"Brother Feng, how did you go to fight the bandits? Did you kill all the bandits?"
"Brother Feng, what are you pulling? Why is it so heavy?"
"It can't be money, right?"
"How is that possible? How much does it cost to carry a dozen sacks?"
After entering the village, before Jin Feng had time to separate from the team, he was surrounded by villagers watching the fun, asking all kinds of questions.
After finally getting rid of the entanglement of the villagers, Jin Feng was about to go home when he saw a middle-aged man wearing a moon-white robe walking out of the village with two government servants.
"Is he Master Zhou?" Jin Feng looked at Liu Tie.
"That's him." Liu Tie nodded.
Hearing this, Jin Feng squinted his eyes and looked at Master Zhou.
Master Zhou is not tall, but very thin. He holds a folding fan in his hand, has triangular eyes, a hooked nose, thin lips, and a mustache, which makes people very uncomfortable at first sight.
When Master Zhou started laughing, Jin Feng felt even more uncomfortable.
I always feel that he is smiling but not smiling.
"I guess this is Mr. Jin Fengjin, right?"
Master Zhou walked a few steps quickly and saluted Jin Feng: "I have long heard that Mr. Jin is young and promising, and he has a lot of talent. It was only when we met that I found out. The rumors are indeed true. Please let me wait."
"Master Zhou is so complimentary."
Jin Feng did not return the courtesy and asked casually: "I wonder why Master Zhou came to this mountainous place?"
Not returning the gift was like a slap in the face. A hint of evil flashed in Master Zhou's eyes, but it was quickly suppressed.
Still putting on a smiling face, he said, "Can I take a step to speak?"
"Okay, let's go to my house."
Jin Feng nodded and led the way.
Master Zhou's eyes lit up and he quickly followed.
He wanted to visit Jin Feng's house before, but was stopped by Liu Tie and others.
Now Jin Feng takes the initiative to invite, which is exactly what he wants.
Maybe he can see Jin Feng's new spinning wheel.
Master Zhou has seen spinning wheels every day since he can remember. As long as he studied it for a while, he was sure to imitate it.
"Mr. Jin, what's in the car should be the trophies from Tin Can Mountain, right?"
Master Zhou glanced at the cart and asked tentatively: "The bandits from Tiegunshan have been entrenched in Jinchuan for many years and have harmed many people. Sir, if you kill them, you will gain a lot, right?"
Although the Tiegongshan bandits work for him every year, he doesn't know how much wealth Liu Jiang has accumulated.
"It's not much, just over ten thousand taels of silver and five or six hundred carts of grain."
Jin Feng deliberately exaggerated the harvest twice.
"How can there be so many?"
Master Zhou glared, unable to conceal the surprise and jealousy in his tone.
Although the bandits from Tiegunshan offered sacrifices to him every year, most of them were handed over to the Zhou family by him.
He still has to manage the rest. The money that has actually fallen into his hands over the years is far less than what has fallen into the hands of Liu Jiang, the bandit leader.
"I'm just kidding Master Zhou," Jin Feng said with a smile, "Master should know that I am a blacksmith, and what I am pulling on the cart is actually just some stones used for making iron."
"Are you a liar?"
Master Zhou cursed in his heart and asked with a smile: "Then I will pay you five hundred taels of silver, how about you sell these stones to me?"
As he spoke, he took out a wad of banknotes from his pocket.
"What do you think?"
Jin Feng glanced sideways at Master Zhou.
This guy doesn't really want to hit a snake and follow it with a stick, does he?
"Joking and joking."
Master Zhou smiled and stuffed the banknote into his arms.
Jin Feng didn't bother to talk, turned around and walked into the alley, separated from the convoy.
But Qing Mulan took Amei to follow Jin Feng.
Many big shots in the city would hire female bodyguards to protect their families. Master Zhou thought they were female bodyguards hired by Jin Feng and didn't care.
Entering the courtyard, Mr. Zhou's eyes wandered around, looking for traces of the spinning wheel.
Unfortunately, Jin Feng's spinning wheels, iron stoves and other things had long been moved to the new house. Master Zhou searched around but found nothing useful.
"Master Zhou, stop looking. There is no spinning wheel here."
Jin Feng directly exposed Xiao Jiujiu in Master Zhou's heart.
"Spinning wheel? What spinning wheel?" Master Zhou pretended to be stupid.
"As expected of someone who belongs to the officialdom, his acting skills are really good, and he doesn't even look red in the face."
Jin Feng casually sat down on the stone bench and stretched out.
After walking for several hours, my waist was sore.
Amei stepped forward and poured two glasses of water, one for Jin Feng and one for Qing Mulan, ignoring Master Zhou and the Yamen.
It's like I didn't see them.
Master Zhou could tolerate Jin Feng's sarcasm just now, but what Amei is doing now is like a slap in the face.
Master Zhou narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "Mr. Jin, where did you find this servant? Isn't it too unruly?"
"First of all, they are not servants, they are my guests."
Jin Feng said: "Secondly, this is not a county government office. I don't have time to accompany you, Master, to play officialdom. These two government officials should be the confidants you trained, Master, and they are not outsiders. If you have anything to say, just say it."
"Mr. Jin, what do you mean?"
"I don't like talking to you officialdom people. I've already made it so clear. What do you mean by asking?"
Jin Feng said helplessly: "That's the literal meaning. I know that you are here for my spinning wheel, I also know about your dealings with the Iron Can Mountain bandits, and I know that you are here to negotiate today.
Since we are all sensible people, why don’t we just say no directly if we have anything to say? Why do we have to pretend to be brothers and sisters, aren’t we tired?”
"Mr. Jin, please don't slander anyone. Tell me clearly who is dealing with the bandits?"
Master Zhou was so angry that veins popped out on his forehead, as if Jin Feng had insulted his innocence and wanted to fight Jin Feng to the death.
"It's so boring," Jin Feng asked impatiently: "Will you talk about it or not? If not, just get out of here and don't delay my rest."
These days, scholars all regard themselves as noble, and there are very few people like Jin Feng who directly curse others.
I thought Master Zhou would go berserk, but who knew that he suddenly drove the two government officials out of the small courtyard, and then pointed at Qing Mulan and Amei with a smile.
"It's up to you whether you want to expel them, they are my friends."
Instead of driving Qing Mulan and Amei away, Jin Feng invited them to sit down.
Master Zhou still had a smile on his face: "Mr. Jin is really straightforward in his words and deeds, so I won't beat around the bush and just say what I have to say."
"Say it."
Jin Feng lay down on the wicker chair and said casually.
"Since Mr. Jin also knows that I trained the Iron Can Mountain bandits, should he say hello to me before taking action?"
Master Zhou came up and said, "This is the rule."
"Master, can you please make it clear? It's a bandit who came to my door and wanted to cut me into pieces. How can I say hello to you? Will I give you a dream after I die?"
Jin Feng looked at Master Zhou like an idiot.
"Okay, sir, even if you have no choice but to kill the bandit that I worked so hard to train, sir, you should compensate me!"
Master Zhou said: "I don't want much. Didn't Mr. just say that more than 10,000 taels of silver and hundreds of carts of grain were confiscated in Iron Can Mountain? Return these things to me and pay an additional 5,000 taels of silver. This matter
Even if things pass, we will still be good brothers..."