Monument Yangmen

Chapter 287
Hailina's open-mindedness and selflessness made the old man feel ashamed.

However, even so, the old man has controlled 20 locals for decades, and his desire for power has long been deeply rooted in his bones.

If he was asked to give up this right suddenly, how could he give it up so easily.

In the eyes of some people, the happiness of the race is obviously more important than their own happiness.

Hearing Hailina's words, the old man just lowered his head and hesitated briefly, then raised his head and smiled and said, "Little sister, the total number of men, women, and children in the eighteen villages under your command is only 4 to 20. The old man is under my command." But there are [-] people.

Compared with me, your little manpower seems a little insignificant.

Every word and deed of the old man is related to the lives of 20 people.

You asked me, the old man, to take 20 people under my command to seek refuge with the adult you said I had never met.This is a bit too childish. "

Hailina knew what her elder brother wanted.

But it's a pity that Yang Yansi only gave her, Peng Pai and the others the power to win over scumbags and bureaucrats, but did not give them the corresponding power to empower others.

What the old man wanted, Hailina could not agree to, nor could he make the decision for Yang Yansi.

Peng Pai also saw this, and he also saw the entanglement and embarrassment on Haili's face, so he said: "What the old man said is reasonable, everyone has his own ambitions, and we can't force the old man to rely on us."

"Forcing the old man?" The old man smiled lightly, and said calmly, "I'm sorry you don't dare."

Peng Pai smiled, "Old man, since this topic can't go on, why don't we change the topic?"

The old man raised his eyebrows and gave Peng Pai a sideways glance, "You Han people are like this. You always have a lot of guts in your stomach. If you have anything to say, just say it, and I just listen to it, old man."

Peng Pai nodded, "Old man, since you don't want to rely on our young master, why don't we discuss it and start a business?"

"Business?" The old man looked at Peng Pai with interest, narrowed his eyes, and said with a chuckle, "What business do you want to discuss with the old man?"

Peng Pai said seriously: "We want to borrow [-] yuan from Guishanzhai. As for the price, we can open it up to Guishanzhai."

The old man was stunned, "Borrow [-] soldiers, and I will make an offer with the old man? Are you not afraid that the old man will open his mouth like a lion?"

Peng Pai said indifferently: "Once a word is said next time, it's hard to chase after it."

The old man pondered for a while, and tentatively said: "I want 40 dans of grain, old man, what do you think?"

For the slang in the mountains and forests, food is far more useful than gold and silver.

The woodland in the mountains is not suitable for growing grain, and the village has a large population, who rely on hunting for their livelihood on weekdays. In spring and autumn, the strong people in the village will go out to plunder to make ends meet.

40 dans of grain, plus some wild game, is enough for the strong people in the village to have enough food and clothing for a season.

As for the old and weak women and children in the village, they are never counted by the elderly.

Hearing that the old man asked for food, Peng Pai was stunned.

Hai Li was so ashamed that he almost found a crack in the ground and got into it.

"Is it too much? 30 Dan, no less."

The corners of Peng Pai's mouth were twitching, and he didn't say anything, so he lost [-] dan.

Hai Lina covered her face and said in a low voice, "Brother, stop talking..."

Now in the hands of Yang Yansi, the most indispensable thing is food.

The stockpile of grain in Miza City has reached as many as 200 million dan, and half of the 100 million tan of grain seized from the city has been transported to Miza.

In addition, after Yang Yanding occupied Licheng, there were still more than 200 million tons of grain stored in Licheng.

This is not counting the food that Geng Jinhua was foraging around.

30 dans of grain, in exchange for [-] strong, is really a bargain.

The old man thought he wanted too much, but in Hailina and Peng Pai's eyes.The old man asked for so little, so little that even they were embarrassed.

There is no need to report this matter to Yang Yansi, Peng Pai can make a decision.

Peng Pai suppressed his smile, and said in a deep voice: "Old man, 40 dan is 40 dan. We will not lose any food for you. We are responsible for the food and grass consumed by [-] strong men on the way to battle."

The old man was startled, "You mean, pay for the food and grass they spent on the way out?"

Peng Pai nodded sincerely.

The old man looked at Peng Pai like a fool, without hiding the joy on his face.

"That's it, then it's a deal. Don't lie to the old man, otherwise, the 20 people in the village will not agree."

Peng Pai looked at the old man like a fool, and said righteously: "Old man, just feel at ease, if there is less food, I will cut off his head and give it to you."

Both sides look at each other like idiots.

But both are satisfied with each other's requirements.

The people present looked at Peng Pai as if they were looking at a fool.

The slang and bureaucrats who followed Peng Pai looked at them as if they were fools.

The few times Haili hesitated to speak, perhaps she was the only one in this scene who was not regarded as a fool.

She couldn't speak the language in her belly.

In the end, it could only be turned into a sigh.

After the two sides negotiated the terms, the old man looked dignified and scolded: "Highbury, how can you treat the distinguished guest like this, why don't you untie the distinguished guest quickly."

Highbury removed the rope from Peng Pai's body, and Peng Pai rubbed his wrist with a smile on his face.

"The old man is wise, I am ashamed of myself. I am Peng Pai, I haven't asked the old man's name yet?"

The old man waved his hand, invited Peng Pai to sit on the table, and laughed loudly: "Old man Haishan, Ping Tian is the owner of Shanhai Village."

Peng Pai immediately clasped his fists together, showing a look of admiration.

"It turned out to be the master of the sea village. I have heard of the name of the master of the sea village. I have heard of it from outside the mountain. The master of the sea village commands 20 people. He has a great reputation. I admire him very much."

Haishan was taken aback, then smiled and said, "Old man, do I still have a reputation in Han? Hahaha..."

Haishan regarded Peng Pai as a boy who gave money, and greeted Peng Pai very attentively. At the end of the banquet, he even sent someone to give Peng Pai two Han female slaves.

Peng Pai had a lot of calculations in his mind, since the slang people in the mountains were so cheap, he was thinking whether he could coax more slang people down the mountain.

When the moon was rising, Peng Pai went to Haili's room to discuss the specific marching route.

As soon as he entered Hailina's room, Peng Pai sighed, "Hey, I made a mistake. I thought it would cost a lot of money to borrow 40 dans. But I didn't expect to spend only [-] dans of grain. If I had known it was so cheap, I should have Need more people."

Peng Pai went to Haili's side, helped her to beat her legs, and said, "Old Madam, are there any other big villages like this in this mountain forest? I want to visit more."

Hailina couldn't help but gave Peng Pai a blank look, and said angrily: "You kid got cheap and acted like a good boy, and deceived my elder brother not to know the truth about cochin? Believe it or not, I will expose your conspiracy?"

(End of this chapter)