Xiaowang Village.

In the big house with blue bricks and red tiles, Wang Yuanwai sat upright in the hall, eating tea with a gloomy face.

Although Han Zhen's slaps during the day were not heavy, his cheeks still felt aching in his burning pain.

At this time, the carved wooden door was pushed open and the butler walked in quickly.

Mr. Wang put down the teacup and asked, "Have you found out?"

The housekeeper bent his waist slightly and reported: "Alang, I found out. The thug named Han Zhen, who lives in Xiaodong Village. His parents died early. He had an elder brother, but he died two years ago. Now he only has a widowed sister-in-law in the family. Because he is generous and righteous, Han Zhen has a good reputation in the county and is close to several yamen runners in the county yamen."

Upon hearing this, Wang Yuanwai frowned and said, "It's just a thug, there's no other relationship?"

"It's gone!"

The butler shook his head.

Wang Yuanwai first felt incredible, and then said angrily: "So brave, a rascal dares to be so arrogant!"

Han Zhen's previous attitude really scared Wang Yuanwai.

Out of caution, he did not dare to act rashly, but sent the butler to inquire first.

I didn't expect that the other party was really just a country rascal...

The housekeeper added fuel to the jealousy: "A spoiled dares to bully Alang, which really hurts Alang's reputation. Why not ask Director Xu to come forward and punish him."

When Wang Yuanwai heard the words Xu Zhubu, hesitated instead.

Nothing else, I feel sorry for money.

Although Wang Yuanwai gave both daughters to Xu Zhubu as his concubine, Xu Zhubu was also a relative who did not recognize him and paid attention to his own money to do things.

The last time I occupied several acres of paddy fields from Wang Laili’s house, he had already had blood.

If I look for Director Xu again this time, I am afraid that I will not be able to do anything without a few dozen cents of money.

I have lost fifty taels today...

Seeing that Wang Yuanwai was silent, the housekeeper knew that his stingy habit had been dealt with again, and couldn't help but remind him: "Alang, you can't save this money!"

Although Wang Yuanwai was stingy, he was not stupid and understood the meaning of the housekeeper's words.

If the Korean thug dares to bully him today, then it may be Li thug tomorrow, and Wang thug the next day...

Especially when he remembered the look of the villagers looking at him today, his heart felt cold.

Xiaowang Village is his roots, and there must be no problems here.

Thinking of this, Wang Yuanwai ordered: "Tomorrow, you bring three...50 coins to the county town and let the chief clerk Xu take those troublemakers..."

As he said that, he gestured to cut his throat.

The ruthlessness in Wang Yuanwai's eyes made the butler's heart tremble, and he nodded quickly to respond.

In Wang Yuanwai's opinion, either don't do it, or do it as awesome.

Those thugs must die. Only in this way can he regain his majesty and the eyes of the villagers will be changed back.

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The next day.

Han Zhen slept until midnight.

I slept very comfortably this time and didn't wake up from hunger in the middle of the night.

After stretching, Han Zhen felt refreshed and energetic.

After walking out of the wing room and coming to the well, he broke a willow branch, peeled off the skin, bit the branches into several thin threads, and then began to brush his teeth.

Toothbrushes and toothpastes appeared in the Northern Song Dynasty, but this thing is still high-end and is only sold in Kaifeng City.

Common people are still brushing their teeth with willow branches. For more elegant families, they will dip their fingers into crushed coarse salt to clean their mouths.

Pooh!

After spitting out a mouthful of blood foam, Han Zhen wondered if he should make a toothbrush.

The willow branches are so annoying that they can't brush them cleanly. If they apply a little harder, they will poke their gums and make their mouths covered in blood.

After washing up, he saw that Ma Sangou and others were still sleeping, but he didn't care. He put two bags of copper coins and left the temple.

There is no way. Gold and silver are not mainstream currencies at this moment. They are only occasionally used when trading large amounts such as Qianguan and Wanguan. Daily transactions still rely on copper coins.

Therefore, even if a wealthy businessman and high-ranking official goes out to buy things, he must honestly carry copper coins on his back.

As soon as he walked out of the temple, he met the Butcher Zheng who came to give the money.

Butcher Zheng handed a cloth bag: "Han Er, you always have money here, you count."

The money in the Northern Song Dynasty was not a thousand essays. In the early years, it was 850 essays, but later Zhenzong changed it to 770 essays.

Although it is a rule set by the government, it is different in each region. For example, in Qingzhou, the money is always 630 yuan.

This is pretty good, some areas are even more outrageous, and the usual money is only 420 yuan.

"No need to count, can I trust you?"

Han Zhen just took a rough glance and poured the copper coins into his own pocket.

"atmosphere."

Butcher Zheng couldn't help but praise.

Saying goodbye to Butcher Zheng, Han Zhen first spent fifty cents on the morning market stall for breakfast, and then went straight to the blacksmith shop.

From a distance, waves of knocking sounds came into my ears.

Walking into the blacksmith shop, the shopkeeper Tian of the blacksmith shop took the initiative to say hello: "Han Er, why are you here?"

Han Zhen said straight to the point: "Buy a knife, buy a good knife!"

"Is this a fortune?"

Looking at the bulging bag on his shoulder, Manager Tian looked surprised.

Han Zhen just smiled but did not explain.

Manager Tian didn't ask much and led him into the inner room.

There are various knives and weapons in the inner room, but most of them are low-cost inferior goods.

During the reign of Emperor Huizong of Song Dynasty, the government did not strictly control civilian weapons. Except for military armor, crossbows and other weapons can be purchased at the blacksmith shop.

Looking around, Han Zhen was soon attracted by a Park knife.

This Pu Dao is 1.5 meters long and has a sharp edge, and layers of snowflake patterns bloom on the blade.

He stretched out his finger and gently bounced on the knife, and immediately a crisp and pleasant buzzing sound came out.

Han Zhen asked, "How to sell this Park knife?"

"Good vision."

Manager Tian laughed and said, "This Park Knife is priced at 16 guan."

Han Zhen raised his eyebrows: "You are so fascinated by money, you are even cheated on me?"

Upon hearing this, Manager Tian immediately called out: "Han Er, please see clearly. This is the best stainless steel, and the material alone costs ten cents of money!"

"Thank a honest price!"

Han Zhen was too lazy to talk to him. This guy looked honest and honest, but he was actually a complete profiteer.

Manager Tian pondered for a moment and said in pain: "You can give me twelve stakes, at least I can make some money for me."

This guy didn't tell the truth, and he would definitely make a lot of money by selling him twelve cents.

But to be honest, this knife is really good.

"I didn't bring enough money on me, I only had Qiguan. Please wait, I'll go back and get the money." Han Zhen said, taking off the bag on his shoulder.

"OK!"

Manager Tian nodded, placed the bag on the scale, and weighed it carefully.

A total of 630 cents are worth 70 cents, and seven cents are worth thousands of cents. When will one count be counted one by one?

Therefore, most stores have a scale. You only need to check the quality of the copper coins first for large transactions, and then you will know after the scale.

On the way back, Han Zhen saw a middle-aged man in a mess, squatting under the shade of a tree.

There was a horse standing beside the man, and a grass was stuck on the horse's head.
Chapter completed!