Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Beginning of Wealth (1)

Scattered wealth and silk are showing their edge (1)

After bathing, Mu Qing picked out a plain white narrow-sleeved top among several dresses, and tied a jade-colored water blue fine pear pattern skirt on his chest, combed his hair in a crisp and refreshing bun, and followed Du Ruhui out of the door without fat and whitewash. Although Jiangdu also has a curfew in other places, it is not strictly followed, and it is just at night when the lights are turned on, which is the most prosperous and noisy time. On both sides of the Cao River, the liquor shops, the flower building song workshop, the juggling show, the lively and lively shops are lined up, the lights are bright, and the crowd is surging.

Mu Qing only felt that the flowers in front of him were like brocade, and he didn't have time to take a closer look at them one by one, so he was taken to a flower building, and the word "Qiyuefang" was carved on the bluestone door wall. As soon as you enter the door, the aroma of fat powder comes to your face, and the silk and bamboo pipe music is full of coquettish voices, and the style is curling in the staggered manner. Du Ruhui escorted her straight into a room, a large curtain separated the hustle and bustle outside, facing the window, outside the window was the Cao River with countless lights, provoking the curtain The scene in the hall downstairs was all in sight.

Mu Qing probably knew what kind of place this was, but he was embarrassed to ask. "I'm afraid that Du Yan sent someone to follow me secretly in order to find you, so I can only bring you here. This is my private property, and outsiders only knew about Liu's property at that time, so it was more stable. Du Ruhui explained apologetically.

Mu Qing's eyes widened and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Those, those women, the singers who accompany wine and laugh, are also the ...... in your industry."

Du Ru was stunned for a moment, looking at her blushing face, and a slight hint of disgust, which was really pitiful, and couldn't help laughing, "In Madame's words, jealousy is so heavy." ”

"Don't talk nonsense." Mu Qing's face was flushed with shame, his hands covered his hot cheeks, and he lowered his eyes and didn't dare to look at him.

Du Ruhui pulled her hand away, stared at her pink cheeks and said, "You are my wife after all, don't say twenty-seven months, even if it takes twenty-seven years, I will wait." Mu Qing stared down at the table, not daring to look up at him, his heart suddenly collided, and after a while, he only heard him say again: "Those singers have their own reliable people to take care of them, and I don't interfere in those things." The original intention of opening this Qiyue Fang was to listen to the news of the Quartet and make friends with customers from all over the world, not to earn those fat powder, wine and meat wealth. Mo underestimated those singers, all of whom were well-versed ears and eyes. ”

Someone gave wine and food while talking, and lived in Yuhang's mansion for four years, Du Ruhui knew that she loved to eat river fresh, so he ordered someone to make a few more fish dishes. At the end of the meal, servants and maidservants came to remove the wine and food, and served a pot of osmanthus stuffed flowers, and a few plates of fruit cakes. It was August, the osmanthus was fragrant, and the osmanthus brew was fragrant. Mu Qingyuan didn't drink alcohol, just because Du Ruhui strongly recommended it, so he drank a few glasses, but the wine power was not weak, and he drank a few glasses of osmanthus brew, but there was no reaction.

Someone outside the compartment suddenly reported that Kang Lang had come to the workshop. Du Ruhui opened the curtain and looked down a few times, then asked someone to invite him to sit in the compartment, turned his head and asked Mu Qing again: "Kang Lang, you have also seen it on the way to Wu County." Do you remember? ”

"Do you mean that the fifteenth day of the first lunar month is the one who acts for Hu Shang? It's more interesting to talk than to tell. ”

"It's him. I have something to discuss with him, and if you like to hear it, you can stay here, and if you find it boring, I will send you back to the moon house. Mu Qing tilted his head and thought for a while: "If there is no inconvenience, I will stay here." Du Ruhui suddenly remembered that in the past, she also loved to listen to her brothers talk about the past and the present, praise and disparage current affairs, sit quietly on the side, look at this for a while, look at that for a while, whoever speaks, she looks at who seriously, her eyes are bright and clear. From time to time, she would prepare some refreshments and fruits, and sometimes the brothers would make her laugh. At this moment, she said that she wanted to stay here, and the look that flashed between her eyebrows made him happily aware that Mu Qing in the past seemed to be returning little by little.

There was two soft knocks on the door of the compartment, and a small servant led Kang Lang into the compartment. Mu Qing got up with Du Ruhui to salute, and Kang Lang was slightly stunned when he saw Mu Qing at first glance, and then smiled at Du Ruhui, "Du Lang is so blessed, when should I prepare a generous gift to ask for a glass of wine to eat?" The flush that had just faded on Mu Qing's face faintly appeared, Kang Lang was a man with vision, look at Mu Qing, and then look at Du Ruhan's frowning eyebrows, and hurriedly smiled: "Mother is not strange, in the next vulgar Hu Shang, he is used to speaking recklessly, and he unconsciously bumped into his mother, and he is offended." ”

Mu Qing endured the shyness in his heart, raised his head and tried to maintain a calm and easy-going smile, "Kang Lang has been in the Western Regions for a long time, heroic and straightforward, and he has lived in Jiangnan for a long time like me, he doesn't understand the world, and he is stubborn, I'm afraid that I want to make Lang laugh." ”

Kang Lang said these words a little resigned, he didn't expect that this delicate little girl was very open-minded, and her heart immediately felt a little respectful, and she didn't dare to laugh at random, touched her cheeks full of curly beards, and smiled and invited her to sit down. Du Ruhui greeted outside, and someone added wine utensils and cups, and sent in a few pots of osmanthus brew. Kang Lang was not restrained, sat on the ground and drank a few drinks with Du Ruhui, and casually talked for a while about the goods brought to and from Jiangnan in the Western Regions.

After a few rounds of wine, Kang Lang muttered about the softness of the osmanthus brewing, and untied the wine bag he was carrying, Mu Qing had seen it once in the inn, pulled out the capsule, and sure enough, a few wisps of sour fruity fragrance wafted out. "When it comes to wine, it can't compare to our Sogdian grape shochu." As he spoke, he poured a glass for Du Ruhui and Mu Qing, and poured a glass himself, and when he had two glasses, Mu Qing was still hesitantly looking at the light amber wine. Du Ruhui put down the wine glass and said softly, "This wine is stronger than osmanthus brewing, drink it slowly." ”

Inevitably, it was another time to push the cup and change the lamp, Kang Lang was bold and shouted, "Shinong and industrialist, everyone knows that the scholar is in power, admired by others, and the merchant is at the end, it is for the lowly, unexpectedly, the giant in the merchant is originally those who have the right to hold the gentry, the money and authority are originally in a bag, and the small businessmen are either dependent on the giants to pick up the leakage and make a living, or are gradually excluded and embezzled." Shinong Industry and Commerce is a circle connected by the tail, and everyone in the world is in the circle, and no one can run, hahaha. Although it was a wine talk, Mu Qing nodded in his heart when he heard it, this Kang Lang looked rough, and he was actually an understanding person. The compartment was talking happily, Du Ruhui raised his eyes and looked at the brightly lit Cao River outside the window, and suddenly asked: "I heard that there is a shortage of salt in the cold land of the northwest, has Brother Kang ever thought about selling some salt back to sell?" ”

Although Kang Lang was drinking, his mind was still clear, and when he heard such a question, he laughed out loud. "Du Lang is drinking too much and talking nonsense. Although there is no salt ban now, anyone can cook salt and sell salt, but the salt transported from the south through the Cao River was pinched in Du Yan's hands when it arrived in Jiangdu, and it fell into the Xue family in the west. Who doesn't know that the surname of this Cao River is Wang, and the salt that wants to pass on the river surnamed Wang is only Du Yan's family, and his family's salt is surnamed Xue in the northwest, how can I sell it? ”

"The Xue family he said is the Jincheng Xue family that Gu Erniang married." Du Ruhui turned his head and whispered to Mu Qing, and said to Kang Lang as if he was drunk: "If he is embarrassed for a while, and he is willing to give up the right to sell salt, can Brother Kang be moved?" ”

Kang Lang's eyes lit up immediately, and then dimmed in an instant, and he sighed: "The heartbeat is natural. But I think that all I sell is no more than indigo, jade agate, grape shochu, tapestry lichen, etc., and no matter how big the trade is, it is no more than a salt. I also produce salt in the Western Regions, but it is its precious red salt and black salt, only as a tribute, and the daily use also relies on the salt transported to the Xue family from the south, and then sold exclusively by the Xue family, the price is high, and the poor and poor people in our clan often have no money to buy salt. If I can really sell salt and go back and solve the plight of my people, my surname Kang will occupy the first place among the nine surnamed Hu people. As he spoke, he couldn't help but lose his mind.

Du Ruhui laughed loudly, didn't seem to care about what he was discussing just now, opened the topic randomly, laughed and drank it once, looked slightly drunk, and even said that he couldn't drink anymore, and told Kang Lang that he wanted to go back first. After sending someone to summon two singers, they rewarded themselves, and instructed them to accompany Kang Lang, and carried Mu Qing out of Qiyue Fang, and there was already a carriage waiting at the gate of the workshop.

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