"Huzi, your mother is still waiting at home. Go back quickly. Don't let her worry."
Jin Feng said: "Go home and recover in peace. You were injured on the way to escort this time. It is considered a work-related injury. I will pay you during the period of recovery. I will go back to work when you recover."
"Do you also get paid during the period of recuperation?"
When some of the men in the escort heard this, they were a little jealous of Hu Zi.
Why wasn't I the one who got hurt?
Otherwise, I wouldn’t have to work and I could make money just lying at home for a few months.
"Brother Feng, how is this allowed?"
Huzi waved his hands repeatedly: "I took your wages, so I should escort the good things. My legs were broken by the bandits because I was incompetent.
You didn't hold me accountable for losing the goods, but you still paid for my medical treatment. This is already a great favor. How can you still ask for wages when I didn't work?
The money you gave my mother is enough to feed us for a year or two. If I don't get enough, who will I be?"
Hearing this, the other men also nodded.
Jin Feng couldn't help but sigh in his heart at the simplicity of people in this era.
This is a very serious work-related injury for Hu Zi. If it were in the 21st century, Jin Feng would not only look after Hu Zi, but also pay a large amount of compensation.
In Dakang, the people at the bottom are used to being oppressed. As long as their employers can keep their word and pay their wages on time, they are already satisfied.
"Huzi, this is not your fault alone. This will be a permanent example of the escort team in the future. As long as you are injured on official business, I will be responsible."
Jin Feng said: "If you are injured or disabled, you will be raised in the factory. Even if you die, you will receive a pension. It will be paid until the parents die and the child reaches adulthood."
This was what he said when he established the escort team, but no one took it seriously.
Because in Dakang, there is no such a good owner.
In their simple values, the escort mission is the same as that of a bodyguard.
After Jin Feng gave the money, they should deliver the goods safely.
As for any accidents on the road, that is their responsibility and has nothing to do with the employer.
People like Jin Feng are number one in the world.
In fact, Jin Feng could also imitate other clubs, but he didn't want to do that.
With his ability, he can make endless money by being fair and honest, and there is no need to exploit the blood-stained ill-gotten wealth from the miserable bottom laborers.
Perhaps doing so would seem a bit silly, but Jin Feng decided to follow his heart.
"Brother Feng, as long as you say this, I will follow you through mountains of fire and sea from now on."
Liu Tie wiped the corners of his eyes, patted his chest and assured.
"Me too!"
Other men also followed Liu Tie's example, and some even raised their hands to swear.
Jin Feng didn't bother to care how many people were sincere and how many were just following the trend.
Seeing several carts piled with a lot of messes, pumpkins and other things, I asked with a smile: "What is this?"
More than half of the people in Xihewan and Guanjia Village eat in the canteens of textile factories, leaving all the food at home for the elderly and children. Very few people eat Wowotou anymore, and Liu Tie will not bring these things home from the county government.
"This is all your blessing, Brother Tuofeng."
Liu Tie said with a smile: "The news that we killed the bandits in Iron Can Mountain spread throughout the country. When we passed other villages, everyone put things on our car, saying they were thanking us for killing the bandits. That's okay.
It’s been a good two years.”
"Not only the surrounding villages, the county magistrate also posted notices at the city gate saying this. Now who sees us men going out in Xihewan and doesn't give a thumbs up?"
"Yes, I went to eat today. The store owner heard that we are from Xihewan, and there was more broth than usual."
"The owner of the cloth shop received two taels less for each cart of kudzu, and the work was much more diligent than before."
The men in the escort team were talking excitedly.
These days, no matter whether it is the common people who farm the land or the merchants who open shops in the city, everyone hates bandits.
Especially for the territory previously controlled by the Tiegunshan bandits, the people were even happier after hearing the news than during the Chinese New Year.
Even if there are other bandits who want to replace the Iron Can Mountain bandits, it will be difficult for them to occupy such a large territory in a year or two.
In other words, within the next two years, no more bandits will dare to come to the surrounding villages and towns to collect New Year's grain.
The taxes from the imperial court and the annual grain from the bandits have always been two big mountains that weighed on the heads of the common people, and the mountain of bandits was even heavier.
After all, the government's taxes are fixed, and the amount is whatever the court stipulates, while the bandits' annual rations are determined by themselves. In a good harvest year, the bandits' annual rations may be doubled at once.
Now one of the two big mountains suddenly disappeared, and the people suddenly felt much more relaxed and could take a breath.
It is normal to feel grateful to Xihewan for killing the bandits from Iron Can Mountain.
"Brother Tiezi, you should be careful when walking outside. If you hear that there are bandits planning to harvest the New Year's grain, let me know." Jin Feng said.
"Brother Feng, do you plan to take care of this matter?"
Liu Tie stopped and said, "This will cause dissatisfaction among other bandits."
Generally, once a group of bandits is wiped out, new bandits will soon occupy the territory.
Of course, as long as the newly-minted bandits are not overconfident fools, they should not dare to come to Xihewan and Guanjiacun to collect annual grain, nor would they dare to intercept the escort team from Xihewan.
However, if Jin Feng occupies the territory of the Tiegun Mountain bandits and does not collect the annual grain, it will be equivalent to breaking the bandits' rules and will cause dissatisfaction among all the bandits in Jinchuan.
In Liu Tie's opinion, there is no need at all.
"Don't worry about them," Jin Feng said: "The textile factory will further expand, and we will need more and more people in the future. We will definitely have to recruit people from surrounding villages and even other towns. Then we will definitely have to fight with the bandits.
If there is a conflict, it is better to stop them now."
Jin Feng dared to lift the desk of the official behind the bandits, let alone care what the bandits thought.
"I agree with Brother Feng. Those bandits are lazy and lazy. Why should we pay them annual rations?"
"That is, if we can destroy Iron Can Mountain, we can destroy other bandits!"
"Yes, whoever dares to pull the mountain to the west of Jinchuan again will be killed!"
The men in the escort team spoke out to support Jin Feng's decision.
Even the veterans following the hammer clenched their fists one by one.
Liu Tie glared at the men and asked, "Brother Feng, have you thought about it?"
"Think about it." Jin Feng nodded slowly.
"Okay, I'll pay attention."
Liu Tie nodded and agreed.
Just as Jin Feng was about to speak, he heard a noise coming from the village.
Then I saw Xiaoyu running out of the alley, with her black hair messily draped over her shoulders, and one of the straw sandals on her feet was missing. She looked very embarrassed.
"Xiaoyu, what's wrong with you?"
Liu Tie rushed over with a hatchet in hand.
Jin Feng also frowned slightly.
Xiao Yu was born in the village chief's family, and her life was better than that of other farm families. She rarely worked in the fields under the sun, and she was considered a famous beauty in Xihewan.
Could it be that when things get better in the village, some people start to become dishonest?