Huang An often visited the medicinal materials shop in Feng'an City, and became familiar with the types and prices of medicinal materials in the western border of the Ming Dynasty.
According to his judgment, any one of those sacks weighed about fifty kilograms.
If all the medicinal materials for the five internal organs soup are contained, then a sack can be sold for at least fifteen taels!
This is a lot of money.
There are twenty carriages, most of which are filled with sacks, and some of which should contain valuables such as cloth.
One can hold at least seventeen or eight sacks, plus one cart and two livestock.
The cost of plundering a car, including the livestock, was close to, or even more than, three hundred taels of silver.
"Master couldn't even afford a hundred taels of gold when he was treating his illness, but these two families are so rich! They can transport such precious property casually, without any Bronze Skin Realm master escorting them, it's incredible!"
Huang An was speechless and sighed at the wealth of these two families.
Is this the importance of inheritance?
This was the first time he saw the difference between aristocratic families and ordinary families.
The master has been fighting and killing enemies in the army since he was a child, and has practiced all the way from the Five Zang Realm to the Iron Bone Realm now.
When Huang An joined the Zhao Family Martial Arts School, the Zhao Family did not have many assets, including a village outside the city and a piece of land inside the city.
All the assets of the Zhao family are pitifully small.
It's so pitiful that I can't even afford two hundred taels of gold.
But now, among the local family forces in Feng'an City, the Yang Family Martial Arts School and the Yunshan Chamber of Commerce, a car is worth three hundred taels of silver.
Huang An sighed inwardly at these families' methods of amassing money, and secretly muttered about the poverty of his master.
But what Huang An didn't know was that part of his guess was wrong.
This batch of goods is not only from these two families, but also from the Li family, as well as from many large and small families in Feng'an City.
This is basically 80% of all medicinal materials produced in Feng'an County within two years.
The only people who can get their hands on the medicinal materials related to the cultivation of warriors are the wealthy families.
And his master Zhao Dun was indeed poor.
Because in this generation of his Zhao family, there are only three people left, father and daughter.
As for the ancestors of the Zhao family, they were not from Feng'an City, so naturally they didn't leave any family property behind.
The key is that the father and daughter are all warriors, and daily martial arts training requires a lot of money.
They can't save money at all.
Because there are no tribesmen to help.
Before Huang An arrived, the father and daughter's daily martial arts training expenses came from three sources.
The first source is the credit Zhao Dun earned from fighting in the army and the money he received in exchange for it.
After he fought hard in the army and earned enough merit, he did not stay in the army, but chose to leave with the "resettlement allowance" provided by the army.
The second source is that the imperial court broke through the bronze skin realm in Zhao Dun, which is a normal reward for martial arts masters.
The identity and status of warriors in the Ming Dynasty was very high. Although there were no rewards for warriors in the five internal organs realm and the six internal organs realm, their social status was different.
You can be exempted from taxes at home, and you will be very successful once you join the army.
Some people who could no longer survive farming would choose to put the property in their names to avoid the increasingly heavy taxes imposed by the court.
After warriors break through the copper-skin realm, the court will receive a large number of rewards, including silver, land, grain and other property.
The government where Benzhou is located also has another reward.
The third source is running the Zhao Family Martial Arts School.
In addition to recruiting disciples, selling medicinal materials, food and accommodation fees, etc., you can also take on tasks such as escorting caravans or protecting ordinary people from traveling far away, and earn some money.
This martial arts school can be regarded as a small supplement to the expenses incurred by their father and daughter in practicing martial arts.
At this moment, Huang An saw this sack worth twenty taels and was filled with sadness. He understood more and more how important money was to a warrior.
"It's no wonder that Yu Mao and the Huilongshan thieves directed and acted in such a good show, all for money!"
Thinking of this, he stretched out his palms and couldn't help but grab the sacks piled up at his feet.
This group of bandits carrying sacks had already left. Not far away, the bandits carrying goods, packages, and animals also left one after another, happily.
It can be said that they returned with a full load.
Huang An saw that the old horse he had tied to the root of a big tree was also taken away.
I couldn't help but feel impatient, I was really unlucky!
He could see clearly that even the two taels of silver he had buried in the soil under the roots of the tree were dug out.
These thieves are experts in robbing and stealing money. How could they not know where and how they hide their money?
However, for some reason, a thief leading the old horse was walking in a direction different from the direction in which their large troops were evacuating. Instead, he was walking diagonally upward.
This cast a shadow over Huang An's heart.
He had good eyesight and noticed that the thieves also ran to both sides of the mountain road to search for the belongings of those people.
Because occasionally there were sounds of men crying and screaming for mercy. Based on what he saw, Huang Anchai could guess what happened.
There must be someone who wanted to fish in troubled waters and left a package of money on his body. After being found out, he was severely beaten.
I don't know if anyone died.
However, no one came to search the bodies of people like himself. Huang An was surprised at first, but he soon figured it out.
They are all warriors, even if they are thieves, they don't want to do such a deceptive thing.
Warriors, even in this terrible situation, still have special preferential treatment.
Sudden.
"Let go of your dirty hands!"
An angry voice came from behind.
I?
Huang An turned around and saw Yang Lianghui staring at him from behind with an unkind look on his face.
"Ah!"
Huang An sneered silently and let go of his hand on the sack.
This man is indeed despicable. He suffered a lot from a strong person, so he must make up for it with a weak person like him.
All the money and medicinal materials were lost.
Is face really so important?
Seeing Huang An let go of his hand, Yang Lianghui glared at his back hatefully, and then looked around to prevent the thief from returning.
The thief leaves just as quickly as he comes.
When it got light, all the thieves roared away.
They led the cows and rode horses, carrying sacks on their shoulders and packages in their arms, and left with the full load.
When their backs were almost invisible as they went up the mountain, the crowds of people on both sides of the mountain road, whose legs were numb and their bodies were cold, started crying and ran towards the place where they left their packages.
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Not to mention the packages, even the broken silver hidden under the trees and pressed under the stones were all plundered.
Occasionally, there were pieces of silver that were not found, but before the happy owner could stuff them into his arms, they were snatched away by the people around him who were crying and their eyes were red.
The scene became even more chaotic.
Fortunately, there were still men from Xialin Village led by Yu Mao who were able to intimidate the crowd.
It wasn't until 6:30 in the morning that the sky became bright and we could start our journey.
After being robbed, the dejected people lined up and continued on their way.
Either empty-handed or carrying sacks, cloth, etc., they left Luoyangpo and continued on their way to Youzhou City.
With the carriage gone, people from the Yunshan Chamber of Commerce and the Yang Family Martial Arts School had to carry sacks or other goods themselves and continue on their way.
Even the leader Yang Lianghui and the steward of the Yunshan Chamber of Commerce were carrying sacks on their shoulders.
They really cared about this batch of goods. Even if members of the escort team from Xialin Village wanted to help, they were rejected by these two parties.
Everyone knows that what they are carrying on their shoulders and tucked under their armpits is white money.
After a robbery, these 30% of the goods have become the only barrier to the safety of both the Yang Family Martial Arts School and the Yunshan Chamber of Commerce.
If they lose this batch of goods again, they will not be able to survive. They will have no choice but to flee Feng'an City far away and become idlers or casual warriors.
If they want to follow the path of warriors, they can only join the army and fight for their lives.
Huang An was also in the crowd, but he walked in front of the crowd.
Shuisheng found him just now and took him back to the people in Xialin Village.
Moreover, this time he followed Yu Mao directly.
After all, Yu Mao is a strong man in the copper-skin realm, and the Longshan thieves also gave him the respect he deserved that time.
He rode a tall horse, lowered his head, carried the hammer on his shoulders, and walked at the front of the team.
He looks like a defeated general.
But Huang An, who was following him, couldn't feel much sadness from him. He must be pretending.
Huang An wanted to ask, "Is it hard for you to endure it? Just laugh out loud if you want to!"
However, Huang An did not dare.
And, where is his horse?
Huang An was anxious and planned to find an opportunity to ask Yu Mao in a roundabout way when he was almost at Youzhou City, or when there were few people around during the break.
After all, he can't ask here, right?
A warrior has sharp ears and eyes, so if he asks, that would be a real bad thing.
If others heard it, especially everyone in the Yang Family Martial Arts School, I was afraid that I would be torn into pieces by both parties.
You can't ask directly, lest the second master think that he has seen through their tricks and be exposed, and get angry and kill him.
Everyone encountered a catastrophe, and all their packages were taken away, but at least some food was left, and everyone shared a little, which at least appeased the Five Zang Temple.
Now that I'm on my way, my speed isn't too slow.
After leaving the sad place of Luoyangpo, everyone hurried on much faster.
Of course, this is also compared to yesterday’s journey.
Huang An truly saw what it means to be in a remote place.
If the road here was in his hometown, even explorers would not dare to walk on it, so Lu couldn't ask people to walk on it.
It is also strange that Feng'an County and Fen County are too remote, and the official roads are in name only.
Everyone walked until they were eleven or twelve miles away from Luoyangpo. Finally, some people's legs and feet were weak, their backs were sore, and they couldn't hold on any longer, so they rested behind.
One after another, everyone basically stopped.
Yu Mao glanced back, his eyes lingering on the sacks and cloths escorted by the Yang Family Martial Arts School for a moment, the corner of his mouth curled up, and then he also dismounted.
Everyone planned to rest where they were for a while and then move on.
Their vigilance is very low now. After all, they have been robbed once. If they are robbed again, it is basically difficult to be so unlucky.
And it's not far from Youzhou City.
According to the pattern of bandits and bandits over the past few decades, this place is most likely safe.
The team was very silent. The joy they had when they rested and camped at Luoyangpo yesterday was gone.
Huang An sat on a rock next to Yu Mao, looked around the crowd, and found that women and children were still crying silently, and even many men had red eyes.
Obviously, for these people, being robbed once is equivalent to killing most of them.
After all, when the thief said he would keep 30% of the goods, he was talking about bulk goods.
Almost everyone's packages and luggage were taken away by thieves.
Huang An glanced around and saw that no one was paying attention to him. Yu Mao was sitting far away from the pedestrians.
With a thought in his heart, he moved his buttocks and prepared to intercede with Master Yu Er.
Sudden.
"Tweet~"
"Puff! Puff!~"
In the mountains and forests on both sides of the road behind me, countless large birds flew into the sky, and then, mixed sounds were heard in the distance.