Today, on the 14th, the shopkeeper is in a very good mood.

Drunk from the restaurant, drunk out, holding the meal packed with kraft paper, swaying home, from time to time along the way someone said hello, the horse shopkeeper has a pair of back, but the heart is secretly happy: it is the feng shui turn, this month the God of Wealth to my house.

The shopkeeper has been operating the business of the medicinal herb shop in Qingzhou City for decades, and has some contacts in Qingzhou City, and later took the line and became the receiver of the ghost market.

The shopkeeper thought in his heart, he had worked hard to buy goods from hundreds of miles outside the city, and he had to pay a lot of silver to the dart bureau, even if it was transported to Qingzhou City, he would have to take out some filial piety to the earth overlord Zhou Youliang, so there were no more silver dollars left. If you encounter the yellow plum season and the medicinal herbs are accidentally damp, then this year is considered to be white. If you don't hurry up and take advantage of the heavy snow to close the mountain, you will not be able to hoard a batch of precious medicinal materials, this old year will not be able to pass.

Therefore, in this comparison, the shopkeeper still thinks that the money comes faster when the connector of the ghost market, after all, under the cover of the medicinal herb shop, and the people behind him take care of it, there has never been an accident in the past few years. No matter if you are a long-famous cultivator in the martial arts rivers and lakes, or a figure with a face in Qingzhou City, without the approval of my shopkeeper, you just can't enter the ghost market.

Wanting this, the shopkeeper was a little happier in his heart.

This Longguo admires the style of civil and military affairs, looks down on businessmen who make profits, and is polite at the wine table, and even the wilderness farmers, but they are not willing to share a table with the horse shopkeeper, a few steps away from it, so the horse shopkeeper always scolds people and does not know how to lift.

Today is the fourteenth, tomorrow night is the time of the full moon, when the door of the ghost market is opened, it is the time when the horse shopkeeper settles the money, so tonight there are many martial arts practitioners to get the road map, if the time is missed, it is not good to anger those reckless people.

Reckless man, is the title of the horse shopkeeper for martial arts practitioners, thinking that he has martial arts cultivation, but he does not understand the art of yin and yang power schemes, even if you cultivate high, you are just someone else's thug.

Passing through Hengzheng Street and walking through Pingyang Fang, the shopkeeper scolded while walking: "These nerds, talking about the strategy of governing the country, waiting for the temple, they are still the ones who mislead the country, how can we be like us who are in business, strategizing behind the scenes, and finally reaching the point of being rich and rivaling the country, which one will not come in with their heads held high when the time comes......"

At this moment, a voice came from behind, which made people unhappy: "Shopkeeper Ma, where did you come back, seeing that you are drunk and red, there must be a happy event." ”

The shopkeeper stopped and turned around, and the smile he had disappeared immediately.

The person who came was Zhou Youliang, and there were many good players in Yonghe Dart behind him.

"Hey, isn't this Zhou Gongzi, I can't imagine that I can meet you when I go shopping, this is a great joy." The shopkeeper replied with a smile, but he knew in his heart that Zhou Youliang would definitely not stop him for no reason.

Zhou Youliang was still personable at the moment, playing with the wrench in his hand, leaned in and said: "Shopkeeper Ma, they all say that your medicinal herb shops sell bitter medicines, and in my opinion, you sell honey." I love hearing you say this. ”

The shopkeeper thought that there were still a lot of people coming over tonight, but he couldn't delay here for too long, otherwise those reckless men would not be able to get their things, and they would definitely have to lift his medicinal herbs. Besides, I drank too much alcohol today, and I had to go home to sober up, so as not to make a mistake and annoy the people in the ghost market.

The shopkeeper made up his mind to hurry back, saluted Zhou Youliang and said, "Zhou Gongzi said that he laughed, looking at Zhou Gongzi's dress, let's go to Manchun Hall to find that Oiran again." It's really a horse riding leaning on the bridge, full of red sleeves, I look at this Qingzhou City, only you are worthy of the Oiran, if you are a concubine, you have to say hello to me in advance, I am naturally prepared with a big gift, you are satisfied. It's just that today I rushed home to deal with the medicinal materials, Zhou Gongzi, I went first, and I was out of company. After the shopkeeper finished speaking, he was about to get up and rush to the medicinal herb shop.

"Wait, don't rush home. Zhou Youliang's voice sounded behind him, and the scalp of the horse shopkeeper was numb, and he secretly screamed in his heart. The shopkeeper raised his head and found that a guy from the Yonghe Dart Bureau had already blocked the way, so he could only turn around and look at Zhou Youliang again.

"Shopkeeper, why are you in such a hurry, I haven't finished my words. Zhou Youliang was not annoyed, and replied slowly.

"Zhou Gongzi, I do have something to do today, I dried a batch of medicinal materials in the courtyard before, if I can't go back before dark, this must be damp, and I will have to lose a lot of money at that time, you can do well, let me go back as soon as possible, and I will go to the house to pay a visit after a while, and I will definitely honor you." The shopkeeper looked at the sky and began to get anxious, scolding himself in his heart, why do you have to drink a few more glasses of wine today, if you leave early, you will definitely not meet Zhou Youliang, it seems that today is a catastrophe.

Zhou Youliang stretched out his hand back, and immediately a guy came over with a pen and paper, Zhou Youliang skillfully spread out the paper, looked for a while and said: "Shopkeeper, it's been a while for a while, and you haven't given you any money this month." I was about to go to your house to sit down, but I didn't expect to meet you halfway, and you said that this is not providence. ”

Zhou Youliang, as the nephew of the state guard, is calling for wind and rain in Qingzhou City, and many gentry and magnates have to pay silver money to them every month in order to ensure temporary peace, otherwise, no matter how you maneuver, you will close the door. Many business people have suffered from it, and the shopkeeper is one of them.

Previously, the shopkeeper and others did not pay the monthly money, thinking that no matter how powerful Zhou Youliang was, it would never be greater than the temple. Later, he found that the stall owner next to him had not paid the money on time, and he made disrespectful remarks to Zhou Youliang, and even sued him to the state guard. Who knew that the next day, the stall caught fire for no reason, and the whole family disappeared in Qingzhou City, and no one knew where it went. At that time, the shopkeeper knew that Zhou Youliang really couldn't be provoked.

As a businessman, the shopkeeper is naturally calculating.

Although there is a Yonghe Dart Bureau this week, it is also a delivery of goods, and the use of Yonghe Dart Bureau of the gentry and giants can be exempted from the monthly money, but the horse shopkeeper still chooses the Dongfu Dart Bureau, etc., in addition to the monthly money and freight costs to Zhou Youliang, the horse shopkeeper can still have a lot left.

It's just that when he saw Zhou Youliang take out the account book, the shopkeeper felt pain in his heart, the medicinal herb shop hadn't sold much medicinal materials this month, and he had already spent a lot of money in the Manchun Hall, so this week Youliang suddenly asked for this money, and the shopkeeper was naturally unhappy.

"Zhou Gongzi, I haven't received the money this month, so I'm also stretched, can you delay it for a few days, and when I settle the money with those old customers, I will personally send it to your house, and then I will invite you to the restaurant for a good drink." The shopkeeper bowed his head and was very humble.

Zhou Youliang quickly found the name of the shopkeeper from the ledger, and looked at it from top to bottom: "Shopkeeper Ma, you have been in Qingzhou City for decades, I have never troubled you, and no young person dares to go to your Maji medicinal herb shop to cause trouble." You don't know, brother, how much I have suffered behind my back. It's just that you went to Manchun Hall a few days ago to drink flower wine, and I heard that you are very generous. Oh, shopkeeper, do you think that I, Zhou Youliang, am in your heart, and I can't match those girls in Manchun Hall?" Zhou Youliang still said slowly, but the people next to him had already heard the meaning of his words, and there were already a few guys with knife handles, and they could vaguely do it at any time.

Qingzhou people all know that the so-called Xiaoxiao people are all domestic slaves raised by Zhou Youliang, but if someone does not pay the money on time, these Xiaoxiao people are secretly making trouble, even if they sue the temple, it is useless.

When the shopkeeper heard Manchun Hall, he was sweating profusely at the moment, and he thought to himself, this Qingzhou City is really Zhou Youliang's eyeliner, and even he knew that he went to Manchun Hall in the middle of the night to be happy, so the shopkeeper hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Zhou Gongzi, I can have this family business, all thanks to your blessings, I am grateful to Dade, and it is unforgettable." The previous words were all for you to play, how can you lose your money. Is it still the same number this month?" the shopkeeper took out his palm and shook it as before.

"That's not possible, they're all old acquaintances, and I'm not a businessman like you, every time I raise prices during festivals, making the people complain, you guys, even if you make some black money, I don't look down. Zhou Youliang took the pen and wrote on the account book: Ma Decai, fifty taels.

The shopkeeper took out the silver money with a little distress, and presented it to Zhou Youliang with both hands: "Yes, yes, Zhou Gongzi has learned a lesson, if there is an outbreak of plague and malaria, my medicinal herb shop will be sold at a reasonable price, and when the time comes, tell the people that it is Zhou Gongzi who helps me, so that I can repay him." Gongzi Zhou, it's just that I have to hurry back today to collect the medicinal materials, otherwise the tide will be tidal, and there will be no money to honor you next month. Listening to the tone of the shopkeeper's voice, he was already very anxious.

Zhou Youliang shook his head and said, "You businessmen, you are in a hurry. Shopkeeper, this month's money is given, but there is one more thing, I want to discuss it with you. ”

Zhou Youliang motioned for the others to take a step back, and he whispered in front of the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper listened carefully for a while, and then said with a pale face: "You, you, you...... How did you find out. ”

"If no one knows, he must not do it. The shopkeeper borrowed money to eliminate the disaster, but it was not good for him to come to the door when the time came. Zhou Youliang was very confident, knowing that the shopkeeper would definitely have to pay this money.

At this moment, there were more pedestrians on the street, watching the horse shopkeeper being stopped by Zhou Youliang, everyone knew that it was Zhou Youliang who was blackmailing the gentry and tycoon of Qingzhou City here, but others did not dare to speak, it seemed that they were no longer surprised.

The slight autumn wind blew, and the shopkeeper woke up for more than half of his wine, and asked with a serious expression: "The sky of Qingzhou City, surnamed Zhou." It was I who said the wrong thing before, offending Zhou Gongzi, you can make a price, I have nothing to say. ”

Zhou Youliang threw the account book to the guy behind him, turned around and whispered to the shopkeeper: "It's better to be happy alone than to be happy, the shopkeeper is so scheming, and has such courage, I Zhou Youliang admires it, don't say anything else, I want you five hundred taels of silver, it's not too much." ”

Hearing the five hundred taels of silver, the shopkeeper gasped, and already understood that the so-called elaborate plan was nothing more than making wedding dresses for others. It's just that the shopkeeper knows the situation in front of him, if he doesn't hand it over at this moment, Zhou Youliang won't let him go, so he simply took out five silver tickets from his arms and put them in Zhou Youliang's hands.

At this moment, the night is gradually falling, and the candles are already lit on the street next to it, and it is obvious that the hour is not early.

Zhou Youliang took the money and saluted to the shopkeeper: "It is said that there is no business and no treachery, I don't think so, the shopkeeper of the horse, you are a clear stream among these merchants in Qingzhou City, and you are an authentic trader." In terms of kindness, I can't compare to you. I'll go back and tell the state guard, just collect less taxes from you, but I can't let the buyers and sellers suffer. Let's go, it's not early, you hurry back to collect the medicinal herbs, really, we are all acquaintances, if it's too late, I'll let these good guys run an errand for you, don't be embarrassed. After Zhou Youliang finished speaking, he came out sideways and motioned for the shopkeeper to pass by.

The shopkeeper had a gloomy face, and hurriedly saluted: "Master Zhou, I'll retire first." With that, he stepped forward and began to run in the direction of the herb shop. At this moment, the shopkeeper dragged his bloated body, which was very funny.

"Horse shopkeeper ......" Hearing Zhou Youliang shouting behind his back, the horse shopkeeper stopped again and said with a blank expression: "Zhou Gongzi, what else can I advise, I don't have much money on me anymore, don't kill chickens and take eggs." ”

"Shopkeeper Ma, look at what you said, I'm too worried, I just want to say, when you're free, let's go to Manchun Hall to drink flower wine." Zhou Youliang said with a smile behind his back.

The shopkeeper said hello, and hurriedly ran without looking back, for fear that Zhou Youliang would stop him again.

......

The Xicheng Medicinal Herb Shop, at this moment, was crowded, and many people in black robes gathered outside the door, deliberately covering their faces. Many passers-by are very curious about why the business of the Mazhang Herbal Medicine Shop is so good.

Some passers-by came forward to visit and found that these people could not see their faces, they must be suffering from a near-death disease, and they were able to come to the medicinal herb shop of the Ma Zhang's shop, presumably because of their superb medical skills.

Qingzhou City is a barbaric place, and it is not uncommon to dress very casually, as long as you don't wear the clothes of the temple people at will, it is not uncommon to wear black robes.

These black-robed men were silent, silent to each other. I had been waiting for someone to knock on the side door of the Ma Ji Medicinal Herb Shop three times, and everyone jumped inside.

It didn't take long for these people to seem to have obtained the medicinal herbs they wanted, poked their heads out to see that there were few people in front of the shop, and hurriedly came out of the side door to make sure that no one followed behind them, and under the cover of the night, these black-robed people walked through a few alleys, and then disappeared into the darkness, and could no longer find a human figure.

Seeing that he hadn't heard a sound for a long time, the shopkeeper thought that it should be about the same tonight, and that there would be no more black-robed people, so he quietly closed the door, lit the fire, and lit the candlelight. Looking at the silver coins piled on the bed, the mood of being robbed by Zhou Youliang before improved slightly, and I was secretly glad in my heart, fortunately, there was the silver money of the ghost market connector, otherwise this year's old year, I would have to drink the northwest wind. It's just how did Zhou Youliang learn about this, could it be that who leaked the news?

At this moment, the sound of the three familiar knockers sounded outside the door, and the shopkeeper thought: It seems that someone is still coming at such a late hour, since he has disturbed his rest, he must knock a bamboo pole hard.

"Who's it?, our herb shop is closed!" the shopkeeper quickly put the money under the bed and asked loudly.

The other party didn't speak, and still buckled the knocker three times.

The shopkeeper scolded and scolded, opened the door with his clothes on, and found two Taoist priests, an old man and a young man, standing outside the door......