Martial Arts and Longevity: Starting from the Spiritual Beast Picture

Chapter 8
Qian Sanming saw Zhao Lin carrying things in his hands, and his face was embarrassed, "Are you here to inquire about your brother? Your father came here yesterday..."

Zhao Lin said with a smile: "I'm not in a hurry to say this beforehand. I found a job in the county town and made some money."

"Thank you to my elder brother and sister-in-law for taking care of my family in the past two years, and I came to visit."

"This is a floral cloth bought for my sister-in-law. Seeing that spring is coming, I just want to make two clothes."

Speaking of the last sentence, Zhao Lin deliberately raised his voice.

Qian Sanming refused, saying: "Fellows from the village, what are you doing as a gift..."

"Who is it?"

At this moment, a slightly fat woman walked to the entrance of the courtyard, and her eyes lit up when she saw the floral cloth in Zhao Lin's hand.

"It's Zhao Lin, right? I haven't seen you in a year, and you've grown so tall! Third Qian, why do you let people stand outside and talk?"

"Hello, sister-in-law!"

Zhao Lin passed Qian Sanming and handed the things directly to the woman.

The woman weighed it up, smiled and said: "Go into the inner room, it's cold outside."

Qian Sanming had no choice but to close the door and follow in.

"Let's chat slowly."

The woman served the tea and returned to her room.

As soon as he sat down, Zhao Lin said, "Brother Qian, now make up the autumn grain, can you let my brother out?"

Qian Sanming took a sip from his teacup, shook his head lightly, and said, "It's one thing to go in, but another thing to get people out. You should have heard about the new county magistrate."

"This matter... is not easy!"

Hearing that he said it was difficult, not impossible, Zhao Lin understood in his heart, and asked directly: "Is there enough money to let people go?"

Qian Sanming paused, and turned his head to look at him, "Brother Zhao, I won't hide it from you, except for the serious crime of murder and arson, there is nothing in the yamen that cannot be done with money."

"Actually, there is a way, but you can't afford the money, so I told your father that it can't be done. It's not intentional to deceive."

Zhao Lin asked: "The county magistrate is not allowed to release people, how to clear it?"

Qian Sanming smiled slightly, "The county lord has ordered death, but what if the person is seriously ill and dying?"

"You can't work on the left and right, but dying inside is very different from dying outside."

"Prisoners die as soon as they die, and hard labor also governs the people. It's not good for the county officials to do too much. They always send people out to see their families for the last time."

Zhao Lin understood, and said straightforwardly: "Brother Qian, please tell me how much money will be able to operate this matter."

Qian Sanming stretched out a fist, "Ten taels of silver!"

Zhao Lin frowned, "So many?"

Qian Sanming said: "It can only be said that your brother is unlucky. Things that can be done with one tael of silver in previous years have increased tenfold this year."

Zhao Lin was silent for a while, and asked, "Who is this money going to?"

Qian Sanming also came from a poor background and had a good reputation in the countryside, but he had to ask clearly about the whereabouts of so much money.

"The governor, the head of the capital, the pawns, the chief bookkeeper... all have to be in charge, after all, they are also responsible for it."

Qian Sanming believed that Zhao Lin could not afford the money, but since he accepted the gift, he patiently explained the matter clearly.

"With the money, people will be able to come out, right?"

"That's for sure, collecting money doesn't do anything, who will send money to the Yamen in the future?"

"Thank you, Big Brother Qian! I'll come to visit after I collect enough money."

Zhao Lin stood up and said goodbye.

"It's easy to say, easy to say." Qian Sanming just ignored his last words.

If you can take out ten taels of silver, why can't you pay the autumn grain at the beginning?

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"Brother Zhao, you've been working at the dock for half a month, right? Why don't you stop working all day, are you in a hurry to earn money and marry a wife?"

"Young man, your body is important, and you will understand when you reach uncle's age."

It was near noon when Zhao Lin came to the pier, and several familiar Lifu joked.

"I think you guys are quite free, why don't you go home and rest."

Zhao Lin had something on his mind, so he forced a smile to respond.

"Don't be so talkative, the wooden ship is coming!" The supervisor shouted loudly.

The laborers rushed to the shore in a swarm, and in groups of five or six, they carried the neatly stacked logs onto the boat.

"Brother Zhao, let's go."

The few Li Fu who were chatting with Zhao Lin just now dragged him to carry the wood.

Zhao Lin works honestly and doesn't steal or play tricks. When encountering this kind of multi-person work, the laborers love to work with him.

After busying for half an hour, the wooden boat was fully loaded and set off. Zhao Lin looked at the small handful of bamboo sticks in his hand and thought, "If I want to save ten taels of silver at this speed, I'm afraid I'll have to wait for the year of the monkey."

Although it is hard work to do strength work by yourself, it is much easier compared to your elder brother.The food and housing conditions there are extremely poor, and if there is a disease or something, it will kill people.

Thinking of the eagerly looking eyes of his parents, Zhao Lin gritted his teeth, and the shadow of Zhou Paotou flashed in front of his eyes.

"It seems that if you don't do it, you have to do it!"

Zhao Lin decided to ask clearly about the killing of Xiong Wei, and if there was something to do, he would accept Zhou Paotou's invitation.

He didn't go directly to Zhou Paotou, after all, he just rejected him two days ago, and changing his words now would make people feel that he is capricious and underestimated.

Zhao Lin looked around the pier and saw Zhou Paotou squatting not far away, nibbling on a burrito, his eyes drifting over from time to time.

This guy hasn't given up yet.

Zhao Lin pretended not to see it, and went to the street to buy a stack of cooking cakes and two large slices of bacon.

Returning to the original position, he ate the food in a flustered manner, patted his belly, and fell asleep on the stone pier. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that Zhou Paotou was quietly moving to this side.

"Brother Cannon."

Zhou Pao moved closer and closer, Zhao Lin suddenly opened his eyes and said.

"Hey, what a coincidence, Brother Zhao is also here."

Zhou Paotou made a surprised expression, as if he had just seen Zhao Lin.

Zhao Lin was almost amused by his poor acting skills, so he held back his smile and asked, "Didn't Brother Pao want to kill that bear? Why are you still working at the dock?"

"Isn't it because I haven't found the right manpower, otherwise I'm too lazy to carry big bags every day."

Seeing that he was not shy about it, Zhou Paotou immediately poured out his bitterness.

Zhao Lin smiled and said, "There are so many hunters in the mountains, how come there are no helpers?"

"The hunt failed twice. They were all scared to death. Few of them were willing to take the risk again."

"Besides, that bear is wearing armor, so it won't be very effective if there are too many people. There must be a strong man with a gun."

Zhou Paotou said, looking at Zhao Lin again.

Zhao Lin avoided his gaze and asked, "Then why don't you ask martial artists for help? Didn't you say that there are masters in martial art boxing gyms?"

"Hey, I can't please people!"

Zhou Pao's head was shaking like a rattle drum, "Even if I have a connection, if I find an expert to help, the money Xiong Wei sells may not be worth the remuneration. Wouldn't it be a waste of my trouble?"

"It turns out that besides avenging your father, you also want money."

Zhao Lin thought to himself, and changed the subject: "Last time you told me that the bear has three treasures, how much can you sell it for in total?"

When Zhou Paotou heard that there was a door, he hurriedly said: "The market price is 20 taels for bear skin and 30 taels for bear paws. Bear bile is regarded as color. There are gold gall, iron gall, and cauliflower gall. The better the quality, the higher the price. 20 taels."

"Xiong Wei is an outlier among bears, and the price can still go up."

Zhao Lin thought for a while and asked, "How many people are there now?"

After hearing this, Zhou Paotou's eyes lit up, and he said, "Three, the other two are proficient in archery and have great skills."

Zhao Lin didn't speak for a long time after listening, Zhou Paotou stared at him nervously.

"I want to know how to divide the money for beating Xiong Wei?"

After a long time, Zhao Lin finally said.

Zhou Paotou's expression became serious, "I was the first one. I knew where Xiong Wei was hiding, and I got [-]% according to the rules. Brother Zhao also got [-]% for leading the battle. The two of them got [-]% together."

"The remaining [-]% depends on performance, and whoever performs well will share it with them. How about it?"

Zhao Lin silently estimated that, based on the minimum of 60 taels, he could get 18 taels.

This money can not only save his elder brother, but also pay for three months of martial arts training, so he couldn't help being moved.

Zhou Paotou observed his words and thought that Zhao Lin would immediately agree, but he heard him say: "Didn't you say you have a foolproof method?"

"What method?"

Zhou Paotou was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said: "My brother is really cautious, since that's the case, let's find a quiet place and listen to me slowly."

(End of this chapter)