In the end, it was not the 'guilt' that Zhou Wang Jibian was about to announce, although the husband was very able to say that a man of eloquence like Mr. Yang Zhu would be speechless, but it was difficult for her to change her mind in such a short period of time; no one knew that the flea girl with a strong appearance actually had a soft girl's heart, and no one knew that in those days in Shouyang Mountain, the 'flea brother' who would not frown his eyebrows when he raised his sword and killed people during the day had how many times he dreamed back at midnight and screamed. Father and mother's wake up. Is there any child in the world who does not want to fall into the warm arms of his parents? The deeper the hatred, the deeper the love

The rain was heavier, but the fleas did not mean to go down the city, it seemed that Luoyi in the rain was very beautiful, and it was worth her to stay and appreciate. However, her gaze did not stop at the towering Heavenly Palace, and she did not glance at the Jiuding coveted by the princes, but looked at the city gate.

Looking through the drizzle, the flow of carriages and horses at the city gate was extremely scarce, several Zhou soldiers in charge of guarding were dozing off with Changge, and there was only a thin horse playing in the mud in front of the city gate, and it was extremely difficult to walk towards the city gate.

This horse was not a strong war horse, it was born thin and short, and even more than half of the horse's hair had been lost, and it was difficult to pull a small cart; The old master was whipping the horse, while a young man was pushing the carriage desperately, hoping to lighten the horse's burden a little and let it cross the mud.

On the carriage were two small half-man-high wooden barrels and a stack of black bowls placed in a wooden basin, the lid of which was half-concealed, and a faint sweet smell came from the barrel. Warm and warm. It penetrated the rain and fog and went straight to the city. Bai Dong gently shrugged his nose. Sniff out that this bucket is filled with sweet syrup, it is the most common snack in this era, boil the water for washing rice, put in some stamens and caramel to make it, a big bowl only costs half a dollar, drink it to warm up the body, but also to be full, there are people in the market in front of Baijiazhuang who specialize in selling this. It seems that the father and son specialize in selling sweet syrup. Because of the rain, seeing that noon is about to pass and you can't enter the city, if you pass the meal, it will be difficult to sell this car of sweet syrup, and a trip back and forth in vain is equivalent to losing all your money.

This is not a dog~ blood sensational picture, the father and son's idea is very simple, hurry into the city, sell their sweet syrup as much as possible, and then you can exchange some food and daily necessities to go back, otherwise the family is afraid that they will be hungry. For them. It doesn't matter who is the Son of Heaven in the world, it doesn't matter who occupies Hexi in Wei or Qin, whether there is a new overlord in Huaxia, and whether there is another famous Western monarch in the Western Regions These so-called major events are not as important as these two barrels of sweet syrup on the carriage.

Looking through the layers of rain and fog, the sideburns of the old father who was driving the car were pale, but he was still struggling to raise the whip. Every few times I beat the horse's buttocks, I will habitually rub my sore waist a few times; The young man was full of black hair, but the wrinkles on his face were much deeper than those of the recently pampered Bai Longye, and he pushed the carriage desperately, shouting in his mouth and exerting strength in his arms, but this horse was too old, and his four hooves were stuck in the mud, and he just couldn't take a step. The young man licked his lips and looked at his father with a hopeful face, the old man sighed, took out a corn flour cake from his arms, handed it to his son, and said, "Eat, eat to have strength." ”

"Dad, you haven't eaten yet, I'm young, I'm not hungry, I will be rich if I go to the city and sell sweet syrup, we can buy a lot of grain and noodles and go back, so that my mother and sister can eat enough" The young man lied with drool, but he couldn't keep his mouth shut.

"Silly son, the hour is going to pass" The old man took the hard dough cake handed back by his son, looked up at the sky, and his face was full of sadness.

The soldier who was resting under the city gate sneered: "Old Mugen, little Mugener, don't look at what weather it is today, you want to make money and want to go crazy, right?" It's going to be past noon, and if you walk like this, I'm afraid it's useless to enter the city? According to our statement, these sweet syrups are still divided among the brothers, so as not to spoil them, how easy it should be for you to go back empty, and you can also catch up for dinner, right? ”

Laughing and laughing, a few soldiers were about to come over to grab the pulp to eat, but Lao Mugen jumped out of the car in a panic and waved his hand again: "Don't dare, don't dare!" A few soldiers will be kind enough to let us go, and the family will count on these two buckets of sweet syrup" For a while, Zhou Bing's jokes and abuses, and the pleading voices of Lao Mugen's father and son were endless.

"I'm going to have sweet syrup."

Flea suddenly turned his head and glanced at Bai Dong, and said seriously.

"How much can you eat?"

"Two barrels are enough."

"So much?"

"That's all, will you buy it for me?"

"Buy, of course!"

A few Zhou soldiers who were around Lao Mugen and wanted to snatch the sweet syrup suddenly felt a cold on the back of their necks and were thrown out one by one like straw men, and then Xiao Mugen saw a person with a missing arm, this person looked very vicious, and he still wore a sword on his waist, which made him a little scared, and thought that this person was also going to rob his sweet syrup to eat, and was about to beg, but this person took out a handful of copper coins and stuffed them into his hand: "Lao Tzu didn't bring too much money out today, two hundred Qin Guo yuan, enough to buy your sweet syrup?" ”

"It's enough enough, I don't dare to ask for so much money from Mr."

Lao Mugen's father and son almost thought they were dreaming, this is two hundred Qin State yuan? Not to mention just two barrels of sweet pulp, even two buckets full of corn are enough to buy. Lao Mugen trembled and took out one hundred and fifty Qin Yuan to return it to Nie Zhu, our family is poor, but even if you are hungry, you can't deceive the guests, this is a principle that cannot be changed!

"Scratch! Lao Tzu said that two hundred dollars is two hundred dollars, do you dare to bargain? Nie Zhu glared fiercely: "Why don't you put it away quickly?" provoked Lao Tzu's temperament and knocked over your sweet pick, which is not a copper coin! "He is also a bitter man from the bottom, he knows too well how 'hateful' these poor beloved families are with only bones left, you can't be fierce to this kind of honest person!

"This gentleman"

Watching Nie Zhu take a few big men to move the sweet pulp bucket under the city gate and present it to a young nobleman and beautiful woman waiting there, Lao Mugen's eyes widened unconsciously. He may not have known the woman who picked up the wooden spoon and drank the sweet syrup. But that young nobleman is a big man who everyone in Luoyi City!

I remember a few days ago he went into Luoyi to sell sweet syrup. Business was doing well that day. Even some royal nobles who are rarely seen on weekdays bought his sweet syrup to drink; Not because of how delicious his sweet syrup was, but because these royal nobles waited to welcome this Western Monarch Baizi, because they waited too long, and the hot wine they brought was cold, just because his sweet syrup was warm enough

As soon as this Xijun Baizi comes, my sweet syrup will be sold

Lao Mugen's idea is the most simple, and he has been kind to Bai Dong from the heart, and he is not lucky enough today. When I went out, it rained, and I thought I was going to go for nothing, but I didn't expect that it was this white man who bought his sweet syrup. Let's take a look, those Zhou Bing who wanted to snatch his sweet syrup were all trembling with fright, what kind of powerful character is this legendary Xijun Baizi? Lao Mugen didn't know, he only knew that this Baizi was a good person and a great benefactor of his family.

"Big, Baizi Baizi is watching us" Old Mugener was ~ swimming, and Xiao Mugen was already trembling and screaming.

He saw Bai Dong and Flea drinking sweet syrup with relish, and were secretly swallowing saliva. I wonder if I can take a bite too? There was still half a pot of sweet syrup in his gourd, and he suddenly saw Bai Dong turn his head to look at him, and smiled at himself. Is this worth it? The big man who made the Zhou royal family have to be careful to greet actually smiled at himself! Xiao Mugen'er grinned, subconsciously wanted to jump up, and some wanted to cry, but finally trembled and looked for his father.

"Old man, don't be in a hurry to leave when the sweet syrup is sold. Today, the Son of Heaven will ascend to the throne, but all the people of the Zhou Dynasty can watch, and the royal family will take care of the food. ”

Bai Dong smiled and nodded to the old Mugen father and son: "Your sweet syrup is good, especially when it comes at the right time, I like it very much." When you go to the Baijia branch in Luoyi City, just say that I said, let your son get a job, your son is a filial son, I like it very much. ”

"Thank you, thank you Bai Zi Mugen'er, don't stand, kowtow to Bai Zi!"

In the pre-Qin era, there was no bad habit of kowtowing when seeing aristocratic officials, even aristocratic officials only dared to take ox carts and carriages, and never dared to sit in a sedan chair to take people as animals. Now Lao Mu Gener regards Bai Dong as a benefactor, and shouts to his son to kowtow, kowtow quickly! After all, he is also half of a 'businessman', this time Bai Dong entered Luoyi and caused a lot of trouble in the city, how could he not know what it means to work in the Bai family trading company? Now I don't know how many neighbors I have to envy to death can work in the Bai family trading company, which is more promising than being a petty official in Luoyi, I heard that there are white 'New Year's grain' and 'New Year's meat' to receive during the New Year.

"The husband just said a word to make the father and son so happy, I don't know how many people will envy them, am I lucky to be able to marry someone like you?"

When the flea got into the car, he suddenly turned his head and said, "Actually, I also envy the old Mugen father and son." ”

"I know"

Bai Dong nodded, relieved. In fact, he has to thank the old Mugen father and son is real, as he said, this father and son came at the right time, a bucket of sweet syrup is not only the throat, but also the family affection that the fleas have been hiding in the snow for a long time.

"Just ask my husband to arrange for me to meet him, what are you looking at me like this? People just want to ask where his mother is buried, and I will go to pay homage to his mother."

"That's right, I should also go and worship my mother-in-law."

"What is a mother-in-law?"

"Ah, that's what my grandmother meant, the new words I invented haven't been added to "Baizi Xinyu" yet."

Bai Dong smiled, and his heart was indescribably happy. (To be continued......)

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