The village chief divided the young men into two groups. One group went to bury the body outside the village, and the other group patrolled the village with the guys.
Although Zhang Liang only had one arm, he had been on the battlefield and was assigned to the patrol team.
When Orion saw Zhang Liang staring at the corpse in a daze, he stabbed him: "Liangzi, why are you dazed? Let's go."
"oh oh!"
Zhang Liang came to his senses and found that Jin Feng was surrounded by women. He had no choice but to suppress his uneasiness and follow the hunter away with the hatchet in hand.
"Jin Feng, how many people are you going to find for help?"
"Can my girl come? She can spin very quickly. She doesn't need any wages. She just takes care of the food."
"Jin Feng, when can you make the new spinning wheel?"
…
The women asked all kinds of questions.
He didn't care at all that only two people died in this courtyard, and the blood on the ground hadn't even dried yet.
Also, we have seen a lot of dead people, but the living people will continue to live.
In about ten days, the wild vegetables will go out, and they will have nothing to do.
Nothing to do means nothing to gain.
They are not afraid of work or death, they are only afraid of hunger.
Finally, Jin Feng promised to make a spinning wheel as soon as possible so that everyone could have work, and the women left with satisfaction.
In order to leave a good impression on Jin Feng, a few diligent women dug several baskets of soil with hoes and carefully covered up the blood stains before leaving.
"Master, how can you make a spinning wheel when your hands are like this?"
After the women left, Guan Xiaorou asked worriedly.
"I can't do it myself, but I can find someone else to do it."
Jin Feng said: "The carpenter in the town is also very skilled, just ask him for help."
"No! The spinning wheel can't be spread outside, you can only do it."
Tang Dongdong immediately expressed his opposition.
"Dongdong, even if I don't do anything in the future, how much can I do if I specialize in spinning wheels?"
Jin Feng said: "If you want to overthrow the Zhou family, you can't rely on me to make the spinning wheel alone. Sooner or later, I will have to find others for help."
"When we make money, I will go to the city to buy some carpenters and let them do the work."
Tang Dongdong said: "But before you buy a carpenter, you can only make the spinning wheel."
"Can a carpenter buy it?"
Jin Feng thought he heard wrongly.
"Of course, there are specialized oral and dental shops in the city. Some families have committed crimes and were sold by the officials. There are also families that have encountered emergencies and sold themselves to raise money."
Tang Dongdong said: "Carpenters are relatively rare, but if you ask more, you can always find one."
Jin Feng's mind immediately flashed to the scene in the costume TV series about selling one's body to bury one's father.
"Wouldn't the carpenter you bought leak the secret?"
"After you sign the deed of betrayal, their lives are yours. If you dare to leak the secret, you will kill the officials and you will not care."
Tang Dongdong said: "But carpenters are considered craftsmen. They usually sell them more expensively, and they have to pay taxes after buying them. We can't afford them now."
"Dongdong, do you think this will work?"
Jin Feng said: "We don't hand over the entire spinning wheel to a carpenter, but just hand over the more troublesome parts to them. When they are done, I will bring them back and assemble them together. This saves time and will not leak.
what do you think?"
"This is a good idea."
Tang Dongdong thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.
"Okay, I have made relatively complicated parts a few days ago. Xiaorou, go find Brother Liang at dawn and ask him to help deliver it to the carpenter in town."
"good."
Before Guan Xiaorou could go find him, Zhang Liang came by himself after the patrol.
He did not enter the yard, but stood at the door and waved to Jin Feng: "Jin Feng, come here."
"Brother Liang, I also said I would look for you tomorrow." Jin Feng walked out with a smile.
"What are you doing with me?"
"Tomorrow I would like to ask you to go to the town and find a carpenter to make something."
"Okay, this is a small matter." Zhang Liang glanced around and asked in a low voice: "Do you know the bald man today?"
"I don't know him," Jin Feng shook his head: "Who knows where Xie Guang found his bad friends."
After saying that, Jin Feng immediately realized something was wrong.
Zhang Liang came over specially. Apparently there was something wrong with this bald head.
"Brother Liang, do you know him?"
"If I'm not mistaken, he might be a bandit."
"bandit?"
Jin Feng's heart skipped a beat.
For mountain people, bandits are a shadow that hangs over their heads and cannot be removed.
Every year the bandits from Iron Can Mountain come to the village to collect grain. If anyone resists, the consequences will be serious.
More than 20 years ago, a nearby village was hit by floods. The villagers' harvest was very small. If it were left to the bandits, the whole family would starve to death.
So that year, the villagers resisted and beat out the bandit team that came to collect grain.
As a result, a large number of bandits came the next day.
In order to establish their authority, the bandits directly killed all the men in the village and took the women and children to the mountains.
To this day, the village is still deserted, and no one dares to enter it in broad daylight.
If the bald man is a bandit from Tin Can Mountain, then the matter will be serious.
"Brother Liang, how did you find out that he was a bandit?"
Jin Feng asked curiously.
It stands to reason that the person in the village who is most familiar with the bandits is the village chief. After all, he has to deal with them every year. Why didn't anyone else recognize the bald man as a bandit and only Zhang Liang did?
"Because I saw the brand on his wrist."
Zhang Liang said: "That is the mark of the Maomaoshan bandits."
"Cat Mountain bandits?"
Jin Feng almost laughed: "Where is Maomao Mountain?"
The host's memory only has the Bandits of the Iron Can Mountain, and has never heard of the Bandits of the Maomao Mountain.
The names of the bandits are very domineering, such as Qinglong Village and Menghuling, which are very scary at first sight.
Maomaoshan Bandit, are you serious about such a cute name?
"Maomao Mountain is to the north of the county. I went there on business a few years ago and saw the bandits from Maomao Mountain. They all had a brand on their wrists, which was exactly the same as the one on the bald man."
"So that's it," Jin Feng couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this: "As long as he's not a bandit from Iron Can Mountain."
Bandits divide their territory, otherwise if you come to collect them, he will come to collect them too, and there won't be so much money and money if you suck the common people dry.
Several villages near Xihewan are the territory of the Tiegunshan bandits. If other bandits come to cause trouble, the Tiegunshan bandits will not be willing to do so.
"Jin Feng, the bandits from Maomao Mountain are more difficult to deal with than the bandits from Tin Can Mountain!"
Zhang Liang said: "The bandits in Tieguan Mountain make a living by harvesting grain, while the bandits in Maomao Mountain make a living by robbing homes and blocking roads. Although the core gang only has a few dozen people, they are all good players, and there is a life on every hand."
.If it is not absolutely necessary, Iron Can Mountain will not offend them.
Besides, if Tie Guan Shan knew about this, he might even help Mao Maoshan catch you."
After hearing this, Jin Feng couldn't laugh anymore.
He understood what Zhang Liang meant.
If the Maomao Mountain bandits come to Xihewan to collect grain, the Iron Can Mountain bandits may fight tooth and nail.
But if the Maomao Mountain bandits are just looking for trouble for Jin Feng, Iron Can Mountain will definitely not care.
After all, Iron Can Mountain doesn't want to see anyone killing bandits.
Otherwise, if you kill one today and I kill another tomorrow, who among the common people will still be afraid of bandits?