The air was filled with a slightly tense atmosphere. Xiao Zhi's smiling face made Song Cun Liangchu feel a little uncomfortable. He thought to himself that the young man in front of him did not look like a rough man with daily wind and sun. Could it be that he was from Daming? It shouldn't be that civil strife continues. Daming everywhere is ready to rob power. Where can I have time to send a strong man to rob a small village...

Xiao Zhi slowly raised his hand, and the light-footed soldier who was in charge of guarding Song Cun Liangchu immediately pressed on the knife at his waist: "What do you want to do, put down your hand!"

Xiao Zhi took a step back and said with a smile: "Don't be nervous. It's the right thing to pay the annual tribute. It's just that the weather is hot. It's really hard for you to come from a distance from the city. Why not sit in the humble house first? How about we chatting while eating?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Qingzu soldier who was shouting "put down his hand" was a little embarrassed, and what was even more embarrassing was the sound of hunger coming from his stomach. Damn Liangchu, Songcun Liangchu, had food and drink along the way, while the people in charge of the guards only had a little bit of dry food to save money. Hearing Xiao Zhi say this, he and the other Qingzu couldn't help but look at Liangchu Songcun...

Song Cun Liang Chu shouted and scolded in his heart, "I didn't give you something to eat, so why don't I be afraid of going into a bunch of traps waiting for you bunch of waste?"

When he was watched like this, he was afraid of danger if he entered, and if he didn't, he seemed bad. Especially Xiao Zhi's harmless expression was even more annoying! If it was really harmless, then Ji Feng Xiuyuan's headless body would not be hanging at the intersection...

He hesitated for a long time, and his gums were clenched: "Since you invited me, how can I refuse?" He said that, and glanced at the bastards beside him: "After all came from the city, I showed me some decent momentum!"

Then, under the protection of being surrounded, we walked into the yard. Although we saw the guards, there were only three or two, and there was no trap set. Finally, we arrived at the hall, and there were not many people here, so we felt a little relaxed.

Xiao Zhi followed in, sat in the front seat, and smiled and said, "Please sit."

After Liang Chu of Song Village sat down, he said, "I will introduce myself formally. My surname is Jiangchuan and my name is Xiao Zhi. I am the manager of Sanxiu Village. If you have any problems, please forgive me..."

Liang Chu of Song Village did not want to stay here, so he said straight to the point: "In the past two years, natural disasters and man-made disasters have caused a sharp decline in the crop harvest in the fields. The city lord was reluctant to see people suffering, so he specially reduced the annual tribute. The villagers of Sanxiu Village counted according to the heads. Each person only had to hand over 50 kilograms of grain. It doesn't matter if there was no food. Gold, silver, jewelry and other money can also deduct food..."

Although 50 kilograms of grain are not much, for an adult, he eats a lot of food normally and only about 20 kilograms per month. These 50 kilograms of rice are enough for more than two months. If you save a little more frugality, it may be fine for four months. However, the villagers in Sanxiu Village will soon become hungry. It would not be so sad if they can have 20 kilograms of rice at home...

At this time, the servant brought a few plates and placed dried wolf meat, wild boar meat, rice balls and a cup of hot water on the table next to Xiao Zhi. In front of Song Village Liangchu, a plate with only two rice balls was placed. Song Village Liangchu's face suddenly became extremely dark. This is a insulting person!

Xiao Zhi glanced at this silly servant, who had just been preparing for lunch, and asked him to prepare it. Unexpectedly, it was quite sumptuous, but how did this make people think of him?

Song Village Liangchu said in anger: "Looking at Jiangchuan's family, there is meat and rice, I think Sanxiu Village can easily hand over the Nian Gong. My Song Village Liangchu will not go to waste time. It's time to give the Nian Gong..."

Xiao Zhi glanced at the wolf meat and pork on the table: "Hehe, I'm not sure about it. These things were brought back from the mountains after a long life. In order to thank me for destroying the land security, they took the initiative to thank them. They usually live a very hard life. I really don't have food to hand over this year, so I owe a year first. When the situation is better next year, how about handing over together? I will first thank Mr. Song Village instead of the villagers of Sanxiu Village..."

Now Sanxiu Village has few people and its strength can only resist the ordinary groups of bandits in three or five. If he kills Liangchu in Song Village in front of him with impulse, it is likely to attract the attention of the city lord and send two or three hundred people to attack the village. Although he and Kojiro and the armed personnel in the village can resist the attack, the price they pay must be very high.

They can protect themselves, but the villagers have no choice. The soldiers and generals enter the village and swing their blades, which will only make blood flow into a river. That way, the hundred people who have finally been saved will be in vain...

I sent you away first, Xiao Zhi touched his body and then smiled: "Although I cannot submit the annual tribute this year, I definitely cannot let Lord Song Village go for a waste of time and give you a treasure. Please ask you to plead for mercy in front of Lord Xiayu City?"

Faced with Xiao Zhi who was in a slight thorn, Song Cun Liangchu could not suppress his anger. When he heard the treasure, he forced himself to say, "The city lord is not a good person. I... need to have a lot of courage!" As he said that, he rubbed his fingers gently.

Xiao Zhi took out a small silver square box from his pocket.

The servant took it over and placed it on the table of Liangchu in Song Village. Liangchu picked it up and looked it carefully. His eyes were shining. What an exquisite iron box, silver, with a few strange small squares printed on it. He raised his head: "This iron box is really good, very delicate, but... it's not a treasure."

Xiao Zhi shook his head and stood up, took the iron box and said, "This treasure is called a lighter. It can easily fire out anytime and anywhere without carrying a fire stick... Its effect is better than a fire stick and is just right for fire stick!"

He opened the lid of the lighter with his thumb, slid the roller, and a ball of flame appeared on it, which scared everyone present!

The light-footed soldiers and servants were trembling. What a treasure. I just opened it and saw no sparks, and I didn’t have to blow it. I just slipped and made a flame out. It was so convenient!

Xiao Zhi brought ten of this kind of lighter.

He laughed and said, "I got this kind of treasure by chance. He doesn't need to be as troublesome and laborious as a flint, nor does he need to light a dark fire in advance like a fire zipper to carry it. And it will be easy to extinguish it for too long. Are Lord Song Village satisfied?"

Song Cun trembled and stretched out his hand to take the lighter. His eyes were sucked on it. His hands were cautiously afraid of breaking the rare treasure: "Can this treasure be used forever, the head of the Jiangchuan family?" The names of Xiao Zhi changed, and he recognized Xiao Zhi's status at this moment in disguise.
Chapter completed!