Stink farmer! You've got three more days if you don't pay this month's land tax! Send you to hell!"

 In a thatched hut, an armored officer and officer looked ferocious, and under his feet stood a young man dressed in thick cloth.

 The boy summoned up his courage. "But... However, the beginning of the month has handed in the next month's..."

 "Bang!"

 Young have not finished, officers and soldiers kicked in his face, teeth kicked off several, blood DC.

 "Still dare nonsense! Tell you what, remember, if you don't pay the land tax in three days, I will kill you!"

 With a cold threat, the officers and men turned and left to collect the land tax from other families.

 The boy clenched his fists and trembled, not in fear but in anger.

 His name is Jiang Ping 'an. He is fourteen years old. He lives in Dahe Village and has been a farmer for generations.

 He was getting by pretty well, but a few years ago, the country went to war and began to levy taxes like crazy.

 Land taxes, poll taxes, city taxes... In short, asking for money.

 The mother died from overwork, and the father was eaten by a mountain tiger in order to go hunting.

 Now, only his own family, but these people still do not want to let go of their only 14 years old child.

 He was so tired that he wanted to die, but his parents kept telling him to live.

 He didn't know what the meaning of living was. If he had a goal, it was to kill these bastards who oppressed the people.

 However, he was only fourteen years old, malnutrition, extremely weak body, simply can not deal with these military soldiers, some soldiers also have the power of immortals.

 Jiang Ping An limped to stand up. He had not eaten for a day, and he had been beaten. His body could not hold up.

 The thatched hut was empty, tables and benches were sold.

 Jiang Ping An's eyes were on the broken basin next to the stove.

 It was the only thing left in the house. It was a cracked bronze basin his father had picked up by the river. It was bigger than his head when he used to hold water.

 Jiang Ping An limped to the broken bronze basin. There was only this one left to sell, and he did not know how many coins it could sell.

 Anyway, he went to sell it first and exchange it for some pancakes. Even if he died, he would still be a ghost.

 When he picked up the bronze basin, blood dripped on it, and a bright green light flashed through the basin.

 Jiang Ping An leng Leng, what happened? Why does the bronze basin shine?

 Could it be that the beating made them hallucinate?

 "Peace Brother!

 At this time, a little girl appeared at the door, the girl was about eight years old, and the clothes were stitched and patched, barely able to cover the body.

 "Tigress." Jiang Pingan responded subconsciously.

 The other person's name is actually Li Yueyue, and Tigress is a nickname.

 Li Yueyue ran in quickly, spread out her snow-white hands, and quickly put a copper coin into the basin in Jiang Ping An's hands, and said in a milk voice:

 "Brother Ping An, I stole this from my father. You must hurry up and collect the tax."

 Then, she took out a hot half steamed bun in her arms and shoved it into each other's hands, "Eat quickly, I just left."

 "No, this money..."

 Before Jiang Pingan finished, Li Yueyue ran off grinning.

 Looking at a copper coin and half a steamed bun in front of him, even if he was beaten by officers and soldiers did not cry Jiang Ping An, tears emerged in his eyes at the moment.

 There is no shortage of icing on the cake in the world, and what is lacking is a timely supply.

 It's indescribable to feel that someone cares about themselves in such desperate circumstances.

 Suddenly, a green light flashed through the bronze basin.

 Then Jiang Pingan's astonishment occurred. A lot of copper coins suddenly appeared in the broken bronze basin.

 He froze for a moment, suddenly shivered, and cautiously closed the door quickly.

 He looked down at the bronze basin again. The coins were still there!

 A Hallucination? No, definitely not!

 Jiang Ping An reached into the bronze basin with trembling hands and picked up the coins.

 There are ten coins in total, not counting the one Li Yueyue gave him!

 B: Why?

 Why are there suddenly so many more coppers?

 He suddenly thought of the fairy story his father had told him, saying that the fairy was very powerful, and could make money out of wind and rain at any time, and would not worry about food and clothing.

 Some fairies have some more powerful magic weapon, but also can change money, such as the cornucopia, the money placed inside can continue to give birth to money.

 Is this the cornucopia of the immortals?

 Jiang Ping An was not old and had a strong ability to accept. He quickly confirmed the matter, and his heart almost jumped out of his chest with excitement.

 With this magic weapon, he would never be short of money again! And he would have money to pay his taxes!

 Jiang Ping An threw in another copper coin, ready to copy more copper coins.

 But after a long time, the copper coins inside did not change.

 "Can it only be copied once? Or is there a time lapse?"

 If it was just one time, it would have been tough.

 Jiang Ping An ate half of the steamed bread given by Tigress, but instead of satisfying his hunger, he became hungrier.

 Looking at the ten copper coins in his hand, this is just enough money for the local tax.

 Jiang Ping An decided to let himself eat first, ready to change some food to fill his stomach.

 He wanted to go out with the bronze basin in his arms, but he was afraid of attracting attention and being robbed.

 Keep it at home, for fear that it might be stolen.

 I did not know how powerful the bronze basin was before, so I kept it at home. Now that I know it is precious, I feel that it is not safe to put it anywhere.

 The bronze basin in his hand seemed to sense something, turned into a green light, and penetrated into Jiang Ping 'an.

 Jiang Ping An was frightened and quickly touched his body to check.

 "What's the matter? Where is my bronze basin? '

 As soon as he thought of it, the bronze basin appeared in a green light on his hand.

 Jiang Pingan froze for a moment, as if he understood something, and said, "Put it away."

 Bronze basin turned into a green light drilling into the body disappeared.

 "Come out."

 The bronze basin appears on the hand.

 Jiang Ping An was overjoyed. As he had expected, he could put it away at will.

 After trying several times, he was completely relieved, and he was more sure that this baby was definitely not a one-off!

 He could not bear the growling of his stomach.

 He quickly took the money and ran to Uncle Li's house next door.

 At the moment, Li Min is teaching Li Yueyue, "You little kid, but also know to steal money! Who taught you!"

 "No one taught me. I just don't want Brother Ping An to get beaten." Li Yueyue clutched her hands together and was tearful.

 "You..." Li Min picked up the stick to hit, but saw Li Yueyue's pathetic appearance, and finally did not go down.

 At the same time, he also saw Jiang Ping 'an at the door.

 Li Min cold voice: "Get out."

 Jiang Pingan said quickly, "Uncle Li, I have come to pay back the money."

 "No, get out of here." Li Min continued to scold.

 His family was not rich, had been raided several times, and had not much left, but he knew that Jiang Ping 'an was even poorer.

 Li Min felt sorry for him, but he didn't want to have too much contact with him and take on more responsibility.

 Instead of leaving, Jiang opened his hand and found five copper coins inside.

 "One is for you and the remaining four are for you. I want to buy four steamed buns."

 Li Min froze, "How can you have so much money?"