Zhao Taozhen, quick-witted, leaped onto the barrel and shouted, "This iced drink was ordered from Fushunlou and paid for. The county poetry and prose conference is over, and the county magistrate and the scholars have specifically requested food. A bowl costs forty coins, and a barrel costs thirty ounces. Anyone who dares to snatch food from Fushunlou and the county magistrate, do it now. It's your choice whether to live or die."
"Brother, second brother, dad, Erniu, stop protecting us. Let them rob us. It's hard to persuade a suicidal ghost with words. We are no match for these bandits."
Zhao Taoyin continued to speak at the top of his voice.
Everyone in the Zhao family thought this was the truth.
Although they don't like to wash their hands after going to the toilet, it doesn't matter. This ice drink is indeed going to be sent to the county poetry and prose conference. The county magistrate doesn't know how many bowls of it he will give away to those nobles.
If Zhang Da is brave enough to tamper with Tai Sui, then let them do it.
So the Zhao family let go, but the people on Zhang Dayong's side hesitated. They looked at each other and then looked at Zhang Dayong.
It must be said that Zhang Dayong was truly reckless and desperate, obsessed with getting rich. He ignored Zhao Taoyin and continued, "She lied to us. It was just a few buckets of iced drinks. How could it possibly have such an impact on the county..."
"But these iced drinks are indeed supplied to the county town..."
"...There's been a poetry and prose conference going on in the county recently, and many distinguished people have come. Even the scholars from nearby counties have come..."
"Fushunlou is the place that specializes in providing dishes for poetry and prose conferences..."
“…”
Someone in the village carefully reminded them that these were all fruits.
Zhang Dayong knew very well that this was the truth. When he looked at the twenty buckets of ice drinks, his eyes were red with greed. They were all money, all money... If he robbed them, they would be his. It was the Zhao family's fault for being so dishonest and unwilling to lead the whole village to make money. They deserved it.
So...
"The head of the village is here, the head of the village is here..."
At this time, the arrival of Song Lizheng was considered to have given the matter a stepping stone. Surrounded by the villagers, Song Lizheng came quickly, supported by his two sons.
"How come?" he asked.
Li Erniu said, "Zhang Dayong and his men are trying to rob the Zhao family of their iced drinks. Each bucket of these drinks is worth three taels of silver, and twenty buckets is worth sixty taels. The key is that these drinks are supplied by Fushunlou to the county poetry and prose conference. They are the most prestigious items in our county. If they rob them, Hexi Village, the surrounding villages, and even the entire county will be in trouble."
Li Erniu usually looks like an honest and kind child.
I didn't expect that I could apply what I learned immediately and then take the situation to a higher level.
After all, the big guys don't see any benefits, but instead end up being criticized. Who can stand that?
Zhang Dayong's bandit theory was untenable in the first place and he could not defeat Li Erniu at all.
"Li Erniu, you are talking nonsense. We just said to detain it, not to rob it..." Zhang Dayong panicked and woke up from his greed. He couldn't bear the blame.
"Hold it?"
Li Erniu sneered, "What do you think these iced drinks are? They're food. It's hot out, and they'll go bad in half a day. How is that different from robbery? The folks at the door saw it all clearly, and you still want to deny it?"
"Yes, Zhang Dayong really shouldn't have robbed..."
"We're all from the same village, and we've all said what we want to say. This kid has a really bad temper..."
“…”
Everyone was talking at once, which confirmed Zhang Dayong's intention of robbery.
It has to be said that these people who were instigated by Zhang Dayong to come to help suddenly turned into a group of boomerangs, all hitting him with a clanging sound.
“…This has nothing to do with us.”
Some of the young men who had just followed Zhang Dayong to snatch the wooden barrel were his cousins, and some were childhood friends. They were all panicking.
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