Red Mansion: Bastards rule the roost

Chapter 218 Black Mountains and White Waters 3
  "Uncle Shi, let's put business first and private affairs first. How about going to see the granary first?" Jia Cong said.

"That's fine." Yang Xiong nodded.

Luo Qiang was very smart and hurriedly called Wu Youcai and said, "Mr. Wu, these two adults would like to see your family's granary, can they?"

Wu Youcai smiled and said, "What's the problem? I don't have anything else at home, and I still have some food." After saying this, he enthusiastically led everyone to the grain storage area in the northwest of the city.

But I saw hundreds of round granaries neatly and densely arranged on the ground.

The terrain here is high, sunny, and ventilated. There are tall walls around the warehouses, drainage pipes underground, and many wells dug between each warehouse for drinking and fire prevention.

There are eaves on the front and back of the warehouse, and the walls are made of bricks, several feet thick. Air holes are left on the walls to maintain a relatively constant temperature inside. The foundation inside the cave is built with rammed earth, and is paved with fine sand or white ash more than a foot thick. Square bricks are laid on top, and fir wood is used as a base on the bricks to prevent moisture.

Luo Qiang asked: "Are these houses full?"

Wu Youcai said proudly: "Of course it's full. My family harvests hundreds of thousands of stones of grain every year. This granary has been expanded several times, but it's never enough."

"Mr. Wu is indeed very rich. How many are there in total?" Luo Qiang said in a persuasive manner.

Wu Youcai smiled and said, "I haven't considered that. One lot is three thousand stones, one hundred pounds is three hundred thousand stones. There are more than two million stones here."

"Okay, okay." Yang Xiong clapped his hands and laughed.

"How much does Uncle Shi want?" Jia Cong said with a smile.

"It's enough to borrow five hundred thousand stones." Yang Xiong stretched out a palm and said with a smile.

Jia Cong smiled and said: "I heard that during the Three Kingdoms period, Lu Su gave Zhou Gongjin a bunch of grain as a gift to express his gratitude. In my opinion, he was really stingy, and he probably came from a mud-legged background."

He said with a big wave of his hand, "How about I give Uncle Shi two hundred coins?"

Yang Xiong was overjoyed and said: "How can this be done? How can this be done? It's too much, too much."

Jia Cong smiled and said: "Why is Uncle Shi so stingy? Isn't food just for people to eat? Isn't it better to keep the soldiers on the border full than to let it rot here? I can still do this. Uncle Shi just sends people. Just come to transport food."

Yang Xiong secretly praised Jia Cong's generosity and did not refuse. He smiled and said: "Then I am ashamed to receive it."

"Hey! This is my family's food. Why do you give it away?"

Wu Youcai was a little confused. What did this young man mean? He just raised his hand and gave away two hundred pieces of food. How could he be so excited that he went crazy after seeing so much food?

Luo Qiang glanced at him with pity, not knowing that he was about to die.

Yang Xiong smiled and said, "My good nephew still has to deal with family matters, so I'll go back first." Then he looked at Luo Qiang and said, "You wait here and listen to Master Guerrilla's orders."

"Yes, yes, I humbly obey my orders." Luo Qiang nodded hurriedly and bowed.

"Uncle Shi, walk slowly."

Yang Xiong left with his soldiers like a gust of wind.

"Took it." Jia Cong smiled coldly.

Two soldiers had already stepped forward, kicked Wu Youcai down, and tied him up.

"You, you bastard! You are looking for death! I am Wu Sanye! I am from the Rongguo Mansion in Shenjing City. You dare to touch me?" Wu Youcai struggled and shouted angrily. Yan Shuangying stepped forward and slapped Wu Youcai seven or eight times in the face. The slaps on Wu Youcai's face turned purple, and then he begged for mercy and did not dare to scream.

Jia Cong was too lazy to pay attention to him and led people straight to the "Wu Mansion" in the city. With a wave of his hand, dozens of sergeants shouted without any instructions and blocked the front and rear doors.

"Hey! What are you doing? Do you know where this place is?" Several disciples came up to question, but were instantly knocked to the ground by the soldiers.

Suddenly the corner door opened, and a few boys dragged two bloody men out. Seeing the unkind appearance of Jia Cong and others, they were all slightly startled. Who dares to come to Wujiabao to run wild?

Old Zhang glanced at it, then rushed over, hugged one of the bloody men, and cried: "Brother Zhao, Brother Zhao! You, you are looking down on human life! I will fight with you!" Then he said to those few The boy rushed over.

Seeing the presence of officers and soldiers, the boys couldn't act arrogantly, so they just grabbed him and cursed: "The Zhao family and his son owe the Wu family money, and if they don't pay it back when it's due, Mr. Wu Er will use their family's land to pay off the debt. It's only natural and right."

These two people dare to come and cause nuisance. They deserve to be beaten to death! Old Zhangtou, what are you? If you dare to meddle in this business, get out of here! "After speaking, he pushed Lao Zhangtou to the ground.

Jia Cong frowned and said: "Luo Defensive, the Wu family is so rampant?"

Luo Qiang smiled dryly and said: "It is inevitable for a wealthy family to have a few unruly slaves who bully others. However, the people here have always been grateful for the kindness of Rongguo Mansion."

Jia Cong sneered and said, "Thank you? Mr. Luo, there is no need to put gold on my face. My servants have done so many evil things here. Who among the people doesn't curse the Jia family day and night for a happy ending?"

Luo Qiang smiled awkwardly, not knowing what to say.

Jia Cong sighed, waved his hand and said: "Now that we have reached this stage of the field, it is useless to talk too much. Let's just cut it down."

"This is your order!" Yan Shuangying and other soldiers clasped their fists and rushed out like wolves and tigers. They raised their knives and chopped down several unruly slaves. Their blood splashed on the pink wall.

"Killing! Killing!" The people around were frightened and ran away screaming.

A noise was also heard in the Wu Mansion. The middle door opened wide, and dozens of servants armed with swords and guns came out embracing a middle-aged man wearing a Shu brocade cotton robe with a money pattern.

"Dad, save me!" Wu Youcai shouted when he saw the person coming.

Wu Jinzhong glanced at his purple-red pig head, feeling secretly frightened. At least he was still somewhat calm. He looked at Luo Qiang and said, "Luo Defend, if there is anything offensive about the dog, please ask for advice. I will punish you severely."

Luo Qiang chuckled and said, "Your Majesty did not offend me, but he did offend this master."

Wu Jinzhong glanced at Jia Cong and felt that he looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before. In previous years, he went to Rong Mansion to send New Year's gifts, but he met with the two masters and had several dealings with Jia Lian. But he had not seen Cong very often, and besides, Jia Cong's stature, temperament, and clothes had changed so much that he could not recognize him.

"Who is this grandpa?"

"Blinded your dog eyes! Don't you recognize the master in the house?" Yan Shuangying scolded, "Open your dog eyes and see. Do you recognize this flag?"

Wu Jinzhong's heart skipped a beat when he saw the big flag in the team with a tiger's head embroidered on it, the word "Jia" on it, and a silver hook and iron painting.

After a sudden thought, I already knew who the person was, but seeing the menacing look on the other side, I was afraid that I couldn't be kind, because I sneered and said, "I don't know who in the house it is. Forgive me for my poor eyesight, but I didn't recognize it."

"Bold slave! Mr. Cong still doesn't kneel down in front of you!" Yan Shuangying shouted.

"Third Master Cong?" Wu Jinzhong looked Jia Cong up and down and said, "I go to the mansion every year to deliver festive gifts, and I only recognize the eldest master, the second master, the second master Lian, and the second master Bao, but I have never seen Cong. Third Master, I wonder if this master has letters and certificates from the two masters?
  In addition, the tiger-headed flag in the mansion has always been enshrined in the ancestral hall. I don’t know how it ended up in Liaodong again? "

"Yes, this person must be pretending to be a man from the Rong Mansion!" The servants behind Wu Jinzhong echoed loudly.

(End of this chapter)