Cheng Shi closed the car door stupidly, thinking that he was too suspicious, and with just a few breaths of effort, he could still rob people under their noses. But they are not afraid of robbery, this kind of trick will not last long, at most they will be able to find that Dongfang is gone, and it will be too late to chase after it

Cheng Shi was in a bad mood because he thought too much, he was not used to Xu Qiu, and said at the moment: "The car should hurry up, and it will rest after walking for a while." ”

Inside the car, Dongfang slowly spread out his clenched fists, revealing the paper hidden in his fingertips. The paper is a light blue style among ten brute papers, and a small pill is wrapped in the middle. He was not in the mood to admire the beautiful piece of paper, nor to inquire into what the medicine was, but to read the words: if he had the chance, he would put the medicine in their meals.

The car door was pulled open again, and Dongfang's hands trembled, and his expression was wolfless. In this unexpected situation, he had no time to tear off the paper or hide the pill.

Cheng Shi snatched these two things from his hands, and said viciously: "Sure enough, there is fraud!" He lowered his voice and threatened, "I'll be honest with you!" After saying that, he turned to the two junior disciples: "The idea is piercing, and you can get to Yongjing tomorrow." I still have enough dry food on my body, so I won't go to the store tonight. You two make your moves a little brighter, but don't go to the gutter at the city gate and capsize. ”

The two responded, Cheng Shi slammed the car door shut, got on the horse and walked again.

Dongfang's body leaned back slowly, and finally leaned against the wall of the car, staring at the roof of the car expressionlessly.

He thought of the scene just now: the two wheels could not advance or retreat together, and with a terrible cry, a small hand stretched out from the window of the car next to him and threw a ball of paper to him. Through the gap in the curtain, he clearly saw Su Mu's face, and he was embarrassed that she screamed so badly, and he was still squeezing his eyebrows and making expressions on his face.

Seeing her at this time, Dongfang was still a little surprised, obviously he had already refused her help, but he didn't expect her to follow.

Dongfang took two deep breaths and secretly thought to himself: It seems that this Su girl is really dedicated to the Xiaoxiao Gang.

After this incident, Cheng Shi and his entourage became much more vigilant, and they no longer let the horses go forward on their own as before, and were not in a hurry to hurry. They urged the horses to run in the direction of Yongjing, and drove out more than 20 miles in one breath, and only then slowed down when the horses' feet were tired.

In this way, he hurried quickly and slowly, and drove out more than 100 miles in two hours. Instead of throwing themselves into the shop, they made do with it all night in a wagon. The next morning, I got on the road again, calculated the distance, and waited for a village in front of me, and arrived at the suburbs of Yongjing.

After walking on the official road for a while, I turned two more corners, and I saw Pingyang in front of me. There is no sorghum on both sides of the official road, but the hillside that is neither high nor low. Along the hillside, rows of thatched houses are erected. Wisps of green smoke floated out of the chimney of the grass house, and the whole place was shrouded in smoke from a distance.

As they approached on horseback, they gradually saw busy workers looming in the mist, steaming cauldrons and high wooden terraces, under which long salt hangings of snow-white, like icicles under the eaves of a winter day.

On the section of the official road in front of it, there were large patches of oilcloth, which were piled with white salt, and they were spread all over the ground, like snow. In this way, the road is occupied by salt.

Yanxia Villa is located in Yangzhou, facing the sea, and these disciples have not seen the scene of workers drying sea salt by the sea. At this time, when they saw this place, these people knew that it was the inland salt workers who were making salt from the salt wells.

But the salt has been dried on the official road, and how can this be opened to traffic.

Xu Qiu chanted slowly: "The grass and trees in the halogen are white, and the green ones are salty and smoked. The official work has both Cheng and boils salt and smoke in Sichuan. Jijing is full of years, and the day of the car is repeated. From the public to fight 300, to Hu 6,000. The gentleman is cautious, and the villain is bitter. I He Liang sighed, physics is natural. [Note 1]

This poem was written by a poet of the previous dynasty, and it is rumored that the poet heard that there was a salt well nearby on his way to a certain place, so he made a special detour to visit it. He witnessed the hard work of the salt workers and the exploitation of the people by the government, and wrote this poem with feelings.

Xu Qiu is obviously very familiar with this poem, not only can he recite it casually, but also highly admire the meaning of the poem: "The salt workers are really hard, in comparison, we are much more leisurely, ashamed." ”

Cheng Sha and the others had long been accustomed to the behavior of this junior brother dropping his bookbag at every turn, and when he heard this, Sha Qing said disdainfully: "What is the identity of these bitter haha, how can they be compared with us." Of course they have worked hard, otherwise why would they say that glory and wealth are good, everyone wants it. ”

Xu Qiu didn't answer this conversation, only shook his head and repeated it: "I He Liang sighed, physics is natural. ”

Cheng Shi frowned secretly on the side, and said in his heart: One or two are not worry-free. Xu Qiu's kid can't tell the priorities, why the second junior brother is also entangled, and he still has spare time to make flowers.

Naturally, he didn't have the leisure to borrow the scenery to express his lyricism, he just wanted to continue on his journey, so he asked in a loud voice: "Who is responsible here, how to go if the road is blocked?" ”

There was a salt official standing next to the official road, who was supervising the work with his elbows in his chest, and after listening to Cheng Shi's words, he shook off the whip in his hand and scolded: "What are you arguing about!" Don't you see that the big guys are too busy to spare their hands! ”

As if to prove his words, I saw the salt workers sweating like rain in the smoke and fire.

Someone was in charge of wringing the water, shook off his arms and exerted his force, and the wheels flew around. Someone else was in charge of collecting the water, and he covered the cowhide and lowered it into the well with a giant bamboo attached to the rope, and after a moment it was drawn up and poured. Collect the brine back and forth like this. Droplets of sweat the size of beans rolled down the faces and arms of the workers who collected the water, and fell straight to the dust, but they didn't have time to wipe them.

And the person who carried the water did not dare to slack off, and it seemed that there were 300 catties of poles pressed on his shoulders, but he still flew under his feet, shuttling between the well room and the stove room.

The open space in front of the door was full of firewood, and there was a large iron pot, and the water vapor wafting from the pot smoked people's faces white. The water vapor drifted in the wind, spreading in the air, and a few people sniffed it, and there was a salty and bitter smell.

Compared with these workers, the salt officer looked much more refreshed, he shook his legs on the side of the road, and said angrily: "Hurry to reincarnate, you can't wait!" ”

"You old egg-killer!" Sha Qing was uncontrollable, and he happened to be on the side of the salt official, how could he bear it after listening to the salt official's words, and immediately scolded.

Cheng Shi frowned slightly, and he was about to play a round, you must know that no matter how small this salt official is, he is also an official, and the people don't fight with the officials, not to mention that they still have important things to do. He even stopped Sha Qing with his eyes, and then arched his hand at the salt official: "Official, please make it convenient, we are in a hurry to Yongjing, and the city gate will be closed when it is late." ”

The salt officer squinted at them and snorted from his nose: "What kind of bird he just said is not a good thing." ”

Cheng Shi listened to these suggestive words, and had no other way, so he dismounted and walked to the side of the salt official, and stuffed the hanging copper plate to him. Yan Guan nodded in understanding: "Forget it, adults don't care about villains," he raised his voice and asked, "Lao Liu, how long do you have to dry?" ”

The salt worker named "Lao Liu" ran over and said breathlessly: "It's almost fast, just a little while." ”

The salt officer let out an "um" and said in a strange tone: "I heard it." ”

Cheng Shi couldn't, and retreated to the horse, and saw Xu Qiu jumping out of the car with great interest, as if he wanted to get closer, Sha Qing sat on the horse, leaned over to stop, and said angrily: "What are you running blindly!" This place smells bad enough, you don't have enough, you still want to move forward! ”

"Yo!" The salt official didn't like to hear this, and immediately said in a weird manner, "Grandpa, I don't dislike it." I don't like to smell it, and I don't want to eat salt for the rest of my life! ”

[Note 1]: "Salt Well", Du Fu's poem