Chapter 40: Soybean Oil (2)

"What are the Yang family doing, I saw that their fast horse left the capital yesterday, and, it seems, they also sent something mysterious to the palace."

"I don't know, it seems that there should be something good, is it a matter of getting rich."

Early in the morning, the shopkeepers of several families in the capital mysteriously got together and studied the affairs of the Yang family's shop.

"The shopkeeper is here again, here again, from the courtyard of the Yang family, someone took a few five big and three rough slaves and sent them to the slave market."

"Ah, I see, you go down, by the way, go get a bounty of money."

"Thank you shopkeeper, thank you shopkeeper, that little one retires."

The person who came to report the news arched his body and slowly retreated.

"This is, where are the nails going to be arranged, then we."

"Go on as usual!"

Well, soon, in Chang'an, and the major markets near Chang'an, there were immediately a lot of Han slaves.

However, no one thought that this matter was broken by a little girl, even if it was the shopkeeper of the Yang family, he didn't expect that there would be such a coincidence, this little girl, just happened to meet a slave sent to the city, and she bought it.

"Damn, it's really unlucky, with a group of people like you, you have to shave your hair, old Wangtou, is it you, why didn't you shave your head?"

"It's you, okay, okay, what kind of street to scold, let me tell you, you look like this, Lang Jun doesn't like it, you, you, everything else is good, it's just this broken mouth, you say, how much you are hated by the master, is it becoming more and more worthless now."

"I, I can't control this mouth of mine, but this time, it really has nothing to do with me, isn't this a disaster!"

The quarantined man complained.

"What are you complaining about, this is for your good, who let you run into it, besides, you are in it, and you don't suffer, isn't it just to shave your hair, and also, the clothes are burned, I tell you, tomorrow, you will change into better clothes, and you still have a few days to rest, how good, I tell you, the main family, is very good, you have to control your mouth, and besides, the main family will not be in charge directly, the one who is in charge is the little girl who went to lead you, I tell you, the main family is good, it does not mean that the little girl is a kind person."

At this time, Navieh, but among these craftsmen, left a notoriety, but it is good, as a leader, it is natural to leave a notoriety, a good name, that is the business of the master's family.

"Also, that little girl, you think she hasn't been punished, she is also isolated, but this matter can't be separated from her, so she has to explain some things to us when she is isolated."

The craftsmen almost know each other, but those men are different, they are some prisoners of war, and they are transported from afar, in this life, don't expect to go home, even, they, do they still have a home, so, in fact, their hearts are dead, so good, every time Yang Qiao treats them as well, they will be grateful, and Wei Ye, a little girl, is very good at picking people, and the ones she picks are all people who can be grateful.

Although these people are still not enough, they are enough to use in important places.

Also, after investigation, Yang Qiao found that the cheap old man did not plant nails between these craftsmen, but if he wanted to plant nails among technicians, it seemed that it was really not easy, this nail was in conflict with the profession of craftsman, as for why there was a conflict, Yang Qiao couldn't say clearly, he just knew so.

Standing in the distance, Yang Qiao listened to their loud conversation, yes, he could only talk loudly, because isolation, even if it is separated by a shogun, there must be a distance of more than five steps between the two, and people are all creatures who are afraid of death, especially for unknown viruses.

Naturally, this plague is the one that they fear the most, and the sight of corpses and bones is the worst thing in the legend.

Listening to what they were talking about, Yang Qiao nodded slightly, now, it is almost considered that the discipline has been established, the rules have been established, although it is still relatively rough, but this is a very good phenomenon.

In fact, whether it is a family, a country, or an army, this discipline and rules are indispensable, why, several important uprisings in history have not been successful, it is not that there is no discipline and no rules at all.

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"Little Niang, come here, count to the eldest sister, yesterday the eldest sister taught you how many to count, what, forgot, Xiaoniang, you come over to me, don't think that there is a big man to protect you, the eldest sister can't do anything to you, the eldest sister told her mother, during the day, you play with the big lang, and at night, it will be under the control of the eldest sister."

"Brother, look, look at the eldest sister, the little lady is so scared."

"Okay, okay, little sister, at night, my brother can't help it, no matter how cute you are, you won't be able to sell cute."

"I don't like my brother anymore, my brother is a bad guy and a bad guy, and the baby is so scared."

Well, it's a story that plays out every night in their house.

What, why didn't Yang Qiao sleep in a separate bed with the eldest sister, mother and others.

It's almost there.

"Alas, Da Lang, when you marry your daughter-in-law, this family will not be so lively, and when the time comes, you two will be in the next room, which is your new house."

Well, don't be shy.

In fact, in Yang Qiao's previous life, before the nineties, the family was honest with each other, which was a kind of normality, although there was etiquette in the family, but the mother was not a daughter of the family, and the cheap father, since the mother married, he was a sick seedling, and it was good to be able to teach his mother some words, as for etiquette, does he have that ability!

Moreover, Yang Qiao looks at her mother, the eldest sister, especially the younger sister, if you want to say that the bed is divided, it is estimated that everyone will be unhappy.

However, recently, in some of Wei Ye's unintentional speeches, whether it is the eldest sister or the mother, in fact, they have begun to avoid Yang Qiao a little, for example, some belly pockets designed by Yang Qiao, they are no longer willing to take them off at night.

Yang Qiao breathed a sigh of relief, this is not a temptation, but a crime, you know, in his previous life, he was not a Guanzhong person, he didn't dare to look at the body of his relatives of the opposite sex.

Whenever someone in the village made a joke, Yang Qiao would leave with a red face, this is too shameful.

That, you forget, you didn't eat at the time, you fed milk, you ate until you were four years old, well, there were people who ate until you were a teenager.

In fact, the human body is beautiful, the key is what you think, and only those idlers will think twice.

Is Yang Qiao an idler, naturally, but Yang Qiao is not the one who thinks twice, but his mother always comes to Yang Qiao, just to see his blushing face.

Yang Qiao searched his mind, why is he like this, why did his mother say that in the past, Yang Qiao liked to look at his mother, but now, he actually avoided his mother's gaze.

Hey, there is, what does this sentence mean, this kid, the culture is too high, and he seems to be a little unable to keep up, this should be a sentence in the Book of Poetry "Mourn your parents, give birth to me." ”

This is a sentence that Yang Qiao often said after his father's death, after Yang Qiao fell ill, knowing that he would not live long, and even, he looked at his mother, he needed to remember well, this person who breastfeeds himself, life and life, does not want to forget his mother, perhaps, his interpretation is, mother, you are so good to me, I want to repay you, but unfortunately, there is nothing I can do, the original meaning of this sentence is definitely not so, but here, this kid, really can't find the most suitable verses to sigh, so it brought a lot of trouble to Yang Qiao.

"Mother, mother, you are the greatest, you put on your clothes, okay, I don't eat anymore, mother, you can rest assured, I will honor you forever."

"Hehe, baby, my mother is not worried that you will not honor my mother, my mother is just a little sad, is it that my mother is not attractive."

"Mother, attraction, hug, hug."

Okay, the little sister will interrupt, run up, and suck the milk, little sister, not weaned yet.

In fact, the idea of motherhood seems to be the case for many people in later generations.

"Baby, come, suck milk, suck milk," whether this baby is ten years old, or eighteen, it's a pity, this kind of thing, I haven't seen it for decades, why, there is no brother to rely on, living sister, mother does it again, it doesn't seem right, but, if there is a younger brother and sister sucking milk, it's normal, and even, there will be some coaxing old ladies on the side, in fact, there are no bad intentions, it's just a boring spice.