[Chapter Word Count:3120Last Updated:2015-04-1208:00:00.0]

Seeing a trace of an impure smile on the corner of Qin Baichuan's mouth, Sister Lan's heart jumped violently, knowing that this person might have something to say to take advantage of herself, but she couldn't figure out what went wrong, so she could only blush slightly, glared at him like a ghostly complaint, turned her head and ordered.

Not long after, according to Sister Lan's instructions, Xiaohuan came out with a long tray, and there were ten heavy ingots of silver on the tray, Xiaohuan showed a sweet smile to Qin Baichuan: "Mr. Qin, this is your profit market this month." ”

"Sister Lan, what do you mean by that?" Qin Baichuan frowned.

"Mr. Qin, when you competed with Chu Xuan Chu Gongzi, I said that if you can win, I will give you a hundred taels of silver as a reward." Qin Baichuan's eyes were gloomy, and Sister Lan didn't dare to hold it up, so she said softly: "You can also use this money to buy a house and live and work in peace and contentment." ”

"Master, if you are short of money, Chu Xuan still has a few hundred taels of silver tickets here." Chu Xuan, who was standing behind Qin Baichuan without saying a word, only thought that he disliked the lack of money, hurriedly took out a few silver tickets from his arms, and handed them to Qin Baichuan with both hands.

As Sister Lan said, one hundred taels of silver in this era is enough for a family of three to spend a year, and it would be false to say that Qin Baichuan was not moved. Heartbeat to heartbeat, Qin Baichuan shook his head firmly and refused: "I have good intentions, but a gentleman loves money and takes it in the right way, you can save my urgency, but you can't save my poverty." As for Chu Xuan...... If you earn these hundreds of taels of silver by learning from the truth, and don't ask your family to ask for it, then I will accept it. ”

"Master......" Chu Xuan's face was flushed, and the master clearly accused him of not learning and not knowing.

"Count me as a advantage, I'll take ten taels of profit this month." Qin Baichuan picked up a piece of silver and was about to go downstairs.

"Sir, wait." Sister Lan hurriedly stopped him, picked up another ingot of silver from the tray and handed it to Qin Baichuan: "Yun Lan is busy with the teahouse business, and Father Xu has not been able to visit since he got sick. I asked my husband to help me transfer the ten taels of silver to him, wishing Father Xu a speedy recovery. ”

Father Xu was sick and Sister Yu Lan didn't say anything, and today she took out ten taels of silver to see her own face. Qin Baichuan didn't say anything, took the silver and hugged his fist and said, "Okay, I'll thank Sister Lan for Father Xu." ”

Watching Qin Baichuan drift downstairs, it wasn't until he went out of the gate that Chu Xuan put away the silver ticket and said with a puzzled voice: "Boss Yun, do you know what the origin of my master is?" Why is he full of wealth, but he is an unknown person in Gangneung? ”

"I don't know." Sister Lan retracted her gaze and looked ashamed: "Last month, Daddy Xu, who was talking about books and begging for life in my teahouse, was infected with the wind and cold, so he told me to go back and rest for a few days first, and be replaced by one of his little friends." It's ridiculous that I only thought he was Daddy Xu's apprentice, and I didn't pay much attention to it at all. Later, I just thought that the story he said was novel and better than Father Xu, but I didn't expect him to be so talented. ”

Chu Xuan nodded, and said his previous speculation: "The master is only eight buckets high, but he is willing to lie dormant in the teahouse, and hundreds of taels of silver are placed in front of him but he can't be tempted...... Boss Yun, could it be that the master is a talented and powerful disciple who deliberately lives in seclusion here because of cynicism? ”

"It's not impossible." Sister Lan deliberately elevated Qin Baichuan's identity, so as not to make Chu Xuan feel contemptuous, she nodded and said: "You have also seen Mr. Qin's ability today, in my opinion, Mr. Qin is the hidden dragon into the abyss, and when the clouds rise, he will definitely rise to the top." If Gongzi Chu can treat him sincerely, he will probably not treat you badly in the future. ”

"Chu Xuan understands." Chu Xuan bowed to Sister Lan.

Not to mention how Sister Lan and Chu Xuan guessed his identity, but said that Qin Baichuan took the silver money and left the big bowl of Wangjiang Teahouse, and went to the pharmacy along the riverside. At this time, it was the end of autumn, and the moist river breeze was blowing in the face, and the hearts of the people who were blowing felt the slightest coolness.

Qin Baichuan was a little depressed, Daddy Xu just had a bad cold, but it had been a month, and it hadn't improved at all, which was really worrying. This Daddy Xu originally had nothing to do with him, but when he came to this world, the first person he saw when he opened his eyes was Daddy Xu.

I learned from Daddy Xu that on the way home from the book that day, Daddy Xu found Qin Baichuan who was wet and already faint on the bank of the river. In line with the idea that saving someone's life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, he carried him home, and did not hesitate to exhaust his savings to invite Lang Zhong for him, which saved Qin Baichuan's life.

Qin Baichuan is a young man, and after eating a few pieces of traditional Chinese medicine, he regained his appearance as a dragon and a tiger, but Father Xu fell ill. The small amount of money in the family was used by Qin Baichuan, and Father Xu's illness cut off his source of income. It is precisely because of this that Qin Baichuan was ordered to take his place and give a lecture on "The Condor" in the teahouse.

At the door of the pharmacy, Qin Baichuan walked in with the single clothes on his body, and the yawning guy under the oil lamp immediately looked excited: "Mr. Qin, why are you free to come over today?" ”

In the past month or so, the story of "The Condor Heroes" has been passed on by word of mouth, and it has long become a topic of conversation for these low-status people after dinner. Therefore, in the hearts of this group of ordinary people, Qin Baichuan is also famous.

"I'll come over and get medicine for Daddy Xu." Qin Baichuan smiled at the guy and said, "According to the prescription that your shopkeeper opened before, I will catch it for five days first." ”

"Mr. Qin...... I'm afraid this won't work......" Hearing that Qin Baichuan was going to give Daddy Xu five days of medicine, the guy said with a look of embarrassment on his face: "I'm afraid Mr. doesn't know yet, even the consultation fee and medicine money, Daddy Xu already owes us three taels or six dollars of silver...... It's still up to you, otherwise the shopkeeper would have sent someone to collect the debt. ”

"It's cash today." Qin Baichuan took out a heavy ten taels of silver and threw it on the table: "Catch the medicine and settle it together with the silver you owe." ”

"Great!" The guy happily agreed, and he loaded a large bag of traditional Chinese medicine for Qin Baichuan, and handed it to Qin Baichuan together with the remaining broken silver: "Mr. Qin, there are still five taels of silver left, you can take it." ”

"Five taels is enough, and the remaining seven cents is considered a tip for you. In the future, the Xu family will come to grab the medicine, you will take care of it, and I will settle it myself afterwards. Qin Baichuan took an integer.

"Thank you, Mr. Qin!" Although the guy didn't understand the meaning of "tip", the money was not hot, and while smiling at Qin Baichuan, he said: "Sir, don't worry, as long as it is a small one that can help, it is my responsibility!" ”

When he left the pharmacy, it was already the beginning of the lanterns, the crescent moon was hanging high, looking at the sparkling water surface, listening to the sound of silk and bamboo in his ears, Qin Baichuan suddenly felt a sense of impermanence of fate. Not to mention anything else, let's just say that Gangneung was originally just a small fishing village, but in just a few years, it has become a famous economic center in Dasong.

Originally, the capital of Da Song was Kaifeng, but later the big silver invaded, the imperial court was defeated and retreated, and after signing the land reparation treaty that lost power and humiliated the country, it was decided that the capital was Lin'an and had a short respite. After the war subsided, a large number of people moved into Gangneung, and the surging river flowed down the river to connect the north and south, and peddlers, pawns, literati and artists gathered here, which made Gangneung prosperous.

Since ancient times, the prosperous place must be a place for fireworks, the lanterns of the high-rise buildings on both sides rise, the flower boats on the river are shaking, and the young ladies of the green buildings who are dressed up in flowers and branches sing the weak verses of "a pair of jade arms and thousands of pillows, and a little red lips are tasted by ten thousand people", ushering in the send-off, smiling and smiling, and countless stories of the spring night were staged under this night.

"Don't people in this era know the truth that there are eggs under the nest?" Looking at the peaceful and prosperous era in front of him, Qin Baichuan, who has studied the rise and fall of history as a modern person, felt a strong sense of powerlessness in his heart. The Great Silver Kingdom in the north is suppressing the rise of the Great True Kingdom at this time, and once it is freed up, I am afraid that the land south of the Yangtze River will be scorched.

"Mr. Qin!" In the midst of his thoughts, someone suddenly called him.

Qin Baichuan suddenly recovered from his contemplation, and a wry smile appeared on his face, it seemed that he had been changed by the surrounding environment, and he had inadvertently cared about the rise and fall of this era.

Looking up, there was a riverside tavern in front of me, with a simple tent, but it was not much different from a modern food stall. Peddlers and pawns in short coats gathered together, either shouting in groups or drinking loudly, and the content of the discussion was exactly the follow-up plot of "The Condor".

"Mr. Qin, do you have time to come to my tavern for dinner today?" It was the shopkeeper of this tavern who greeted Qin Baichuan, who hurriedly ran out of the counter and pulled Qin Baichuan enthusiastically: "Mr. Qin, you quickly take a seat, no matter how much wine you drink, I will be the host, please be!" ”

In the past, the story of Qin Baichuan's "Condor" was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and today Su Muqing retreated in a hurry in the teahouse, and Chu Xuan apprenticed in person, Qin Baichuan at this time obviously has a certain prestige in the eyes of these low-status people.

"Mr. Qin, come on, come on, please take a seat!" The rest of the people also saw Qin Baichuan and greeted loudly.

"Thank you for your kindness, I still have something to do, so I won't bother." In this era, it is actually quite good to be able to enjoy the feeling of being a star, Qin Baichuan waved his hand and smiled at everyone, and said to the shopkeeper: "Boss, bring me a pound of beef, another roast duck, a jar of turbid wine, how much silver I will count for you." ”

"Haha, Mr. Qin, those scholars rely on knowing a few words, usually we are not even as good as a dog in their eyes, today you can be regarded as giving us people a bad breath! A little wine and meat, if I take your money, won't it make the people around me laugh! The shopkeeper waved his hand generously and ordered: "Xiao Er, cut three catties of beef for Mr., two roast ducks, and three jars of turbid wine!" ”

"The shopkeeper is so generous!" The shopkeeper's words immediately ushered in a round of applause.

"Great!" The shopkeeper hurriedly ran to the back kitchen.

The shopkeeper affectionately pulled Qin Baichuan to sit down, and was about to open his mouth to talk to him, when he suddenly heard someone say, "Buy wine." ”

These two simple words made everyone's brows furrow.

There was a condescending taste in the voice, but it was extremely cold, as if there was no emotion, and even the temperature around it had dropped a little.