In the middle of his thoughts, Yang Yi had already arrived in the West Market, and the coachman quickly took him outside the paper mill as instructed.

Yang Yi was worried when he got out of the car, but he saw that the door of the paper mill was closed, and no one answered after knocking on the door for a long time. I don't know what to do at the moment, there are not many paper mills in the capital, and Yang Yi knows such a one.

"Male... Childe, a childish voice behind him called softly.

Yang Yi turned his head, and there was a half-height boy standing behind him, dressed very plainly, holding a large box around his waist, Yang Yi was puzzled: "Bean bag? ”

The kid nodded, wasn't it the pastry boy who was looking for Li Yan to collect debts when Yang Yi went to Guozixue to meet Li Yan?

Yang Yi smiled and said, "You still remember me, is your sister's illness cured?" ”

Doubao nodded, a little embarrassed: "Thanks to the silver given to me by the son that day, my sister finally got better after seeing the doctor, wait for me... When I have money, I will return it to my son. ”

Yang Yi said: "Well, it's okay if the person is fine, as for repaying the money, there is no need, anyway, the money is Li Yan's, and he can't pay it back if you want to pay it back now in Jiangnan." ”

"My mother said that if you borrow money from others, you must pay it back." Doubao said firmly, but thinking that selling some bean cakes on weekdays was only enough for himself and his sister to make a living, it was very difficult to save money to pay off debts.

Yang Yi touched the head of the bean bag and smiled: "That's not in a hurry, it's not too late to pay me back when you make money in the future." ”

Doubao said "um", and suddenly thought of something and said, "Childe, I see that you are calling the door here, do you want to buy paper?"

"Well, by the way, do you know this family? Know where they went? ”

"I don't know, I closed the door yesterday, and I heard that it seems to be going back to my hometown to visit relatives." Bean Bao Road.

Yang Yi moved his nose, this is troublesome, if you can't buy the paper back, you will be read by the old master for several days.

"Childe, I have paper at home!"

"You have?"

"Well, you come with me, my house is not far ahead."

Doubao was very enthusiastic, Yang Yi couldn't, so he had to follow him suspiciously to his house to have a look.

Doubao's home lives in the middle of nowhere, and the remoteness makes people suspect that this is a secret contact location of an underground party. I don't know how many turns I made in the extremely narrow alley passage, how many low eaves I passed, and I stepped on countless sundries, and finally arrived at Doubao's house.

"Sister! Younger sister! We're here! Doubao shouted loudly before he entered the house, as if he was very happy about the fact that there were guests in the house, and it was no wonder that no one wanted to come to such a place.

After a while, the low door creaked open, and a little black girl poked her head out, and when she saw the bean bag for the first time, she excitedly said, "Brother! I'm back so early today! ”

Doubao smiled: "There are guests coming to our house today, let the guests in quickly." ”

"Brother, who is he?" The little girl looked at Yang Yi and asked with some vigilance.

"He's the son I told you to pay for your treatment."

"Is that him?" The little girl still didn't seem to believe it, she still stood at the door and didn't move, staring at Yang Yi with her eyes still not believing.

Doubao was stunned for a moment, and said to Yang Yi with some embarrassment: "I'm sorry, son, my sister has been scared by the turtle slave in the brothel several times..."

"Am I like a turtle slave?" Yang Yi quipped.

"No, no, no!!" Doubao waved his hand, his head shaking like a rattle: "I... I mean, the brothel boss always comes to my house with a turtle slave and wants to buy my sister..."

When the little girl heard this, she hid behind Doubao, and shouted a little scared: "Brother..."

Yang Yi immediately understood what the situation was, the brothel would always find some young girls to go back, and she would be trained from a young age, and she would be able to become a **** but experienced prostitute in the future, and she was very popular in the hook bar.

Doubao's sister looks black and dirty, but Yang Yi can see that this girl has good facial features between her eyebrows, and she is definitely a beautiful embryo when she grows up. Just calling the little girl is seven or eight years old at most, but I didn't expect the brothel to start staring at it.

Yang Yi smiled bitterly, squatted down and looked at the little girl, trying to make herself look kind, and said, "Little sister, don't be afraid, my brother is not a bad person, do you think my brother looks like a bad person?" ”

I don't want the little girl to nod without the slightest hesitation: "Well, like!" ”

"Huh? Yang Yi didn't squat for a while, and almost fell.

After Doubao's repeated explanations and his own assurances, Yang Yi finally entered the house.

The room was very small, and Yang Yi needed to bow slightly to stand inside, but the room was very clean, and everything was neatly placed in a small space, although there were not many things.

The air was filled with the smell of dampness, which Yang Yi could get used to, because his palace residence was a little damp all year round.

"Thank you." Yang Yi took the bench that the little girl carefully handed over, and finally didn't have to bow over.

Yang Yi looked at the little girl with a wary look in embarrassment and asked, "What's your name?" ”

"Bean curd." The little girl replied.

"Bean buns and bean curd, it's good." Yang Yi takes care of the surrounding environment.

At this time, the coffee that had been wandering around the door of the house slowly turned in.

"Wow? This cat is so cute! The little girl saw the coffee and hugged it.

"Cute, huh?" Yang Yi said with a smile.

The little girl nodded vigorously and asked, "What's its name?" ”

"Coffee Cat."

"What a strange name... Why is it so fat?...."

Children are like this, just now they regarded Yang Yi as a slave in the hook pen, and now they are talking to Yang Yi very enthusiastically, maybe she thinks that the person who can raise such a cute little white cat must not be a bad person.

While talking, the bean bags that had been brewing in the house for a long time finally came out.

"Wow~~~" Doubao threw a lot of things in his arms on the ground and said, "Childe, you want to take as much of these papers as you want!" ”

Yang Yi walked up and squatted down, rummaging in a pile of chores for a long time, almost not crying. The paper taken out of the bean bag is all some waste paper, which is the remnants of the papermaking process, and cannot be used to write official documents at all.

Seeing Doubao looking at him expectantly, Yang Yi didn't want to hit him, so he asked casually, "Where did you get so much paper?" "Daguang's paper is more popular, but it is not something that poor people like bean bags can afford.

"I picked it up!"

Yang Yi said strangely: "Picked it up? I looked at the waste paper on the ground again, although these papers are wasted, as long as they are processed again, they are also recycled paper, how can anyone abandon them indiscriminately?

Seeing that Yang Yi was strange, Doubao was a little anxious, he thought that Yang Yi suspected that he had stolen these papers, and said eagerly: "Last time, in the alley in front of us, a carriage pulled a lot of papers. ”

Seeing that Yang Yi was still puzzled, Doubao said again: "There is not only paper, but also tree bark, linen, oil drums, and the carriage is filled with too much, and the paper flies everywhere when the wind blows, and the groom can't pick it up and leak a lot." ”

Yang Yizheng wanted to explain that he had not misunderstood, but he listened to Doubao and said seriously: "I know the groom, it is the newly opened Chinese embroidery groom, he said that pulling these things back is to make firewood, and told me not to talk nonsense!" But I really didn't steal it...."

"Wait, who pulled it away?" Yang Yidao.

"Medium... The coachman of Chinese embroidery. ”

Yang Yi thought for a while and said, "Did you say that there was an oil drum in the car, which was filled with oil?" ”

"The yellow paint oil is very smelly, and it definitely doesn't taste good when cooking."

Yang Yi didn't speak, what the bean bag said should be grease, of course you can't cook, and it's okay to add waste paper and wood to burn the fire, but although your embroidery workshop is high-end, it is not high-end enough to use paper to cook and cook, and it is far away from the embroidery workshop, who will run so far to pull a bunch of papermaking waste back? This matter is strange inside and out, and the most important thing is that the groom actually warned Doubao not to tell anyone else, does this not know that there is an ulterior secret in this matter?

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