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The next day, just after daybreak, the village chief gathered all the villagers and announced the news that Lin Sheng and his group were leaving Linjia Village.

Without giving everyone time to discuss, the village chief quickly told them another, more important matter for their Linjia Village:

"I won't go into details about how kind-hearted Ah Sheng is. I believe everyone knows it."

The villagers were very polite and agreed: "Understood, understood~"

Lin Sheng didn't expect that even at this time, the village chief still didn't forget to praise her.

The old man went on to say, "She told us last night that she was willing to give us all of the Qiao family's heirloom weapons before she left. This is a huge favor, don't you think?"

The fastest among them was the one who started to praise: "The weapon is a life saver. Our whole family of 18 people, young and old, have to thank Ah Sheng."

"I'll find a piece of wood to set up a longevity tablet for Sheng girl later."

Someone else suggested: "When we settle down in a new place in Jiangnan, we should erect a monument for Ah Sheng so that the descendants of our village will remember to worship him in the future."

"I think it would be better to build a temple for her. Let's call it the Temple of the Goddess of Weapons. It will be able to receive our incense and worship."

"Oh, mother, this is a good idea. Let's make a clay statue first, and then make a golden statue when we have money."

Looking at the villagers talking nonsense in a serious manner, Lin Sheng was speechless.

The one with the most thoughts is the old man, the village chief. Last night, we had clearly agreed to exchange a few weapons with the villagers, but he went straight to the point of wanting to exchange all of the Qiao family's weapons.

Although he didn't know exactly how many there were, but seeing that he just casually took them out to let the children play with them without any appreciation, it was definitely not just a few.

All right, there are two warehouses full of all kinds of weapons in my space, it would be nice to give them to the villagers for self-defense.

So, in full view of everyone, Lin Sheng went over and pressed the mechanism on the carriage, allowing Qiao Dabao to carry out an extra-large sack from the compartment below where two people could lie side by side.

Not to mention the villagers, even Lin Qing and the children's jaws dropped to the ground in shock: When did his sister/mother/aunt hide such a big bag in there? How come they didn't know about it?

Of course, Lin Sheng was transferred into the space the moment he stretched out his hand to press the mechanism.

After Qiao Dabao dumped the weapons to the ground, everyone closed their mouths.

The village chief looked at the pile of swords, bows, and crossbows, and almost laughed himself out: "I told you, how could the descendants of Mr. Qiao be bad? When we get back, we'll set up longevity tablets for Mr. Qiao's family. We can't let the old man be without incense and prayers when he gets there..."

Lin Sheng didn't want to listen to his flattery anymore, so he quickly interrupted and said, "Uncle, let's get down to business. We still have to travel soon!"

"Yes, yes, yes, let's get down to business, get down to business," the village chief wiped his face and regained his serious expression.

"Everyone has seen how good the Qiao family's weapons are. Even the weapons used by ordinary yamen runners are far inferior to them.

When I got up this morning, I asked the soldiers about the price of weapons. Even an ordinary thin knife would cost 5 taels of silver. The one from the Qiao family could not be bought even for 30 taels.

Ah Sheng is also considering that we are from the same village, so he is giving us weapons at the price of ordinary weapons. You should remember his kindness. "

The villagers started to flatter Lin Sheng again, which almost made Lin Sheng roll his eyes. The soldiers and women couldn't help laughing.

The exchange process went very smoothly. The villagers were reluctant to spend any silver or copper coins and instead used the food they had at home.

Knowing that Lin Sheng's family liked fine grains, they usually didn't want to eat them anyway, so except for leaving a bag for the elderly, they exchanged the rest.

The women helped check the food and vegetables, and the soldiers helped load them onto the carts.

Lin Sheng leaned against the carriage, holding a piece of glutinous rice cake in his hand and eating while watching the fun.

The village chief's wife walked around this place three times before she came over hesitantly. After a long pause, she said, "Well, Ah Sheng, do you have any extra sweets? Can you exchange some with us?"

The old man didn't let her come, but she couldn't resist the women's pleas. She also wanted to please her grandchildren, so she went on the trip anyway.

"Aunt, what do you want to change?"

"Well, that hard stuffed pancake from yesterday looks pretty good to me. It looks like it can last."

Lin Sheng laughed when he heard it: "That's right, that cake, if it doesn't touch water, can be kept for a year or two, and eating half a cake is equivalent to two big steamed buns."

Modern technology involves all kinds of technology and hard work, and it is possible that the product will not deteriorate even after being stored for three to five years.

The village chief's wife slapped her forehead and said, "Oh my god, how can they be so full? I thought so. I gave my kids a portion yesterday. Why didn't they complain about being hungry this morning? Usually, they have to stretch their necks to beg for food when they get up early."

Lin Sheng waited until the old lady happily left his sight before turning around and transferring a large pile of old-fashioned mooncakes from the space, stuffing them directly into the gaps in the carriage.

At that time, in addition to exchanging some of it, you can also keep some for your own people to eat. This thing is high in calories, three pieces a day, and it saves the effort of cooking.

After the wife of the village chief and the ladies of the village happily exchanged for one third of the mooncakes, the food and vegetables that were exchanged for weapons were also packed and loaded onto the carriage. Because there were too many things to fit, they exchanged for two more carts from the villagers.

When it was time to say goodbye, everyone suddenly became sad.

The main thing is Lin Qing, who was sent to Linjia Village by the original owner when he was 5 years old and lived there for 13 years. Whose house in the village has he not slept in? Whose meal has he not eaten? The relationship between them was all sincere.

The villager was most reluctant to part with him. There was even a soft-hearted woman who couldn't control her sobbing.

Lin Qing's eyes were red as she went forward to hug the elders in the village one by one. In this era, every separation might mean a farewell forever, and no one knew how many would be left when they met again.

The village chief stroked his hair with shaking hands and said, "Qing boy, when you finish your business, come to Jiangnan to find us. By then, our village will have established a firm foothold there. Uncle will reserve a good place for you to build a house."

Lin Qing also nodded with tears in her eyes and said, "I understand, uncle. You and the ancestors should take care of your health. Don't forget to make the medicinal tea my sister gave them every day..."

It was the oldest man who spoke up, "We old guys are all in good health. We can live another ten or eight years. Qing, just do whatever you want. It doesn't matter if you fail. Remember that you still have Linjia Village to rely on. When the time comes, come home and everyone will give you something to eat."

He waved his hand and said to the village chief, "Alright, Fugui, it's not like we won't see each other again. It's too ugly to act like you're inseparable. Let's go. Don't delay our journey."