He took an ingot of ten taels of silver and gave it to the king's treasurer, and asked him to help him buy some and bring it back.

"Girl, this is too much, enough to buy a yard of charcoal." The shopkeeper actually came to ask them if they wanted it, and if he wanted it, he would bring it to them by the way if he didn't want the silver, and there was also a surplus of charcoal that he had bought for his gold leaf before.

"It's okay, Uncle Wang, you just take it and buy it, and the more charcoal will be used by the people in the village, and I see that there are a few families who can't afford to buy charcoal." Wen Renya is not the Holy Mother, but the people in the village are really good to her and Shen Xiao, and they can not show their faces to the two outsiders, and they can enthusiastically tell them that this is enough.

"This ......" the king shopkeeper looked at the silver in his hand in embarrassment, he didn't come to ask for money, but there are indeed almost orphans and widows in the village who have no income, and the food on weekdays is also shared by other families in the village for hunting, charcoal This kind of thing needs to be bought with money, there are really few people in the village who can get money, they really can't afford to use any charcoal, and all they burn on weekdays are firewood, but this firewood is wet and not dry when it is wet with snow, and it is a thick smoke when lit, which makes people choke.

When it's time to go to bed at night, people who can't afford charcoal can only freeze, and they will choke to death if they light firewood.

"That's it, since we already live in the village, we can be regarded as a part of here, and the neighbors can help each other, and there are not so many concerns."

"That's too much Xiexie girl, I'll go talk to them."

"Go ahead." Wen Renya nodded, the shopkeeper Wang said that she didn't care if she didn't say it, after all, when she did these things, she didn't think about how to make others grateful to her, and for her, it was just a gesture.

You know, the last thing she lacks is money.

The shopkeeper Wang excitedly took the silver and went to tell everyone in the village about Wen Renya's righteous deeds, but he didn't expect that it would cause her trouble.

You know, there are always some people on this shijie who are paranoid and selfish, even in simple places, there will be people with pointed heads and slippery brains.

In the small village, there is a middle-aged man named Li San who is this kind of person.

He is in his thirties, but he is still a single, he is lazy on weekdays, and he is addicted to gambling, and he has lost his already little family property.

The people in the village looked down on him, but this person was too unloving and annoying.

You know, even those orphans and widows in the village will be self-reliant on weekdays, chopping and collecting firewood by themselves, leaving some firewood for their own use, and giving it to the families who give them food.

But Li San is not, the whole is a scoundrel, often go to other houses in the village to mix rice, and always take other people's things by the way, everyone simply avoids him as a plague god, and then he went to Luoxia Town, which is not far away, and came back for a long time, and it is said that he mixed well over there.

Today he returned, crowded in the crowd, everyone was happy to have money to buy charcoal, and no one noticed that there was such an extra person.

The shopkeeper Wang took a few young people in the village to the county seat to buy charcoal, and the remaining men were responsible for protecting the village.

Li San walked around the village, came to the house that Wen Renya and they bought, climbed on the wall, and wanted to see what this newcomer to the village looked like.