Chapter 201 The delivery man has arrived



The owner of the Song kiln arrived at Laohu Town in the middle of the night.

Butler Cao, who was on night patrol, saw a long group of torches coming towards the town from afar. He thought it was a group of robbers from somewhere, so he quickly reported it to Qiao Xin. He also found Li Zhong and quickly organized all the young and strong men who were trained.

If it was just a misunderstanding, then it would be fine. But if it was as he guessed, and they were not prepared at all, wouldn't they be caught off guard?

No matter how powerful the old lady is, she can't defeat many people with just her own fists.

Qiao Xin was leaning on the bed when she heard Nanny Qin say outside: "Madam, Butler Cao is here and seems to have something urgent to do!"

Qiao Xin packed up and walked out, only to see Butler Cao circling outside the house with an anxious look on his face!

Qiao Xin looked at him, frowned and said, "Are you in a hurry? What's the matter that makes you so anxious?"

"Madam, there is a group of people coming towards us. It looks like there are more than a hundred of them!"

Qiao Xin raised her brows, somewhat surprised.

She returned to the house to get her bow and arrow, told Nanny Qin to lock the gate to the inner courtyard, and then walked out.

Xu heard the noise and rushed out, wearing a short dress and holding a wooden stick. When she saw Qiao Xin, she asked, "Mom, what happened? Why did I hear the sound of a gong?"

"It's nothing serious. You stay at home and I'll take someone out to check it out!"

"How about my wife go with me to take a look?"

Qiao Xin was not at home, and Xu was unsure about the situation. It would be more reassuring for her to stay with her mother-in-law.

"I'll leave the guarding to you. You'll have to guard these things at home. If you follow me, I won't be able to move freely if something happens!"

Only then did Xu nod in agreement, but the hand holding the stick became even paler!

As the gong sounded, lights were lit in every household.

But in a moment, the grown men and strong young men arrived at the threshing ground with all kinds of farm tools in their hands. Behind them was a group of wives and old women holding a variety of rolling pins and fire sticks, rushing forward loudly.

Such a big commotion naturally couldn't be hidden from those outsiders.

He Jinzhuo got up to check the situation and saw the two servants who were serving them. One of them was carrying a bamboo broom and was about to rush out after opening the front door.

He quickly stopped the other person and asked, "What are you planning to do in the middle of the night, dressed like this?"

The woman stopped and said, "Young Master, please go back to your room and rest. The gong sounded in the middle of the night. It must be someone entering the village. The village chief is gathering everyone. We have to go and support them! If you go too late, you will lose points and you will not be able to be rated as excellent."

He Jinzhuo was a little confused and wanted to ask again, but the old woman didn't give him a chance and ran away like the wind. Her nimble legs and feet didn't look like that of an elderly person at all.

The owner of the Song Kiln was exhausted after the journey. It was the first time he worked for his master, and he was thinking day and night about doing the job to the satisfaction of Qiao Xin.

When three or four large water vats were made, he originally planned to hire the Wang family's fishing boat to deliver them by water.

But Uncle Zhang and the elders of the clan have never seen where the ancestral home of the master family is, nor how magnificent it is. Is it really as good as those young men from the Wang family said?

How can you be sure if you don't come and see it with your own eyes?

Just like that, Tujiabao, together with Wangjiacun and the village head of Zhuangzi, selected more than 40 people, organized more than ten ox carts, and made up their minds to rent 30 carts.

Not only did they deliver more than 30 large water jars to the Qiao family, most of which were filled with wheat, but they also brought salted fish, dried shrimp and other pickled river food collected from Wangjia Village.

Kiln owner Song and Uncle Zhang selected more than 20 young craftsmen. How to load and unload the large vats along the way would depend entirely on their methods, and it would not work with fewer people.

The village head was not to be outdone. They came to deliver wheat, so they couldn't do it with less people. They needed more than ten people to take care of it. On the contrary, only the head of the village and Wang Dazhu came from Wangjia Village.

Many young people in their village have recently been following Manager Huo to transport goods by water to Laohu Town, and they are quite familiar with this place, so they no longer send more people over at this time.

They traveled day and night without stopping, and after two days and one night they finally entered the area of ​​Weizhou Prefecture at dark.

The journey was smooth and unobstructed, thanks to Qiao Xin and that vigorous anti-bandit operation.

When we were near the intersection of Laohu Town, we met another caravan from the south that was coming to Laohu Town to pick up goods. The two teams were on guard against each other but walked in the same direction tacitly, keeping a distance between them, and entered Laohu Town safely.

The two dusty teams were stopped just before entering the town.

Late at night, their way was blocked by a group of villagers who were armed and aggressive.

The kiln owner Song and others were so frightened that they nearly died on the spot. After the leaders of the two groups met each other, the misunderstanding was finally resolved.

Steward Cao had gone to Yunxi Town to deliver farm tools a while ago, and had met the owner of the Song Kiln and the village head. He looked around in the dark for a long time and finally recognized the man.

"It's you, what happened? Why are you rushing here in the middle of the night?

Madam, someone is coming from the farm in Yunxi Town. It’s nothing, just a misunderstanding.”

As soon as Butler Cao finished speaking, the tense atmosphere disappeared without a trace.

The villagers who were more discerning had already started to go back to their homes.

Since it’s not bandits entering the village, this is the Qiao family’s own affair, so they’d better not ask too much about it!

Seeing that the group of people were exhausted, Li Zhong began to arrange some strong laborers to help unload the goods from the carts, and asked people to drive the ox carts to the wheat field.

Tell everyone that if you have any ready-made feed, grass, etc., please contribute some quickly. Once the Qiao family recovers, will you still suffer any loss?

Village Chief Wang and several other village leaders stepped forward, pointed at the people behind their convoy, and whispered, "Boss, they are not in the same group as us. We can't let them in easily."

Butler Cao glanced back a few times and was also surprised. Why was there a caravan coming so late at night?

Qiao Xin knew what was going on, how could this damn system cover up its mistakes?

In the middle of the night, he disguised himself as a caravan coming from the south to deliver seeds to her. He looked so sneaky, afraid that others would not know.

"I see, Lao Cao, I see everyone is very tired, let's take them to the wheat field to rest. The weather is quite hot, so get some more watermelons from the cellar to quench their thirst.

Let Chef Fang work hard for a while and make a bowl of egg dumpling soup for everyone. Take two baskets of tomatoes prepared in the evening, another basket of eggs, and a bag of flour. Set up a few big pots on the threshing floor and borrow some straw mats from the villagers. Let's make do for a while."

"yes!"

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