city. They would not forget to clean up after the goods were sold, ensuring that no one would find them by following the ruts. The warehouse is located.