Meishan Su family, Su Yun is the most virtuous

Chapter 289 Salt War (Part )

Mao Yuzhou was a very impetuous young man when he was young, but after he got married and had children, all his impetuousness had long since disappeared.

Hearing this, he quickly took a few steps back, spread his hands towards the source of the voice, indicating that he did not want to cut in line, and then quickly walked to the back to line up.

I don't know why we have to queue, but seeing that the line is so long, there must be some bargains to be had.

There was an old man in front of him. Mao Yuzhou patted the old man. The old man turned around with an impatient look and said, "What are you doing!"

Mao Yuzhou chuckled and said, "Uncle, this shop sells salt, why are there so many people queuing up?"

Seeing that he was polite, the old man suppressed his anger and said, "I sell salt. The salt is produced in Fuyan Road. It is not only not bitter, but also white as snow. The most important thing is that it is cheap, even cheaper than salt!"

Mao Yuzhou was surprised when he heard this, and then he was overjoyed. Who doesn't want to eat cheap and good salt? Salt has a bitter taste, and sometimes the dishes cooked with it are very bitter. Although he has been used to eating it since he was a child, wouldn't it be better to have something good?

Mao Yuzhou lined up calmly. Seeing that the people in front of him were carrying large baskets of salt, he became a little anxious: he was carrying 20 kilograms of pork on his back, and he would not be able to carry much salt soon! What's more, what will he do if the salt is sold out?

Fortunately, after a while, another truck delivered salt, and Mao Yuzhou finally felt relieved.

This line lasted from morning to noon, and finally there was only one person left in the front, and it was his turn next.

Just as he was looking at the white salt with joy, he suddenly heard a noise coming from the corner of the street.

Dozens of people were seen approaching with sticks in their hands. People on the street dodged as if they saw a ghost, and even the people queuing behind them scattered.

Mao Yuzhou suddenly became anxious: it was his turn to buy salt!
But those dozens of people came straight here. There was no need to think too much, they were coming for the salt shop.

Mao Yuzhou quickly turned around and looked at the salt shop workers. There were about five or six workers in the salt shop, plus five or six workers who came to deliver the goods, a total of more than ten people.

A brave young man from the salt shop ran out and looked at the dozens of people. He immediately shouted, "Here comes the troublemakers. Grab your weapons!"

I saw a dozen or so guys in their thirties or forties throwing down what they were doing and running into the salt shop. Some of them quickly piled up sacks of salt in front of the shop, just like they were building a city. In the blink of an eye, they had built a small slope.

At this time, dozens of people arrived in front of the store. Mao Yuzhou quickly retreated to the side of the street to see what would happen next.

Dozens of people shouted and rushed into the shop waving sticks, but were blocked by the salt slope. The people in front ran up, but suddenly several long sticks stretched out from the salt slope and poked them down from the air!
Mao Yuzhou bared his teeth immediately.

It seems that this person will have a hard time living.

Hitting with a stick is not scary, at most it will break tendons and bones, but stabbing someone directly can really kill!

The man rushed forward and was stabbed in the chest and upper abdomen by several long sticks. His internal organs could not be healed and he was definitely dead!

These salt shop guys are really ruthless!

Those dozens of people were also brave. When they saw one of them being stabbed down, they remained calm and rushed up the salt slope.

And those guys also appeared on the salt slope. They were looking down from a high place, holding long sticks, and poking down in an orderly manner. There were more than ten people facing dozens of people, but none of them looked panicked.

This small makeshift salt slope was actually only about one person high, but it was this one person high salt slope that managed to block dozens of people.

If the dozens of attackers wanted to enter the salt shop, they had to cross the salt slope, which was one person high. If there was no one there, a young man could jump over it with a running start. That was what the young man was thinking just now, and he let the long stick poke him down directly.

At this moment, dozens of people wanted to attack the salt shop clerk, but they could only attack with their heads raised, while the salt shop clerk was using a long stick to look down on them. You can imagine his advantage.

In just a moment, more than a dozen of the dozens of people were stabbed to the ground and wailed. The leader of the attacking team finally changed color when he saw this. He then rolled his eyes and shouted, "Tear down the door panels and step on them to attack upwards!"

Some clever people immediately ran to the shop next door and started to dismantle the door panels. The shop owners dared not to stop them and they all hid inside the shop.

Mao Yuzhou suddenly became anxious: This is going to be bad!

But the brave young man in the salt shop shouted, "Kill them!"

As he spoke, he jumped down the salt slope first with a long stick in hand. A dozen middle-aged men behind him also jumped down one after another. The moment they jumped down, they immediately protected the young man behind them. It seemed that they formed some kind of formation. Then someone started shouting slogans: "Forward, one, two, one! One, two, one! One, two, one!"

Twelve or thirteen people moved in unison, making neat sounds as their footsteps landed on the ground, and they moved towards the dozens of people who were attacking them.

When the dozens of people saw that they dared to jump out of the salt slope, they were immediately overjoyed. Those who were dismantling the door panels stopped and ran over to follow the team and rushed up.

"It's going to be bad!" Mao Yuzhou was immediately anxious. "This young man is just unreliable. It would be great if he just stayed inside. Now that he's out, how can he beat thirty or forty people?"

Mao Yuzhou might have wanted to buy cheap salt, so he had already made up his mind and couldn't help but worry about the salt shop clerk. However, the next moment he was stunned, because when the two groups of seemingly unequal strength came into contact, the one with more people collapsed in just a moment!
The salt shop clerk faced dozens of thugs running towards him while maintaining their formation. They used their long sticks to fight the enemies, mainly stabbing them. On the other hand, the thugs were swinging, smashing, knocking... and other movements that looked very fierce, but they were often stabbed in the chest or abdomen by the opponents' long sticks before they could hit their opponents!
But in an instant, half of the thirty or forty people were stabbed to the ground, and the rest immediately scattered.

Mao Yuzhou and the people around him were dumbfounded.

After all, this is a military state, and most of the people have received military training. Some people have noticed that this is the military stuff. These dozen or so salt shop clerks may be veterans from the army!

The guards from the Baoan Army arrived very quickly. When the guard leader saw the situation, his face suddenly darkened, especially when he saw the leader of the thugs. He looked at the leader and asked, "Xue Fan, what's going on?"

Xue Fan's man came over quickly and said, "Ruan Dutou, the salt sold in this salt shop is smuggled salt. I am reporting it to you with my real name!

Besides, you see, they killed people. Look at these people, they will definitely not survive!"

Ruan Dutou frowned. It was possible that others didn't know about it, but Xue Fan accused others of smuggling salt, but wasn't the salt that Xue Fan himself sold smuggled salt?
However, Xue Fan is the brother-in-law of the registrar of the Baoan Army, and he is under his jurisdiction, so he cannot afford to lose face.

Ruan Dutou went up to check the wounded man's injuries, and this time his brows frowned even more tightly. As a Dutou, he had been dealing with these things for many years, so he naturally knew that this kind of injury may not seem serious from the outside, but most of the internal organs are ruptured, and even a god cannot save him.

He checked for a while and his expression became more and more serious. This was a big case. At least a dozen people might die today!

Ruan Dutou immediately said: "Go find a doctor and control everyone!"

The young man from the salt shop came over with his head held high, stood in front of Ruan Dutou and said, "Dutou, this salt shop is owned by the Fuyan Road Army, and all the employees here are soldiers of the Fuyan Road Imperial Army.

Today we were doing business peacefully, and these dozens of thugs came over with weapons. We don't know why they suddenly attacked us. We had no choice but to defend ourselves. Please ask the captain to investigate whether these people are spies of the Xixia people. "

Ruan Dutou was shocked when he heard this. Fuyan Road was a military road, and everything was centered on the military. The most powerful army in Fuyan Road was not the government office, but the Fuyan Road Army. If what the young man said was true, then today's incident would be a big deal!

Ruan Dutou made a prompt decision: "Detain all of Xue Fan's men. Also, seal off Xue's salt shop!"

Xue Fan's face changed when he heard this: "Ruan, my brother-in-law is a military officer..."

"Shut up!" Ruan Du was so confused that he quickly scolded.

When he turned around, he saw the young man looking at him with a smile, and Ruan Du was suddenly stunned.

The young man laughed and said, "Ruan Dutou, you don't need to remind him. He dares to be so arrogant and domineering, so he must have someone supporting him. Don't worry, no one can protect him. You should just take care of yourself."

Ruan Dutou was suddenly silent.

After the young man said this, he told the salt shop clerk to clean up the scene quickly, and called on nearby people to come and buy salt. He also waved to Mao Yuzhou and said with a smile: "You have been waiting for a long time, you buy first."

Mao Yuzhou was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurried over. Seeing the snow-white salt in the box, he quickly asked, "Can I taste it?"

The young man smiled and said, “Give it a try.”

Mao Yuzhou carefully pinched a little and put it into his mouth. Immediately, a salty taste spread on the tip of his tongue, but the familiar bitter taste did not appear.

Mao Yuzhou was immediately overjoyed: It is indeed good salt!
Mao Yuzhou asked anxiously: "How much is this pound?"

The young man smiled and said, "Thirty cents a pound, how much do you want?"

Mao Yuzhou was even happier when he heard this, because the yellow and bitter salt cost 45 wen per pound, and it would even rise to 60 wen during the New Year, but this good salt, which was comparable to blue and white salt, only cost 30 wen!

How much does a pound of blue and white salt cost? I heard it costs at least one or two hundred coins per pound!
No wonder Xue Fan came over to smash the store. The salt here is of good quality and cheap. Who would want to buy those expensive and unpalatable salts?
Mao Yuzhou glanced at it and said, "Can I buy a bag directly?"

The young man smiled and said, "You don't need to buy so much. A bag weighs about 100 kilograms. It's hard for you to take it home. We have enough supply here. You don't have to worry about not being able to buy it."

Mao Yuzhou refused, saying, "Don't worry, salt is easy to store. If you buy a bag, you can eat it for a year. It won't be wasted."

The young man smiled and said, "Okay, I'll sell you one, and I'll give you this sack as well."

Mao Yuzhou was even happier, as the sack looked of good quality. He would go back and take out the salt and put it in a jar. Then he could cut the sack open and use it as a mattress on the bed. It would be much more useful than anything else!

The clerk weighed a bag of salt, Mao Yuzhou quickly counted the money and paid it, then he put the sack on his shoulder and left happily.

The people behind also lined up to buy salt.

(End of this chapter)