Need for money

Hearing the voice, both Lin Jingzhi and Aunt Yu were startled, they let go of their hands, and quickly took them back.

But after seeing who was coming, Aunt Yu turned away, and Lin Jingzhi was annoyed in his heart, "Shi Mo, why are you wandering around if you don't follow the chief steward to help?"

Seeing that the master's face is not good, Shi Mo secretly complained, he is not blind, just now he saw the master and Aunt Yu holding hands, talking about love, but, but he didn't mean to come here to disturb the master's good business.

With a bitter face and forced a smile, Shi Mo raised his right hand and pointed behind him, and replied: "Second Master, I don't dare to sneak around for fun. Just now, the chief steward asked the slaves to direct the refugees to carry the wood. Look, this is the first batch The wood that was shipped back."

Looking in the direction of Shi Mo's finger, Lin Jingzhi realized that he was only focused on feeling the softness of Aunt Yu's little hand, and didn't pay attention to the front. He happened to meet Shi Mo, and there was only this official road nearby, so Shi Mo will come forward to pay his respects.

But even though he knew that Shi Mo couldn't be blamed, he still glared at him angrily. Is Aunt Yu's little hand so easy to pull?

How long will it be until the next time?

Shi Mo had a bitter look on his face, he smiled compensatingly, and stepped aside two steps to make way for Lin Jingzhi.

Lin Jingzhi also knew that in this day and age, it was indecent for men and women to hold hands outside the house and go shopping, so it was not good to blame Shi Mo, so he raised his legs and walked towards the refugees.

Although Aunt Yu is a heroine of the green forest, she is not lacking in heroism, but she is extremely shy when it comes to the relationship between men and women, she dare not meet Shi Mo's eyes, and hurriedly followed.

There were four or fifty people standing behind Shi Mo about a dozen feet away. Presumably, Shi Mo saw that Lin Jingzhi and Aunt Yu were too bold, so in order to avoid embarrassment for the two of them, he let them stop there, and he himself Come over here first to say hello, there are more than a dozen of these people pulling carts, and the carts are full of wood with branches and leaves stripped and bark stripped.

These logs are one foot thick and can be used as house beams, and the thin ones are three inches in diameter and can be used as purlins.

The refugees basically knew Lin Jingzhi. When they saw him approaching, they all looked stiff, lowered their heads, and stood there obediently, not daring to move.

"Shi Mo, is the felling of the trees going well?" Lin Jingzhi looked at the logs in the carriage, saw that the logs were straight and bright, and touched them casually, because the bark had just been peeled off, so the sound came from his fingertips. A trace of coldness.

Knowing that the master was not feeling well, Si Mo didn't dare to neglect, and hurriedly stepped forward and replied, "It's going well, it's going well, I heard from the refugees picking wood that the trees here in Luocheng are not tall, and they are taller than those in the north." Big trees are much easier to cut down."

"Oh, then do you estimate how many trees can be harvested in a day?" Lin Jingzhi asked deliberately.

There are nearly a thousand refugees who collect and transport the wood, and the places where the wood is cut are far and near. Shi Mo has never done this job before. How can he estimate it? After thinking hard for a long time, he stammered and replied: "This, this slave is not clear."

"boom!"

As soon as Shi Mo's words fell, there was a huge pain on the top of his head, his eyes were red from the pain, and he almost shed a few drops of tears.

Immediately afterwards, words of reprimand came one after another, "You are such an adult, you can't even do such a trivial matter, you really should fight!"

After finishing speaking, Lin Jingzhi withdrew his right hand, let out his anger, lifted the hem of his shirt, and continued to walk forward with a shake. Aunt Yu walked behind him on the left side with her head down, and bit her lips hard, so she didn't smile. When the voice came out, Shi Mo covered his head and rubbed it for a long while, then took back the tears and murmured softly, "Hmph, I obviously thought I ruined your good deed, but I found a good-sounding reason to hit me to avenge myself .”

Dissatisfied, he glanced at his master's back sideways, Shi Mo yelled, and asked the refugees to pull the carts and continue to transport the wood.

After walking dozens of steps forward, Lin Jingzhi deliberately slowed down his pace, wanting to wait for Aunt Yu to come forward and strike while the iron is hot to take advantage of it, but Aunt Yu didn't fall for it and kept a certain distance from him all the time. Also full of vigilance.

Seeing this, Lin Jingzhi was depressed for a while. At this moment, there was a sound of horseshoes in front of him, and then five or six men on horseback entered his eyelids.

The man he knew earlier was Jia Lin who he thought had a good character and was worth making friends with.

Today, Jia Lin wore a light green embroidered robe and stepped off a tall bay red horse. Although it was not as strong as Aunt Yu's big black horse from a distance, it was still considered a good horse. The silk hanging from both sides is fluttering in the wind, which has the temperament of a good young man.

Behind him were five sturdy domestic servants, all holding a whistle stick about an inch and a half thick and two meters long in their hands.

In this era, weapons control is still quite strict. Only soldiers, clerks in the yamen, and servants in government houses can carry iron weapons. For wealthy businessmen like the Jia family, even if their relatives are officials in the court, they His servants can only defend themselves with sticks.

The Lin family was able to equip their own guards with steel knives because Mrs. Lin had the imperial title.

"Respect, haha, I'm here to see you." Still far away, Jia Lin was riding on a horse, waving his right hand and greeting with a big smile.

Lin Jingzhi also waved his hand, and waited for Jia Lin to drive close to him before replying, "Brother Jia, why are you here?"

He pulled the rein hard, and when the steed stopped firmly, Jia Lin turned over and jumped off. Although Jia Lin was usually obsessed with wine and sex, his horse riding skills were good, "It's not because of you, respect, you can It's really amazing, to think of using refugees to open up wasteland for oneself, I admire, I admire for my brother!"

"Fuck you, don't you understand how capable I am? What's there to admire!" Lin Jingzhi angrily stretched out his fist and punched Jia Lin's chest lightly.

"It was hard to say before, but now, brother, I really can't see through you!" Jia Lin put away his smiling face, looked up and down, and looked at Lin Jingzhi several times. Finally, he stretched out a thumb and praised: "Brother, this is not a joke. I really admire you. You can do such big projects as opening up wasteland and digging canals. Now the city of Los Angeles is about to be turned upside down because of this news."

"No way!" Lin Jingzhi smiled modestly.

"As for, of course, as for, let me tell you, even my father made an exception today and praised you very well. It didn't matter that I wanted to come and see you, but he agreed without saying a word." Jia Lin was not afraid of Lin Jingzhi's suspicion. , to tell the truth directly, and he also knew that Lin Jingzhi had already seen that his father didn't want him to make friends with Lin Jingzhi.

"Oh? Little brother, I really didn't expect to be praised by Uncle Jia." Lin Jingzhi was quite surprised, but after thinking for a while, he guessed that the reason why Jia Nanshan agreed to Jia Lin to come to him should be the same as Jia Lin last time. It has a lot to do with inviting Zheng Jianqiu to visit Jia's mansion when he came to visit Lin's mansion.

Thinking of Zheng Jianqiu, his eyes lit up, and he thought to himself, should he drag the Zheng family into this muddy water right now.