The ace special forces who dominated the Sui Dynasty's late period

  The next day, Yang's family indeed came. Yang Heihu brought four followers and stood far away at the village entrance. In this situation, Yang Jishan would not show up.

  Although they had signed a cooperative contract, the villagers remained vigilant and whenever someone approached, the horn sounded loudly.

  Xiao Xin, although older, had eyes that were still sharp and quickly recognized Yang Hei Hu. He couldn't help but exclaim: "Great cow, your guess was really accurate! But since they've arrived, why are they hiding so far away?"

  Liu Ziqiu smiled and said, "He must have been scared off by that trap last night."

  Xiao Xin also smiled and said: "Alright, I'll go invite them in."

  Yang Heihu also counted as a man, threw the dagger to his followers and followed Xiao Xin into the village alone.

  Liu Ziqiu was tall and imposing, standing out among the crowd with an air of superiority. Yang Heitu recognized him at first glance and sneered, "Indeed, a superior man!"

  That day on the beach, Liu Ziqiu almost had a face-to-face encounter with Yang Heihu. At that time, Yang Heihu's face was covered, but those fierce eyes were deeply etched in Liu Ziqiu's memory. It wasn't until today that Liu Ziqiu finally had the opportunity to take a close look at Yang Heihu, who turned out to be stout and majestic, with an aura of intimidation, his face full of murderous intent, probably having taken many lives.

  Liu Ziqiu didn't want to reveal his tracks, so he scratched his head and said with a pretended foolish tone: "General has good eyesight, indeed my son is a bit taller."

  Yang Heihu, although a household general, was in fact only slightly higher in status than the other household slaves and had never been addressed as General. After being praised by Liu Ziqiu, Yang Heihu suddenly felt a little proud and his expression softened greatly, turning to Xiao Xin he said: "Old man, since the contract has been signed, the saltworks should also start construction soon."

  Liu Ziqiu spoke in a rough tone: "Once the salt farm starts operating, we won't have time to go out to sea and fish. You must pay us our share for a month in advance!"

  Last time he retreated without a fight, and after returning, Yang Hei Hu thought more and more that he was in the wrong. However, opening the saltworks is an urgent matter, so today he didn't plan to fight with the villagers, which is why he handed over his sword to his subordinate as a gesture of friendship. Unexpectedly, Liu Zi Qiu jumped out on his own initiative, and Yang Hei Hu chuckled: "Advance payment for a month's dividend isn't difficult, but I also have a condition."

  "What conditions?"

  "You compete with me in a match, if you win, apart from the monthly interest, I will add another twenty taels of silver as a reward! If you lose, just start working honestly for me!"

  Liu Ziqiu took a step back and said: "I'm just a bit stronger, but I don't know any martial arts, how can I be the general's opponent?"

  Yang Hei Hu loved to hear this. He was confident in his own strength and couldn't help but laugh: "Alright! I'll have a contest of strength with you! How do you want to compete?"

  Liu Ziqiu smiled and said: "This is easy, you hit me with one punch, I'll hit you with one punch. Whoever knocks the other down first wins!"

  Yang Heihu didn't expect Liu Ziqiu to choose this method, did he have something to rely on? Yang Heihu's mind was focused, and he took the initiative to throw a punch. Liu Ziqiu, however, did not dodge or evade, and instead forcibly received the blow. This punch from Yang Heihu had already used his full strength, and with the added internal energy, he thought it would be enough to break Liu Ziqiu's bones and tendons. But unexpectedly, Liu Ziqiu only swayed slightly, without even changing his facial expression.

  Liu Ziqiu shouted loudly and threw a punch. Yang Heihu had been prepared, easily dodging it. Liu Ziqiu yelled: "You're cheating!"

  Yang Heihu was taken aback and said: "What are you pretending?"

  Liu Ziqiu said seriously: "You hit me one punch, I should also hit you one punch!"

  Yang Heihu suddenly felt that he had overestimated this big guy and couldn't help but laugh: "Whether or not you can hit me, it depends on your skills."

  "Alright! You wait!"

  Liu Ziqiu let out a loud roar and charged over, his fists flying wildly, the wind from his punches making Yang Heitu's face sting. Although Yang Heitu had looked down on him, he didn't dare to be careless, and turned his body to fight Liu Ziqiu head-on.

  Two people exchanged blows, the sound of "crashing and banging" was endless, but all of Yang Heihu's fists landed on Liu Ziqiu's body. The villagers were all worried about "Big Cow", except for Gao Xiuer who hid behind the crowd with a calm face.

  Suddenly a loud "boom" was heard, and a figure flew out, heavily falling to the ground. The crowd rushed to look, and it turned out to be Yang Black Tiger, and they all cheered in unison.

  In this fierce battle, Yang Hei Hu fought Liu Ziqiu with ten punches, while Liu Ziqiu only hit him once, but it was that one punch that sent Yang Hei Hu flying.

  Yang Heihu got up from the ground, moved his limbs and found that he was not injured. He couldn't help but laugh loudly: "Indeed, great strength! This time I lost! Advance payment of 370 taels, plus 20 taels of prize money, not a single penny less! But the salt farm must start work officially today!"

  Through probing, Yang Heihu finally found out that this "big shot" had a strong physique but clumsy movements and had never practiced martial arts. As long as he had his steel knife in hand, what was there to fear? As for the advance payment of interest and brokerage fees, it was nothing to the Yang family, just like pulling out a hair from an ox's body. As long as the salt farm could start operating soon, they would be able to earn it back immediately.

  Xiao Xin hesitated and said: "Starting work is not impossible, it's just that none of us have ever managed a salt farm..."

  Yang Heihu said impatiently: "Why bother you guys, my young master has long been prepared!"

  To open a salt farm, Yang Jishan had indeed made sufficient preparations. He had sent someone to explore the surrounding terrain of Changshan Village earlier and later dug up a manager named Li from other salt farms. Manager Li was an expert in salt production and came to Changshan Village with Yang Heihu today, bringing a diagram with him. The diagram clearly showed where to build the salt fields, warehouses, and canals for water diversion.

  "No way!" Liu Ziqiu suddenly said, "According to your design, the village has become a salt pan, where will we all live?"

  Yang Heihu sneered: "My family's young master pays for the road, and Changshan Village provides people and land. This is what you yourselves proposed. It's written in black and white, and you can't go back on your word!"

  "Testing" Liu Ziqiu's depth, Yang Heihu felt that cooperating with the villagers was already a big loss, and he didn't dare to haggle again.

  Xiao Xin's face was calm: "Then let's move, the water drawn from the village is all bitter, it's good to change places."

  Liu Ziqiu said in surprise: "Second Uncle, that day, Yuan County Magistrate..."

  Xiao Xin shook his head and said, "It's different now. If we had moved away back then according to County Magistrate's wishes, even if we had a place to live, without our own land, I'm afraid life would have been even harder. It's better to stay in this place left by our ancestors, where we can still make a living by fishing. Now it's different, every month we can get dividends from the salt farm, and it doesn't matter where we live."

  Liu Ziqiu couldn't help but admire him, nodding secretly, this old man is not simple either!

  Xiao Xin has a great reputation in Changshan Village. At first, he let the villagers all listen to "Big Cow", and the villagers listened to "Big Cow". Now that he says it's possible to relocate, the villagers naturally don't have any opinions either. But relocating the whole village is not a small matter, at least you need a large piece of land, which can't be done without Yuan Tianxia's help.

  Liu Ziqiu saw the city of Daxun for the first time. The city wall was over two meters high, with weeds growing all over it, and a arched gate was wide open, without any guards in sight, only occasional civilians coming and going. The houses inside the city were made of earth or brick, mostly low and small, with few large mansions. The streets paved with bluestone were narrow and winding, uneven and bumpy. There were only a few small stalls on both sides of the street, which couldn't be called prosperous. This was Yuhang's richest county, Yan Guan, which was vastly different from Liu Ziqiu's imagination.

  The county government office was inside the east gate, and there were no big drums at the entrance, nor any yamen runners. Liu Ziqiu was hesitating whether to go forward and call out, when he saw a man who looked like a clerk come out from inside, bowing his hands and saying: "May I ask if you are Cow Zuo Shi from Changshan Village? The Salt Control Officer's chief clerk, Ouyang Yu, is here to welcome your esteemed presence."

  Liu Ziqiu was taken aback and asked in return: "Do you know me?"

  Ouyang Yu shook his head and said: "The master instructed before leaving that a strong man from Changshan Village would come to visit today, and asked me to wait here."

  Liu Ziqiu became even more surprised and asked: "Does Lord Yuan know that I am coming?"

  Ouyang Yu nodded and said: "The master not only knows you're coming, but also knows what you want to do. The master has already prepared everything for you."

  Liu Ziqiu was shocked, could it be that Yuan Tiangang was really as formidable as the rumors said?

  Ouyang Yu had already made a gesture and said, "Warriors, let's talk inside."

  As expected, as soon as they entered the county government office, Ouyang Yu ordered someone to bring out a deed, which was for a piece of wasteland located on the banks of the Qiantang River, large enough to accommodate two or three hundred households, much larger than the original Changshan Village and with a better geographical location.

  Liu Ziqiu did not expect Yuan Tiangai to be so generous, and he quickly stood up and cupped his hands, saying: "I don't know when Lord Yuan will return, I want to thank him in person!"

  Yuan Tiangong proposed to calculate Liu Ziqiu's fate twice, but was rejected by Liu Ziqiu. This is because Liu Ziqiu never believed in such things. However, everything that happened today made him believe it involuntarily. Liu Ziqiu slowly changed his mind and wanted to ask Yuan Tiangong to see if he still had a chance to return to modern times.

  Ouyang Yu's face flashed with a hint of surprise, but quickly returned to normal, and he smiled: "The master's comings and goings are unpredictable, no one knows when he will return."

  Liu Ziqiu felt somewhat disappointed and said: "When I came down, I saw that there were no guards at the city gate. Now the county magistrate is not in the government office either. What if something happens..."

  Ou Yang Yu burst out laughing: "What if? As long as the master calculates with his fingers, all evil spirits will hide far away!"

  Liu Ziqiu suddenly remembered his own mysterious background and wondered if he would be suspected by Yuan Tiangong as a heretic or an evil spirit, and immediately became uneasy. He hastily cupped his hands and said: "Since the master is not here, I will come back to visit another day, so I bid farewell for now!"

  Ouyang Yu also didn't stay, and replied: "Forgive me for not seeing you off from afar!"

  Liu Ziqiu had just left when Yuan Tiangai hastily came out from the rear courtyard and asked, "Is he gone?"

  Ou Yang Yu smiled and said: "The adults indeed have a wonderful plan, he just now voluntarily suggested to meet with the adults."

  Yuan Tiangong exclaimed: "Oh no, why didn't you say it earlier! Missing this opportunity, who knows when the next one will come!"