"Fiction is real, reality is virtual, fiction is real, it is originally a human psychology of speculation, where to calculate which step the other party calculated, with the most calm attitude to face the battle, twice the result with half the effort. ”

As for what happened later, and what kind of method Xiao Peichen and the others came up with, Ye Wanxi didn't know, because she had never been interested in this.

What she is interested in is nothing more than painting, and looking at her father-in-law, now that she can't paint, Xiao Peichen said some topics that she didn't like, and simply walked out of the camp and walked freely.

Entering the Mulberry City, Ye Wanxi thought that in the Mulberry City, where the war was imminent, the lives of the people here would be affected, but who knew that the atmosphere inside was very peaceful, and there was no sense of urgency during the war.

Ye Wanxi didn't have any money on her, and Xiao Peichen never gave her pocket money, so she felt sorry for herself.

Although life here is still peaceful, Ye Wanxi still notices that the economy here is backward, and the variety of goods is pitiful, most of them are handmade things with little value, and in addition, those things that are slightly rich are basically not seen.

The cloth in the cloth village is also made of some cotton and linen, and there is basically no brocade.

Seeing her enter, the boss came up to greet her very warmly:

"Childe, what do you want to buy?"

Ye Wanxi sighed and asked with a smile:

"Boss, apart from these, don't you have any silk here?"

When the boss heard Ye Wanxi's words, his eyes lit up, but in the end he could only dim, sighed, and replied:

"Gongzi doesn't know, Sangcheng is poor, and most of the people here wear cotton and linen clothes, where can they afford to buy those silk satins, so there are no brocades in the small shops. ”

"Then what if someone needs it? There are always a few rich and noble families in this mulberry city, right?" Ye Wanxi leaned on the counter on the side and chatted with the shopkeeper, there was no business anyway.

The shopkeeper may be too boring, Ye Wanxi asks anything, and he will answer anything.

"In this mulberry city, where are there any rich and noble families, the land here cannot grow grain, only some mulberry trees can be planted on the mountain, and some mulberry fruits can only be harvested in autumn.

All the silk needs to be booked a month in advance, and then we go to other cities to buy.

Alas, speaking of which, it's really inconvenient. ”

Ye Wanxi nodded, touched the tip of her nose, blinked her eyes, and asked:

"Are there a lot of mulberry trees in Mulberry City?"

The shopkeeper looked Ye Wanxi up and down, and then asked with a smile: "Childe is not from Sangcheng, right?"

Ye Wanxi raised her eyebrows and said:

"Yes, when I first arrived in Sangcheng, I walked around and saw that there was a lot of war outside, and there was still business in Sangcheng, I felt very puzzled, I thought that the people here would be displaced. ”

The shopkeeper laughed, put away the laughter, and said to Ye Wanxi:

"Childe, don't go, you wait here, I'll make two cups of tea." ”

"Good. ”

The boss hurriedly walked into the cubicle of the store, Ye Wanxi looked outside, and then sat on the chair very comfortably, well, standing a little tired.

After a while, the boss came out with two cups of steaming tea, and when he saw that Ye Wanxi was still there, the smile in the corner of his eyes deepened.

"Childe, a cup of coarse tea, don't be surprised. ”

Ye Wanxi took the tea with a smile and smiled casually:

"Coarse tea has its own taste of coarse tea. ”

The shopkeeper didn't have the slightest dislike when he saw Ye Wanxi, but his attitude made him happy, he also took a sip of tea, the warm tea flowed into his stomach, and the shopkeeper squinted his eyes comfortably.

"What's the shopkeeper's last name?"

"There is no distinction between high and low, my name is Jiang Xing. ”

"Ye Xi. Ye Wanxi subconsciously stretched out her hand, and the shopkeeper looked at her with a puzzled expression.

Ye Wanxi also suddenly realized that shaking hands is modern etiquette, and explained generously:

"It's etiquette in our hometown, and when we first meet, we shake hands to show friendship. ”

Jiang Xing immediately shook hands with Ye Wanxi with great interest, and said with a smile: "It's interesting etiquette." ”

As soon as she touched it, Ye Wanxi took a sip of tea, her hand against the warm cup wall, and the whole person shrank slightly, like a lazy cat.

"Childe doesn't know, the reason why this mulberry city is called mulberry city is because mulberry trees are planted on the mountains here, and this city full of mulberry trees is simply called mulberry city. ”

"The shopkeeper knows that a white and fat insect eats mulberry leaves, and then it will produce that kind of silkworm cocoon. "Since the city is full of mulberry trees, why not develop the textile industry, it is a pity to waste this great resource.

Jiang Xing thought about it carefully, and asked thoughtfully: "Could it be that the white worm that Gongzi said is it?"

Ye Wanxi is embarrassed, what the hell is this?

"Do you have pen and paper?" Since the times are different, the name is different, and it is really difficult to communicate, so I simply use painting.

For an afternoon, Ye Wanxi was talking to Jiang Xing about how silkworms spin silk, and then humans could use these silks to weave cloth.

Jiang Xing felt incredible, Ye Wanxi couldn't say why, where did she know how to weave cloth, but the common sense she knew told her that silkworm babies could spin silk.

After three hours of persuasion, Jiang Xing finally believed that the so-called mulberry white worm could really be used to weave cloth, but all of them needed him to explore.

Ye Wanxi felt very embarrassed, but she could only help here.

When Jiang Xing was suspicious and groping, Ye Wanxi drank the last sip of tea and left Buzhuang without paying attention.

At this time, Ye Wanxi didn't know that an afternoon of her unintentional pastime had created the prosperity of the textile industry in Sangcheng in the future, and the person who the biggest boss must find in this life is called Ye Xi.

After an afternoon, when Ye Wanxi walked out of Buzhuang, it was already sunset, she felt very embarrassed, during which she drank five cups of tea from Jiang Xing, three delicious pastries, and ate a lot of mulberry jam.

But the mulberry jam is really delicious, I really want to buy it back and eat it.

The darkness of winter came very quickly, Ye Wanxi hadn't finished walking this street yet, the sky had completely darkened, Ye Wanxi quickened her pace, she was originally a road idiot, it was dark, and she was getting more and more stupid.

Going around and around, Ye Wanxi didn't know where she went, but she felt a smell of gasoline in the air.

Ye Wanxi's eyes lit up, could it be that she had arrived at the place where crude oil was distilled?

Then just go in and ask for directions.

Pushing open the door, the courtyard was empty, Ye Wanxi walked to the door carefully, and before she could push the door open, she felt a warm hand easily placed on her neck.

"Who?!" Ye Wanxi shouted loudly, hoping to attract the attention of the people here, but it was so good that the people who were refining oil had gone to eat, and there was no one in it!

"You're the one who uses oil, aren't you?" The cold voice was like a poisonous snake crawling up its body little by little, giving goosebumps layer by layer.

Gao Xingong turned out to be Gao Xingong.

"Second brother, kill him without saying anything. Gao Xinran's voice sounded extremely ferociously.

Ye Wanxi burst into tears suddenly, why, why is it her again, the second time, she hit the muzzle of the gun, and they were also going to kill her.

Bad fate, what a fucking bad fate!

"Say!" The strength of Gao Xingong's hands suddenly became much heavier, and Ye Wanxi felt that her throat was choked.

She grabbed Gao Xingong's hand with both hands and shook her head vigorously, she didn't know, she really didn't know.

"Second brother, he didn't know, kill him. Gao Xinran's voice of the little demon sounded undeadly, and Ye Wanxi immediately struggled violently.

Immediately after, she heard Gao Xinran snort coldly, and she felt a sharp pain in her body, especially when she was still struggling violently, the dagger pierced deep into the flesh, and she accidentally pulled it.

That feeling was so sour that I didn't want it, and tears poured out directly in an instant.

Gao Xingong was obviously too lazy to pinch her, and directly threw her aside with one hand, Gao Xinran's dagger just pulled out, and the blood rushed to the ground.

Ye Wanxi fell to the ground, biting her lip, and looked at the two people in black with wide open eyes.

Gao Xinran saw Ye Wanxi's face, took two steps forward with the dagger that was still dripping blood, looked at her carefully, and then said with a sneer:

"Second brother, it's a coincidence, this person turned out to be Ye Xi. ”

When Gao Xinran said the word Ye Xi, he obviously gritted his teeth, the existence of one person caused Nan Sheng to suffer two big losses.

Ye Wanxi's eyes widened suddenly, and only three words appeared in her mind: it's over.

"Kill. Gao Xingong looked down at the embarrassed Ye Wanxi, and spit out this word with his cold thin lips.

Gao Xinran stabbed Ye Wanxi's left shoulder just now, and because of Ye Wanxi's struggle, he didn't stab his heart, but the blood flowed very unrestrainedly, and it was almost like a river of spring blood flowing eastward.

Gao Xinran's movements were extremely fast, Ye Wanxi looked at Gao Xinran, who was getting tighter and tighter, her voice was hoarse, and she shouted with a vague breath:

"Little lover. ”

The dagger stayed in her heart, Ye Wanxi's chest continued to rise and fall, her eyelashes trembled uncontrollably, obviously she was too scared, but for the sake of her own life, she didn't dare to relax.

Gao Xinran, who originally had a murderous face, was instantly stunned, the only person in this world who would call him a little lover was Ye Wanxi.

Gao Xingong heard Ye Wanxi's little lover, and was stunned for a moment, but soon, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

"Ye Wanxi, we meet again. ”

Ye Wanxi no longer had the strength to raise her head and give Gao Xingong a bright smile, all she could do was grab Gao Xinran's wrist holding the dagger, and said in a sad voice:

"Little lover, don't kill me. ”

After speaking, he fainted directly because of excessive blood loss.

"Ye Wanxi!" Gao Xinran directly threw away the dagger, hurriedly helped Ye Wanxi, quickly clicked on her wound to stop the bleeding, looked at her pale face, and felt very uncomfortable for a while.