Chapter 3: Killing someone to pay for his life, blood debt and blood repayment ()

The salt ship walked along the river, twisting and turns.

The wind is not very strong and the sails are not very bulging. In this kind of weather, the speed of the boat is very slow.

The two brothers Pan Yuanming and Pan Yuanshao were responsible for driving the boat and drawing the boat. One controlled the sail in the front and the other was helming in the back. They kept adjusting the angle and striving to gain more wind.

"Yuan Ming, Yuan Shao." Zhang Yang shouted.

"Brother Shicheng!" the two of them also shouted.

"Thank you both for your hard work," said Zhang Yang, "Let's get Wen Bing and Tianqi to get the boat."

"No need, we will follow this waterway and walk for a while and we will arrive at our White Horse Salt Field."

Zhang Yang's thoughts had long returned to his home. What he had to do was of course expanding production. Since his private salt was so popular and he had official salt as a cover, this money was not enough.

It was said that it was very fast, but after walking on the waterway for more than an hour, I finally arrived at the salt field.

What Zhang Yang couldn't understand was how easy it was to dry salt directly in the sea water. It was introduced into the salt field. When the sun was blown away, the sea water evaporated, and only the salt was left. Here was the original salt boiling place. There were countless large iron plates in the salt field. Put the brine on top and ignite the fire below. A iron plate would produce thirty kilograms of salt a day. It was quite a waste of energy and it was not used to keep the sun. It seemed that science and technology were the primary productive force, which was indeed good.

From a distance, there was a thick smoke above the salt field, so naturally the fire was ignited below to boil salt, which really polluted the environment. However, there was no saying that environmental protection was in this era.

Everyone parked the boat at the pier of the salt field, took the shoulder pole of the salt that they carried, and got off the boat.

"Everyone go home." Zhang Yang said. "Action according to the method we agreed on."

On the boat, after careful consideration, Zhang Yang decided to divide his eight people into two groups. He and his three younger brothers were responsible for boiling salt at home. Li Bosheng was responsible for the rest. He went to each household to collect salt. The amount of coarse salt was required to purify the coarse salt. It was too much trouble to boil salt by himself. Moreover, the profit of turning coarse salt into fine salt is hundreds of times that of boiling salt. Compared with the two, it is naturally cost-effective to collect salt.

Zhang Yang, who came from the 21st century, naturally understood the principle of cost accounting and striving to maximize profits.

As soon as he walked to the entrance of his village, Zhang Yang found that there was a burst of crying in front of him.

Zhang Yang followed the crying and walked into a yard.

A woman in light green clothes was pounced on a man on the ground and cried sadly. The crying was full of anger and helplessness. Perhaps because she leaned over and could only see her crow's hair, but she couldn't see her face clearly.

This is the home of Mr. Liu, the stove owner. Mr. Liu, like himself, also works in the salt farm, but he just boils salt and transports salt by himself.

Mr. Liu is very popular in the salt field, and Zhang Yang respects him very much, but now he is lying quietly on the straw mat on the ground and cannot hear his daughter's crying.

"Sister Ruohan, what's wrong with Uncle Liu?" Zhang Yang asked.

The crying stopped, and the other party slowly stood up, and a pretty face appeared in front of Zhang Yang, with tears in his eyes.

Ruohan's sister is only 28 years old. Although she was born in an ordinary stove family, she is naturally beautiful.

The light green and coarse clothes were cut very well. The waist with a thin plum blossom band looked graceful. An ordinary wooden hairpin was inserted on the black hair, without any decoration, but it was like a lotus from the water.

Liu Ruohan, a girl from the Liu family, is the goddess in everyone's mind.

And she stood up, very close to Zhang Yang, and Zhang Yang saw her appearance more clearly.

She is actually not as beautiful as the country. She grew up in the south, so she naturally has a special kind of gentleness like a southern woman, implicit but not silly, elegant but not charming, especially a unique temperament that makes people feel that she dare not offend her. No matter how rude a man is, he can't help but lower his voice in front of her, for fear of being abrupt.

And now, her watery, clear and transparent eyes were filled with tears. Looking at Zhang Yang in front of her, she stopped crying and said, "It's all the beast Qiu Yi in the salt field who has killed my father... Dad," and then threw herself on Mr. Liu again.

Zhang Yang stepped forward and looked into his breath, but there was no breath anymore.

Killing someone to pay for his life, and blood debts will be paid back! These words suddenly surged in Zhang Yang's mind.

But this was in the Yuan Dynasty.

In order to rule China, the abominable Mongolians divided people into four levels.

The first class is of course the people of Mengzhong. They are the prides of heaven and serve as the heads of governments at all levels.

The second class is the Semu people, referring to people of all ethnic groups in the Western Regions and the Western Xia people. They were slaves who were destroyed earlier and were more trusted by the Mongols.

The third class is the "Han people", namely the Han people, Khitans, Jurchens and other tribes in the original Jin-ruled areas.

The fourth class is the "Southern people", with the lowest status, including the Han people and other ethnic groups in the areas ruled by the Southern Song Dynasty. The higher Mongolians only need to compensate a donkey if they kill the lower southern people!

That Qiu Yi was a archer in the salt field. He usually carried a bow and arrow, held a saber in his hand, showing off his power everywhere. When he saw someone who was not happy with him, he would curse him at the least, and punch and kick him at the worst. Even himself had been subjected to many insults from Qiu Yi.

Qiu Yi was a Mongolian. It must be that he fell in love with the appearance of the Liu girl and tried to be mislead. As a result, Mr. Liu happened to be at home and begged hard, which angered Qiu Yi, punched and kicked, and killed the elderly Mr. Liu.

Zhang Yang sighed and took out two taels of silver from his pocket.

"Sister Ruohan, Mr. Liu has passed away. You can buy a thin coffin for Mr. Liu to do the funeral of the two taels of silver. We brothers are here to help you."

Zhang Yang knew that Mr. Liu was a poor stove like him, and he and his daughter depended on each other for life. The family was barely covered, and Liu Ruohan had no spare money to bury him, at most he just wrapped a straw mat. Since he had money on hand, he would help her.

"Brother Shicheng," Ruohan looked at the silver in Zhang Yang's hand, full of gratitude, "Thank you."

"My father dies with his eyes open. If someone helps me kill this bastard Qiu Yi, I will be a cow and horse for him, and I will be willing to serve him all my life." Ruohan suddenly said this.

Bright eyes and white teeth, but the tone is full of lust.

Zhang Yang felt a stern: "Sister Ruohan, don't say such words, otherwise he will give someone a handle. If it is passed on to Qiu Yi, there will be more reason to bully you."

"Then, did my father die so unknown?" Ruohan was already feeling dead.

"Don't worry, Sister Ruohan, he did such a bad thing, and it is hard tolerate it. I promise that he will not live for a month." Zhang Yang put his hands on Ruohan's shoulders and said solemnly.

The brothers behind were already in surprise and couldn't stop talking.

"Oh, I'm sorry." Zhang Yang suddenly retracted his hand. This is not modern society. Girls are wearing miniskirts while walking on the road, deliberately revealing the lace of their underwear. Men and women are not kissing each other. What happened to me just now?

Ruohan did not react at all and just nodded in obedience.
Chapter completed!