The reason given by the big head is ridiculous.

But in Han Xiufeng's opinion, it is a good thing that he is afraid of ghosts, if he is not even afraid of ghosts, no matter who he is or what he has no fear of at all, he really doesn't dare to take him to the capital.

Just handed over the hot potato of the big head to Han Xiufeng, Jiang Liu felt a little embarrassed, and took the initiative to ask what the Sichuan Gang should do after the ship transporting Yunnan copper arrived in Ba County, Han Xiufeng came up with the ideas that he had racked his brains these days in front of Zhu and Pan Er.

Jiang Liu didn't expect to be able to reap the benefits of helping this favor, so he immediately patted his chest and promised: "Fourth brother, I don't dare to guarantee anything else, I will be covered by what you just said!" Something went wrong, take me and ask! ”

"I'll leave it to Brother Six."

"Personally, why are you so outside?" The more Jiang Liu thought about it, the more he felt that there was something wrong with this matter, and he looked back at the big head squatting in the corner, and said as if he had made up his mind: "Fourth brother, no matter whether this thing can be done or not, you all have to go to the capital." If you're going to go so far, we don't have anything to give, or else, you can go somewhere with me and see what you can use. ”

Han Xiufeng had long felt that the Sichuan Gang was not just a group of porters selling coolies, otherwise it would be impossible to scrape together three hundred taels of silver tickets in such a short time in the morning, so he asked quietly: "Where are you going, it's not far away?" ”

"You'll know where to go with me, it's not far."

"Okay, I can't sleep here anyway."

"Let's go, if you don't leave, you're going to patrol here."

The big head really didn't want to stay at Zhuzi's house, so he subconsciously stood up: "Fourth brother, I'll go with you!" ”

"What did you just say?" Han Xiufeng asked rhetorically, and explained in an unquestionable tone: "From now on, you can't go anywhere, stay at home honestly, and help clean up when you're in a hurry." ”

"I still want to go out, your turtle son won't die!" The pillar stood on tiptoe and grabbed his ears, looked back at the Eight Immortals Table and said, "Come here, help clean up the table first, and then go wash the dishes." ”

"Don't pluck my ears, it hurts!"

……

One thing descends one thing, and he is really afraid of the pillar.

Pan Er couldn't help laughing, and was about to follow but didn't know what to say, Han Xiufeng suddenly said: "Sixth brother, Pan Er is his own person, trustworthy, and wants to go to the capital with me." ”

Jiang Liuluo paused, and then smiled: "Okay, let's go together, let's go and have a look." ”

Pan Er was not a fool, and hurriedly said, "Thank you, Sixth Brother." ”

"Let's go, don't mess with those empty heads."

Pan Erre's face was pasted with a cold ass, and he didn't dare to show the slightest dissatisfaction in front of the boss of the Sichuan Gang, so he could only grin without smiling, and followed the two out of the paper shop stupidly.

As soon as it gets dark, the streets and alleys become empty, not only are there not a single pedestrian, but everywhere you look is black.

At a glance, you can see that Jiang Liu often walks at night, and walks very fast, without even looking at his feet.

He didn't speak in front of him, and Han Xiufeng, who was following him, didn't speak, Pan Er naturally didn't dare to say anything, so he silently followed them left and right, and he couldn't tell the difference between southeast and northwest as he walked.

"When you arrive, don't squeak, I'll call the door." Jiang Liu suddenly stopped, explained and went into a dark alley.

Ba County is so big, Han Xiufeng is very familiar with it.

I know where it is under my feet, and I seem to have been here in my impression, but I can't figure out how this is far away from the dock, and the inconspicuous grocery store in front of me has a relationship with the Sichuan Gang.

Just wondering, there was a glimmer of light in the alley.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Liu's dry cough sounded, and with the help of that bit of light, I could vaguely see that he was beckoning.

Han Xiufeng relieved himself, and hurriedly took Pan Er into the alley, and walked into this usually inconspicuous grocery store through the side door at Jiang Liu's signal.

As soon as he walked into the house, before he could see what was in the house, someone behind him suddenly asked nervously: "Little Liu, why did you bring the people from the yamen here?" ”

With a bit of vicissitudes in his voice, Han Xiufeng was startled, and as soon as he turned around, he saw Jiang Liu explaining: "Uncle Nine, Han Si is his own, if it weren't for his help, how could the big head come out so easily." ”

"You can't bring it here, you're breaking the rules!"

"Uncle Jiu, they are going to the capital soon, the tea gang will not give up when they die, I will let the big head go with them, I don't know when I will come back. They're leaving soon, and it's not bad rules. ”

"Rules are rules!" An old man walked out of the gloom tremblingly, and while looking at Han Xiufeng and the others, he said coldly: "Since they have brought people, let's take him to see them, and the bad rules will be counted with you later." ”

"Uncle Nine, rules are dead, people are alive."

"Don't talk nonsense, let's watch it quickly, take what you see and leave quickly."

"Uncle Xie Jiu is complete."

The old guy snorted coldly, and when Han Xiufeng and the others did not exist, they walked into the shadows and walked into the shadows, slowly sat on the rattan chair in the corner, and closed their eyes while holding a purple clay pot.

Jiang Liu didn't want to waste time, so he reminded with an oil lamp: "Fourth brother, look at it casually, pick it at will." ”

Why don't the goods of the Eight Provinces Gang give the Sichuan Gang porters their backs, in the final analysis, they are not at ease, for fear that the Sichuan Gang porters will steal things, thinking of this, seeing the boxes in front of him, Han Xiufeng suddenly realized that this is a den of thieves, and it is a place for the Sichuan Gang to store and sell stolen goods. But no matter how many things the Sichuan Gang steals, what does it matter to him Han Xiufeng?

Han Xiufeng simply acted as if he hadn't guessed anything, and began to rummage through the cabinets with Pan Er.

"Rouge painting powder, we don't need these."

"This cotton cloth is good, you can take some back to make some clothes."

……

The grocery store looks inconspicuous from the outside, and when you go around the shelves, you find that the inside is so big, and the whole warehouse is a warehouse!

The more Pan Er looked at it, the more excited he became, the more excited he became, he just turned out a roll of cotton cloth, and then turned out a small bag of alkali-like things from a burlap bag, raised it to his nose and sniffed, and then turned around and said: "Fourth brother, this is a good thing, we are going so far away, we must be able to use it." ”

"What's that?" Han Xiufeng took the cloth bag and asked.

"Cinchona is a cure for cold and fever, and a cure for malaria! I've seen it, and you can't be wrong! ”

Cinchona cream is a good medicine, Han Xiufeng has never seen it but has heard of it, and he has the impression that he seems to have come from Nanyang, the gold is expensive, and there is an estimated pound in this cloth bag!

Han Xiufeng was overjoyed, and couldn't help laughing: "Flip through it again, and see what else we can use." ”

"You know, you put together what you just turned over."

The poor foot man of the Sichuan Gang didn't have much knowledge, he only knew what he was stealing, Jiang Liu was anxious in his ears when he heard it, and he couldn't help but come over and say: "Fourth brother, the medicine that can cure cold fever and malaria is a good thing, and you can't use it so much, why don't you give us some evenness?" ”

Medicines that can cure diseases can be sold for money!

You can't sell it in Ba County, but you can take it out and sell it out of Ba County, Han Xiufeng is really reluctant to be even with him, but thinking that these cinchona creams were stolen by them after all, and they are also their things, so he can only feel so distressed that he finds a piece of oil paper and pours out a small half.