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Chapter 69 0067 [What are you barking at? 】

"Quiet!"

As soon as Han Zhen finished speaking, the whispers in the crowd disappeared immediately.

Looking around, he said loudly: "Blacksmiths, carpenters and other craftsmen who can read and write, or have a skillful elder, step forward!"

Hearing this, the fleeing households looked at each other in blank dismay.

After a while, a thin middle-aged man took a step cautiously.

Seeing this, Han Zhen asked, "Are you a craftsman?"

The middle-aged man stammered and replied: "I... I have learned carpentry work before."

"How is the craftsmanship?"

Seeing that Han Zhen was not as scary as he imagined, the middle-aged man became more courageous and spoke smoothly: "It's okay, I can make some furniture, and I can also help build a house."

Han Zhen nodded: "Okay, you can find me later to get a liter of rice grain."

A liter of rice?
The escapees all looked at the middle-aged man with envy in their eyes.

The next moment, more than 20 people stood up from the crowd.

"I'm Shi Zuo."

"I know how to do masonry."

"I went to school, and I can write."

"I was a blacksmith before I went up the mountain."

"I know how to bark like a dog!"

"..."

Amidst the chatter, Han Zhen seemed to hear a strange voice.

Ma Sangou and the others looked strange, and they obviously heard it too.

Han Zhen smiled slightly: "Whoever said just now can learn how to bark like a dog, stand up!"

Soon, a teenage boy stepped forward.

Han Zhen raised his chin at him: "Call twice to listen."

He thought this guy was trying to fish in troubled waters, cheating on the liter of rice grain, and was going to kill chickens and monkeys.

Unexpectedly, the boy didn't panic at all, he cleared his throat, and opened his mouth to hear a series of dog barks.

The voice imitation is so vivid that you can even hear different emotions.

If you close your eyes and just listen to the sound, you may really think there is a dog beside you.

For a while, Han Zhen became interested.

When the young man finished learning how to bark, he asked, "Do you only learn how to bark, or do you know anything else?"

"I will have more."

After that, the boy began to imitate other animals.

It is as small as insects and birds, chickens and ducks, as large as wolves howling and tigers howling, and monkeys and horses neighing.

Eye-opening.

Han Zhen asked, "What's your name?"

The boy replied: "My name is Qiu Niu."

"Okay, just like them later, find me for a liter of rice."

Han Zhen said, remembering this boy in his heart.

A cock-crowding dog-thief, he can accomplish great things if he uses it well, although he hasn't thought of how to use it yet.

"Thank you Master!"

The boy immediately beamed with joy and bowed again and again.

Then, Han Zhen ordered: "Those who have gone to school and can write come forward."

There are a total of six people who can read and write. These people are not considered scholars, but their families were better when they were young, and they were sent to the village school or the private school of the landlord for two or three years.

"Zhang Yi, lead them to move some tables and chairs in the lobby."

After receiving the order, Zhang Yi led the six people into the lobby without saying a word.

After moving the tables and chairs out, he waited anxiously for the next order.

Han Zhen patted him on the shoulder and arranged: "Give them some paper and pens, and you will be responsible for registering the names and ages of these fleeing households. The more detailed the better. If you do it well, I will spare your life."

"I see."

Zhang Yi nodded in response, secretly relieved that his life was saved for the time being.

After explaining, Han Zhen shouted to the crowd: "Everyone lined up in a long line and went forward to register. In the future, when you open up barren land, you also need to take the initiative to register, otherwise you will be charged [-]% of the rent."

After a period of confusion, more than 800 fleeing households lined up in seven long lines and went forward to register one by one.

Seeing the group of women and children standing there at a loss, Han Zhen asked, "Are you Shi Bao's family?"

"Yes."

A little woman nodded.

Compared to the panic of other women, this woman seemed much calmer.

Her appearance is not pretty, but she has a bookish aura on her body. Standing among a group of peasant girls, she feels like she stands out from the crowd.

Han Zhen asked with interest: "Don't you hate me?"

The little woman shook her head, and bowed sincerely: "On the contrary, the slave family would like to thank Mr. Xiao Lang for killing that stone treasure and avenging the husband of the slave family."

"All of you were robbed up the mountain?"

"Yes."

The little woman looked at Han Zhen carefully, and said softly: "They are a group of hard-working people, I hope that Mr. Xiaolang will not embarrass them. My family is willing to tell Mr. Xiaolang where Shi Bao's money is hidden."

Hearing this, Han Zhen glanced at the little girl beside her, and said with a half-smile, "Shi Bao loves you!"

"This is the child of my family and my husband. If Shi Bao hadn't used this as a threat, my family would have died long ago." The little woman rubbed the girl's head, her eyes full of doting.

Restraining his smile, Han Zhen said seriously, "I didn't intend to embarrass you. If you tell me where the money is hidden, you can go down the mountain."

"Xiao Langjun is benevolent and righteous."

The little woman bowed profusely and said, "All the money is hidden in the well of Shibao's residence."

"Let's go."

Han Zhen waved to them and led Ma Sangou towards the house.

Shi Bao's residence was just behind the Juyi Hall, in a simple small courtyard, and there was indeed a well in the courtyard.

Ma Sangou walked to the well, looked at it with his head, and said in surprise, "Oh, it's a dry well."

It doesn't matter if there is a dry well in the yard, the key is to put wooden barrels and hemp rope beside the dry well, which is simply trying to cover up.

This stone treasure is really clever.

Han Zhen stepped forward and glanced into the well.

The well is not deep, only three meters at most, because it has just rained, and some rainwater has accumulated at the bottom of the well.

Ma Sangou suggested: "Second Brother Han, let me go down and have a look first."

Han Zhen warned: "Bring your knife and be careful."

Ma Sangou nodded and jumped in.

Soon, a voice came from the well: "Second brother Han, there is no one below, you can come down."

Han Zhen tied the hemp rope to a tree by the well, threw the other end into the well, and then jumped down.

A cellar was dug out on the left side of the bottom of the well, and Ma Sangou had already lit the oil lamp in the cellar.

Under the dim light, baskets of copper coins and several boxes came into view.

Going forward, Han Zhen opened the box and found that it contained necklaces, earrings and other jewelry, some of which were still stained with black blood.

After a rough estimate, the copper coins and jewelry are about [-] guan.

There should be some floating wealth in the families of other big and small leaders, and the money seized this time should be more than [-] guan.

After this reward, the soldiers under his command had at most dozens of guns, and at least a dozen or so guns.

Those villagers have recently been recruiting fleeing households and working, and they have also made a lot of money on hand.

Now that the villagers have money on hand, it is necessary to stimulate their consumption.

Otherwise, if the money does not circulate, it will be a pool of stagnant water, and the meaning of the coin itself will be lost.

Han Zhen had already had an idea in his mind, and it could be implemented after the summer harvest was over.

Ma Sangou kicked a basket of copper coins with his feet, curled his lips and said: "This stone treasure is not too troublesome, so many copper coins, how tiring it is to move up and down."

"Let's go, come and move tomorrow."

Han Zhen greeted, and after leaving the cellar, he climbed up the dry well with the hemp rope in his hands.

As soon as he came up, he saw the little woman walking towards the yard with her baby girl.

Han Zhen frowned slightly: "Why haven't you left yet, didn't you let you go down the mountain?"

"My family is already an unfaithful person, how can I have the face to go home. I am afraid that after returning, I will be disgusted by my husband's aunt and ridiculed by the neighbors. The slave family can tolerate it, but I am worried that the young lady will not be able to bear the grievance."

The little woman gave a wry smile, with pleading eyes in her eyes: "Can Mr. Xiao Lang show kindness and let the slaves live in the village, and the slaves will reclaim wasteland and farm for a living."

The atmosphere in the Northern Song Dynasty was relatively open, and there would be no criticism of widows remarrying.

But like her, she was caught by bandits and went up the mountain, and after several years of being the wife of Yazhai, and then went back... she would definitely be criticized by thousands of people.

In this day and age, the neighbor's mouth can kill.

Han Zhen pondered for a moment, and was about to refuse.

Ma Sangou on the side whispered: "Second Brother Han, these orphans and widows look so pitiful, why not let them stay."

Ok?
Han Zhen raised his eyebrows, turned his head and glanced at Ma Sangou.

Seeing that his expression was swaying, his heart suddenly understood, and he couldn't help changing his words: "Your mother and daughter can be allowed to stay, but if you don't do your duty and move some crooked thoughts, then don't blame me for being ruthless."

The little woman hurriedly assured her: "Xiao Lang, don't worry, my family will definitely live their lives according to their duties."

Han Zhen nodded and ordered: "There are many houses for big and small bosses, so you can choose one to live in."

"Thank you, Mr. Xiaolang!"

The little woman thanked her, and after giving Ma Sangou a grateful look, she led the little girl out of the yard.

(End of this chapter)