When he arrived at the edge of the cliff where bayberry fruits were said to grow, it was almost noon, and Zhang Mingyuan took a look at the surrounding terrain and pondered for a moment.........

“.... Cough cough, uncle, how far is it from here to the county seat? Zhang Mingyuan sighed.

"Not far, not far. The time for a pillar of incense will come. The uncle was stunned for a moment, and then said, "You pick slowly, and you won't delay our trading of fruits." ”

"Oh!" Zhang Mingyuan's face turned slightly red, paused, and said: "Uncle, in fact, I have always felt that what you said is very right, and I also admire your foresight very much, in an old saying: Ginger is still old and spicy, and you do eat more salt than we young people eat rice." ”

The uncle's face darkened, and he looked up into the distance: "To be honest, I haven't eaten rice for a long time since the Japanese invaders began to control the rebellion. Suddenly, as if thinking of something, he sighed again: "Hey! When you are old, you are like you young people, you are extremely energetic, and I can't even think of you daring to climb the cliff to pick fruit now! Looking into the distance, it seemed that he had returned to that passionate era.

Zhang Mingyuan was stunned for a moment, and said with a sad face: "Uncle, I didn't mean that. I think it's useful that you poured cold water on me, and that my passionate heat has been completely extinguished by you, and I have decided to pull back from the precipice. ”

Just thinking about the courage of the year, the uncle who was immersed in the past, Leng Buding heard his frustrated words, and was stunned for a moment, and then Zihong slowly swelled his face, and the pupils of his eyes became wider and wider..........

“..... cough cough cough .... Hahaha. ”

Zhang Mingyuan endured the powerless pain of being strongly despised and despised and ridiculed, his face turned red, and instantly turned dark, and suddenly, his heart was ruthless, and he said: "Uncle, you wait!" ”

“..... cough cough cough .... Hahaha. ”

With that, he moved a little closer to the edge of the cliff.........

“..... cough cough cough .... Hahaha. The uncle held his old waist and leaned back with a straight smile, walked up quickly, tugged at Zhang Mingyuan's sleeve, clenched his fists, and said, "..... cough cough cough, Zhang Gongzi, give the old man a face, let go of the unripe fruit on the cliff! ”

Zhang Mingyuan quickly stopped, turned around, clenched his fists, bowed down in one go, and said lightly: "It's rare for uncle to have mercy." ”

“..... cough cough cough .... Hahaha. ”

Purple face...... Black-red......

Leaning slightly, the uncle who held back his smile smiled and said, "Zhang Gongzi, is this step okay?" ”

Zhang Mingyuan: "............"

...............

Could it be that I lost the pig-killing knife and couldn't eat pork?

Picking bayberry fruit on the cliff is indeed a business that makes money quickly, but compared with Xiao Mingyuan, Zhang Mingyuan still chose the latter without hesitation, after all, for him who has a plan to return, the former is too expensive.

Unexpectedly, the cliffs of the Ming Dynasty were too high.

Therefore, Zhang Mingyuan decided to solve the livelihood problem in a more elegant way, and he could not afford to take risks for the food of the gangsters.

After asking the uncle about the location of the county seat, he decided to go to the county seat to see if he could eat with his own eyes and knowledge that were hundreds of years more than those of the Ming Dynasty.

Especially when he was just ridiculed by his uncle, he made up his mind to save face, so that the uncle who was blind and elegant in making money was comparable to taking risks and high-end atmosphere.

Dashu was also impressed by his elegant way of earning money, and his curiosity was instantly aroused, and he insisted on following him into the city.

In fact, Zhang Mingyuan has no good way to make money elegantly, he just wants to try his luck, and he can only reluctantly agree to his insistence.

...............

Because I didn't delay much time on the edge of the cliff, when I arrived at the county seat, it was only three o'clock in the afternoon, and there was still time to inspect the market and list the money-making projects.

The county seat is not large, and it may be the reason why the Japanese invade for many years, it looks a little dilapidated, but on the whole, it does not affect the people who are constantly walking back and forth.

After passing through the county seat, I came to the market in the center of the county, and finally saw a more lively place. Merchants and ordinary people come and go, in an endless stream, all kinds of commodities are colorful and colorful, dazzling, so that people are overwhelmed.

There are also some small commodities smuggled from overseas that are more popular, and these small commodities that are strictly close to the reality of local life immediately attract hundreds of onlookers as soon as they are put on the market, and they are full of surprise at these unseen and unheard of new gadgets. After countless comparisons with the data of local non-characteristic goods made by a short thought in my heart, I was immediately full of curiosity about these mysterious things, and I had a strong desire to buy these novel goods. It didn't take long for him to be impressed by the good quality and low price, and the genuine goods, for a while, calling friends, inviting relatives and children to come from all directions, and surrounded these novel stalls with three layers inside and three layers outside, which were completely impassable, and after a while, they were sold out.

The scene was so lively and the people were crazy that even the well-informed Zhang Mingyuan was shocked.

No wonder the Japanese invaded every year, and the coastal cities of Daming are still very rich.

How to trade without goods and goods? Is it possible to be ridiculed by the uncle again, and then return in vain?

After hearing the noise from the street corner, Zhang Mingyuan's heart moved, he pondered for a while, and then walked to a stall selling household kitchen utensils, and after talking with the stall owner, the kind-faced stall owner did not hesitate to lend him an iron spoon, a copper basin, and of course, a lot of borrowing fees ---- half a tael of silver.

Then, I came to a relatively open place, picked up a few stones, drew a dividing line on the ground, and circled a small open space.

The uncle watched in amazement as he hummed an unknown song and was busy with interest, and his curiosity suddenly burst out............

Zhang Mingyuan took a deep breath of cold air, asked a little flustered mind, walked to the center of the venue and stood still, his mouth just opened for a moment, and then closed again..........

To be honest, I really haven't played this thousand-year-old quintessence.

I couldn't help but have the idea of retreating, and I looked up at my uncle, and saw that he was looking at him with a smile on his face, with a very unbeaten and old dick expression, and his heart was ..........

Qiang, Qiang, Qiang............

"Walk by, don't miss it. Take a look, take a look, you can't miss the time; Listen to it, stand it, and you'll want to see it.........."

....... Ahem, ahem... Hehehe, the unlucky uncle was calmly shocked at first, and finally laughed out loud unkindly..........

But fortunately, a few pedestrians were attracted.

Qiang, Qiang, Qiang............