She became rich after being dressed as a group pet

Chapter 356
Looking up and seeing Jiang Zhimian, the two seemed to see the reincarnation of a Bodhisattva.

The crying one hugged his thighs, "Okay, okay, we will do whatever you say."

Nothing is more important than staying alive.

Jiang Zhimian nodded in satisfaction, looked around, and said, "It's not convenient to talk here, so let's go in and talk."

"Go in?" Xiong Da Xiong Er was stunned.

Jiang Zhimian nodded, "Yes, do you want to kneel here and talk to me? It's okay, but I always stand, and my knee hurts."

The two kneeling on the ground looked at their knees and fell into confusion.

But in the end, he followed Jiang Zhimian to the village chief's yard.

Aunt Zhang was sitting under the eaves, picking up the soles of her shoes. When she saw Jiang Zhimian and the others, she was so frightened that she stood up quickly, ready to say hello.

Jiang Zhimian waved at her, "Don't worry about Aunt Zhang, we're just here to chat with friends, let's borrow your yard, by the way, is the village chief there?"

"Here, taking a nap." Aunt Zhang nodded.

That's better.

Jiang Zhimian turned to ask Xiong Da Xiong Er again, "Does the village chief know about you two kneeling outside?"

"I know, but I told him to shut up, otherwise I will cut his tongue." Xiong Er was very honest.

It's just that this honesty is somewhat terrifying.

Under such threats, the village head can still fall asleep, which is really a powerful person.

Also, if you dare to play such a big deal, you don't have a big heart, can you do it?

Anyway, there was no village chief's business for the time being, so Jiang Zhimian only asked Qilin to guard the gate, and then took Xiong Daxiong Er into the main room.

"What kind of landlords and rich people are you cooperating with by doing this?" Jiang Zhimian asked.

"We don't know, it's the second boss's business, we're just running errands, miss, don't make things difficult for us." Xiong Da said aggrievedly.

Apparently Xiong Er wanted to live more, so he hurriedly said, "I know there is a family, Mr. Dong's family. We are in charge of defrauding money, letting them borrow money from us to play dice, and when there is no money to pay back, we will use the land to sell the land. Sell ​​it to Mr. Dong, and then you can continue to work on it, as long as you only need to give two-thirds of the annual harvest to Mr. Dong.”

two thirds?

Jiang Zhimian couldn't help but secretly dumbfounded.

In ancient times, productivity was already low.

One mu of land can produce up to two loads of wheat, that is, two hundred catties.

This is when the weather is good, the soil is fertile and the farmers are hardworking.

If these are not achieved, there may not even be half of the harvest.

That's all, if you want to keep enough rations for next year, and save some money to buy necessities, there is not much left at all.

Now Dong Cai mainly divides two-thirds, which is tantamount to forcing people to die.

But the key point is that rich man Dong did not force them to sign such an unequal treaty.

Instead, they took the initiative to send it to the door.

It's no wonder that the village chief's family can profit so much from it and build a new house with ease.

"You bandits used to burn, kill and loot, why are you suddenly playing tricks now, who is your dog-headed military advisor?" Jiang Zhimian asked again.

Xiong Daxiong, who couldn't understand the dog's head army division, looked at each other in blank dismay.

After a while, I finally realized, and said, "Who are you asking for advice? It's our Mrs. Yazhai."

"Madam Yazhai?" Jiang Zhimian frowned slightly, "Are you called Shang Shuci?"

"It seems to be this name. We usually call it madam. I don't remember the name too much." Xiong Er scratched his head.

Bai Yule was very straightforward, "It's just a woman who looks good but has a vicious heart. She was imprisoned in a dungeon not long ago, and was rescued by your village master?"

In this way, the two have an impression.

"That's right, that's our Mrs. Yazhai. How about it? It's amazing."

Great, of course it is.

A cousin who escaped from the disaster can have such a plan to make the bandits learn the tricks of profiteers. She is not good, who is good?

"I want to see her." Jiang Zhimian said, "I leave this matter to you."

"Ah?" Xiong Er was very embarrassed, "But Mrs. Yazhai, you're leaving."

"Gone?" Jiang Zhimian was surprised, "Where did you go?"

Xiong Er shook his head, "I don't know, he left on the day he came back from being robbed, and left with our head. He said he wanted to go back to his hometown to do something, and he won't be back in a short time."

"Are you lying to our fifth sister-in-law, that Shang Shuci is an orphan who escaped from a disaster, so why should he go back to his hometown?" Bai Yule suddenly became fierce.

Xiong Er quickly kowtowed to the ground, "No, what I said is true, my life is still in the hands of the eldest lady, if I dare to do bad things, where can I get the antidote?"

They came today to save their lives, so naturally they will not hide anything.

Jiang Zhimian stopped Bai Yule, who was about to speak again, with a serious expression, "He didn't lie, and there was no need."

How about Shang Shuci has nothing to do with them.

Compared with Shang Shuci, they wanted to save their lives more.

"Then what should we do now?" Bai Yule had no choice.

Jiang Zhimian was silent for a moment.

Then, looking at Xiong Daxiong Er, "I can detoxify you, but the premise is that you can no longer be bandits. In addition, you have to draw me the route map of the bandit den. If I am sure that you did not give me a fake route map, I'll give you the antidote."

"Really?" Xiong Er with the big chest was overjoyed.

But soon, his expression darkened again, "If we don't become bandits, what are we doing?"

"Go home and farm, or go to the mayor to find a job, you have hands and feet, will you starve to death?" Jiang Zhimian said.

As the saying goes, can a living person be suffocated to death by urine?
Cough cough, but looking at the current situation of Xiong Da Xiong Er, he will not be suffocated to death by urine, but he may die from constipation.

"We can't do work. There is a tattoo of a bandit on our arm. If someone sees it, we will be arrested and brought before the officials. As for farming, we don't have any land at all."

To be precise, they originally had land.

It's just that the family was too poor later, and those lands were mortgaged to the rich one after another. Later, they couldn't eat enough, so they had no choice but to become bandits.

It is said that I am worried every day, but at least my stomach is full.

Even if it's death, it's still a dead ghost when it's on the road.

"There is so much land in the mountains that can be reclaimed. As long as the reclaimed land is yours, it is nothing more than the fact that the soil was not fertile enough in the previous year, and the food you planted was not enough to eat. If you are tight, you will be able to live on."

After Jiang Zhimian finished speaking, he took out a pen and paper from his pocket, "Okay, let me draw a road map first."

(End of this chapter)