Baozi They stopped, stood under the woods to enjoy the shade, wiped the sweat from their foreheads, and by the way saw who the warriors were.

Dare to walk under the sun under such a scorching sun, Baozi respects them as a man.

Soon under their watch, a convoy emerged from the woods, about two dozen of them, including slaves driving the cart and warriors guarding them.

These slaves drove nearly ten wagons, large and small, all of which were piled high with salutes, except for the people, and trembled as they passed through the potholes.

A housekeeper looked like a strong man who was afraid that the box would fall, and from time to time he turned back and reprimanded the slaves who drove the carriage, saying that the box would fall and they would pay for their lives.

The slaves were shirtless, barefoot, and sweat beaded from their sun-tanned skin.

What made them look at the buns was that at the front of the line, there was a slave carrying a little fat man who was older than his grandson.

The little fat man was naked, and there was a slave next to him who was holding an umbrella for him, and a slave who was fanning him.

Rao is like this, the little fat man is still sweating, and he looks listless.

Behind them, several slaves carried two bamboo sedan chairs with awnings.

On the bamboo sedan chair on the left sat a half-old, with a slightly cold face and raised lips, looking like a ruthless character.

However, the ferocity of her face was now defeated by the heat, and she urged the slave to fan the fan from time to time, and the bamboo fan in her hand also kept fanning.

There was a man sitting in the bamboo sedan chair on the right, he was much calmer in such weather, his right hand rubbed the long sword next to the bamboo sedan chair, turned his head and said something to the guard.

The warriors of the guards were all on horses, fanning the wind from time to time, obviously impatient, until they saw a few children in the shade of the trees on the side of the road.

The little fat man on the slave's back also came to life, pointing to the little grandson who was holding a gourd and drinking water, and shouted: "Water, there is water, I want to drink water." ”

Holding a wine gourd, taking a sip of water from time to time, and then making a comfortable "ah" sound, the little grandson was frightened and hid behind the bun with his little short legs.

The samurai had already rushed up, and the man at the head sat down on his horse and asked, "Son, where do you live?"

Baozi pointed in the direction of the town not far away, and the warriors saw a corner of the town among the branches of the trees, and their faces showed bitter joy.

The man at the head turned around and shouted, "My lord, there is a town ahead, we can take a rest." ”

The half-aged sitting in the sedan chair stopped fanning, "Really, go, go." She slapped her fan against the slave urging the sedan chair.

The tired slaves gritted their teeth, quickened their pace, and walked towards the buns with a "squeak".

The carriage behind also quickened its pace, and the salute on the carriage was even more bumpy, and the slaves who drove the carriage were inevitably whipped by the warriors.

The beaten slaves did not dare to resist, so they could only follow as quickly as possible without bumps, and secretly cursed in their hearts why this road was so potholed.

Everyone hurried to the town to rest, but the little fat man could not wait, clamored for water, and struggled from the slave to the ground as he passed the buns.

After landing on the ground, the little fat man stepped forward and reached over to grab the gourd in the little grandson's hand.

Of course, the little grandson didn't give it, hugged his hands tightly, and looked at the little fat man in surprise, he couldn't imagine that he would come to grab it without saying a word.

The little fat man who couldn't get it was unceremoniously, relying on himself being fatter than the little grandson, reaching out to push the little grandson, and after letting him sit on the ground, he immediately put the gourd in his hand to his mouth and raised his head to take a sip.

The sweet and cool well water entered his throat, and the heat disappeared, so that the little fat man couldn't help but moan.

He opened his mouth wide and wanted to drink again, but the reacted bun grabbed the gourd and stopped him, "Hey, how do you rob things." Bun said.

"Why are you robbing me? The little fat man grabbed it and didn't let go, staring at the bun with confidence.

"You..."Baozi has never seen such a cheeky person, and he actually hit a rake, "This, this is ours." ”

At this time, the little friend had already helped the little grandson up, and looked around at the little fat man with an angry face.

"I bought this gourd and said, how much is it, my family is not bad for money. The little fat man grabbed the gourd and said to the bun proudly.

Now although Baozi loves money, he admits death, he can't get used to the behavior of this little fat man, "Why are you robbing us of our things!?"

"yes, why?" The children of the town carried the fish baskets on their backs and yelled at the little fat man.

The little fat man was only a little older than the youngest grandson, and he was really a little panicked when he was surrounded by these big children like Baozi, but the adults of his family solved the siege in time.

"What's the reason, the child is thirsty like this, what's wrong with drinking a sip of water, what's the big deal, it's really not okay, we will give money. ”

The bamboo sedan chair carrying the woman stopped beside her, and she looked at the buns condescendingly, "Son, return the gourd to them." ”

"No, I'm going to drink. The little fat man took the opportunity to snatch the wine gourd, hugged it in his arms, and resolutely refused to let go.

After taking a sip, he was immediately fascinated by the water in the gourd, which was even better than the jade liquid elixir.

Seeing this, the woman said to the bun: "We bought this gourd, let's talk about it, how much is it." ”

"We don't sell. Baozi said.

"Always, to them. The woman ignored the bun and turned her head to the person next to her.

The slave next to him immediately took out the money from his bosom and handed it to the bun.

The bun was just about to swallow it immediately if he refused.

This is the usual money, and the price is a wine gourd, which is only filled with inn well water that is about to bottom out.

The little grandson pulled the corner of the bun, which was enough to make them eat a big meal at his brother's place.

Baozi glanced back at his little friend, and tacitly agreed on his opinion: rich don't earn bastards.

As soon as Baozi asked for the usual money, the woman over there snorted coldly, turned her head and said to the little fat man with a smile: "Son, you can drink if you want, you can buy anything if you have money." ”

The little fat man nodded "mmmmmm" and raised his head to drink.

Baozi is not a person who is willing to give up, and it is not impossible to get back to the field after making money.

He said earnestly to the little fat man: "Fatty, your mother is right, if you have money, you can do whatever you want." ”

"In the future, when you see someone else having something good, you will go up and rob him, you know? If that person dares to talk about you, you will say that you buy it, and your family is not short of money. ”

"You have to be straightforward and say unceremoniously, understand, so that others will sell you things obediently like we do. ”

The little fat man who wiped his mouth nodded after thinking about it seriously, this idea is really good, you can get it right away if you want it.

The woman on the bamboo sedan chair felt that something was wrong, but the matter had already been done, and she didn't know what to say in front of her son for a while.

In the end, he could only snort angrily, and said to the slave unhappily: "Why don't you hurry up and hurry with the young master on your back, lazy." ”

The slave did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly carried the little fat man on his back and left, and the little fat man drank the water comfortably on his back, and his smile was about to overflow his face.

After the slaves in the back drove away, the children in the town divided the money equally and said, "You say, how will Brother Sheng slaughter this group of people who are not bad for money?"

"I don't know, if he really dares to arrogantly say that he is not bad in front of his brother, at least one or two of the nearly ten carriages will be left. A kid said.

"No, no", Baozi shook his head, "If that little fat man dares to grab it first and buy it at the inn, I estimate that he will have to leave three or four cars." ”

The little grandson put the money in his pocket, rubbed his buttocks and said, "I, I'll go and tell Brother Sheng that he bullied me and ask Brother Sheng to ask him for an extra car." ”

After that, he walked on his short legs.

Baozi also ran towards the town, and the people behind him called him, "What are you anxious about?"

"Find a gourd to fill with water, and sell him a few more gourds. Baozi said.

When the little friends in the back heard this, they followed with a bamboo basket "Hula".

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