Chapter 21 No matter how strong the fortress is, there are weaknesses
"shut up!"
Being told what they were thinking, the two of them suddenly became a little angry and their expressions changed.
"What nonsense are you talking about!"
The old woman named Chunhua pinched her neck and waist, and said harshly: "What does the matter in our Baishi Village have to do with you, an outsider? Is it your turn to take care of it? If you don't leave, I will call someone else.
!”
"You're right."
Li Yu sneered: "It's really not my turn to take care of things in Baishi Village, but if my aunt really has any trouble or is bullied, hehe, then I have to take care of it.
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As he spoke, he slapped a stone on the wall next to him.
Bang!
The hard rock suddenly cracked, the low wall shook, and the dust on the wall shook off. The iron pillar next to him stared wide-eyed, swallowed dryly, and couldn't help but take two steps back.
The old woman originally wanted to take advantage of being able to act out on her own property, but when she saw this scene, she immediately shivered in fright, took a step back, and obediently closed her mouth, not daring to say anything anymore.
It can break a stone with one palm, and it can definitely kill a person with one slap.
These days, many people don't even have enough to eat. How can someone who can practice martial arts be offended by ordinary people?
The slightly younger woman next to her timidly said: "Little brother, we are not bullying our third aunt, don't get me wrong."
Li Yu was too lazy to pay attention to her. He turned to look at Tie Zhu aside and said, "Brother Tie Zhu, can I ask you a favor?"
"ah?"
Tie Zhu was stunned for a moment, then quickly patted his chest and assured:
"What's the matter? Brother Chen said it bluntly, as long as I can help, I will help!"
The young man has always respected strength, and after seeing Li Yu's terrifying palm technique just now, Tie Zhu was in awe of Li Yu in front of him. Hearing that the other party asked him for something, he suddenly felt that he had a face, his blood surged up, and he opened his mouth to agree.
Of course, the premise is that he can do it. If it makes it difficult for him, then it has to be discussed separately.
"Actually, it's nothing."
Li Yu took out a piece of broken silver and stuffed it into the other party's hand: "You have also seen my aunt's current situation, so I want you to help find a diligent woman in the village to take care of my aunt. This is a
There is a lot of money and it will be enough for you to spend in a short time. I will come back in a month."
In Li Yu's previous life, he often saw characters in TV and movies going to inns to eat, shopping on the streets, and listening to music at Goulan. They would often take out a few heavy silver ingots and gold ingots to pay, and then wave their hands and say there was no need to look for them.
There are those who go too far and randomly take out thousands of taels of silver and squander it.
Now that I think about it, this is indeed a bit outrageous. These days, the people at the bottom are eager to break a coin in half and spend it. Even the wealthy landowners and squires cannot use the money as money.
As for those children of aristocratic families, they are surrounded by servants and guards as soon as they go out, so why do they still need to bring their own money?
Of course, this situation may be true, but at least Li Yu has never heard of it.
Carrying several kilograms of gold and silver with him when going shopping and eating, even carrying banknotes worth millions worth of Li Yu's banknotes in Li Yu's previous life to show off casually on the street. No matter how rich he is, this is not what Li Yu does.
People who think they have a good brain usually can't do this kind of thing.
The old woman, Tiezhu and the others looked straight at her.
One qian of broken silver is equivalent to more than 100 copper coins when converted into copper plates. This money may not seem like much, but at most it can only buy more than 300 kilograms of bran, more than 100 kilograms of cornmeal, or more than 70 kilograms.
Kilograms of brown rice.
But it also depends on who it is for. For example, like mountain villagers like them, who usually can’t get enough to eat rice bran, how many of them can easily spend so much money?
Li Yu in front of them casually took out the money and claimed that he would come back later, which made them feel the charm of the rich!
"Brother, I only have two conditions."
Li Yu stretched out two fingers: "First, let the old lady eat and drink well, and second, let her not be bullied. As for how you use the money, I don't care. What do you think?"
The reason why I approached Tie Zhu was because Tie Niu couldn't keep the money, and giving it to her would harm her.
Instead, he entrusted Tiezhu, a man from the same village, to help take care of her. As long as Tiezhu or his family were not stupid, in order to benefit from the steady flow of water, they had to take good care of Tieniu's mother and not let others bully her.
After all, Li Yu is just an outsider no matter what. Directly intervening in this matter will easily cause dissatisfaction. A slight instigation by someone with intentions will cause some people to share the same hatred.
On the contrary, it is more convenient and simpler to pay a small price and let people in their village handle this matter!
No matter how strong a fortress is, it has its weaknesses.
If you start to destroy from the inside, it is often much easier and more trouble-free than attacking directly from the outside!
"Brother Chen, don't worry, I will definitely help you handle this matter!"
Tie Zhu held the broken silver in his hand and was extremely excited. She was just taking care of people and it was not a troublesome matter. He immediately thought of the suitable candidate - his wife.
An older woman can eat forty kilograms of brown rice or cornmeal a month, which is pretty good. If she occasionally eats some meat, wild vegetables, and the rest, doesn’t it become her own?
Originally, the life of Tiezhu's family was not very good. The food in the family had to be eaten by him and his father, the two main breadwinners, otherwise they would not be able to work in the fields in the spring. As for my mother and sister, they could only eat leftovers and add some
Wild vegetables.
Even so, the family has to tighten their belts to live with two meals a day and still not enough to eat.
Yesterday, I was worried that the rice jars at home were all bottomed out, so I should take advantage of the slack time to find some work to earn some food. Now it’s better. With this work, at least my family’s life will be much easier in the future!
As for not letting Old Lady Iron Niu be bullied.
This is simpler. Their family doesn't have many other things, but only a lot of males. There are five uncles alone. Later, his father mentioned it to Muramasa, and with Li Yu intimidating him, it is guaranteed that no one will
Dare to come and cause trouble for Iron Niu.
Anyway, Li Yu said just now that he won't meddle in other people's business and only cares about Tieniu's mother being safe and sound.
The two women next to him looked at him with eager eyes, even envious and jealous, and wished they could take his place.
No one is rich these days. Not to mention brown rice and cornmeal, many people don’t even have enough to eat wheat bran and rice bran. They spend their days pulling bark from trees and wild vegetables all over the mountains and fields, leaving them unable to eat even a few dry meals throughout the year.
Who wouldn’t be jealous after seeing dozens of kilograms of grain every month?!
Li Yu ignored them and went directly to the thatched house.
The room was dimly lit and filled with a not-so-pleasant smell. An old woman was lying half-lying on the bed. Her hair was gray and messy, her face was haggard, and her eyes were dull.
Li Yu's heart tightened, and he knew that the energy of the old woman in front of him was almost gone.
It is not difficult to understand. For an older woman, her husband is gone, but her son is still there. This means that there is still hope in life. It doesn’t matter if it is a bit hard and tiring. She can continue to hold on through gritting her teeth, and maybe she even wants to have a grandson.
But if her son dies, once the tight string in the old man's heart is broken, her death will not be far away.