"A kitchen knife can be exchanged for three taels of millet?"
Tang Xiaobei looked at the wooden sign, his eyes widened.
"If you want to exchange for three taels of millet, you have to have a good knife with enough materials and weighing more than one kilogram. If it is an old knife that has been used for many years and is almost worn out, you can't even exchange for three taels of millet." Da Liu said.
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"Isn't this an open robbery?" Tang Xiaobei said angrily.
"Otherwise, what would they prepare so many people for?"
Da Liu sneered and glanced at the shed.
A small shed with only three bags of millet was guarded by more than a dozen big men with knives.
When they saw Jin Feng and others approaching, all the big men raised their swords as if facing a formidable enemy.
The people who were surrounding the stall also dispersed and stood watching from a distance.
A middle-aged man who looked like he was in charge emerged from the woods with his pants lifted, followed by a woman with disheveled hair.
The woman must have lived a good life before, her skin is not as dark as that of ordinary people, nor is she as thin, and she looks quite pretty.
After coming out, he glanced at Jin Feng and others with some fear, and then looked at the middle-aged man eagerly.
The middle-aged man impatiently grabbed two handfuls of millet from the bag and poured it into the bamboo tube.
Maybe I thought two handfuls were a bit too much, so I poured some more out, and then threw the bamboo tube to the woman.
The woman picked up the bamboo tube, covered her face and left.
After sending the woman away, the middle-aged man trotted up to Jin Feng and asked with a flattering look on his face: "Sir, are you okay?"
After saying that, he deliberately patted the pillar next to him.
There is a flag hanging on the pillar, with the character "Liao" embroidered on it.
Jin Feng understood that the middle-aged man's action was reminding him that this was the Liao family's stall.
Not to mention that Jin Feng didn't know anything about the Liao family, even if he did, he wouldn't care.
He said with a cold face: "It's okay, I just came to see how you rob!"
"Sir, you are joking. We are a consensual transaction. How can we call it robbery?"
"A kitchen knife is exchanged for three taels of millet, is that what you and I want?"
"Sir, just ask around. We have never bought or sold anything by force. The people have come to exchange for it voluntarily!"
The middle-aged man quibbled: "I am absolutely in love with you!"
"It's true that you didn't buy or sell by force, you just took advantage of the situation." Jin Feng sneered: "Is there a big difference between the two?"
The other party set up a stall here to exchange food because they knew that many people came here and basically ate all the food they brought. If they don't exchange valuable things for food, they may starve to death tomorrow.
They are all starving to death, and no matter how valuable the things are, they belong to others.
So in order to survive, people had to grit their teeth and exchange.
"Sir, what exactly do you want to do?"
The middle-aged man noticed that Jin Feng's tone was unkind, and the flattering smile on his face also dropped: "If you want to take a rest, we will serve you some tea. If you want to do something else, I have to remind you that this belongs to the Liao family."
stall."
"Liao Family? Never heard of it!" Jin Feng shook his head: "Are you threatening me by putting down the Liao Family brand?"
Jin Feng knew that there must be many stalls like this in Sichuan.
He just came to see what was going on and didn't think about what to do with this place.
But the tone of the middle-aged man's words made Jin Fengben very unhappy.
What's sad is that the middle-aged man hasn't realized this problem yet, so he still says with a smile: "Sir, if you think I'm threatening you, there's nothing I can do about it."
"So you admit to threatening me?"
Jin Feng nodded slightly: "Da Liu, smash this stall for me!"
After seeing so many miserable people along the way, Jin Feng was already very depressed, but now he finally found a place to vent his anger.
"How dare you, my boss is the county magistrate! This is the Liao family's stall!" Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man quickly displayed the Liao family's sign again.
In order to prevent Jin Feng from continuing to pretend not to understand, he directly stated that his employer was the county magistrate.
"As a county magistrate, I don't want to make decisions for the people, but I am taking advantage of the situation here!"
Jin Feng became even more angry when he heard this, and shouted coldly: "Da Liu, smash it for me!"
"yes!"
Da Liu agreed, stepped forward and kicked over the only wooden table in the shed.
The middle-aged man might be used to being aggressive and arrogant. When he saw Da Liu dare to smash the stall, he became angry and shouted at the group of thugs: "Didn't you see someone making trouble? What are you still doing?
I’ll fight!”
"Manager Liao, they dare to smash up stalls just because of the name of the county magistrate. I'm afraid they are not ordinary people!"
A thug reminded in a low voice.
Just kidding, the bodyguards led by Jin Feng are obviously not good at first glance, and their numbers are far greater than them. Aren't they looking for a beating if they try to get close to them?
"As long as we reach the boundaries of this county, I will be able to control the dragon and lie on the tiger's back!"
The middle-aged man yelled: "Beat them all. Beat them to death. If anything happens, my boss will be responsible for it!"
Any thug can tell that Jin Feng's identity is not simple, why can't a middle-aged man tell that?
However, before coming out, Magistrate Liao specifically told them that no matter who was causing trouble, they could not give in.
For the rich and powerful, now is a good opportunity to make a fortune. Whoever runs more stalls will earn more.
So the middle-aged people thought that Jin Feng and the others were sent by powerful people from other families to cause trouble.
This intersection is one of the largest official roads leading from Sichuan to Sichuan, and it is also one of the busiest stalls. If he was frightened by Jin Feng and vacated the stall, he would be in trouble as a manager when he returned.
Anyway, if something goes wrong, the master above will take care of it, and the ones who fight are the thugs. How can a middle-aged man give in?
Unfortunately, he guessed Jin Feng's identity wrongly.
The middle-aged people said this, no matter how scared the thugs were, they could only bravely charge forward.
Da Zhuang and the others were commoners before, so naturally they didn't like the minions of these powerful people. When they saw that they dared to fight back, they didn't even need Jin Feng to explain. They swarmed up and beat the thugs until they howled like ghosts.
When the escorts withdrew, not a single thug could stand up.
The middle-aged steward did not escape, but his legs were broken by Da Liu, causing him to roll back and forth on the ground in pain.
"Sir, I found five carts of ironware and a cart of millet at the back. What should I do with them?"
The monkey came up and asked.
Jin Feng glanced at the monkey but didn't answer.
"You usually have a lot of clever ideas, why are you so stupid now? We can't take away several carts of scrap metal. We can just send them over there and dump them on the ground for the common people to pick up whoever wants to pick them up!"
Tang Xiaobei saw that Jin Feng was in a bad mood and said angrily: "Is it necessary to ask your husband about such a trivial matter?"
"Understood!"
The monkey finally noticed that something was wrong with Jin Feng's expression and quickly ran away.
"Let's go!"
Jin Feng looked at the thugs howling everywhere and the stalls that were smashed into a mess, and suddenly felt a little boring.
Given his status, bullying a group of thugs would not bring him any sense of accomplishment, and would only make him feel more irritated.
Because he knows that there are such scoundrels everywhere in Sichuan and Sichuan, and there are such stalls taking advantage of others!
He can't smash them one by one or beat them one by one.
The best solution is to start from the powerful.
Only by solving the problem of powerful people can we truly remove the firepower and fundamentally solve the problem.
