big song poppi

Chapter 11 0010【Spicy】

Xiaowang Village.

In the big house with blue bricks and red tiles, Wang Yuanwai sat in the hall, drinking tea with a gloomy expression.

Although Han Zhen's slaps were not heavy during the day, he still felt a burning pain in his cheeks at this moment.

At this time, the carved wooden door was pushed open, and the butler walked in quickly.

Wang Yuanwai put down the teacup and asked, "Did you find out?"

The butler bent slightly, and reported: "Ah Lang, I found out. That rogue's name is Han Zhen, who lives in Xiaodong Village. His parents died early, and his elder brother died two years ago, and now there is only a widowed sister-in-law in the family. Because he is generous and righteous, this Han Zhen has a good reputation in the county, and he has close relations with several government servants in the county government."

Hearing this, Wang Yuanwai frowned and said: "It's just a rascal, there is no other relationship?"

"Gone!"

The butler shook his head.

Wang Yuanwai thought it was unbelievable at first, and then said angrily: "How dare a rogue dare to be so arrogant!"

Han Zhen's attitude before really bluffed Wang Yuanwai.

Out of caution, he didn't dare to act rashly, but sent the housekeeper to investigate first.

In the end, I didn't expect that the other party was really just a country hooligan...

The housekeeper added fuel to the side and said: "A rogue dares to bully A Lang, which really damages A Lang's reputation. Why don't you ask Mr. Xu to come forward and punish him."

Hearing the words Master Xu, Wang Yuanwai hesitated instead.

Nothing else, distressed money.

Although Wang Yuanwai gave his two daughters to Mr. Xu as concubines, Mr. Xu is also a master who his six relatives do not recognize, and he pays attention to doing things with money.

The last time they forcibly occupied a few acres of paddy fields from Wang Daili's house, they had already bled once.

If I go to Master Xu again this time, I'm afraid I don't have dozens of coins, so I can't do anything.

Already lost fifty guan today...

Seeing that Wang Yuanwai was silent, the housekeeper knew that Alang's miserliness had happened again, so he couldn't help but remind him: "Alang, this money can't be saved!"

Although Wang Yuanwai was stingy, he was not stupid and understood the meaning of the housekeeper's words.

If Han Poppi dared to bully him today, then tomorrow it might be Li Poppi, and the day after tomorrow it will be Wang Poppi...

Especially when he thought of the way the villagers looked at him today, he felt chills in his heart.

Xiaowang Village is his root, and there must be no problems here.

Thinking of this, Wang Yuanwai ordered: "Tomorrow, you will bring thirty... fifty pennies, go to the county seat, and ask Mr. Xu to get rid of those troublemakers..."

As he spoke, he made a gesture of cutting his throat.

The fierceness in Wang Yuanwai's eyes made the steward's heart tremble, and he nodded in response.

In Wang Yuanwai's view, either do not do it, or do it absolutely.

Those gangsters must die, only in this way can he regain his majesty, and the eyes of those villagers can change back.

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The next day.

Han Zhen slept until the sun was up.

This sleep was extremely comfortable, and I didn't wake up hungry again in the middle of the night.

After stretching his waist, Han Zhen only felt refreshed and radiant.

Walking out of the wing room and coming to the well, he broke off a willow branch, peeled off the outer bark, crushed the branch into several filaments and began to brush his teeth.

Toothbrushes and toothpaste appeared in the Northern Song Dynasty, but these are still high-end products and are only sold in Kaifeng City.

Ordinary people are still brushing their teeth with willow branches, and the wealthy people who are more particular will dip their fingers in crushed coarse salt to clean their mouths.

Pooh!
After spitting out a mouthful of blood foam, Han Zhen wondered if it was time to make a toothbrush.

The willow branches are too annoying, let alone brushing them cleanly, if you use a little force, your gums will be pierced, and your mouth will be full of blood.

After washing, he saw that Ma Sangou and the others were still sleeping, so he didn't bother, he packed two bags of copper coins and left the temple.

No way, gold and silver are not mainstream currencies at the moment, and are only occasionally used in large transactions such as Qianguan and Wanguan, and daily transactions still rely on copper coins.

Therefore, even rich businessmen and high-ranking officials have to carry copper coins in a practical bag honestly and practically when they go out to buy things.

As soon as he walked out of the temple gate, he met Butcher Zheng who came to give money.

Butcher Zheng handed over a cloth bag: "Han Er, the usual money is here, you count it."

The consistent money in the Northern Song Dynasty was not 850 Wen. In the early years, it was 770 Wen. Later, Zhenzong changed it to [-] Wen.

Although it is a rule set by the government, it is different in each region. For example, in Qingzhou, the usual money is 630 Wen.

This is not bad, but some areas are even more outrageous, and the usual money is only 420 Wen.

"Don't count, I still can't trust you."

Han Zhen just glanced roughly, then poured the copper coins into his bag.

"atmosphere."

Butcher Zheng couldn't help but praise.

Saying goodbye to Butcher Zheng, Han Zhen first spent 56 Wen for breakfast at the morning market stall, and then went straight to the blacksmith shop.

A long distance away, bursts of knocking sounds came to the ears.

Walking into the blacksmith's shop, shopkeeper Tian of the blacksmith's shop took the initiative to say hello: "Han Er, why are you here?"

Han Zhen cut to the chase and said, "Buy a knife, buy a good knife!"

"Is this getting rich?"

Looking at the bulging bag on his shoulders, shopkeeper Tian looked surprised.

Han Zhen just smiled and did not explain.

Shopkeeper Tian didn't ask any more questions, and led him into the inner room.

There are all kinds of knives and weapons inside, but most of them are cheap and inferior goods.

During the reign of Emperor Huizong of the Song Dynasty, the government did not strictly control civilian weapons. Except for military armor and crossbows, other weapons could be bought in blacksmith shops.

Looking around, Han Zhen was soon attracted by a simple knife.

This simple knife is 1.5 meters long, with a sharp blade and layers of snow patterns blooming on the blade.

He stretched out his finger and flicked the blade lightly, and immediately there was a clear and pleasant buzzing sound.

Han Zhen asked: "How do you sell this simple knife?"

"good taste."

Shopkeeper Tian said with a chuckle, "This simple knife is priced at sixteen sticks."

Han Zhen raised his eyebrows: "This guy is so bewitched by money that he even tricked me?"

Hearing this, shopkeeper Tian immediately called out to Qu: "Han Er, look more clearly, this is high-quality fine steel, and the material alone costs ten guan dollars!"

"Report a real price!"

Han Zhen didn't bother to talk to him, this guy looked simple and honest, but he was actually a full-fledged profiteer.

Shopkeeper Tian pondered for a moment, then said painfully: "Give me the twelve guan, at least let me earn some hard money."

This guy didn't say a single word of truth, and selling his twelve pens definitely didn't make him any less money.

But one thing to say, this knife is really good.

"I don't have enough money with me, I only have Qiguan. Just wait, I'll go back and get the money." Han Zhen said, taking off the bag on his shoulder.

"Row!"

Shopkeeper Tian nodded, put the bag on the scale, and weighed it carefully.

The usual 630 coins, and the seven coins are several thousand coins. How long does it take to count each coin.

Therefore, the general store has a steelyard. For large transactions, you only need to check the fineness of the copper coins first, and then you will know when you weigh them.

On the way back, Han Zhen saw a middle-aged man in disheveled clothes, squatting under the shade of a tree.

Next to the man stands a horse with a blade of grass stuck in its head.

There were also a few spectators around.

(End of this chapter)