I became an old man in my leisure time

Zhou Dazhu and the other two had already walked up to him and respectfully placed their straw bags on the counter: "Old man, we have brought the salt. Read"

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Gu Ke nodded: "Press your fingerprint on this booklet and you can take the seeds. One pound and two ounces per person."

With a wave of his hand, three piles of the same amount of each type of grain appeared on the counter.

Zhou Dazhu did not hesitate at all, raised his hand and pressed on the transaction booklet, and the transaction contract was automatically established.

The detailed introduction of the seeds and the transaction rules were infused into his consciousness.

He was stunned for a long time until his companions patted him twice with concern, and then he came back to his senses.

Without waiting for his companion to say anything, he knelt down in front of Gu Ke with a thud, kowtowed repeatedly: "Thank you, old man, thank you for giving us the exotic black beans."

Gu Ke frowned: "Get up, this is where I do business, no returns or exchanges for the goods sold."

Zhou Dazhu was stunned, and seeing that he looked unhappy, he immediately got up from the ground, took a cloth bag from his waist, and put a bunch of... black beans into it.

Gu Ke was not surprised, because Zhou Dazhu had just gone back to discuss with more than 20 people from the same village, and he heard everything.

In short, black beans are more suitable for them here.

Black beans are easy to preserve, can be pressed for oil, and can also be used as staple food.

Stalks are also a good feed for livestock, and beans are even more concentrated feed for war horses.

It can not only grind soy milk to make tofu, but also sprout bean sprouts as vegetables in winter. Other functions such as processing soy sauce and fermented black beans are not ranked - as long as the yield is high, oil pressing and staple food can make farmers treasure them.

Of course, modern people use rice and flour as staple food instead of beans, mainly because they have enough food. Eating too much beans will cause farting.

In ancient times when food was precious, people at the bottom of society were not qualified to dislike farting. Being full was the most important thing.

In the northern desert, where winters are long and snow falls from time to time, storing more beans at home can keep the whole family alive until spring.

Therefore, soybeans, which are widely used, are also a currency with strong value among the people here.

It doesn't matter if there is no money at home. If you have black beans stored, you won't starve to death, and you can cash them in when you have an emergency.

Not choosing purple wheat but black beans is not bad for the villagers of Yanhu Village.

Seeing this, the other two also stepped forward and pressed their fingerprints, and also stood there in a daze.

Gu Ke ignored them, but said to Zhou Dazhu: "I still have a lot of these exotic black beans. You can call all the people in the village and exchange them with them."

At this point, he lowered his eyes, and the farmer leaned on the counter and ignored Zhou Dazhu.

Zhou Dazhu was reminded and thought of the trading contract: Yes, there are still so many people in the village. And if he goes back and digs some brine soil and collects some brine, he can also use it as "salt" to exchange for more seeds.

No one would complain about too many seeds of exotic black beans.

After understanding this, he slapped his companions back with two slaps, and the three of them hurried back.

Zhou Dazhu is a good person. He is kind and powerful to the villagers of Yanhu Village. He is usually the leader of the salt households and he is also the leader of private salt sales.

Now that we know the benefits of exotic black beans, of course we should let the villagers enjoy as much as possible.

As soon as the three left, Gu Ke waved and took away the big bag of coarse salt, which was as much as 50 kilograms, and the quality was much better than that of Xiongjia Village.

There is no way, seawater is more stable in quality and simpler to process than most brine in the mountains.

This bag alone is enough for everyone in the valley to eat for several years.

However, the trading contract defaults to the same thing for the exchanged salts, such as brine, coarse salt, and refined salt, and the price is also the same.

If Zhou Dazhu was smart, he should have thought of exchanging brine, which was in greater quantities in the salt field.

However, looking at the disappointed Xiao Ping'er, he comforted her: "There is still plenty of time. Don't you have a cousin who married in Yanhu Village? Let her inform Baiwei Village when the time comes."

Xiao Ping'er nodded, but still moved to the door and looked in the direction of Baiwei Village in the south.

Soon, more than 20 people from Zhou Dazhu's side came over, but only one of them had been there before. Zhou Dazhu and another person had already rushed back to the village to inform the villagers.

The villagers who came this time did not need Gu Ke to remind them too much. They pressed their handprints one by one to complete the transaction.

However, Gu Ke only allowed each person to exchange 10 catties for 1 catty of black beans this time, and the remaining salt would naturally be left to other villagers in Yanhu Village.

Because according to the news he heard, this batch of salt was collected by most of the salt households in the village, and these more than 20 people were only responsible for transportation and sales.

Those who contributed more could take more, and the rest of the village would share according to the amount of salt they contributed.

The system obviously wanted to "save all living beings", so Gu Ke would naturally not just take it and leave it at that.

Under the magical trading contract, the villagers who got the black beans were inexplicably excited. They knelt down and kowtowed on the spot, and many of them were incoherent.

Xiaoman was asked to do all these. If anyone wanted to kowtow, he would kick them and force them to stand up on the spot.

Although he used clever strength, it still hurt a little when he kicked, but it did not hurt the body and did not affect the activities.

This team of salt households left and threw all the remaining coarse salt in the store.

They were not worried that Gu Ke would embezzle it. This coarse salt could not be compared with the exotic black beans.

They had already made a lot of money with this batch of black bean seeds.

Gu Ke was also happy with this.

Items that were not traded could not be taken back, and they would be left directly in place when closing the stall.

However, leaving them in the store was a deposit. Zhou Dazhu and others were reluctant to leave them, so they would definitely bring more people to trade.

But the people outside could not be ignored.

Bai Louyu and Wang Daxing looked extremely unhappy when they saw the salt farmers put all the coarse salt into the small building.

Wang Daxing wanted to rush over and beat them up immediately.

But Bai Louyu held him back: "Go back and let Boss Lang decide what to do."

The two returned to the shore at full speed and boarded the boat and headed straight for Boss Lang's boat.

After listening to Bai Louyu's explanation of the situation, especially Zhou Dazhu and his men sent all the private salt into the small building, Boss Lang frowned and pondered.

Rushing into the small building to grab salt? He is not that stupid.

Compared with Zhou Dazhu and other villagers, Boss Lang can be said to be a man who has seen the world, and he would not foolishly enter such a weird place.

At this time, the lookout outside suddenly spoke on the mast: "Boss, it seems that someone has come from the Yanhu Village, there should be dozens of people."

Boss Lang narrowed his eyes and suddenly said: "Go over and block them in advance. I want to ask Zhou Dazhu if he wants to regret this business."

Everyone nodded in unison: That's right! If someone dares to go back on a business deal, then Zhou Dazhu will have to give an explanation.

This is not a legitimate business deal. If they fail to fulfill the agreement, someone might die.

Bai Louyu also returned to another boat, and the two boats quickly headed north in the dark.

The white reed marsh was full of mud and weeds, and the path could only meander along the solid ground.

However, the two boats of Boss Lang went straight to the seaside and arrived one step ahead. Four people were left to watch the boats. Including Boss Lang, a total of eight people went ashore and blocked the path.

Zhou Dazhu was here with the first batch of villagers who had been quietly called.

When they saw that they were still a few dozen feet away from the big aozui where the roadside stall was located, they saw a group of people suddenly emerge from the bushes and block the way.

Without even looking closely, Zhou Dazhu subconsciously called out, "Boss Lang?"

Boss Lang's dark, rough old face showed a cold smile: "Zhou Dazhu, you are so busy, have you forgotten that we are still drinking wind on the sea?"

Cold sweat broke out on Zhou Dazhu's forehead: Damn it! I just thought about changing the seeds of different species, and didn't think of this owner at all.

Moreover, I traded the private salt that should be sold to him to the old immortal.

Boss Lang is not a serious businessman, but a private salt dealer. It's not surprising that he would do anything for money.

"Ah, no, absolutely not." Zhou Dazhu forced a smile, his mind spinning wildly.

But he was just more outstanding among the salt households, which did not mean that he had a high level of knowledge. For a while, he was so anxious that he couldn't say anything else.

On the other side, Gu Ke saw Boss Lang and his men arrive at the side of the path, and he told the two children beside him: "Go, everyone here is a guest, it would be a waste if you don't buy my things."

Speaking of this, he still reminded: "Little Xiong, catch Boss Lang first, he is an entry-level martial artist. Xiao Wu, catch the others, remember to use the Nine Transformations of Silk and the Mysterious Yin Palm, so as not to beat them to death."

The two children responded, whooshed over the counter and rushed out.

Gu Ke still leaned on the counter like a farmer, focusing his attention on the two children.

As the two children moved forward quickly, they could hear his faint but clear voice in their ears, reminding them of Boss Lang's location.

This is a new ability that Gu Ke discovered after reaching level 50 of the Void Great Freedom and Formless True Sutra - within the range of perception, he can directly communicate with other people's consciousness.

It is more difficult to communicate with ordinary people, and it is much more difficult for Miss Qin, who is the sixth transformation, than Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter.

There was no obstacle in communicating with the two children and Bai Suqing who had signed the employment contract. It was very convenient.

But he didn't use it usually. Sister Bai didn't like someone to appear and disappear in her mind.

Or, no one likes others to come and go in their minds.

Here, Boss Lang was questioning Zhou Dazhu with great momentum.

Zhou Dazhu knew that he was in the wrong, and he was speechless for a while.

Suddenly, Boss Lang's ears moved slightly, and the whole person rushed to the side, and he didn't forget to whisper: "Enemy attack from behind."

His men were all bloodthirsty people. Those who were too stupid would die easily, and those who were alive were not too stupid.

Almost at the moment when Boss Lang moved, they also reacted quickly and dodged.

Dispersion is one of the best solutions to deal with sneak attacks. The first one to be selected will definitely be unlucky, but others will have more time to resist.

Besides, being selected is only one in eight, and standing still is almost 100% unlucky.

Unfortunately, quick reaction cannot make up for the gap in strength between the two sides.

Two small figures flashed out from the reeds, but there was not much wind.

Whether it was Xiaoman's major Bairou Gong or Xiaoping'er's Sunflower Sutra, they were both feminine and soft, and the noise was not loud when they moved.

When Boss Lang noticed something unusual, the two were already close.

Seeing several people evading and fleeing, Xiaoman was not panicked at all, because Gu Ke's consciousness had already pointed out where Boss Lang was.

It was almost the third turn, and she was still practicing middle-grade martial arts, but her soft and hard strength crushed Boss Lang.

She tapped her toes and caught up with the opponent, and the long-prepared Nine Changes of the Silk Coiling directly attacked.

Boss Lang felt a chill on his back, knowing that danger was approaching, gritted his teeth, turned around and made a full-strength palm, wanting to fight to the death.

As a result, halfway through turning around, he raised his palm and felt his wrist being hooked by something soft like a snake.

The next moment, the soft snake-like thing twisted like a steel cable, and five fingers pressed on his shoulder.

Boss Lang couldn't help but let out a scream, and he lifted his arms involuntarily, and was pressed face down on the ground.

Then he heard a female voice in his ear: "Lie down obediently and don't move, or I'll break both of your legs."

The hand on his arm loosened, and with a whoosh sound, he heard several men screaming.

Boss Lang turned over and saw two figures running through the scattered men one by one, and gave them a similar grappling technique one by one.

Along with the threats of "be honest" and "break your legs if you move".

Damn, who did we offend? Boss Lang's face showed doubt and panic.

He was not stupid. He vaguely saw that the people who took action were just two young village girls, but their strength was much stronger than that of him, a martial artist.

But he was over 30 years old, and these two village girls were at most 15 or 16 years old.

Moreover, women are naturally weak in blood, and it is even more difficult to practice martial arts. Generally, small families are reluctant to waste resources on girls.

There are some maids who practice martial arts in the homes of wealthy salt merchants, but they are mainly for physical fitness, and they will not provide resources specifically for entry.

Who is richer than the salt merchants and willing to train women to practice martial arts? Either a sect or a noble family.

Even if it is a third-rate sect or a local noble family at the bottom, it only takes a few fingers to crush the small gang of Lang Lao Da and dozens of ordinary people.

Lang Lao Da felt bitter: If I had known, I would have just slipped away tonight, why bother to trouble Zhou Da Zhu.

Just when he was thinking and annoyed for a moment, several of his men were all knocked to the ground.

Xiaoman walked back to Lang Lao Da: "Get up, Shennong wants you to go together."

Lang Lao Da: "Ah?"

Xiaoman didn't say anything else to him, turned around and urged Zhou Da Zhu: "What are you still standing there for, Shennong is still waiting for you to exchange for exotic black beans."

Zhou Da Zhu came back to his senses and saluted her and Xiao Ping'er in awe: "Thank you..."

Xiaoman waved impatiently: "Don't thank me, just ask your village to send more people."

Zhou Da Zhu heard this and had to give up and urged everyone around him to speed up.

He must lead the first trip, and then he can go back and organize other villagers to come.

Anyway, the transaction is done by households, and his wife has come with him, so she won't miss any benefits.

With Gu Ke's reminder, Xiaoman and the other two were very measured in their actions. The Nine Transformations of Silk Twisting was more skillful than powerful, and the Xuanyin Palm was even more feminine. Boss Lang and his men just felt pain and stiffness in their hands, but it didn't affect their walking.

Soon the two groups merged into one group and were "escorted" into the roadside stall by the two children.

Gu Ke said lightly, "Everyone please", opened the transaction book, and asked them to come forward to press their fingerprints to complete the transaction. Anyway, the coarse salt was ready.

There were only more than 50 villagers in this group, plus the more than 20 people before, and each of them took ten kilograms of coarse salt to trade, and they would not be able to use up the more than 1,000 kilograms of goods.

Even Boss Lang and his eight men widened their eyes and their breathing became heavy: Alien species, here you can actually exchange the seeds of alien black beans, and ten kilograms of coarse salt for one kilogram.