The end of natural disasters: the daily life of child brides in ancient times

As Old Zhuang spoke, he patted Lu Qingqing on the shoulder.

"Young man, you're good at math."

If you know when the winter will end, calculate for us the amount of coal we need.

Sell ​​the rest to that sucker, and you can make a fortune!

Lu Qingqing was on edge the moment she saw Wang Fugui.

Hearing the old man's words about being greedy for money, he felt both angry and amused.

Others might not know, but she knew better than anyone else what this old man was worth!

Once he reaches a safe place, his wealth will be enough to buy hundreds of acres of land with a considerable surplus.

He's definitely a big landowner!

This old man is already so rich, but he still gets incredibly excited whenever he hears about money!

Even if you gave him a mountain of gold and silver, he would still have the same personality.

As the group was chatting, Manager Wu and his eldest son quickly caught up.

"Young Master Lu, Young Master Qin, wait for me!"

Before the words were even finished, the two of them had already run to Lu Qingqing's side.

Manager Wu was a little out of breath from running.

"The man who spoke just now seems to be the leader of that group of merchants."

I'd heard from Manager Qian before that the eldest brother had a bluish-black birthmark the size of a coin near the corner of his eye.

When he said that, Old Man Zhuang remembered it too.

"It's true, the man who spoke really did have a birthmark that wasn't covered up under the brim of his hat!"

When Manager Wu saw that he had remembered, he excitedly patted his eldest son on the shoulder.

"Oh, finally someone understands me."

Boss, did you hear that? Uncle Zhuang saw it too.

That man was indeed the leader of that group of merchants; he probably didn't come here with good intentions.

By the way, Uncle Zhuang, did you see those three people looking in our direction?

The look in his eyes told me he had malicious intentions.

"What are we going to do?"

When Old Man Zhuang heard about the suggestion, he subconsciously looked at Lu Qingqing.

Seeing that Manager Wu was also looking over, Lu Qingqing said in a rough voice:

"Nowadays, there are people on duty at the lookout tower in our village."

All we can do is be more vigilant.

If you encounter any trouble, call for help immediately.

Manager Wu sighed, "That's all we can do for now!"

The group talked for a while before returning to the courtyard.

From that day on, Wang Fugui and his two companions would come to the village entrance almost every one or two days.

At first, the villagers were very wary.

It was clear that they had come frequently, and the villagers relaxed as long as nothing went wrong.

The families who had sold their goods to them were even more enthusiastic towards them.

After all, in the eyes of the villagers, anyone who can spend a lot of money to buy those junk items is definitely a spendthrift!

However, after only eight or nine days, Wang Fugui and his two companions were already able to drive their horse-drawn carriage into the village to buy things.

That day, the three of them went to Lu Qingqing's house and knocked on the door.

Old Zhuang thought it was Mai Sui who had come over with something.

Thinking of the sugar dumplings I had just made inside, I thought it would be a good opportunity for this little girl to try them, so she happily ran to open the door.

When they saw Wang Fugui and the other two, they were startled.

He slammed the door shut, which was slightly ajar, and shouted into the room.

"Young man, Xiao Lang, come out quickly!"

Lu Qingqing heard the fear in Old Man Zhuang's voice, so she grabbed her bow and arrows and ran out.

When he saw Wang Fugui and his two companions outside the door, his expression was not very good.

Wang Fugui seemed oblivious to their unpleasant expressions, maintaining a polite smile on his face.

"Please don't be nervous, we're just here to ask a few questions."

Do you have any grain, firewood, or coal at home that you can sell?

Lu Qingqing sized up the three of them and refused outright.

"I don't have any extra things at home, please look elsewhere!"

As he spoke, he was about to go forward and close the door.

Upon hearing this, Wang Fugui's smile remained unchanged as he raised his hand to stop him.

"Hey, young man, don't be in such a hurry to close the door!"

We can discuss the price.

I heard that you have a lot of coal stored up at home. Would you be willing to sell some of it?

We are willing to buy them at five taels of silver per bag. What do you think?

When Old Man Zhuang heard that a bag of silver cost five taels, he was immediately tempted and quietly tugged at Lu Qingqing's sleeve.

Lu Qingqing did not turn around and refused again.

"We don't have any extra coal. Why don't you look elsewhere?"

When Wang Fugui heard her refuse again, he quickly stepped forward and blocked the doorway.

"If you're not satisfied with the price, we can discuss it further!"

Seeing that they were blocking the door again and again, Qin Lang stepped forward.

He was more than a head taller than Wang Fugui, and with his broad shoulders, he gave people a strong sense of intimidation.

Wang Fugui's imposing manner was suppressed, and he subconsciously took a step back.

With a loud bang, the door was slammed shut.

The three were locked outside, their faces grim.

Wang Fugui stared at Lu Qingqing's yard for a while before beckoning the two of them to get in the car with a gloomy expression.

Once everyone left, Sun Yue, who had been listening at the courtyard gate, hurriedly called out in a low voice.

"The person has left!"

The four reopened the door and saw that the carriage had reached the end of the street.

Lu Qingqing's expression remained solemn until the carriage completely disappeared.

She went out, turned right, and went to Sun Laohai's house.

I explained what had just happened and my concerns.

The idea was to have him talk to the clan elders so that everyone would be on high alert.

But Sun Laohai also secretly sold some coal, and when dealing with Wang Fugui, he felt that those people shouldn't resort to violence.

Therefore, he didn't pay much attention to what Lu Qingqing said.

Seeing this, Lu Qingqing knew that saying more would be useless.

After she returned home, she asked Qin Lang to make another trip to her ancestral home.

I told the clan elders about the need to be more vigilant against that group of merchants.

The two elders took it seriously and specifically called the person out to explain the matter.

But the villagers had been enjoying the benefits these days, and since they felt they had dealt with Wang Fugui and his group, not many people took the matter to heart.

Although the clan elders insisted, they still sent people to stand guard on the watchtower every day.

But the villagers weren't as interested as before.

Most people, under the command of the clan elders, went up at the appointed time every day.

But once they got to the observation deck, they would often pull up a blanket and start catching up on sleep.

Lu Qingqing discovered this when she went to hand over her shift.

She felt that she had said and done everything she should have said and done.

Seeing that these people didn't take it seriously, he stopped talking.

But when he finished his shift and went back, he checked all the traps in the yard again.

At the same time, he explained the seriousness of the matter to Old Man Zhuang and Sun Yue.

Their courtyard has returned to its previous arrangement of nightly guard duty.

At this time, apart from their family, only the Wu family and the Mai family in the entire village remained vigilant.

Manager Wu had witnessed the group of merchants forcibly buying Qian's grain shop before, and he was convinced from the bottom of his heart that those people were no good.

As for Mai Sui, she saw Bao Shu enter the courtyard of that group of merchants once.

She guessed that Sun Laolai should be there too.

She wanted to tell the clan elders about it, but her mother stopped her.