In a corner of the medicine market, Lao Scarzi and others stared at Jiang Ming as he packed up his things and left.
"Master Scar, let him go just like that?" a follower couldn't help but asked.
Old Scar snorted coldly: "What else should I do? In the final analysis, that kid didn't break any rules. I have been operating in Ping'an Town for many years. Although I do things ruthlessly, I follow the rules on the surface. If today in public,
If I really do something to this kid, I’m afraid I won’t be able to convince the public in Ping’an Town in the future…”
"What Mr. Scar means is that we secretly..." The follower's eyes flickered, as if he heard other meanings.
Lao Scar played with two golden ginseng plants, shook his head and said: "This kid is quite skilled. I might have to kill a few people to deal with him. The gang is short of manpower during this period, and Ping'an Town cannot allow any more extraneous problems..."
"But he has played with me several times, and I will get angry sooner or later!" Old Scar said with a fierce look in his eyes: "Let Jiang Ming run around for two days, and after the winter, the gang will send someone over, and then...
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"This old scar is easier to deal with than expected." Jiang Ming was a little surprised as he walked in the town.
"It seems that the image of a villain established in the past still has some effect..."
No matter how arrogant Old Scar is, he is just an ordinary person. Relying on the reputation of the Old Snake Gang, he can suppress the low-level people in Ping'an Town who are afraid of the powerful...
But those who are bold are afraid of being stunned. No one is afraid of a stupid young man like Jiang Da. He is a bachelor and will knock on the door and break his legs if he disagrees. Even if he is an old scar, there is nothing he can do...
"Strength determines everything!" Jiang Ming sighed.
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The tavern is even more lively in winter. Whether it is herbal collectors or mountain collectors, now that they cannot enter the mountains, they spend their days drinking here.
The tavern was noisy, Lao Jiangtou was so happy that he even hired Ah Fei as a temporary waiter.
Hula~
The wooden door opened, and the cold wind rushed in.
The drinker at the door stared at him and was about to yell, "Who's wrong? Open the door so wide."
"Hey, who are you staring at?" Jiang Ming looked at him with a half-smile.
"Ming, brother Ming..." the drinker stammered: "Are you back?"
The tavern was quiet for a moment, Villain Jiang is back!
"Drink honestly and don't glare at people...you'll get beaten easily." Jiang Ming patted his head, maintaining his image of a villain, and strode towards the counter.
"Half a kilo of money goes to the tongue, and the side dishes are served as you like." Jiang Ming slapped over ten big coins.
"Brother Ming, long time no see, you still look so majestic." Lao Jiangtou joked.
"In this world...it's good to be alive." Jiang Ming shook his head and saw that Lao Zhoutou was there, so he went over and sat together.
"There are a lot fewer people collecting herbs!" Jiang Ming lamented.
Old Zhoutou gave a wry smile: "You went off to the mountains alone to be happy. This town is about to be in trouble. Many people don't want to go. Then Old Scar threatens his family openly and secretly, causing a lot of trouble..."
"What nonsense?" Jiang Ming frowned.
"Do you still remember the Shi family, a new first-class family, the one who killed several herb collectors... Now he is hanging out with the Old Snake Gang, who dares to say anything..."
"Then it's almost the New Year and they won't come back?" Jiang Ming asked. At this time of year, large troops can't enter the mountains.
Old Zhou's eyelids drooped slightly, he sighed, and then slowly said: "I heard... some herb collectors have been sent to the northern battlefield to serve as army doctors."
"I don't know how many of them will come back..."
Jiang Ming was stunned, what kind of magical operation is this? Can a herb picker be the same as a doctor?
Is fighting a joke? How can we be so reckless? It might cause serious trouble...
"What's going on?" Jiang Ming was confused: "Who is at war with whom?"
"I heard that there was a rebellion in the north, and all the three prefectures were conquered... The capital sent troops to suppress the bandits, and ordered each prefecture to send out personnel to help. There are requirements for the number of medicinal materials, weapons, soldiers, and accompanying doctors!"
"So Dayun Mansion is fooling around like this? Then wasn't it very active when collecting herbs..." Jiang Ming didn't understand even more.
"Fooling?" Suddenly a head popped up from the side, and a herb collector said sternly: "How do you know it was a fool and not intentional?"
"And those medicinal herbs, I heard that a lot of them were 'robbed' by the rebels halfway through the shipment!"
"Those gentlemen in the city are more thieves than anyone else..."
Jiang Ming understood now that there is a traitor in love.
But it’s normal to think about it. Since ancient times, they have been dynasties with strong families. These families have made bets in advance. Some people will suppress the royal family, while others will suppress the rebels... Maybe there are even some who bet on both sides.
Looking at this situation, the officials in Dayun Mansion may not be familiar with the rebels...
"If this war doesn't end next year, I'm afraid we will have to recruit troops." Old Zhoutou sighed.
"By the way, when you were in the mountains, another big thing happened here!" This topic was too serious, so Old Zhou turned to say: "A group of ruthless bandits who have been running rampant in Dayun Mansion for a long time were killed on the way to the city.
There was a nest on the road, and the scene was tragic..."
Someone immediately answered: "Tsk, tsk, I heard that one of the heads was chopped off, and another was nailed to a tree and couldn't be pulled out..."
"The killing was so exciting that the government has posted a notice to find the hero who killed the bandit, and he will be rewarded with a hundred taels of silver..."
"By the way, why doesn't this hero show up yet? If I had already received the money, I would be happy..."
"Just you? I'm afraid you might have wet your pants after seeing that scene..."
As soon as this was mentioned, the tavern suddenly became abuzz with chatter. Obviously this kind of topic is more exciting.
Jiang Ming listened silently, sipping his wine from time to time, and showing his face? Showing off, you call these guys who are not even warriors gangsters...
He has been running rampant for a long time... If it is true, then there is only one explanation. There is a lot of power behind this group of fake traders, and it may be one of them in the city...
If Jiang Ming dares to show up, he may be sunk into a well before he receives the money... and when he is fished out again, it may be the second industrial revolution.
At noon, Jiang Ming bought some daily necessities in the town and then returned to Yunmeng Mountain.
He found that he quite liked this kind of life, practicing martial arts and collecting herbs alone, drinking tea and reading... Occasionally, he went down the mountain to feel the smoke and fire of the world...
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As time passed, the weather became colder and colder. The rivers in the mountains were covered with a thick layer of ice. Snow fell one after another, and everything was white.
Jiang Ming goes out less often, but he still goes out every two or three days to collect medicines. The seasonal medicines in winter are the most expensive, and they can be sold for a lot of money in the coming spring.
In a mountain stream, Jiang Ming was wrapped in thick animal skins and looked at the scene in front of him with surprise and joy.
Among the white snow, a bit of green is eye-catching.
It was an area no more than three feet square, with a patch of green grass growing there, and in the center of the grass, a small red grass swayed gently, seeming to radiate warmth even in the ice and snow.
"Fire cloud grass!"
"Finally encountered another one!"
Jiang Ming was so excited that he cooked and ate the last plant, but he hadn't practiced martial arts at that time, so almost half of the potency was wasted.
And now that he is at the critical moment of attacking the warriors, this Fire Cloud Grass comes at the perfect time.
He patted a rabbit next to him: "Fourth Master Bai, remember this look and taste... As long as you can find another one, I promise that as long as I, Jiang Ming, have a bite to eat, you will never go hungry."
Carefully digging out the fire cloud grass, Jiang Ming's thoughts went back to the day he first came to this world. Everything started from that fire cloud grass...
"The only rule in this world is that the weak eat the strong. If you don't become a warrior, everything is empty talk..."
Thanks to the book friend for the reward of "one, two, three, three, four, four, five", the boss is very generous, thank you boss!