Stimulated by the bonus, the training of the 50-member "militia" team became more energetic, and the sound of killing on the training ground was shocking, and Yang Youji and Huang Hansheng, who had been promoted to team leaders, trained particularly hard. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 The villagers who returned from working in the salt factory saw that their children were so powerful, and their worries about the Hu family's revenge were alleviated a lot.

Another two days passed, and the Hu family finally reacted. On the eighth day after Hu Gang's death, the Hu family's family Ding Hao drove to Ma Yuan Village, according to the report of the villagers who were on guard at the entrance of the village, there were more than 30 people, everyone took guys, mostly iron rods, and the first few people also held steel knives.

After getting the news, Xia Nan and Lin Weiye led the team to line up to meet the enemy. Two stood in the middle of the front row of the line, and fifty people stood in a training formation, with spears stationed.

Xia Nan sighed, he had never fought in his previous life, except for the taekwondo gym practice, now he is a group fight of nearly 100 people, and he is fighting with his life, a real big scene!

Turning his head to look at Lin Weiye, this guy actually had a firm gaze and a calm expression, not like he was going to cut someone, but like a player who was about to play a varsity game in college and was ready to play. Xia Nan couldn't help but complain, he was worthy of being a science man with two kills with one stone, with tough nerves.

The Hu family's team entered the village and was surprised to see the team waiting for the battle. One of the leaders stepped forward and said, "Salt-legged people, what are you doing, gathering people with weapons, trying to rebel?" ”

Xia Nan is very speechless, exactly the same as when the housekeeper comes, dare you be a little creative! He pointed at the other party with a spear: "You are not an official, you can hold a knife, we can naturally also hold a spear, how can you rebel." But you are all fierce and evil, what are you doing in Mayuan Village? ”

The man at the head said, "You are very good-eyed, I haven't seen it." Our Master Hu has not been back here, and the housekeeper has not returned, so I came here to check on the orders of my wife. ”

"You don't have to check, your old man Hu has already been buried by us, you kneel down and kowtow a few times, you can consider bringing the body back to you!"

The leader was shocked and angry: "You lowly salt-legged people, do you really dare to kill Master Hu?" ”

Xia Nan didn't bother to continue talking nonsense with him, turned to Lin Weiye and said, "Brother, take out your guy and give him a bit."

Lin Weiye nodded, put on the steel crossbow, aimed at the man and pulled the trigger, and with a whoosh, the man fell in response.

Suddenly, the leaders of the surrounding Hu family were killed unprepared, and they immediately fell into chaos, but some people were more brave and rushed up with iron rods and waist knives.

The training of the "militia" in Mayuan Village has only been a few days, and most of them have not experienced the experience of real swords and guns after all, and when they saw a group of people rushing over in their village on weekdays, they were a little flustered, and their formation could not help but fluctuate a little.

At the critical moment, you still have to rely on the party members, Xia Nan silently recited a sentence in his heart, and then shouted: "Raise the spear!" "Raise your spear flat and aim it in front of you.

Lin Weiye also put the gun flat, with the head of the gun facing forward.

With the leader, everyone also restrained the panic in their hearts, and the young men all raised their spears.

The family who rushed to the front of the phalanx brandished his weapon, but found that the spears in front of him made it impossible for the dog to bite the hedgehog, and the spear was longer than the iron rod and the waist knife, if you want to cut the opponent, unless you cut off the spear first, so the family members who rushed in front went to cut the wooden stick on the spear body.

Xia Nan ordered loudly: "Thorn! ”

The young men who had been training for several days subconsciously stabbed the head of the gun forward, screaming and falling down on the other side.

The Hu family members lost five or six people in one face, but the psychological advantage of facing the ordinary people all year round made them not flinch, and some of them cleverly went around the side of the team to attack, trying to find flaws.

The frontal attack obviously did not work, and under the repeated assassination of the spear array, several more people fell to the family, but there were no casualties on the young man's side.

The family who went around to the side raised his knife and wanted to slash, and Yang Youji and Huang Hansheng, who had been prepared on both sides, also shouted "stab", and the spears on both sides stabbed out, and the attackers on both sides also suffered the same fate.

In just a few minutes, less than 20 of the more than 30 family members remained, and the front and sides of the square team were full of dead and wounded family members, and the wails of the wounded made the remaining family members lose the courage to continue the attack, and they retreated to the phalanx more than ten steps away, in a dilemma. These families are good at bullying the unarmed people on a daily basis, but there is nothing they can do about today's organized resistance.

Xia Nan felt that his morale was high, and the other party's spirit had been lost, so he ordered, "Step forward." ”

The young men followed the training method, kept the formation intact, and slowly moved forward. Although according to Xia Nan's eyes, this kind of movement made the formation appear obviously disjointed before and after, and it was no longer neat when it was still, but in the eyes of the family members on the opposite side, these fifty people moved neatly, as if they were a small well-trained army, and fear slowly swirled in the hearts of the remaining family members.

The distance of more than a dozen steps quickly narrowed, and seeing that the deadly spear that stabbed his companion to death was getting closer and closer to him, someone in the family finally couldn't hold it anymore, and shouted and threw away his weapon and turned his head to run. One person started the way, and the rest of the people also screamed for their lives, leaving behind iron rods and waist knives.

Xia Nan and Lin Weiye opened their mouths wide, this is the victory?

Xia Lin and the others didn't react, the legendary bully Jia Ding didn't seem to have a high combat value! No one died on their side, more than half of the opponent's casualties were lost, and they fled. The young men had not yet recovered from the tension of the battle, and they were still holding their spears and standing in place.

Watching the last escaped family member disappear at the entrance of the village, Xia Nan could be sure that this "Battle for the Defense of Ma Yuan Village" was a complete victory, and it took less than half an hour from the time the enemy entered the village to the time he fled. He turned around and proudly raised his right fist: "Everyone, the evil servants of the Hu family, we have defeated us, we have won!" ”

The young men relaxed and raised their guns and shouted: "Victory, victory!" ”

The villagers who worked in the salt field heard the news and rushed to the village, originally one by one, they were worried, but Master Hu had been powerful and blessed in Mayuan Village for many years, and he put on a coat of government for himself, although the villagers were determined to confront the Hu family, they still lacked confidence when the matter came. When I didn't want to go back to the village, the young men were already cleaning the battlefield, and when they saw the corpses in one place, the villagers celebrated with their crowns, and they didn't have to be afraid of the Hu family anymore, and the light of Ma Yuan Village finally arrived.

After this battle, Xia Nan's status in the village was established, no matter what he said, everyone respectfully called Master Xia. Master Xia also proudly announced several decisions:

The first is to make every effort to start drying salt, and at the same time recruit businessmen to buy salt, and the income from selling salt is deducted from the part of paying the salt tax, and the remaining sixty percent goes to Xia Lin and the others, and the expenses of the county government are removed, and the rest is distributed to the villagers according to the household; The second is the full-time training of 50 young and strong people, and the "Mayuan Village Salt Field Escort Team" was formally formed, referred to as the escort team, with a tentative monthly subsidy of 200 wen per person.

Xia Nan and Lin Weiye now only need to guide the training of the escort team, and do not need to participate in person, and the two newly appointed squads, Yang Youji and Huang Hansheng, are full of energy and lead the team members to train in full swing.

In terms of the salt farm, without the pressure of usury and the temptation to sell salt for dividends, the villagers' enthusiasm for production was unprecedentedly high, and soon the salt farm resumed normal production, and the village head Tan Shan was also sent out to contact the salt merchants.

When the gap was drawn, Xia Nan called Tan Er to lead the way, and Lin Weiye came to the salt field to check, after all, this is the core of the first pot of gold for the two, and they don't care about it.

The two followed Tan Er to the salt field embankment, and under the embankment were many large stone salt troughs that looked like inkstones. These salt troughs are carefully arranged, seemingly stacked on top of each other irregularly, but in fact they are staggered in order to make the most of the sunlight. In the center of the salt trough is a black salt pan.

Tan Er said that there are now more than 7,000 salt troughs in the village, all of which have been dug and polished by ancestors and passed down from generation to generation. If normal production is maintained, the salt farm produces about 2560,000 catties of salt every year, and it is estimated in the south of the summer, which is more than 200 tons, and the calculation method of this time and space is more than 2,100 stones.

At this time, the villagers were working in the salt pans. Yantian is a muddy tidal flat, which they call "salt mud".

When the sun shines more strongly in the dry season, the sea water will flood this salt mud twice a month, the salt mud has the effect of absorbing the salt in the sea water, when the sea water recedes, the salt mud is loosened with a rake, and then the water is evaporated by the sun for a few days, and the salt mud contains quite high salt. Then put the salt mud into the salt pond, which is completely manual labor: use a wooden rake to put the dried mud into the salt pond - the so-called salt pond is a 2 meter wide, 3 meters long, 1 meter deep pool excavated on the salt field, with bamboo chips and thatch underneath to play a filtering role - after the salt mud enters the pool, the salt worker needs to step on the ground, and then inject seawater, and the filtered water flows into the brine pool on one side from the small opening reserved next to the salt pond, and there is a pool of brine.

How to judge the concentration of brine? The villagers will break off the stems of a plant that grows on the edge of the salt pans and put them into the brine pond, and only the stems of the yellow croakers float on the surface of the water to be truly saturated brine, otherwise they will have to be exposed to the sun repeatedly. The brine was picked up to the salt trough, which was made of volcanic stone, and Xia Nan looked at it carefully, and there were fine and dense holes in the stone, which may have played a role in permeability. When the sun is not rising, the brine is poured into the salt trough, and after a day of exposure, the salt can be scraped with a board at dusk and put into the bamboo basket.

In the sunniest and hottest season, a salt trough plus two or three times of brine can evaporate dry. Looking at the more than 7,000 salt troughs in the summer: with such the most primitive way of labor, it can produce more than 200 tons of salt a year, and I can't help but marvel at the infinite wisdom of the ancient people.

There was a shed on the embankment where tools were kept, and out of curiosity about the tools of the ancient salt pans, Xia Nan went in and looked at it, and there were many tools piled up in it, and tried the rake of the ground, and found that it was much heavier than the modern products - in ancient times, there was a lack of processing capacity, and it could only be made by the most bulky methods. It is really hard work to work in the sun with such a heavy tool on a hot summer day.