Zhenfubao waved his hand and the warehouse was full of grain, and the whole family regretted it

Chapter 166 Zheng Shan's Family Signs a Death Contract

Huo Jun got on a carriage and rushed towards the military camp with a group of ox carts and horse carts.

Zhao Qiaoniang said, "Please leave us on the roadside! We have to go back..."

Huo Jun glanced at her and said, "Where are you planning to go? Do you need me to give you an ox cart and a horse carriage?"

Zhao Qiaoniang actually wanted an oxcart, but she shook her head and said, "We want to go to Bianjing. These oxcarts and horse carriages are too conspicuous. It would be terrible if they were discovered. But I want to load some coal."

"Just pretend!" Huo Jun said.

Zhao Qiaoniang found two empty backpacks and filled them with coal. She said, "You'd better leave quickly! Those people might catch up with us soon."

"Okay! Let's go now. You wait for me. When I'm free, I'll go to Bian Jing to find you." Huo Jun jumped directly onto the carriage and waved at her.

Zhao Qiaoniang didn't care about anything else and took a group of people to the camp.

It was already dawn, and Master Bai was already awake. Madam Bai was cooking while looking around: "Tell me, why did you drink so much yesterday? Isn't drinking causing trouble?"

"Oh! Don't talk about this. Wasn't I happy yesterday?" Mr. Bai was helpless. He did drink a little too much yesterday.

Zhao Qiaoniang finally returned with a group of people. Madam Bai said, "Oh! You're finally back! I was so worried! What were you doing?"

Zhao Qiaoniang took a sip of water and said, "Originally, we could have had more ox carts, but I think ox carts are still inconvenient. If we really..."

Before she could finish her words, she heard Wang Qiuju's voice: "God damn it, where did all our things go?"

Zhao Qiaoniang looked across coldly and saw Wang Qiuju's face full of anger. How could she not be angry?

After a busy night yesterday, I found a flatbed truck, but when I went to look for it today, it was gone, and the things on it were gone too.

She couldn't bear it any longer. Lin Dafu said angrily, "It must have been stolen. What should we do now?"

Sun Mei looked at them coldly and said, "Didn't you say that food would be available soon? I didn't expect it to be all fake."

Wang Qiuju quickly said:

“We got a flatbed last night with a few bags of grain on it.

We were planning to pick it up this morning, but it disappeared."

Lin Dafu was also puzzled. He regretted it deeply: "If I had known earlier, I would have taken back all the water and food from the car. Now there is nothing left."

Wang Qiuju was even more heartbroken. She had worked so hard last night, but in the end, it was all in vain.

Zhao Qiaoniang recounted what happened yesterday: "The whole family is planning to sell themselves, you see..."

Master Bai looked at Zheng Shan and asked, "Did you sign a death contract at the Fan family?"

Zheng Shan quickly shook his head and said, "I signed a working contract for 20 years. Even though the term was up, Mr. Fan still let me work for him."

Master Bai stroked his beard and said, "Fan Zhongren is quite good, but unfortunately, he's a little too straightforward."

Zheng Shan also sighed softly and said, "Master Fan is indeed a straightforward person, and his position is quite sensitive."

The problem of private salt has always been a difficult problem in salt management. If the Salt Transport Commissioner cracks down on private salt vigorously, he may offend some forces involved in the private salt trade.

These forces may include some local tyrants, illegal officials and even bandit gangs.

In order to protect their illegal interests, they would threaten and intimidate the salt transport officials, and even take extreme measures such as assassination.

Master Bai sighed, looked at him and said, "Actually, you don't need to sell yourselves. We can still travel together."

Zheng Shan looked at Master Bai seriously and said:

"If I had other abilities, how could I have resorted to selling myself?

All I know in my life is how to be a housekeeper, and I know nothing about anything else.

Our whole family has been doing these kinds of servant work. If we were asked to do something else, we would be completely clueless and wouldn't know how to do anything!"

He paused and continued:

"What's more, Madam saved my life. My life was given to me by Madam.

When I go to Bianjing in the future, I will also need someone to serve me."

At this point, Zheng Shan knelt down with a plop, his eyes full of determination:

"Master, I want my family to sign a death contract. I only ask you to say a word in front of Madam and give our family a way out!

We will remain loyal and unwavering."

His forehead was pressed against the ground, his body trembling slightly, as he waited for Master Bai's response.

Zheng Shan knew that it was undoubtedly a fantasy for his family to survive in Bian Jing alone.

Although Bianjing was prosperous, it was like a thorny land for people like them who had no skills.

Rather than struggling in the unknown, it is better to sell yourself to Zhao Qiaoniang, at least to have a place to stay.

Master Bai looked at Zheng Shan quietly. After a long silence, he slowly spoke:

"If you really want to sign a death contract, you have to think carefully. This is not a joke.

We can accept you here, but the final decision lies with Qiao Niang."

After saying that, he turned his gaze to Zhao Qiaoniang.

Zhao Qiaoniang frowned slightly and glanced at Zheng Shan and others one by one.

After thinking for a moment, she nodded gently and said, "Alright, this is good too. It will give us more help when we go to Bianjing in the future. Let's do it this way!"

Master Bai quickly finished writing the indenture, and Zheng Shan signed his name directly. Master Bai nodded and said, "Your handwriting is quite good."

Zheng Shan smiled faintly and said, "I also went to a private school for a few years at that time, and I can write a little."

Then they heard the sound of gongs not far away. Mrs. Bai cooked a big pot of white porridge and everyone drank a bowl. Zheng Shan then asked his family to pack up everything and rushed forward.

Zheng Shan was indeed very reasonable in his approach to things. There were some things that he didn't even need their instructions and he would get things sorted out very quickly.

They also walked forward, and after a while, they saw dozens of people riding tall horses, rushing towards this side in a dusty manner.

Everyone stopped, and Zhao Qiaoniang and her group hid to the side. When they saw so many of them, they sighed and asked, "Have you ever seen dozens of people passing by here?"

Zhao Qiaoniang looked at him in panic and said, "Sir, what do they look like? I...we haven't seen anyone. We've been here the whole time."

Those people looked at her and asked, "Hey! How did you know we are officials?"

Zhao Qiaoniang was almost frightened and cried: "I... I heard that officials all ride horses and... carry swords."

"Hahaha... you're quite knowledgeable. Let's go! We can ask somewhere else."

"I think there are quite a lot of them. It would be nice to capture them and take them into the mountains."

The leader said:

"Okay, let's get down to business. There are so many people here! How can we possibly take them all into the mountains at once?

Don't think too much, just pay attention to who has ox carts and horse carts, and be sure to identify them carefully.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry..."