After time travel, my best friend and I exchanged supplies and became a rich woman

I don't know if it was because of the effect of alcohol, but the seriously injured people who had their wounds treated by Doctor Yao soon fell into a deep sleep.

Halfway up the mountain, the elder of the Big Tiger clan, who already regretted going up the mountain, heard bursts of wailing when he was halfway up the mountain.

At this moment, he was finally carried up the mountain by his two panting sons. He did not forget his identity as the elder of the clan.

Dahu first directed his two sons and carried himself to the cave. He visited the wounded who were howling loudly just now, but now there was no movement and they fell asleep in a drowsy state.

"Is he, are they... okay?" The elder of the Big Tiger Clan asked, while tremblingly reaching out to detect the injured person's breath.

Doctor Yao's face was slightly red at this time, and his breath smelled of alcohol.

He opened Dahu's hand with a 'snap' and said, "He's not dead, he's just fainted from the pain. But it's okay to be fainted, so as not to fuss and make trouble."

Come on, who's turn is next? "

After saying that, the old man picked up the wine jar at hand and poured a sip into his mouth...

The injured in the cave, who could still run, all ran out with a huff.

They said: "It can't be cured, it can't be cured, we are cured!!!"

Doctor Yao said: "It must be cured, it must be cured, let me pickle you all!!"

All the men present, including the elders of the Big Tiger Clan who were in their eighties, silently clamped their legs and retreated little by little out of the cave.

......

Down the mountain.

The fire has engulfed the entire Qingshan Village.

The hot wind blew on everyone's face.

Some people couldn't help but sob.

Some people just stood there, looking at the fire, in a daze.

Song Changnian stood behind the fire break and seemed to be talking to himself: "The Song family migrated here more than sixty years ago.

Our parents, grandparents, and grandchildren all grew up, died, or were born here.

today........"

The savvy middle-aged old man choked up and then continued: "Today, everything was burned down and lost."

Song Changyue, who was squatting on the ground, threw himself on his eldest brother's lap with a groan, crying bitterly: "It's gone, it's all gone, our ancestral hall is gone, our ancestors' tablets are gone, our home is gone, The money is gone, even the grain that can be harvested from the fields is damn burned..."

When he cried like this, Song Yang, who had been holding back his tears, suddenly plunged into Song Bufan's arms and screamed, "Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo. The handicraft workshops are all gone, too."

As soon as the handicraft workshop was gone, the old men, young men, and middle-aged men who could still hold back their tears all wiped away their tears.

Only Sanmei Qiao put a hand on her sister-in-law's shoulder and whispered: "What a clever woman, she brought out all the guys from our embroidery workshop before leaving."

"Isn't that true? They say that an old man in a family is like a treasure." Qiao Sanmei's sister-in-law is called Yuexiu. She is also a little lucky now, "Fortunately, when our family was divided, we got an acre of land, and my husband I don’t know how to plant it yet, and the rice is growing sparsely, so even if it’s all burned down, the loss won’t be big.”

Human sorrows and joys are often the result of comparison.

..... Brother Qiao looked at his mother-in-law and sister silently, speechless.

The sky is getting brighter and the fire is fading.

Song Bufan pulled Song Yang out of his arms, then walked to Chen Dongyue, who had been standing not far away, looking at the burning village, and asked: "Dongyue, don't think too much, anyway, everything is fine. good."

"No, clan master, I have something to say." Chen Dongyue muttered: "I got some money from the horse bandits before."

Song Bufan suddenly thought of the time they robbed a horse bandit in front of the Earth Temple, "You mean... you robbed a horse bandit again?"

"If we really want to talk about it, it should be said that the whole village did it together." Chen Dongyue murmured softly.

After all, if she really had to rely on herself, she wouldn't be able to handle so many horse bandits.

Therefore, whether it is merit or demerit, it is everyone’s cause and effect.

After speaking, she handed the purse she found from the horse bandit to Song Bufan, "There are about 8,000 taels of silver notes in here. I didn't know how to distribute them."

Many people in the village participated in the fight against the horse bandits, and some people were killed or seriously injured while fighting against the horse bandits.

And now, almost every household in the village has been burned to the ground. At this time, most families have nothing.

So although Chen Dongyue picked up the money, she couldn't keep it all to herself.

But because each family made different efforts to fight against the bandits, and each family suffered different losses, Chen Dongyue couldn't figure out how to divide the money.

She stood here and kept thinking about this issue. The reason she was willing to tell Song Bufan about this was because... she felt that Song Bufan had a shrewd philistine side, but he also had a certain moral bottom line.

The most important thing is that he is better versed in the ways of the people here and should be better than her in dealing with such problems.

Hearing that there were actually eight thousand taels in his purse, Song Bufan's hand that took the purse started to tremble instantly.

He asked again in disbelief: "How much... how much?!"

"Eight thousand taels." Chen Dongyue repeated in a low voice, "I counted, there are seven or eight banknotes in it, which adds up to almost more than eight thousand taels.

This gang of horse bandits is actually in our area, and they have robbed more than 20,000 taels of silver. From their accounting records, most of them have been sent to Liaozhou. "

"...How can our Renyi County still collect so much money?" Song Bufan felt incredible.

To be honest, he had no idea what twenty thousand taels was.

But one thing was very clear in his mind, "You can't just talk about the money that the bandit has. People are unpredictable, and everyone is thinking of you right now, but when it comes to money, By then it will all be a mess."

Chen Dongyue nodded, "I think so too, so I have been thinking about how to divide the money.

After all, I was the only one picking up the money, and no one could prove that I only picked up the money.

Just in case, I mean just in case, someone suspects that I have something to hide, wouldn’t I be asking for trouble?”

"Isn't that right?" Song Bufan also said: "The last thing you can do is test people's hearts with money. This matter... you really need to think about it again."

"Otherwise," Chen Dongyue suddenly thought of an idea, "when the fire is over and we return to the village, you propose to search the horse bandits."

"How can we search if it's already burnt?" Song Bufan asked in a low voice.

"No, no, no," Chen Dongyue quickly shook her head, "Those who died at the entrance to the village should not have been burned. Anyway, I will hide my purse on the horse bandits at the entrance of the village, and you will pretend to bring people to search. Bring more people with you so that you can have witnesses when the time comes.”

"That's an idea," Song Bufan nodded. "When the money is found, I will ask several of our clan elders to come out with Song Changnian to discuss how to distribute the money."

After saying that, Song Bufan returned the purse to Chen Dongyue.

Chen Dongyue took the purse and did not put it into her arms immediately. Instead, she opened the purse in front of Song Bufan.

She took out all the banknotes inside, then selected a few and stuffed them into her waist. She selected two more and handed them to Song Bufan.

Song Bufan took the bank note and looked at it in a daze.

It's two five hundred taels of silver notes.

His heart was beating wildly, his hands were shaking, and he murmured, "What does this mean?"

"I take three thousand and you take one thousand. These will be considered as the service fee we charge. The rest will be divided among everyone. Is that okay?" Chen Dongyue asked.

"No.

He never thought in his life that he would still be here today.

One thousand taels! ! ! What concept? !

What is the concept? !

When the harvest was good, there were six people in their family, and their annual expenses were only two or three taels.

An acre of medium-sized paddy field in Qingshan Village only costs about five taels.

One thousand taels, one thousand taels! ! !

It’s enough to cover their family’s expenses for a lifetime! ! A medium-sized field can buy two hundred acres! !

What does it mean to get rich overnight? ! Isn't this just getting rich overnight? !

Song Bufan felt like he had to pee.

Although he was a bit soft on the so-called service fee, he could never say no to it.

As for how much Chen Dongyue wanted to take, he didn't care at all.

To be honest, she deserves all that money.

"Clan leader!!!" A distant shout called back Song Bufan's soul floating in the air.

"Ah? What's the matter?" Song Bufan asked from a distance.

A young student asked: "The village chief said he was going to Dongshan Village to report the case to the village chief. We want to go together and borrow some water. Do you want to go with us?..."

"Hey, hey, go, go, go," Song Bufan responded to the young man, then turned to Chen Dongyue and said, "Then I'm going?"

Chen Dongyue suppressed a smile and nodded towards Song Bufan.

Song Bufan, whose mind was still full of confusion, turned around and took two steps forward. He suddenly stopped again, turned around and said to Chen Dongyue: "Dongyue, from now on you will be me...I...I My dear mother!!”

"...Am I that old?!" Chen Dongyue raised her eyebrows, "Okay, just treat me as your... uh... sister!"

Although the seniority was in chaos, Song Bufan couldn't care less about it. He said that anyone who wants to take advantage of Chen Dongyue in the future must step over his corpse.

Chen Dongyue waved her hand, "Don't say such bad words, we have had a hard enough day."

"Wealth is found in danger!!" After Song Bufan said this, he ran towards the crowd quickly.

His legs and feet are so nimble and his body is so nimble, as if he has become more than ten years younger in an instant.