Yan Xiaoer gave the order, and everyone who was watching the battle from behind all stepped forward with wooden swords in hand.

All the servants who escorted the Mo family's motorcade were slaughtered by Chen Pingzhi and the others.

Because those who work for the tiger and help the tyrant are equally despicable and deserve to be killed!

Because there is a lot of blood and dirt on their hands.

Yan Xiaoer doesn't feel any guilt for killing them.

As for Chen Pingzhi and others, even less.

They themselves were born as bandits, and killing people is not much different from killing chickens.

"Senior Brother Yan, the inventory is over. We have gained quite a lot this time."

After counting the collected goods, Chen Pingzhi came to report to Yan Xiaoer.

"This time, three hundred taels of silver, 500 pieces of silk, and 100 pieces of linen were collected. 92 deeds of sale were collected."

Listening to what Chen Ping said before, Yan Xiaoer is not very angry yet.

When he heard that there were still 92 deeds of sale, the anger in his heart grew and grew.

According to Dafeng law, human trafficking is a serious crime and requires beheading.

The popularization of Da Feng Zhong Dharma has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Even the children in Kushui Village who have just learned to walk know this.

Don’t Mo Sanye understand?

"Are you still alive?"

"It's gone. It's all gone."

Chen Pingzhi scratched his head.

He also understands the shortcomings this time.

That's because I moved too fast and forgot to leave a tongue.

In the final analysis, the final reason is that the brothers have been suppressed for too long, and Mo Sanye is too bad.

"There are men and women involved in these contracts. After all, they are all children from poor families."

Chen Pingzhi sighed, his eyes blurred and hesitant.

"Yeah, I know."

Yan Xiaoer responded.

He is just the son of the blacksmith in Bushui Village. He had imagined how rich Mo Sanye could be last night.

But he still couldn't imagine that Mo Sanye could be so rich.

Three hundred taels of silver, one tael of silver can buy five hundred catties of grain.

Three taels of silver is the annual income and expenses of an ordinary family in the village.

Three hundred taels of silver is not that much in the entire Kushui Village.

Let’s talk about 500 pieces of silk and 100 pieces of linen.

Yan Xiaoer had never heard of the price of silk, but a piece of linen could be sold for three taels of silver.

Presumably the price of silk is much more expensive than linen.

After all, from a sensory perspective, silk looks much more advanced than linen.

Yan Xiaoer saw it, and there was no emotion in his eyes.

"Can these silks be exchanged for silver?"

Yan Xiaoer asked.

"Yes, the market price of a piece of silk is sixty taels of silver."

Regarding the price of silk fabrics, Chen Pingzhi was quick to tell.

Yan Xiaoer was shocked and looked at Chen Pingzhi in surprise.

"Well, those who work in our industry always need to know the price."

"Sell all these silks, the sooner the better."

"Sure, I can exchange it for you in silver this afternoon, senior brother."

"So fast?"

"Senior Brother Yan, you know that in our industry, we always have our own channels."

Seeing Chen Pingzhi smiling shyly, Yan Xiaoer was also speechless.

Are there so many ways to be a bandit?

But think about it, these guys are all making steel knives, how come they don’t have a way?

You must know these things, but ordinary people are not allowed to hold them.

At 3:15 in the afternoon, Chen Pingzhi had already arrived at Yan Xiaoer's room with 1,800 taels of silver in his arms.

This is the first time in Yan Xiaoer's life that he has seen so much money.

On the table, there are 21 red lacquered wooden plates, each containing 100 taels of silver.

The silver is neat and sparkling.

Even Yan Xiaoer was a little stunned.

He was so frightened that he hurriedly covered the silver with linen cloth, fearing that he would lose his original intention.

On the contrary, Chen Pingzhi's heart did not fluctuate much.

Not to mention 2,100 taels of silver, even if 20,000 taels of silver were placed in front of him, he would not blink.

Eight hundred and eighty-eight years after the founding of the Dafeng Dynasty, the merchants of the fattened families owned hundreds of millions or hundreds of billions of silver.

Two thousand taels of silver is really not a lot of money to those people who play with money.

"Brother, do we really want to distribute all this money to the villagers?"

Chen Pingzhi asked again.

"Well, send them all away."

"But, Brother Yan, have you ever thought about it. It might not be a good thing for us to give all the money to the villagers."

Yan Xiaoer looked back at Chen Pingzhi with confusion in his eyes.

Isn’t that what you said last night about robbing the rich and giving to the poor?

Why, now that you have successfully robbed the rich, you no longer want to help the poor?

"If you give all these silver coins to the villagers, it will not improve their lives.

On the contrary, the money will return to Mo Sanye's hands again."

Chen Pingzhi and Yan Xiaoer talked in detail and told the whole story.

The villagers' harvest this year is okay, but there are always people who want to buy back the fields and turn them into their own homes.

When the villagers went to Mo Sanye to buy land with the money he gave them, what would Mo Sanye think about?

He would definitely have thought that it was these villagers from Kushui Village who teamed up with bandits to rob his motorcade.

By then, the villagers of Kushui Village will face a hellish life.

When Chen Pingzhi talked about this, Yan Xiaoer's vision and knowledge were enriched.

He is just a young boy. Although he has great strength, he also has a certain amount of wisdom.

But after all, he is not deeply involved in the world and does not understand the powerful relationship.

"Junior Brother Chen, can I just go and take care of Mo Sanye and the Mo family?"

"If you take care of one Mo Sanye, there will be other people who will do it."

"Then what can you do?"

"The system of equalization of land takes back all the land from the gentry and distributes it to the common people.

Everyone should play a supervisory role among swordsmen disciples."

At this point, Yan Xiaoer understood Chen Ping's words but did not understand them.

But he knew that Chen Pingzhi wanted to share the land with the common people.

"Okay, I will find a way to get all the land deeds later. Mo Sanye will also disappear from Guangye City.

As for what you think and what you want to do, that’s up to you.”

Yan Xiaoer doesn’t know much about management, so let’s leave management to someone who does.

Although Qin Chuan never assigned tasks to Yan Xiaoer, he saw everything Yan Xiaoer did.

"Not bad, I know exactly what I want to do.

I, a Shinto god, cannot throw away my major because of management needs."

Qin Chuan smiled happily.

In order to help Yan Xiaoer grow faster, Qin Chuan is ready to help Yan Xiaoer.

At the very least, it should give him more motivation to destroy the Mo family.

Because Qin Chuan doesn't have a good impression of the Mo family either.

When disaster struck in the previous life, this Mo family was the first to take the lead in betraying the world.

[Do you want to consume 2000 incense points to generate a sword training mission?]

"Yes!"

[Swordsmanship training mission has been generated: Mo family, Guangye City removed
Chapter completed!