The Farmer’s Eldest Daughter Has a Spatial Pocket

Everyone was talking about it, but Shao Qingyuan and Gu Yundong were expressionless.

One hundred taels or one thousand taels, anyway, they are not the ones who paid.

After Shao Qingyuan tied up Bai Zhiyan, he took advantage of the situation to collect the silver taels from his body.

Bai Zhiyan wanted to run for his life, so he naturally had a lot of money with him. Even because they wanted to flee to the country of Li, more than half of the bank notes they brought were from the general banks in the country. This bank note is quite a lot, and it really should be taken out to compensate.

Two lives, for Shao Qingyuan and Gu Yundong, a hundred taels, in fact, can not be offset.

For now, however, there is no better way.

After Yan Lao Er finished talking about the amount, he found that the two were silent, and his heart suddenly began to beat.

Did he raise too much money?

He thought for a while, "Eighty taels, it can't be any less. My elder brother and elder sister-in-law are two strong laborers. Do you know how much loss it is to our family when they die?"

Village Chief Yan couldn't bear it any longer, and slapped his second son with a slap, "Shut up, you bastard. Even if you lose the money, it won't fall into your hands."

"Father, I'm your only son now. Could it be that if you don't give it to me, you will give those who lost money?" Yan Lao Er was not convinced. With the boss in the past, he didn't dare to be presumptuous. It's different now, he is his father's only son, and his father will depend on him to support him in the future.

Village Chief Yan closed his eyes, not wanting to look at him at all.

Shao Qingyuan didn't care about their family's troubles, just said, "One hundred taels is one hundred taels, the money is lost, I will take it away."

Village Chief Yan took a deep breath, and after a while, "...Okay."

Shao Qingyuan took out a bank note from his arms and handed it to Village Chief Yan.

The latter hesitated for a moment, then took it with his eyes closed.

However, Shao Qingyuan followed him and gave him another 12 taels of broken silver, "You can take this silver to Mr. Yan and his wife to handle the funeral."

Village Chief Yan was stunned for a while, his expression softened a lot, and his voice hoarse, "...Thank you."

The villagers in the main room watched helplessly as Village Chief Yan received a sum of money after another, and they were immediately itchy and greedy, their mouths secreted saliva unconsciously, and their eyes were green.

Finally, someone unconsciously said, "My son was also injured, shouldn't there be some compensation?"

When the others heard it, they suddenly realized, and quickly echoed, "Yes, yes, my father is also injured, with such a deep hole in his arm."

"My brother is also injured, this young man, our harvest village is poor, there is only one barefoot doctor in this area, and his medical skills are not very good. So many people are injured, he will not be able to do it alone, and he will inevitably go to the town at that time. Come on. But the town is too far away, and you may lose too much blood on the road, and you have to pay compensation."

These are people in the family who are injured, and those who are not injured in the family are in a hurry immediately.

After thinking about it, someone finally said, "We also helped a lot today, and in the middle of the night, I was not in good health, I was startled, and my heartbeat has not stabilized until now, and I don't know if I will. Nothing will go wrong."

"I am also me, and we have to make up for it."

Gu Yundong's eyelids twitched. The faces of the villagers in Fengshou Village made her want to roll her eyes and go back one by one.

But forget it, it's not her money that she doesn't feel bad about, so it saves money.