Black Myth: You and I are both destined

At that time, he was not yet the leader of Daolang.

When he was young, because he was smart, his father gave him a name that didn't belong to his class, Youzhi.

Although Youzhi's family was not a rich farmer, they were still doing okay. Compared with the impoverished farmers, they had several plots of land, so food and drink were not a problem in good years, and they even had surplus grain.

One day a tea merchant came to their town and wanted to reclaim wasteland to grow tea.

The tea merchant posted a job advertisement, but for several days no one was willing to come.

The weather here is good and everyone can make a living. If you really want to do the hard and tiring work of reclaiming wasteland, you might as well cultivate land for your own family. Who would care about the wages?

Youzhi laughed at the tea merchant to his face, saying that he had a pointed face and a monkey's cheeks, and that he could go on a journey to seek Buddhist scriptures directly if he just put some fur on.

He even teased the tea merchant, telling him to look for Yugong in the book to do the job.

The tea merchant had no choice but to double and then triple the wages despite the villagers' ridicule, and only then was he able to reluctantly recruit some people.

Youzhi was among them. He was much smarter than the other villagers. He didn't care about the standards set by the tea merchants and spent the whole day enjoying the shade of the trees.

It's an easy wage and you can watch other people work. It's as enjoyable as playing with monkeys.

One day he was talking about enjoying the cool breeze when suddenly a villager shouted loudly and then quickly shut up, and everyone else gathered around.

someone shouted.

"Uncle Jia has struck gold!"

Uncle Jia hurriedly put the money in his pocket and explained in panic.

"What gold? There is only a piece of stone in this remote place."

The dispute between the two also attracted the tea merchant.

The tea merchant saw something was wrong at first glance and gave the order.

"Hand it over!"

"This is the land I bought. Everything I dig out belongs to me!"

As he spoke, he took out the title deed.

"You old man, I think you want to be punished by the government! Take it out for me now!"

While the two were arguing, a villager nearby dug out another piece of golden object.

This time everyone could see clearly that it was indeed gold!

The man said nothing, picked up the gold and ran down the mountain without looking back.

Uncle Jia also took the opportunity to escape, thinking that he would deny it until the government came to find him, and at worst he would be given a stone.

Other villagers also picked up hoes and swung them violently on the ground.

The tea merchant shouted with a grim face.

"Stop! Stop it all! All of you damned hardworking bastards, get off the mountain right now. Even if you dig the ground, I won't pay you."

But who would listen to him now?

One by one, they swung their hammers higher than anyone else and scrambled to do the work.

The tea merchant did not stop until he ordered his men to drive them all back.

Youzhi laughed at their stupidity and secretly went up the mountain with a torch at night.

But he found that there were many smart people today, and many of them were like him, groping in the dark in the mountains to dig for gold.

But the tea merchant was not stupid and he asked someone to guard the place even at night.

You Zhixin thought this wouldn't work, so he asked the villagers to spread the news. One person told ten people, ten told a hundred, and within two days the entire village was mobilized.

Youzhi looked at these people who were like headless flies and wanted to laugh even more.

"These villagers are greedy and stupid. They can't even think of such a simple solution. You have to be able to dig before you can dig gold. I am smarter."

Two days later, Youzhi dug up a piece of gold.

The villagers' eyes seemed to be on fire. Some of them, with four generations of their families, couldn't dig up a single piece. How could Youzhi, a lazy guy who usually worked, dig it up?

But Youzhi doesn't think so. He believes that this is a reward from God. How can those fools who only know how to use brute force deserve it?

After a few more days, no one dug up gold anymore, but the entire barren mountain had been turned over, and the original wasteland had become a tea mountain where tea trees could be grown.

It was not until this time that Youzhi reacted!

"Damn that tea merchant, he's so cunning, he must have buried the gold ahead of time, just to get the whole village to help him dig the mountain!"

Youzhi snorted coldly.

"I didn't expect that even someone as smart as me would be fooled by this damn tea merchant. Fortunately, I got a piece of gold, otherwise I would be the same as those guys who worked for nothing!"

Another day passed.

Youzhi was sleeping at home when he was tied up by the bailiffs and dragged to the court.

Chashan was kneeling in the county government office, feeling aggrieved and shouting loudly.

"My Lord, he is the one who stole my gold."

The county magistrate slammed the gavel and asked loudly!

"You are so bold! You have trespassed into other people's forests and stolen their property. Do you admit your guilt?"

Youzhi didn't expect that he would still be recognized in such a dark night with so many people around.

But he knew that as long as he denied it, the tea merchants would have no choice.

'The gold is still mine.'

"May the Lord of Heaven judge for sure! I did go up the mountain, but I didn't find anything."

Just when he was feeling smug, someone suddenly came out from behind the county government office and pointed him out!

The only people who recognized him were not the tea merchants, but his fellow villagers!

Those villagers who had not dug up gold before were gloating at this moment, and couldn't wait to tell about the scene of how they dug up gold that night!

Youzhi groaned in his heart!

'I was defeated by you guys!'

"What a bunch of brainless idiots! At least I have touched gold. What about you? You are only fit to touch mud!"

'At worst, I can return the gold!'

Although he was unwilling, Youzhi had to take out the gold he had dug that day from his straw sandals and return it to the tea merchant.

I thought the matter was over, but the tea merchant took the gold without even looking at it and picked up a knife to chop it!

Gold is yellow on the outside and yellow on the inside, but they are not the same yellow.

The tea merchant immediately cried out!

"My Lord! There is no gold in here, it's copper!"

"He's making a fool of you!"

The county magistrate was also enraged and roared!

"Damn you, you troublemaker! How dare you play tricks on me in court! Come, punish me severely!"

Youzhi was confused and tried desperately to explain.

"Oh my Lord! How dare I!"

"I swear to heaven that this is the gold I dug up."

The tea merchant chimed in: "What nonsense are you talking about? If it was just a piece of copper, would you go digging every day?"

"You still dare to be stubborn! Punish me!"

The county magistrate threw down the token, and the bailiffs began to use a variety of criminal laws on Youzhi.

This was simply beyond his ability to endure, and within a moment he was tortured into confessing his guilt.

Selling all his property was not enough to pay the compensation, and he had to sign a contract to sell himself to the tea merchant.

Soon after, none of the others who had dug up gold were spared, and they all suffered the same fate as Youzhi.

Then many years passed, and everyone used their blood and sweat to help the tea merchants make money.

After the tea merchants became rich, they built roads to facilitate the transportation of goods, which benefited the people. Everyone forgot about the mountain digging and called him a great philanthropist.

Later, all the other people who picked up gold were exhausted to death, leaving Youzhi alone.

One day, perhaps because the tea merchant felt sorry for him or for some other reason, he actually talked to him about some future plans.