What a lucky world!

Chapter 221: The Yan family’s money? That’s all from my Qianyuan Wuzhai!

A heavy rain came, completely washing away the bloody smell that remained on Qianyuan Mountain.

Wuzhai is bustling with activity, presenting a thriving scene.

In the conference hall, Zhang Mu drank hot tea, caressed Xuan Ji, and looked at the father and son kneeling in front of him with cold eyes.

Yungang Yan family!

After the war, although there were many things that needed to be dealt with, Zhang Mu did not forget this traitorous family, and specifically asked Zheng Youqian from Sanggan Mountain to send troops to capture them.

Zheng Youqian was also smart. He directly used Zhang Mu's name to unite with the other two martial arts camps, and finally captured the family who were planning to escape to other counties and brought them to Qianyuan Mountain.

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"My father told me that your family and my Qianyuan Wuzhai have been friends for three generations."

"Ancestor Yan, who established the family, is the head of our Wuzhai."

“For over a hundred years, everyone has been honest with each other.”

"I just want to ask, why is it so?"

Zhang Mu's words were devoid of any emotion; he simply stated them coldly.

To be honest, the Yan family's betrayal was just a small matter to him, but looking at the expressions of his father and Lu Xuanxiu at that time, he knew that this matter was quite difficult for them to accept.

Now he has to deal with this matter from the perspective of the village chief.

Betrayal is more hateful than enemies!

"Chief Zhang, we were blinded by greed for a moment. I am willing to give away all the Yan family's assets with both hands. Please spare our family for the sake of our century-old friendship." Yan Ming, the head of the Yan family, banged his head on the ground and begged continuously.

"The Yan family's wealth?" Zhang Mu chuckled. "Why do I need you to personally present it?"

"I, Qianyuan Wuzhai, can get it myself!"

Yan Ming was stunned when he kowtowed, then he looked up at Zhang Mu who was sitting there, hesitated for a moment, and stopped talking.

But at this moment, his son Yan Cong beside him said, "Master Zhang, my Yan family is not only rich in public, but also in private..."

"Shut up!" Yan Ming said suddenly, "If you tell me, we, father and son, will both die."

"Dad, if you don't tell me now, we will have no chance of survival!"

Zhang Mu raised his eyebrows and waved his hand. Han Wanli on the side immediately stepped forward and dragged Yan Ming out.

"Captain Zhang, what are you...what are you going to do?" Yan Cong's face changed drastically. He wanted to stand up, but was pushed to the ground by the minions behind him.

"I want the Yan family's wealth!"

"Whether it's overt or covert."

"You rely on my Qianyuan Wuzhai, so these things naturally belong to my Qianyuan Wuzhai."

"But, compared to these, I am more curious about——"

"What did you get?"

"You have abandoned my Qianyuan Wuzhai without hesitation."

"You know, even if Qianyuan Wuzhai loses, you can still find someone else to join. There's no need to jump out so soon."

Yan Cong looked at Zhang Mu, was silent for a moment, and slowly said: "I said, can you spare our family?"

Zhang Mu smiled and said, "That's not how business is done."

Yan Cong's eyes flickered, and after a moment, he gritted his teeth and said, "It's salt!"

"Salt?"

Zhang Mu frowned slightly. As far as he knew, the salt system implemented by Dayun was similar to the salt official system of ancient China in his previous life. Salt was controlled by the state. However, with the decline of the government, private salt trafficking gradually became rampant.

"Yes, salt!"

"The Yang family has cooperated with my Yan family and promised to grant my Yan family the right to sell private salt in the surrounding three prefectures!"

Zhang Mu was slightly stunned.

To put it bluntly, the most profitable business in the world is not about luxury goods, but about four major categories: clothing, food, housing and transportation.

Look at the giants in the past life, they were all involved in these four industries.

Even if the times have developed, it is still Internet+ (food, clothing, housing and transportation).

Among these, the thing that needs to be consumed all the time is food.

In the food industry, the most profitable thing is not abalone, shark fin, or fish maw, but the seven necessities of life: firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, and tea!

The profit of salt is self-evident.

But the problem is-

"Why does the Yang family like you?" Zhang Mu asked again.

The Yan family, as the white glove of Qianyuan Wuzhai, is at best just a small family in the county town, and is one level lower than the Bai family in Sucheng. Why would the Yang family in the county town be interested in them and even promise them such huge benefits!
Upon hearing this, Yan Cong fell silent again.

Zhang Mu was too lazy to talk nonsense and waved his hand again. Han Wanli got the instructions and turned to go out. Soon he came back and threw a broken arm in front of Yan Cong.

Yan Cong was stunned for a moment, then he grabbed the broken arm and looked at Zhang Mu, his eyes instantly becoming fierce. "Why are you looking at me like that? I'm a bandit!" Zhang Mu said calmly, "I'll count to three. If you don't answer, I'll give you the other arm."

"Then the left leg, the right leg..."

"Perhaps you can put your father's body back together."

"You should be thankful that you are not the head of the family, otherwise you would be the one to be killed."

Zhang Mu had no mercy on the betrayer.

"three!"

"two!"

"I'll tell you, I'll tell you!" Yan Cong shouted hurriedly.

Zhang Mu stopped counting and said, "Go ahead!"

Yan Cong sighed deeply and said, "Back then, my ancestor was still in Qianyuan Mountain. He was ordered to go down the mountain to do something, and by chance he got a rare fish."

"A strange fish?" Zhang Mu asked curiously, "What's so strange about it?"

"The fish feeds on the toxins in the salt." Yan Cong said.

Zhang Mu's eyes suddenly lit up.

As far as he knew, the mainstream salt-making methods in Dayun were salt drying and salt boiling, especially the former, which was low-cost and the main way of making salt. However, the sea salt obtained by this method contained too many impurities and could cause poisoning if used for a long time.

If we raise this strange fish in salt fields, wouldn't it be possible to remove the salt poison?
"My ancestor thought the same way back then, which is why he left Qianyuan Mountain and founded the Yan family. But he overlooked one issue."

"One strange fish can't take care of too many salt pans."

Zhang Mu nodded. If there were a lot of this kind of fish, Dayun would have used it long ago.

"Go on." Zhang Mu said.

Now that he had come to this, Yan Cong no longer concealed anything and simply blurted out, "There is no distinction between male and female among those strange fish. It's just that when our ancestors encountered them, they were still juveniles."

"That's why our Yan family has been supporting him."

"But I never expected that this would last for a hundred years and kill three generations of my family!"

Zhang Mu couldn't help laughing when he heard this.

Wow, I thought I picked up a God of Wealth, but I didn’t expect the redemption period to be so long!
"Two years ago, the strange fish finally matured and gave birth to hundreds of small fish. Although those small fish are not as clean as the poison-clearing strange fish, their maturation period is much shorter, and they can spawn again in about three years."

"Well, it should be a few months."

"We secretly purchased some salt fields and obtained the first batch of slightly toxic sea salt. When we were selling it, the Yang family took a fancy to it."

"That's why the Yang family and my Yan family are partnering together."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Mu asked, "Does the Yang family know about the strange fish?"

Yan Cong shook his head. "I don't know! My father just told them that this is an ancient method of making salt. They didn't ask any questions, but just told us to make as much as we could. I can sell it in the three surrounding prefectures, but I'm not responsible for other places."

Zhang Mu nodded: "Make the conditions."

Yan Cong took a deep breath and said, "Please give my family a chance to live. I will take the strange fish with me, but all the fish it gives birth to will belong to the village."

"In a few months, those small fish will spawn again, and by then there will be at least thousands of them."

"Enough to make a hundred hectares of salt fields."

After listening to this, Zhang Mu shook his head: "I want the strange fish, and I want the small fish too."

"Mr. Yan's lineage left Qianyuan Mountain a hundred years ago. I think it's time to return."

Yan Cong looked at Zhang Mu in surprise, but Zhang Mu said calmly, "I will announce to the public that I killed you and your son."

"I will secretly send all the Yan family members who are still in Yungang, as well as your hidden family members, back to the mountain, and then burn down the Yan residence."

"From now on, there will no longer be the Yungang Yan family in the world, only the Qianyuan Yu family!"

"You and your father are both sinners. Work hard for our Wuzhai and don't worry about your life, but don't think about anything else."

"But I promise that your child will receive the most fair treatment in Wuzhai."

Zhang Mu stood up and said to Yan Cong, "This is the last choice I give you. Are you willing?"

"Aren't you afraid that we will rebel again?" Yan Cong asked.

It looks like a threat, but it is actually a request for protection.

Zhang Mu said calmly, "Rebel? Just kill them."

Zhang Mu's words were calm and casual.

Yan Cong thought for a moment, looked at the broken arm on the ground, and finally said, "Please, village chief, choose a good match for me in the village."

"Now that I have a child, my dad has no other ideas."

Zhang Mu nodded and was about to agree when he suddenly heard Bai Qiye's voice outside the meeting room.

"Old Zhang, I brought you the luck money!"

(End of this chapter)