Chapter 63

Feng Jun was so confused that he asked for a long time, "what is the hidden household and what is the escaped household?"

Elder sister Lang's mouth was slightly open. She was surprised that you could ask such an idiotic question?

However, when she thought about this man's strange clothes and all kinds of strange utensils around him, she felt that if she could ask such a question, it seemed that It's not unacceptable.

So she explained patiently.

It belongs to a country called Donghua, where there is a government. If there is a government, there will be the problem of collecting taxes.

For ordinary Li Shu, the government collects head tax, which should be counted and collected through registered population.

Some people who have no land and have taken refuge with large local families and their identities are hidden. This is called a hidden family, while some registered people who have fled for famine or other reasons will never go back. This is called a runaway family.

Both of them have no proper status. Compared with the runaway households, the hidden households have no problem as long as they don't go far away because they are sheltered.

So comparatively speaking, there are more criminals in the fleeing families. If those fleeing families with clean money can't survive, they can take refuge in those big families. Only those who don't want to be exploited by big families are serious fleeing families.

According to Lang Damei, his father wanted to thank Feng Jun very much, but he suspected that Feng Jun was a fugitive, so he didn't want to contact more. If he found something wrong, should he take this man?

Feng Jun is not very close to household registration management. He came from a country with strict household registration management. However, he did not understand the response of Lang Zhen.

"It's not very strict," said Lang, shaking her head. There are still many people in Xiaohu village who have no identity. Anyway, when the government comes to check, they just hide out. There are few people here, and the officials can't come twice a year.

However, she pointed out, "many bad things are done by runaway households. Why do they suspect you are the spy of mountain bandits? It's happened in other villages, but I know you're not that kind of person. "

Feng Jun heard such a powerful reason, is completely speechless, so he can understand why the villagers are so wary of themselves, "is there a market town nearby?"

It took some time for Lang to understand the meaning of the market town, so she said in a voice, "one hundred and twenty miles away, there is a town called Shuangxi. Every half a month, there is a big market."

There are nearly ten thousand residents in Shuangxi Town, which is the size of a small town in the world. On weekdays, even if it is a busy place, every five days there is a small market, usually the nearby villages will go.

Every half a month, there is a big market in Shuangxi Town, which is very busy. Even people from Xiaohu village rush to it.

Xiaohu village is more than 100 li away from Shuangxi Town, and half of them are mountain roads. However, Lang Damei said that for everyone, this road is nothing. There are fields here to grow crops, which is the key.

For Feng Jun want to go to Shuangxi Town, she said cautiously not optimistic, "the town will check the identity, and the people there are very cunning, also very bad, accept our mountain goods, receive very cheap."

Feng Jun smiles. Maybe the so-called bad thing is that people in the town are tactful and pay more attention to interests?

Then he found out the currency here, and the monetary system was similar to that of the Ming Dynasty, although it was called Donghua.

The base currency is copper plate, which is also the kind of round outside and square inside. One thousand copper plates are exchanged for one silver dollar, and silver dollar is the most expensive popular currency unit. If it goes up, one hundred silver dollars are exchanged for one or two gold.

The purchasing power of copper plates here is also very strong. If you live in a market town, seven or eight copper plates are enough to guarantee a person's food and drink for a day. Of course, this means that it is definitely not enough to open a stove and go to a restaurant.

However, Lang also said that people in Xiaohu village basically don't use copper.

They can't go to the market to cut things like wok and scissors. They can't go to the market to wear clothes and scissors.

Lang also said that her father Lang Zhen said that if the Yaling bamboo shoots collected this time were sold to shops in the town, they might sell for about ten silver dollars. If they were sold at the market, they might sell for 20 to 30 silver dollars.

Yes, the price difference is so much, otherwise she thinks the people in the town are bad.

Feng Jun pondered for a while before asking, "how much is that chopper worth?"

Lang replied excitedly that the machete is worth five silver dollars. It's a very good one.

As for the value of the sword, she didn't say, but she did say that the thorn of the hedgehog on Feng Jun's back was worth at least 50 silver yuan if it was sold in Fucheng.

Feng Jun raised his eyebrows slightly and asked pleasantly, "is the thorn of Linghu so valuable?"

"That's the level of spirit beast," said Sister Lang, looking at him and thinking that he didn't know anything.

But she explained patiently, "my father said that Linghu likes to throw thorns everywhere. The thorns that fall off are not worth money. They are only twenty or thirty silver dollars. You took this thorn alive. You have spirit animal's blood. Fifty silver dollars is not much."Feng Jun's heart is more than a thorn.

He went to the place where the gorilla and the hedgehog fought and picked up nine thorns.

At that time, he didn't intend to sell it for money. He just thought that the texture of the object was good, tough and sharp. It's really not good. It's also good to take it back to the earth as a decoration. How could he ever think that this object could sell for money?

Of course, the nine thorns must be 20 or 30 silver dollars, but even so, it is an unexpected wealth.

Think of here, Feng Jun can't help but a little regret, early know is like this, also picked up those broken thorns.

The place where the two goods fought was so terrible that hundreds of hedgehog's thorns were scattered. Feng Jun picked up nine of them with the best appearance.

Lang didn't know why he was happy, but she solemnly warned the other party, "the thorn of Linghu must be more expensive than the Yaling bamboo shoot I dug. You'd better wrap it up and don't let people see it again."

Feng Jun then reflected that what he wanted to sell might be a huge sum of money in other people's eyes. "Are there many people who buy and sell in the market?"

"It may be more or less," Lang replied thoughtlessly.

However, she explained, "whether there are many people depends on whether you are strong or not. If you are strong enough, it is a safe market."

What a simple philosophy of existence! Feng Jun couldn't help sighing. Then he asked, "will you sell Yaling bamboo shoots in public?"

"Of course No, "Lang hesitated, shaking her head dispiritedly," my father is very strong, but He is not the most powerful. If it is sold publicly, he may not be able to go back to Xiaohu village. "

Feng Jun frowned slightly when he heard the words. It turns out that all the stories in Xianxia novels are true. In the world where strength is supreme, it's very common for people to kill and seize treasures.

but even so, he still can't help Tucao, "make complaints about the market of Shuang Xi Town, is it a bit chaotic? Order is not good. "

"Chaos? I feel very good already, "sister Lang blinked and looked at him in surprise." after all, there is order here It's not very good, but it's better to have order than no order. "

Feng Jun immediately stopped talking. You are right. I have nothing to say.

He didn't mean to accuse the other party of tolerating order, but asked again, "well, I can't do business in the town Unless you get an identity first. "

"Probably That's right, "Lang replied uncertainly. Although she is not young, most of the time, she lives in Xiaohu village, a closed small mountain village." Jia Xingwang's father is the head of the village. I'll ask him if I can help you get an identity. "

"Don't look for that asshole," brother Lang said suddenly. "He forced him to call him brother-in-law. If he didn't, he would kick his ass."

Lang Da Mei's face, brush the ground to pull down, she said darkly, "this kid doesn't want to live?"

At this time, a voice sounded in the distance, "big sister, it's going to be dark, don't you go home?"

It was Jia Xingwang who was not talking to anyone else. He was standing dozens of meters away, holding a blue oilcloth umbrella in his hand, looking at it coldly.

When Lang saw that it was him, she rubbed out the firewood knife on her waist, stepped out of her strong thigh, and walked to the other side, "asshole, how dare you kick my little brother's ass?"

Jia Xingwang had a gloomy face. Hearing this, he couldn't help laughing, "no, I'm joking with him. I gave him a piece of dried meat, little brother Is that so? "

Hearing this, the younger brother cried wrongly, "you only gave me a little, not enough."

Lang Xiaodi's IQ is obviously in arrears, but as a child, he can't ask too much.

But when she heard this, she was a little hard to start with. She hesitated for a moment, and then she said coldly, "if you hit my little brother again, I'll hit you too. If it's too big, I'll give you dried meat."

Jia Xingwang was relieved to see that she didn't investigate. However, when he saw Feng Jun not far away, he became angry again. "Big sister, you'd better drive him away quickly, or don't blame me for being impolite."

Elder sister Lang snorted coldly, "my guests of Lang's family, it's not your Jia family's turn to give directions."

"I think you are out of your mind!" Jia Xingwang was so angry that he yelled, "my family is going to give you a dowry. You will be my Jia's daughter-in-law soon. How can you associate with such people?"

"What kind of person am I?" Feng Jun said angrily, "who am I? You are not qualified to comment on me. How dare a big fart village head brag with me? I'm angry. Believe it or not, I'll kill your family? "

He is not so fierce in the world of the earth, but the people in this space are very straightforward and disdainful.

Anyway, he has many means. Are you afraid of such a clay stick?

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