Chapter 054: Parade through the streets

Shopkeeper Han was ashamed when he heard this, "Asking someone to work, the money should have been given, but this matter was negligent." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

His tone paused slightly, and he asked Mulan for her opinion again, "Then pay two taels of silver as a fixed amount of money in the next place, and according to the little brother, can you make it?"

"Make, make. Mulan nodded hurriedly and said, "Thank you for your understanding." ā€

"I didn't think it all out, and I was reminded by Brother Lao. Shopkeeper Han hugged her fist and looked at her with a smile, "As for the silver that the little brother wants to advance, twenty taels is enough?"

There was no ridicule in these words, and Mulan's cheeks were still a little hot.

Shopkeeper Han originally planned to buy out all the finished products she brought at a price of twenty taels, but she insisted on sharing the profits, saying that the profits and losses were shared. Now I have to make an advance again, which is really a bit cheeky.

She doesn't care about herself, since she dares to bet her "money" on the shopkeeper Han, she believes that the shopkeeper Han can make a steady profit without losing money. The money that belongs to her can't run away, it's just the difference between getting it earlier and later.

But there's also a moon.

She hadn't mentioned the profit to the moon beforehand, but she was afraid that the moon was eagerly waiting for her to get a large sum of money. If she goes back empty-handed, won't she let the moon down?

She just wants to take some money back and give the moon a hope, and twenty taels is a little too much.

Hurriedly waved his hand and said: "I don't need that much, just one or two in advance." ā€

Shopkeeper Han didn't ask much, called to the account room, wrote the bill, and withdrew three taels of silver according to her wishes, one tael was hers, and the other two taels were fixed money for Haizi. Later, he made a deed with Wangcai to buy cloth, signed and drew a pledge, and each person collected it one by one.

After this incident, Mulan and Shopkeeper Han had nothing to talk about, so they got up with Wangcai to say goodbye.

Shopkeeper Han personally sent the two out of the house and invited them to come to the party on the opening day. Mulan and Wangcai nodded in response and said goodbye to him.

Leaving the main street and turning into the alley, Wangcai looked left and right, and saw that no one was paying attention, so he grabbed Mulan's shoulder, "Mulan, you have a solid relationship with your uncle, who are you?"

He used to think that Mulan was good at talking and behaving well, but today he saw her talking to Shopkeeper Han about business, and he decided that she was not an ordinary doll.

To say that it is mature and stable, the poor man's doll is in charge early, and there is no shortage of people in the village and town who can be independent at a young age. But she has never met someone like her who has a big idea and dares to think and do, not to mention that she is still literate?

In today's chaotic years, it is more difficult to become an official by studying than to ascend to the sky. The old men in the yamen only recognize silver, and they throw out tens of millions, and they can still buy an official with goods if they don't know a single big character.

But whoever knows some current affairs, which one is willing to waste money on paper and pen? The boys have all gone to work and farm, and they can still ask the girls to do the essay and take the show? Only the illustrious people in the court pay attention to what kind of reading etiquette, and teach the girls to read and write.

It can be seen that Mulan's background is either rich or expensive.

Mulan had long expected him to ask, and sighed half-truthfully, "If only I could remember." ā€

Wangcai then remembered that she hurt her brain in the sea, and she didn't remember anything anymore, so she let go of her hand and sighed: "I think that you are afraid that you are not small, and you should be a pampered person, but you follow us rough men to suffer hardships."

Alas, poor boy!"

Mulan lowered her eyelashes weakly, and said in her heart that after the prisoner, the exile's "adulterous daughter" is not small? I wonder how he would feel if he knew her true identity?

Fortunately, Wangcai did not dwell on this issue, broke up at the street entrance, said "be careful" to her, and hurried back to Buzhuang to inform Yuncui of the good news.

Mulan slowly returned to West Street with an empty basket, only to find that today's market was much more noisy than before, whether it was buying or selling things, they were pointing and talking about something.

Just as he was wondering what was going on, he heard the sound of a gong, followed by someone shouting at the top of his voice, "It's back, it's back again!"

The crowd roared and rushed to both sides, giving way to the road in the middle. Mulan also hurriedly avoided to the side, and looked along everyone's line of sight, and saw two prisoner cars slowly approaching under the escort of a group of officials. There was a servant in front of him who lifted a gong to open the way, and after walking a few steps, he struck it.

In the cage on the prisoner's car, one prisoner was being held, wearing a bloodstained death row suit, and his hair was disheveled, so that he could not see his appearance or age. I can only see that it is a man and a woman, the man is very thin, and the woman is very fat.

It was the first time for Mulan to meet a prisoner parade on the street, although she felt fresh, she was not a person who liked to join in the fun, so she planned to leave after a few glances. As soon as he took a step, he heard the person next to him scold: "These two people who kill a thousand knives, what are they not doing well, they are biased to do the lack of morality that abducts people's flesh and bones, and they should be divided into five horses!"

The sister-in-law who came out to scold and cry and faint and carried back just now lives in an alley with me. The girls in the family have all promised to go out to buy flowers, and the people are gone.

At home, when she was dissatisfied with her family affairs and eloped with someone else, she gritted her teeth with hatred. Yesterday, the government posted a notice, only then did I know that it was a kidnapper who was abducted, sold to that kind of dirty place, and he couldn't run to death, so he was forced to pick up a good year's customer.

The county magistrate grabbed the flower and interrogated it, and took the yacha to save people. The female doll is also a strong face, and she jumped off the building in front of the county master, hit her head on the stone steps, and her brains came out......"

Hearing this, there was a sigh around her, and Mulan had the experience of almost being photographed, and she couldn't help but listen. He stopped and was about to listen to the man, but the words of the other man attracted attention.

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ That's two aunts and nephews, and they live in our town. The mother-in-law doesn't know what to do, and the nephew is a stammer, delivering firewood and water to people, walking the streets and alleys to sell some needles and threads, and doing any job. I think it's just these cover-ups to do that secret abduction with his aunt.

I heard my cousin, who was on an errand in the county government, say that when they abducted people, they called a hero with strong martial arts to bump into them, first beat them to force them to confess, and then nailed the confession to the door of the head and threw it at the door of the ya.

The county magistrate didn't take it seriously at first, and he didn't care about putting people in prison. Who knew that he was sleeping soundly that night, and he heard a 'whoosh', such an old and bright knife, straight into the pillow, less than half an inch away from his ear.

The knife was also wearing a piece of paper, on which it was written: 'Swift trial of the flower shooter, three days without results, take the dog's head'. The county magistrate was so frightened that he almost peed his pants, went to the court overnight, tortured him, and abducted someone in that year, month, and day, so that they could confess clearly.

The county magistrate is afraid that the hero will not know that he has done his best, and one day the dog's head will not be protected, isn't he in a hurry to pull out and parade through the streets as soon as he is convicted?"

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