The man slipped into the Qin family's old mansion through the half-hidden corner door and touched into Mrs. Xing's room. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Auntie, I really let you talk about it, they really have someone sneaking out. ”

It turned out that this person was Xing Baocai, the nephew of Mrs. Xing.

Mrs. Xing sat up straight in a padded jacket. "Can you see clearly?"

"I saw clearly, I was guarding under the wall, and I was almost freezing, and I saw a woman come out from under the wall of this old house. After coming out, I went directly to the bridge and got into the carriage of the old Yang head. ”

Xing Baocai grinned, and a pair of small eyes like Xing Pozi flashed with greed. "They haven't gone far, let's go and report to the clan now, and the patriarch will definitely give a reward. ”

Mrs. Xing sat still and didn't move.

On that day* she became suspicious, and she watched everywhere, and finally she really noticed something. She saw Aunt Mei and Lao Yang Tou muttering beside the carriage, hiding aside and listening to a word, knowing that Aunt Mei's relatives were going to take Lao Yang Tou's carriage to the provincial capital.

That Mei is a widow who fled from a foreign country, her mother-in-law's family is dead, where are there any relatives, it is clear that there is a cat!

The next day, Aunt Mei came to the Qin family's old house again, saying that she was sending cloth to Qiu Ju. But she just felt that something was wrong in her heart, and called Xing Baocai to guard the back wall of the Qin family's old mansion at night.

If it is really the people in the courtyard who want to go out, they must have slipped out from the back instead of going to the front.

Sure enough, everything was as she guessed, and someone really ran out.

I don't know who went out and what to do in the provincial capital.

Mrs. Xing took a bunch of money and gave it to Xing Baocai. "You go hire a car now, follow them to the provincial capital, and see what they're going to do. ”

Xing Baocai's eyes lit up when he saw the money, snatched it into his arms, and said lazily: "What can a woman do, and she has to go to such a far place to keep an eye on?" ”

Xing Pozi poked his head and scolded: "The eyes of the rats are inch, their ladies in a room, the old, the young, the sick, the door has never been out of the gate a few times, and suddenly they run to the provincial capital, you don't want to think about why? You must know, they are from the Qin family in the capital! You go and take a look, maybe there is some benefit." Even if it doesn't work, wouldn't it be too late to go to the clan and file a complaint when you come back?"

Xing Baocai can't do anything else, and he has the most energetic idea of making money. Hearing this, he immediately said: "It's still my aunt's old plan, I'll hire a car to chase them, you just wait." ”

After saying that, he immediately wrapped his torn cotton jacket and plunged into the north wind.

Qin E didn't know that she had been targeted, and she was dozing off in the black-covered carriage of Old Yang's head at the moment.

Counting nine cold winters, the north wind whimpered all the way, and the horses walked for most of the day, and finally arrived at the provincial capital. Lao Yang called her, with a smile on his face: "Girl, get up quickly, we're here." ”

Qin E got out of the carriage, the wind and snow had stopped outside, and at this moment, the sky was high and the clouds were light, and the sun was hanging high, which was a rare good weather.

Qin E got up in spirit, looked around, and saw that the avenue was crowded with people, although it was not as luxurious and prosperous as the capital, but it was also very prosperous.

The two went to the inn to put down their things, Lao Yang Tou went to buy New Year's goods, and Qin E went to the ready-to-wear store to buy a man's coarse cloth clothes. She pulled up her hair, wiped her face with fragrant ash, and put on a thick, large cotton hat, and looked like a half-sized child.

Qin E nodded with satisfaction, took the lingzhi and the money bag closely, and went to the medicinal herb trading market in the direction that Lao Yang Tou told.

The trading market is a bazaar that has been gradually formed by small arrogance for hundreds of years, and there are rows of storefronts in it, and there are also stalls placed next to each other, and there are people holding things and shouting in twos and threes, so it is not lively.

Qin E stood at the entrance of the bazaar, and was thinking about which store to go to first for a long time, when she saw several men dressed very eye-catching and turn over from their horses.

A middle-aged man with a mustache said to the young man who was carrying the reins in his hand: "Shaodongjia, this is the famous medicinal herb market in Liaodong Mansion. You see, the store is a big one, with a good reputation, and each has the treasure of the town store, and most of them talk about bulk trading, and the price is higher. ”

"Those who set up stalls, also called small households, are medicine farmers and small traders. It's a mixed bag, and it's easy for people who don't know how to be trapped. You have to have a pair of bright tricks to distinguish the fake and the true, and find the top goods. ”

"Those who carry things by themselves and don't even have stalls are retail investors, and if they don't enter the stream, there will be even more fakes. ”

The person known as the young owner heard this: "Since it is selling fakes, why is no one arresting it?"

They don't mention their names when they sell goods, what you say is what you say, how can you say it? If you buy the wrong one, you can only blame the person who bought it for not having good eyesight. ”

Shao Dongjia said: "Is this okay?"

Bazi Hu said with a smile: "There are rules for one line of work, and sometimes even the government is not easy to interfere with." And whoever goes too far will be expelled by this line of craftsmen. However, in the past few decades, there has indeed been a flood of fakes, which has ruined the reputation of this bazaar, and many big pharmacists are unwilling to come to sell them. After being rectified by Gu Beihou, the market has been regulated a lot in the past ten years, and the so-called fakes mostly refer to shoddy. ”

The young owner turned his back on his hand. "Interesting, let's have a long experience today. Lao Xu, you lead the way. ”

A group of three people followed the eight-character beard named Lao Xu into the market.

Qin E, who was hiding in the corner, raised her head, straightened her hat, and said with a smile: "It's really dozing off and encountering a pillow, so I'll follow them today." ”

Qin E lowered the brim of her hat, followed them from a distance, eavesdropped on Lao Xu's explanation, and gradually gained a deeper understanding of the market.

I know that everyone here speaks jargon, for example, ginseng is called radish, reishi is called shiitake mushroom, and cordyceps is called goldworm. Know not to touch the goods lightly when looking at the goods, so as not to cause disputes.

The layman came in, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he showed his bottom and waited to be slaughtered.

Qin E was glad that she didn't rashly reveal the details, and listened more and more seriously.

At this time, the group walked to a stall and stopped, Qin E craned her neck to look and saw a few cordyceps on the stall.

The stall owner was wearing a tattered leather hat, his expression was sorrowful, and when he saw a few people wearing clothes and leather shoes, he immediately came to his senses and greeted: "This nobleman, you really have a vision, this is a first-class color." ”

Shao Dongjia and Lao Xu, who was squatting aside with his sleeves folded, glanced at each other and stood up with a smile.

Where is the stall owner willing to let go of the business so easily, and he stiffens his neck and says: "It's not me bragging, you can't find such a good gold worm on this whole street." If you don't believe it, you can just take a look, whose goods are better than mine, I don't want a penny, it's all for you. ”

The young owner listened to it interestingly and said with a smile: "You dare to boast of such a Haikou even if you are a small household." ”

When the stall owner heard this, he was dissatisfied and said: "I'm not boasting about Haikou, my Zhao Yisho's name is not my own blowing, it was given by the brothers of the medicine store." Why? It's not because Zhao Ye and I have real kung fu in my hands, there must be gold in the shovel, and the basket will be full when I enter the mountain, and my gold worms are full and fat, and I will make money when I shoot. ”

At this time, some passers-by stopped and looked lively. Qin E hurriedly crowded into the closest place to them and listened to them quietly.