Plane Mall: I became a group favorite by hoarding goods

Chapter 87 87. Save People!

Shenjia Village is a lively village, and the aunts and girls in the village were already terribly uncomfortable because they were locked up in the village, but when they heard the news, they all ran out.

Only those who are left on patrol are still doing their duty on their posts.

"Oh, you stepped on my foot, Cuihua, move aside."

"Qiang Zi's family, let me go!"

"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze, it's so far away, I can't see clearly even standing in front."

Since it was night and most of the snow had melted, the situation over there was really not very appropriate, only the collision of weapons and the groaning and paining of everyone could be heard.

The fight was in full swing.

When the two arrived with Shen Qingsong, the entrance of the village was already crowded with many people.

"Hey Xingluo is here, give way!"

The aunts immediately gave up a passage wide for two people, making it clear that they regarded the couple as leaders.

Shen Mandun stood at the front of the village entrance and looked at the two groups of people in the distance, the original frown was gone.

It's fine if you don't come here for Shenjia Village!
He was worried to death these two days, fearing that the original 200-man team of refugees would expand again.

With so many people going up together, the pressure on the patrol team doubles!
Well now, things are perfectly settled.

Someone took revenge for them!

"Xing Luo is here, come and have a look, what shall we do now?"

Shen Mantun is a good leader.

Knowing that he is not smart, he often talks about "what to do". As a leader, he can preside over the overall situation, but he must also learn to listen carefully.

Don't mess around in areas that you don't understand or are not good at.

Cheng Xi really likes him very much.

But she, who originally planned to watch the excitement, soon realized that something was wrong, because the eyes of the person beside her changed.

"What's the matter, do you know the caravan?"

Shen Xingluo withdrew his gaze, was silent for a moment and said:

"If there are no accidents, it should be Mr. Jiang, the imperial envoy from the capital."

ha?
Imperial Envoy?

The group of people who were about to be killed by refugees?
Cheng Xi was stunned, she turned her head to look at the carriage that was retreating.
"what--"

She knows the man next to the carriage!

Although it's been a few months, Cheng Xi still has an impression of it.

"The guy in the gray brocade coat bought our stewed pork recipe and gave him 200 taels of silver."

At that time, she could tell that the other party was from a rich family, but she didn't expect that he was an official.

Shen Xingluo was taken aback when he heard the words, and then laughed.

What a coincidence.

"Uncle Mantun, these people must be saved."

Now it was Shen Mantun's turn to change his face, and his face that was relieved from a heavy burden suddenly became tangled again.

"Really want to save?"

He thought he wouldn't be able to match up with 200 refugees!
Shen Xingluo looked solemn, "It must be saved."

Cheng Xi also interjected, "Uncle, the man in the carriage once bought my stewed pork, he is a good man."

When Shen Mantun heard this, his hesitant heart suddenly became firm.

"Save, save here!"

Since they are acquaintances who have protected their Shenjia Village from disasters, they must be rescued.

It doesn't make sense if you don't save your conscience.

"Where's the patrol team, Lian Hu, Zheng Shan!"

The aunts also have eyesight, and when they see people moving real knives, they immediately back away so as not to hinder the villagers from doing great things.

Qingsong immediately picked up her own bow and arrow, put the arrow feathers on it and stretched it to the full, her eyes suddenly became a little hostile.

"Fire arrows!"

Lian Hu gave an order, and dozens of arrows shot towards the refugees on the opposite side without fail.

The 40-year-old man outside the carriage over there immediately beamed with joy.

"My lord, my lord is saved, we are saved!"

The morale of the escort team was low, but they regained their confidence when they saw someone helping them, and quickly cooperated with the patrol team to launch a counterattack.

Cheng Daqian rushed out with six bodyguards, slashing each mob with precision.

"Who dares to act presumptuously in the Shenjia Village?!"

The voice was loud and carried a bit of internal force, shaking the refugee's internal organs almost to the point of displacement.

Cheng Xi twitched his mouth as he watched this scene from afar.

Good guy, those who didn't know thought it was shouting "Who dares to be presumptuous in my village".

What's the matter with this banditry?

Could it be because he stayed too long in the isolated Shenjia Village?
However, the effect of this roar with inner strength was really astonishing. The refugee suddenly felt like a plate of loose sand, and he couldn't get up the energy just now.

A patrol team can fight three or four, and if they rush forward in a swarm, even refugees can't stand it.

The tide of battle soon turned around.

Not long after, the refugees scattered and fled in a panic.

Cheng Xi didn't even have a chance to make a move.

"Uncle, look, we can beat as many people as possible, so don't worry about it."

Shen Mantun was also stunned by this operation.

Ah, are they so fierce now that they don't even pay attention to 200 people?
"Xiaoxi, I have to buy your father a drink sometime."

Drink till you walk with your hands on the wall!
***
The old man got out of the carriage.

His gray hair was a little disheveled due to the previous battle, but even so his wise and majestic eyes grabbed everyone's attention.

The old man put his hands together, "Thank you for your kindness, I am so polite."

"Old people don't have to be like this."

Shen Mantun was a little embarrassed, "When you see injustice, you draw your sword to help, it should be done."

After he finished speaking, he secretly guessed in his heart that the identity of the old man might be extraordinary.

Just this calm demeanor in the face of danger and the aura of the whole body are not comparable to ordinary people.

This is a nobleman!

That's right!
Jiang Ming beside the old man set his eyes on Cheng Xi, but hesitated a little.

"Little lady, have we met somewhere?"

After three months, the memory is already a bit long, not to mention that Cheng Xi is very different now, at least his hair is a lot darker.

Cheng Xi smiled, "Huaishui Wharf, stewed pork recipe, do you still remember it?"

Oh--

The man suddenly realized, "So it's a girl!"

He immediately looked at the old man beside him, "My lord, this is the girl who invented stewed pork. You like it the most."

The old man immediately focused his attention on Cheng Xi, "Young lady is good at cooking, and now I am still thinking about the delicious braised pork."

Although he bought the recipe back, he always felt that there was something missing in the taste.

Since they are acquaintances, the two sides get closer when talking.

Coupled with the grace of saving lives, Shen Mandun quickly led people into the village - most of the Jiang family's guards were injured and needed to be bandaged.

There is still some distance between the entrance of the village and the gate of Shen's Ancestral Hall, but this distance is enough to shock the entire group.

Without him, this village is very different from the ones they encountered along the way.

The other villages are miserable, most of the houses have collapsed, and the villagers are all hungry and emaciated, and they are extremely wary of passers-by.

But in Shenjia Village, there were none of these!
The people here are more like living before the snow disaster, no, they are richer than before the snow disaster!
(End of this chapter)