Old Man Bao sat in his special seat in the teahouse, drinking tea while listening to the babbling and singing of the drama on the stage. His eyes were slightly closed, and he looked very comfortable, as if his whole body, even the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, were immersed in the melodious performance of the huqin.

On the table in front of him, in addition to a full set of tea sets, there was also a folded Fang Sheng, and the old man Bao's right hand was beating the drum on the table one by one, and the ups and downs fell on that Fang Sheng.

"Old man, there is a person who claims to be surnamed Deng to get news, and he is with a girl. Do you want them to come? ”

A deep voice sounded near him, and Old Man Bao didn't hear it, and only after a moment did he say quietly: "Did you bring a token?" ”

"Brought it."

Old Man Bao listened to the play for a while, and his fingers were beating with the gongs and drums on the table for a while, and then he said unsatisfied: "Then what else do you ask?" ”

"Yes, yes."

After a while, a tall man came to his table, followed by a girl in a bamboo hairpin skirt two steps behind him. The tall man rubbed his hands and said, "Old man, I'm here to get the news," Seeing that the old man Bao didn't agree, he complimented himself, "The old man is well-informed, after the news last time, our helper came back in less than half a day, and the people in Beijing call your old man 'know-it-all', which is really worthy of the name......"

"Don't dare to be," Old Man Bao stretched his tone and replied with a smile, "Friends on the road carry love," he paused, then looked at the tall man and pointed to Fang Sheng on the table, "Take it." ”

Deng Lingyun didn't rush to get it, but first took out a handful of silver melon seeds from his sleeve, about fifty or sixty, put them respectfully on the table, and only took Fang Sheng back after putting them away, but did not open them, but handed them to the girl behind him.

Seeing this scene, Old Man Bao raised his eyelids and raised the corners of his mouth.

Su Mu unfolded Fang Sheng, swept the words on the paper, and his eyes widened slightly. Suddenly, he clutched the paper into a small ball and pinched it in the palm of his hand, Deng Lingyun saw this and just wanted to say something. Seeing that Su Musha had returned to normal, he smiled and said to Old Man Bao: "Mr. Wan, I want to talk to you about business." ”

Deng Lingyun's obstruction is in the throat: talk about business? What is the young lady talking nonsense! Not to mention that even the old man's name is wrong, which is too ......

Sure enough, Old Man Bao glanced at her. He corrected with a smile: "The old man's surname is Bao, not Wan, 'Know-it-all' is just a nickname," he stretched out his hand and gathered the silver melon seeds into a pile, picked them up one by one, put them to his mouth and blew them, and put them in his arms with a smile, as if he was even precious to these silvers, "Isn't the old man doing business with you now?" ”

"It's just a one-shot deal, I'm talking about doing business as usual." Su Musha said with a smile, "I need a lot of news, if I find someone to contact every time, and wait for you to investigate, I'm afraid it will delay time," she sat down, "It's better to hear any letter from the old man in the future, tell me, as long as the material is good, the price is negotiable." ”

Deng Lingyun secretly raised his forehead: The old man looks like he is very rare in those silvers. But with the information network he established in Yongjing and the bags under his hands, such a little silver is not much different from Tongzi'er in the eyes of others. The young lady is still asking the price in front of people, it's really ......

He already felt that it was inappropriate. Old Man Bao's next sentence made him break out in a cold sweat.

"When?" Old Man Bao was fascinated by his eyes, and said with a lazy smile, "In this Yongjing City, the new things that happen every day are outside the thousands of mountains, if you believe in trading," he glanced at Su Mu's hair bun. "You won't be able to save up money to buy flowers," he waved his hand, "just by laughing and laughing, you can't even ask the old man." Go, go, go. ”

The words were smiling and laughing, but Deng Lingyun didn't refute it at all, as if the news dealer made him even more taboo than Su Wan'er.

He couldn't help it a few times, and wanted to persuade Su Mu to go away and don't make trouble, but somehow, a small voice in his heart kept saying: Wait, wait and see how the young lady responds.

"In addition to silver, I can also produce something else," Old Man Bao exited to chase customers, but Su Musha sat there steadily, without moving, only took out an object from his body and handed it to Old Man Bao on the other side of the table, "You take a look, but you are still satisfied." ”

Old Man Bao lifted his eyelids and was slightly surprised, the thing she handed over was also a Fang Sheng, and the stacking method was exactly the same as what he was used to.

It has always been only for people to win, when did it take it from someone else's hands?

He was a little interested, raised his hand to take it, opened it and looked at it, and raised his eyebrows: "Where did you get this news?" ”

Su Mu smiled and didn't answer his question, but said: "Your subordinates are very capable of inquiring, but they are all alone, and there are always times when they can't hear and can't take care of them, plus there are some secrets, it must be the person concerned who knows best," she paused, and said, "Those things that are floating on the surface can always be heard if you have a heart, and if you want to really become bigger and stronger, you have to rely on these." As she spoke, she bent her index finger and pointed to the paper in the old man's hand.

Old Man Bao looked at her for a while, and then looked at the piece of paper, his expression was indistinguishable.

Deng Lingyun, who was standing on the side, looked itchy and said in his heart: There are hundreds of messages in this old man's stomach, what did the young lady tell him? It's not going to be to tell him the smile and laugh away.

Within a few days of staying with Su Musha, this cranky ability went up several floors.

"The old man wants to check the authenticity of your news first."

Old Man Bao stopped smiling, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes became deeper in the silence.

"Yes," Su Musha generously agreed, "this...... It's a gift from me to your old man," she pointed back at Deng Lingyun after speaking, "If you intend to do this business, let him sue me." We'll talk about the details later. ”

After saying this, Su Musha no longer fell in love with the stack, got up and dressed up, and stepped out of the door, Deng Lingyun followed step by step, feeling a little trance.

What's going on? Miss, but she sold a message to a news dealer who specializes in selling news?

It's not ...... Do you sell grain to those who farm the land, and game to those who hunt?

It's too capable!

"Miss, what did you write on that piece of paper for Mr. Bao?" Deng Lingyun finally couldn't help but ask curiously.

Su Musha said lightly: "It's nothing, it's just a simple description of Dongfang Yun's pretended poisoning and Dongfang Yi's pretending to steal pearls." ”

"Huh?"

"Uncle Deng, since I entered the gate of Yongjing, I have a feeling of crossing the river by feeling the stones," Su Musha said, "I don't know anything about the big and small events that happened in this place, and I don't move the layout of the imperial court at all, I can only wait passively, and I can't take the initiative to attack." ”

Her attitude was sincere, and the words came from the bottom of her heart, Deng Lingyun seemed to feel something, and nodded.

"If you want to take root in this place, you can't do this, if you want not to be kept in the dark, you can only be well-informed and deaf." Su Musha knew that Deng Lingyun couldn't believe it, but she would still tell him the truth whenever she had the opportunity, hoping that sincerity could be exchanged for sincerity, "If that old man Bao agrees to this matter, we won't be so wolfy, so Uncle Deng, I'll leave the next contact with Old Man Bao to you, okay?" ”

Uncle Deng, he said that he had to make up his mind as soon as possible, and he couldn't make up his mind at both ends of the first rat.

(Heroine's diary 96, July 8, listening to the play to drink tea, so what can I do to drink?) (To be continued.) )

PS: Restore fù two more, sprinkle flowers~