I made twenty taels of silver when I changed hands, which was undoubtedly a good deal.

When he made a deal with the mountain people before, he was actually a little scared. After all, there was a lot of risk in it. If the deal went wrong, those mountain people were definitely not a good person, and they might actually come to kill him.

It’s just that since ancient times, wealth has always been sought in danger!

Mark En once pointed out: "With 50% profit, capital will take desperate risks; with 100% profit, capital will dare to trample all laws in the world; with more than 300% profit, capital will dare to commit any crime."

It was driven by profits and seeing Jiang Mansion as a potential customer that Lin Haoran chose this speculation.

Fortunately, this speculation was a huge success, which made Lin Haoran very excited. He had to work hard to chop two loads of firewood for only eight cents a day, and now he made two taels of silver all at once. How could he not feel excited?

Woolen cloth?

A Niu's eyes were full of envy, but as he looked at Lin Haoran's thin arms and legs, he was filled with doubts. With such a body, let alone hunting a big wild boar, it was a miracle that he could escape.

Suppressing his excitement, he handed over the job of buying salt to A Niu and went straight home.

Huniu heard the news somewhere, and quickly hurried back home. She saw her brother hoeing the ground in the front yard from a distance, and immediately ran over to ask.

The land in the front yard was fertile, and Lin Haoran planned to use it to grow some vegetables. He looked up at Huniu, whose face was as red as a ripe apple, and her bright eyes were full of curiosity and gossip.

"Do you think it's true or not?" He put down the hoe and washed his hands in the broken vat next to him, deliberately trying to make it a lie.

Huniu put her fingers on her temples and thought seriously: "I thought it was fake at first, because how could you beat the big wild boar, but...but many people said it was, right?"

Lin Haoran washed his hands, looked back at the curious baby, and stretched out a fist, but the fist hit him, and a small hand touched his stomach.

Giggle...

Huniu felt the silver in his arms, which not only saw through her brother's little trick, but also proved the authenticity of the matter.

In the evening, A Niu returned from Qingye Town and bought two kilograms of salt and some copper coins left.

Lin Haoran gave him 100 yuan for his hard work, but Aniu refused repeatedly, as stubborn as a cow. Finally, Lin Haoran gave him some salt instead, probably because he saw that Lin Haoran had a lot of salt, so he accepted it.

But little did he know that the salt actually belonged to a famous woman, but someone was obviously not that trustworthy and withheld some while cooking at night.

Two taels of silver is actually not much, as a piece of silk costs seven or eight taels. But for a poor family, this is undoubtedly a huge sum of money, which can prevent them from going hungry for a long time.

It was precisely because of the existence of this little money that Lin Haoran suffered from insomnia that night. He always felt that the broken door was quietly pushed open, but every time he checked, he found that he was overly worried and suffering from mild paranoia.

To put it in layman’s terms, it’s “I always feel that there are unscrupulous people who want to murder me.”

The next morning, the spring scenery was bright and beautiful.

Lin Haoran took the bag of salt that had been withheld twice and sat next to the big bluestone to wait. Probably because he was bored with the waiting, he held a wooden stick and scratched and wrote on the ground.

"Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, the green grass reaches the sky..."

Lin Haoran stretched out his hand and started writing. He likes ancient poetry and also likes ancient lyrics. Since he is engaged in high-end book sales, he has been exposed to some ancient books and has developed good handwriting.

But now it's very strange. His calligraphy skills seem to have suddenly improved to a new level. He can write in elegant thin gold style as well as in formal style in pavilion style.

"At the end of the sky, at the corner of the earth, there are only a few close friends..."

Lin Haoran turned his stick and the font changed to Song Dynasty again.

This calligraphy skill undoubtedly came from the original owner, and coupled with the splendid articles in his mind, the original owner of this body was undoubtedly a talented man. But what made him extremely strange was that not only did there not be half a book in the house, not even one of the Four Treasures of the Study was found.

He had a vague feeling that the original owner of this body must have an unknown story, otherwise it would not be so strange. Especially when it came to suicide, he always felt that there was something hidden.

ah!

When Lin Haoran was thinking seriously, he suddenly felt a creature next to him. He turned his head and was immediately startled. His body subconsciously wanted to escape quickly. But in the end, he saw the big man from yesterday. At this time, the big man showed his yellow teeth proudly.

Lin Haoran pressed his hand on his chest and looked at the big man who suddenly appeared speechlessly. This guy's smile was even more arrogant.

"So you are really a scholar!" The big man's eyes fell on the ground, as if he had already understood.

Lin Haoran was still in shock, so he took out the bag of salt from his arms and handed it over: "Thank you for fulfilling your mission! These two kilograms of salt have been delivered to you, so we are settled!"

Good salt!

The big man took the bag of salt, took out a salt block as big as a fingernail, stuck out his tongue and took a lick. His whole body seemed to be activated, and a smile appeared on his face.

Turning to look at Lin Haoran who was about to leave, he hurriedly called to stop, which made Lin Haoran immediately alert and secretly regretted not calling Aniu just now.

"I don't mean anything else. I just want to ask you. I also have a goat. I wonder if you are still interested?" The big man knew that the other party had misunderstood, and immediately smiled gently.

Lin Haoran nodded slightly. This was actually what he wanted, but he was a little frightened just now, so he forgot about this important matter. Fortunately, this big man took the initiative to propose it.

Jiang Mansion's birthday party will be held for three days, so there will still be a market for prey.

Watching this strong man named Hu Da go into the forest, in about a cup of tea, he actually carried back a fat goat, which was obviously just hunted today.

Lin Haoran called A Niu again and asked him to help transport the goats.

A Niu looked at the fat goat on the ground and became even more confused. He seemed to have heard some movement in the forest and glanced over there. However, he was not a gossip and helped Lin Haoran get the fat goat to Jiang Mansion.

After yesterday's confrontation, Butler Zhao really went too far this time, and directly gave him the actual price of three taels of silver, and also met the additional conditions for Lin Haoran to take away two kilograms of mutton.

The spring breeze is gentle and the countryside is full of greenery.

Lin Haoran returned along the field path, walked through the bamboo forest into the village, and immediately noticed something was wrong. The usually quiet grain drying field was surrounded by a large group of people, making it very lively.

Seeing such a large group of people gathered together, he stepped forward to join in the fun and see what big event was happening in the village. But there were dozens of people surrounding the eight layers inside and eight layers outside. Some even played with stacks of Arhats, without even a gap.

He stayed and saw the real "human wall".

I did hear the old patriarch's voice, which seemed to be announcing something, but the crowd was so noisy and mixed with the cries of some babies that it was impossible to guess what was going on inside.

He put away his curiosity and planned to go back and ask the know-it-all Huniu, a girl who knew everything. But just as he was about to leave, the airtight human wall collapsed, and the crowd seemed to explode, and everyone

They all looked towards him.

"Don't move!"

Lin Haoran was about to turn around and say hello to everyone, when several voices rang out.

But his body had already been twisted halfway, and one foot was still hanging. This "move still" sound was simply killing him. He only managed to stand alone for two seconds, and the hanging foot still landed heavily on the ground.

The moment he landed, he seemed to hear the sound of heartbreak. There were desperate faces, including the always steady old patriarch, whose mouth was wide enough to hold an egg.

It's just...it seems like he just turned around and didn't do anything!

"Haha... God's will! Your black general is dead, I win this time!" A short man in his forties walked out of the crowd, his face looking extremely happy.

Black General?

Lin Haoran moved his feet, and then he discovered that there was a flat black cricket under his feet. He believed that the two of them were fighting crickets.

"You! You..."

An old man in the village who was nearly fifty years old pointed at him and was so angry that he fainted immediately. A young man hurriedly carried him home on his back, and the old woman who followed gave him a vicious look.

Can you blame me for this?

Lin Haoran felt deeply innocent. It was clearly the cricket that jumped at his feet to seek death, and everyone had nothing to do with it. His feet originally fell somewhere else, but because of your shouting, the cricket was trampled to death.

What's more, it's just a black cricket trampled to death, what a small thing!

Everyone saw that Black Cricket was dead, and the two parties left one after another, choosing to go home or work in the fields. However, Lin Haoran's eyes looked angry or resentful, as if he had really committed a heinous crime.

Lin Haoran saw the old clan leader walking towards him and felt bad in his heart, so he took a preemptive strike and said: "Uncle, there is something wrong with the culture of our village. This is gambling!"

The old patriarch looked at him indifferently and gave a slight "hmm" between his noses, seeming to agree with this statement.

Lin Haoran felt that the old patriarch was indeed a sensible person, and immediately encouraged him: "Should you curb it in the future?"

"The harm of containment will be greater, and our village may even be destroyed!" the old patriarch said with certainty.

Lin Haoran was suddenly confused. Why would curbing gambling be more harmful and lead to the ruin of the village? Is this old guy stupid? But he still wiped his nose and asked: "Why?"

The old patriarch withdrew his gaze, looked at the little old man who was walking away and said: "Your uncle Jiu made a bet with Liu Laosan from Xiahe Village! If your uncle Jiu can beat him in the cricket fight, he will be exempted from the betrothal gift, and his daughter will marry you.

Jiu Bo’s son Awu!”

this……

Lin Haoran touched his nose red. He couldn't understand why he would bet on this, and it seemed so childish. The important matter of marriage was decided by two crickets. How feudal!

After a moment of silence, he couldn't help but defend himself: "Then...then we may not win!"

"Your ninth uncle worked from dawn to dusk for five whole days, and finally found this cricket king!" The old patriarch told a fact, and then he reflected on himself: "It's also because the pot we were looking for was too small, and the cricket king jumped.

Come out, but your kick..."

Lin Haoran realized that he had underestimated this village. It was full of landmines. This accidental kick killed a small cricket and ruined a marriage.

It's night, the village is peaceful, the bamboo forest is swaying in the wind like a lullaby, and the light clouds surround the moon, as if covering the waning moon with a mysterious veil.
Chapter completed!