Crossing the famine: The hunter's wife has good farmland

Fu Cang was not an unreasonable person. He nodded and let go of the guy's collar.

This time the guy didn't dare to say anything bad anymore. He covered his face and ran away crying.

Mo Xiaonian felt that this shopkeeper was very good at doing business, so she took the initiative to say to him, "I'm sorry, shopkeeper, my husband has a very bad temper and hurt your buddy!"

The shopkeeper saw that the man was someone he couldn't afford to offend, so he waved his hands and said, "It's okay, it's okay. My guy has a bad mouth. He always said something nonsense before, and he had conflicts with many customers. I told him many times but he didn't listen. If he still behaves like this in the future, I will have no choice but to stop using him. What car do you like?"

"A complete set of carriages is too expensive. We can't afford it. Do you have any individual carts for sale?"

"Yes, yes, but not much. They are all in this shed. They are afraid that the wood will rot if it gets wet in the rain, so they have to store them in the shed. Let me tell you, this cart is very good, very sturdy, and big enough that a person can lie on it without any problem."

The shopkeeper took them to another shed where there were two push carts. When they asked the price, they were told ten taels of silver for each cart. The shopkeeper gave them a discount and allowed them to take the cart for nine taels of silver.

Fu Cang suddenly felt that, with the big black pot hanging in front of him, it was not impossible for him to carry Mo Xiaonian on his back.

Nine taels of silver can buy a lot of cotton clothes for my wife.

"or……"

"Ok, deal!"

Before Fu Cang could finish his words, Mo Xiaonian had already generously counted out nine taels of silver and put them in the shopkeeper's hand.

This little car is really nice, even the wood grain on the car body has been polished smooth. Mo Xiaonian took off the big bag that Fu Cang was carrying and put it on the car, then waved his hand generously.

"Next stop, the grocery store!"

Fu Cang silently swallowed back what he wanted to say, and pushed the cart up with his arms.

It's just nine taels of silver. You can earn that much by hunting two wild deer. If you work harder and hunt more, you can buy a carriage.

Anyway, he has plenty of energy. As long as his wife likes something, he will work hard to make money and buy it for her!

Mo Xiaonian doesn’t know Fu Cang’s mentality yet. If she knew, she would be secretly happy for a long time.

After walking out of the car dealership, Fu Cang tilted his head towards Mo Xiaonian, motioning her to sit in.

Mo Xiaonian was the kind of person who would rather stand than sit, and would rather sit than lie down, so she immediately climbed onto the car and sat down leaning against the big bag of cotton-padded clothes.

Mo Xiaonian had always thought that seasonings like salt would be expensive, but she didn't expect them to be so outrageously expensive. A small bag of salt cost two taels of silver.

"So, ordinary farmers can't even afford salt? They only earn three or five taels of silver from farming for a year, right? That's all they can buy two bags of salt?"

"I don't know about them. Our tribe rarely buys salt. We usually follow the animals and see them licking some rocks or rushing to drink water somewhere. There may be brine there. We collect those things and calcine them, and sometimes we can get some salt."

Only then did Mo Xiaonian realize that these tribes now in a barbaric state have their own set of survival rules.

It turns out that we can't underestimate anyone.

"I see. Life is really hard. Let's go find those hunters. I wonder how their furs are selling."

Those hunters are in a very bad condition now, they are fighting with others. Many of the hunters have had their furs torn off and dropped to the ground. There is also a short man who is stepping hard on those furs, he looks like he deserves a beating.

When Fu Cang saw this scene, he felt a surge of anger rushing to his head, but at this time he had not forgotten. He pushed the cart to a safe place, told Mo Xiaonian not to go over, and then he rushed directly into the battle group.

Fu Cang's fighting ability was so strong that once he joined in, the situation of those hunters who were about to be defeated suddenly turned around.

Fu Cang was not only skilled in martial arts, but also smart. Before rushing in, he had already locked onto the two main characters of the opposing team in the fight. After rushing in, he knocked one of them unconscious with one punch, then stretched out his leg to trip the second one, pressed his body on this person, and punched him hard on the head.

It was Fu Cang's punch that knocked the burly man with a big earring on his left ear unconscious.

With just these two moves, the situation of the battle was suddenly turned around. The hunters who had been beaten just now suddenly became energized and beat those people up while yelling.

The man with the big earrings who was being held down by Fu Cang was the first to shout, "Stop hitting me, stop hitting me! If you continue, someone will die. You don't want to make a big deal out of this incident today, do you?"

Fu Cang snorted coldly, raised his hand and punched the man on the shoulder again.

"You're saying now that you don't want to make a big deal out of this, but wasn't it the time when you beat my people to death just now?"

"I surrender, I surrender, isn't that enough? Tell your people to stop immediately, and we can talk it out!"

Fu Cang didn't even need to say anything, he just raised his hand and the hunters stopped what they were doing, threw those who were being beaten to the side, and stood behind Fu Cang.

This scene made the man with big earrings extremely envious.

He is also the leader of this gang, but he is definitely not as obedient as these hunters.

"Okay, now that my people have stopped, can you tell me why your people are beating my people here?"

"Hey, little brother, this is all a misunderstanding. We are responsible for the safety of this market. You guys came here so many times at once and started setting up stalls to sell furs without saying anything. This is unreasonable!"

"What's wrong with that? Isn't the market a place where all vendors can buy and sell things? What else can't you say?"

The man with the big earrings felt alive again when Fu Cang let him go. He straightened his collar and said, "Of course there is a reason for that. As the saying goes, there is no order without rules! You should know that we already have fur traders here. If you bring so many furs at once, you will disrupt the market and make it difficult for everyone to do business!"

"Don't try to bluff me. Before, after our tribe obtained good leather, we would take it to the market to exchange for silver and daily necessities. No one ever came to us and said that we were disrupting the market."