Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Boy with the Sword

When Guan Ping heard this, he said with a smile: "Uncle Wei is too famous. Shang Jia is just a small skill of carving insects. Uncle Wei, you are brave and good at fighting, not afraid of hardships and dangers, and invincible, which is the real ability. ”

This is from the bottom of my heart.

Not to mention that Guan Ping is actually not interested in making money, even if he is interested. Guan Ping also didn't think that Shang Jia was better than joining the army or being an official.

If you have power, you will have money, but if you have money, you may not have power. For example, Mizhu has been a wealthy merchant for generations, but he must lean on the edge of the scholars. Smash the pot and sell iron to support and prepare, and fight for a future.

This is that it is better to have money than to have power.

And now it is a troubled time, and if you want to obtain the right, you need Wei Yan, a capable person. Of course, there is also his father Guan Yu, and it is precisely because Guan Yu is so powerful that Guan Ping made up his mind to eat this bowl of rice from the second ancestor.

When Wei Yan heard this, he shook his head and said, "Ping'er, you are humble, it is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice." If we don't have money and food, we're useless. The eldest brother has no food and can only go fishing, and Zhang Yide has no food and can only go hunting. ”

Wei Yan also said from the bottom of his heart, it was precisely because of the shortage of money and grain that he knew the preciousness of money and grain. And Guan Ping, a person who can make money, is really a treasure.

And Wei Yan also heard that Guan Ping is quite capable of governing the army.

Wei Yan has not only the concern of the elders for the younger generations, but also the gratitude of the benefactor who helped him in distress, and he has more sincere admiration.

There are tens of millions of people in the world, and the ability to collect wealth is like Guan Ping, and it is definitely the existence of the world's attention.

Wei Yan is not a person who talks a lot, but today is an eye-opener, so he has more words. The uncle and nephew fell asleep in this small talk.

Early the next morning, I woke up in a shaking. I shook my head, feeling a little dizzy. Turning his head to look at the shop next to him, Wei Yan had already gotten up, and the shop was neatly stacked.

Guan Ping sat up and was stunned for a while, then lifted the futon and put on his clothes. When he came to the bow of the ship, Guan Ping saw Wei Yan leading his soldiers to bury pots and cook on the shore.

"Ping'er is awake by coincidence. Rice porridge is just right, eat it while it's hot. Wei Yan looked up at Guan Ping and greeted with a smile.

The soldiers around him are no longer surprised, and the people of their own Wei get along with Guan Ping, and they are really very kind and close.

"Are there any eggs?" Guan Ping asked with a smile.

"Yes." Wei Yan nodded with a smile and said. Immediately, Guan Ping washed up, got off the boat, drank rice porridge and ate eggs. Then, as yesterday, I went to the market to sell alcohol.

There are few entertainment projects in the Han Dynasty, such as Guan Ping's gambling bureau to sell wine, it is really a big news, and it caused a sensation in Anhui City yesterday, so no one is stupid to come to the gambling game today, they all buy wine directly.

Yesterday's 1,000 catties of wine were sold, and for Wancheng, which has a population of tens of thousands, it was as insignificant as the waves in the sea.

But word of mouth spread.

People who have drunk wine, eighty or ninety percent think that Mi's wine is very good, and it is the best wine. Therefore, the 1,000 catties of wine that Guan Ping brought to the market this time were sold out in just an hour.

The wine was sold out, and of course the stall was collected and returned to the ship. When it is sold again tomorrow, Guan Ping will go to Wu County with the rest of the wine.

But just as Guan Ping was closing the stall, a teenager came to the stall. This young man has broad eyes and a broad nose, and his appearance is extremely majestic, with a burly body and strong ape arms.

The boy carried a sword, and the scabbard was very broken. His clothes were also torn and leaking everywhere. But the boy was not cold at all, but ruddy.

Such a teenager is rare in the entire Han Dynasty in Wancheng. The boy with a sword and rampant in the countryside is an evil boy and a ranger.

Wei Yan also noticed that there were several groups of rangers before, and the evil boy projected ill-intentioned glances at them, which was a matter of course, for Guan Ping, yesterday and today were just small businesses, but for ordinary people, twenty or thirty gold was already a lot of money.

But in the end, the matter was over.

Because Wei Yan is strong and resolute, and the twenty elite soldiers are also majestic, and there is a special atmosphere that has been experienced on the battlefield, so that those young people retreat in the face of difficulties.

And the young man with the sword in front of him was the first person who dared to appear in front of them as a suspected evil boy, a ranger and the like.

This instinctively aroused Wei Yan's vigilance, out of the care of the elders, coupled with Liu Bei's explanation before leaving, Wei Yan was particularly concerned about Guan Ping's safety.

Wei Yan stopped in front of Guan Ping, blocking Guan Ping behind his broad body. Wei Yan looked at the young man, and the young man also looked at Wei Yan.

Wei Yan is very imposing, if a timid person faces Wei Yan, he must be frightened, and he bows his head weakly.

The idea of several gangs of rangers and evil teenagers in Anhui City who wanted to fight Guan Ping's side was because of Wei Yan's existence, and they retreated in the face of difficulties.

But the young man with the sword stood still, he raised his head to look at Wei Yan and said, "I want to buy wine." ”

"The wine has been sold out." Wei Yan didn't let down his vigilance, shook his head and said.

"I just need a glass of wine, and I can't afford too much of it." The young man took out a string of copper coins from his bosom and said.

Copper coins are good in color and are good money. But taking it out of the boy's arms was surprising. Because if this young man had money, he shouldn't have bought a decent dress, but came to buy wine and drink?

This is a real drunkard.

But Guan Ping felt that this young man should not be a drunkard. This was Guan Ping's intuition.

Everyone has a temperament, and excellent people must have a strong momentum. Although Zhang Mengwu is very cute, he is immediately swordsman, and he is the enemy of ten thousand people.

Wei Yan is not bad either. And the young man in front of him faced Wei Yan, but he was neither humble nor arrogant, not to mention anything else, and he was very courageous.

Wei Yan just wanted to refuse, but Guan Ping pulled Wei Yan's clothes, and Wei Yan turned around and looked at Guan Ping suspiciously. Guan Ping cleaned up, and there was still a little wine left in a jar of wine. He poured the wine into his glass, no more, no less, just one glass.

"I'll send you." Guan Ping handed the wine glass to the young man.

The young man looked at Guan Ping, then shook his head, stuffed the money to Guan Ping, and at the same time took the wine glass, and said, "I never take credit when I eat and drink, and I won't ask for it in vain." ”

Guan Ping looked at the serious young man, thought about it, smiled and accepted the copper coin, and handed it to a soldier behind him.

The young man raised his glass and took a sip of wine, Ben's ruddy face suddenly turned even redder, and after a long time, he spit out a mouthful of wine, showing a look of satisfaction, and said, "Good wine." ”

Immediately, the young man drank the glass of wine, wiped his mouth casually, returned the wine glass to Guan Ping, and said, "Thank you." ”

Then the boy strode away, and soon disappeared into the crowd.

"What a strange guy." Guan Ping shrugged his shoulders and handed the wine glass to a soldier.

"This man must be quick to draw his sword." The solemnity on Wei Yan's face dissipated a little, and he said with a smile.