Dongming Ziyu is wearing a blue cloth dungaree, with a tall and straight figure and a commanding momentum. Although it is a coarse cloth dungaree, it does not have the cowardly and shabby look of a working commoner.

The housekeeper, who had been hiding some small thoughts at first, became cautious and his attitude changed from contempt to respect. "Please take it out. After I inspect the goods, we can discuss the price."

Dongming Ziyu said to Wu Lang who was picking up beautiful stones not far away: "Wu Lang, ask your mother to go back to the house, take out the tiger skin, and ask your brothers San Lang and Si Lang to bring it over."

"Okay!" Wulang agreed and ran to find Shangguan Ruoli and Sanlang and Silang.

Shangguan Ruoli took Sanlang, Silang and Wulang back to their small shack. He first gave each of them a piece of candy to hold, then he opened a simple wooden cabinet, stretched his hand inside and took out the tiger skin from the space.

"Wow! It's so beautiful!" The three children's eyes widened when they saw the smooth and smooth tiger skin.

One child couldn't be carried, so three children lined up to carry him and walked cautiously towards the food shed.

Under the sun, the tiger skin glows with a faint luster, and you can tell that it is a fine tiger skin.

Jiang Hongda couldn't help but stood up and looked at the tiger skin with gleaming eyes, "Good skin, really good skin!"

The butler also smiled. He will definitely get a reward for his errand this time!

Dongming Ziyu took the tiger skin from the three little ones' shoulders and spread it on the long dining table, "Please check it."

The steward carefully inspected the tiger skin and found no wounds. He opened his mouth and asked for a price: "How about five hundred taels of silver?"

His shrewd little eyes glanced at Dongming Ziyu and Dong Chunlei, and he couldn't help but be slightly surprised when he saw that their expressions were indifferent when they heard this huge amount.

It seemed that these two people had seen the world before.

If it were before, Dong Chunlei would really be stunned by the surprise of these five hundred taels. Now he is also someone who has pinched more than fourteen hundred taels of silver. These five hundred taels are really nothing.

Jiang Hongda wanted to raise the price, so he pointed to the grass sheds and the children wearing patched clothes, and said: "Look, it's really not easy for them. This tiger also fought with his life. Look, can you get more?"

Give me some?"

Dongming Ziyu didn't say anything. He also went to the county town to inquire about the price. Five hundred taels was not bad. No one in the small county town could afford it. The fur dealer didn't know how long it would take for the skins to be resold. The price was very low.

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Seeing his deep and unfathomable eyes, the housekeeper guessed that he must have gone out to inquire about the price, so he said: "For Jiang Xiucai's sake, I will give you six hundred taels, no more!"

Dongming Ziyu said: "Pay with one hand and deliver the goods with the other hand?"

The steward said: "Of course!"

Dongming Ziyu said happily: "Deal!"

The housekeeper took out six hundred taels of silver notes on the spot, wrapped them in tiger skin, and stood up to leave.

Jiang Hongda walked behind and whispered to Dongming Ziyu and Dong Chunlei: "I can't help you with going up the mountain. I'm sorry."

Dongming Ziyu said: "It doesn't matter."

Dong Chunlei couldn't stand others being soft to them, so he hurriedly said: "Village chief, don't say that, you have already helped us a lot, we are very grateful, thank you."

Jiang Hongda sighed, said nothing, and followed the housekeeper.

Dongming Ziyu gave the 600 taels of silver notes to Dong Chunlei.

Dong Chunlei excused himself: "The tiger is your fault, you keep it yourself."

Dongming Ziyu pushed the banknote back and said: "I took them to fight, and we all worked hard. We kept the money for the tiger bone wine ourselves, and the money for the tiger skin is considered to be the public's money, and we have to buy some food."

, cotton, and oilcloth, we must deal with this winter first."

Dong Chunlei sighed and said: "It always rains here, and the grass shacks are prone to leaks. You have to buy some oil paper to cover them."

Dongming Ziyu said: "After the public buildings are built, the remaining stones can still be used to build two four-room houses. No matter who lives in the future, they should be built first so that the old, weak, women and children can live in them."

Dong Chunlei said worriedly: "If we are not allowed to go up the mountain, what will happen to the firewood?"

Dongming Ziyu said: "They guard the road up the mountain, and we also send people to guard it. People in their village also have to go up the mountain to cut firewood. If they go, we will go too, otherwise no one will go up the mountain!"

Dong Youyin said angrily: "Yes! The mountain does not belong to his family, why should they control it?"

Dong Chunlei nodded with a solemn expression, as there would inevitably be another conflict.

Two days later, the common room was covered with tiles and the kang was installed. There were four large suites inside and outside, with large kangs in the north and south in the inner room, and cooking stoves in the outer room.

The room is very large, and it will not be a problem to sleep thirty adults. In the future, the large kang can be used as a classroom, conference room, canteen and other public places.

Everyone was in high spirits and busy burning the kang and cleaning up.

Mrs. Qian said with a smile: "When the kang is dry, you can move in. The old and the weak can all stay, and we can set up beds and make bunks on the floor to sleep four or five people in the outside room."

"Yes, if you think about it, half of us will have a place to live."

"When those stones are built into houses, we can all squeeze into the houses. At least we won't have to suffer the cold outside!"

Dong Chunlei also showed a smile, "We will continue digging the foundation and building the house tomorrow. Fortunately, it doesn't freeze here, otherwise we wouldn't be able to break ground in the winter."

Mr. Dong sighed: "This is the only good thing here."

Suddenly there was a whistle outside, and everyone looked startled, and then they started looking around for a handy tool. Whatever it was, they grabbed it in their hands and ran out.

Dongming Ziyu and Shangguan Ruoli looked at each other and followed everyone to the foot of the mountain.

As expected, Shuan Zhu and others had a quarrel with the people from Nanxi Village. The reason was that the people from Nanxi Village wanted to go up the mountain to cut firewood, and Shuan Zhu and others also wanted to go up the mountain to cut firewood, but the people from Nanbeixi Village did not let them go.

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Shuan Zhu held a hatchet and wanted to kill someone: "Why? Does this mountain belong to your family or your village?"

The villager sneered and said, "They belong to our village! We just don't let you poor beggars go up the mountain. What can you do?"

As he said that, he took a step forward, stretched out his neck, and said, "Come on, chop me, chop me here! Then the Yamen will directly label you as rioters!"

Shuan Zhu gritted his teeth in anger. If it were him, he would have killed him and run away, but there were still so many men, women, and children in the village!

Besides, this is not a deserted road where people are killed and no one cares. There are government offices and officers and soldiers here. If things get serious, it would be terrible if they are treated like a mob and wiped out.

The Jiang family is so domineering, they have such ability and confidence.

As soon as Shuan Zhu whistled for help, the Jiang clan also beat gongs and drums to call for help, and both parties gathered at the foot of the mountain.

The people of the Jiang family saw that the group of refugees in the east of the village did not dare to fight with them, so they became aggressive and intensified with all kinds of provocations and abuses. They just wanted to force them to take action. When the time comes, the family members would be able to classify them as a mob.

Let the government send troops to destroy them!

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