The caravan stayed at Odawara Castle for three days, and the accompanying men unloaded the goods on the camel's back and stacked them neatly, and the old customers in the city came to negotiate the price.

The old customers are very tricky, and they are also poisonous, and they can pick out the fault from the top of the best objects, so as to reduce the price, in the face of the other party's strong words and reasonable lobbying, this Mobei man is not in a hurry or annoyed, only put the goods more neatly and neatly, and do not sell half a piece, if the other party is in a hurry, he only leaves the next sentence:

"Buy it or not, from here to the imperial city, it will take a long way, don't worry about not being able to sell!"

The old patron looked stunned and asked, "Are you going to go to the Imperial City of the Human Realm this time?"

Wang San helped on the side: "Of course, such a precious object, when we leave this Odawara City, we don't know how many times the price will be doubled, and when the time comes, the money you are holding now will not even be able to buy an ear of wheat!"

The old customers were in a hurry, and most of them relented, and they paid for the goods with a smile, and they might as well say: "Next time you look for me, my price has always been fair!"

During these three busy days, most of the wheat was sold, the spices and cloth were sold, and a few camels were sold, and the money was used to buy some donkeys, horses, jewels, and jade.

The mighty camel bell rang again, the dragon-like camel caravan out of Odawara City, along the wide official road, the accompanying men sang a heroic song, this way to the imperial city, in the middle of the large and small towns and cities, and sold and bought, looking at the rolling silver money into the pocket, the heart can not say joy.

After a few months, the dusty people finally saw the shadow of the imperial city, the camel gang in the past, never came to such a far place, this time the wheat hoarding also had selfishness, he still remembered the pillow wind on the delicate tooth bed every night: "The rouge powder box in the imperial city is the best!"

This man from Mobei doesn't have much fancy belly, but he firmly remembered this sentence, this time he came out, he had to come to this imperial city, if nothing else, he could bring the best rouge powder box back to Maiguyuan, Bo Xiaoniang smiled, it doesn't matter how much she suffers.

The wide gates of the imperial city, the tall and short battlements, the banners waving in the wind, and the solemn soldiers still let this group of people gain knowledge, and the soldiers outside the city gate had a straight face, looking like they could not be approached, and the camel team was quietly inspected, and then let it in.

As soon as Mai Hoarding entered the door, he went to find the rouge shop, and the owner of the rouge shop saw this rough man, and he was a little confused for a while, and asked, "Guest officer, are you here to buy rouge?"

Mai hoarded and didn't know what to say, so he nodded vigorously and put a bag of money on the counter.

The shopkeeper looked at the heavy bag of money, and became even more confused, and asked, "What do you want to buy, is it Aya Luoxiang, or is it drunk?"

Mai Hoard scratched his head and said, "The best!"

"The best, that's—then I'll give you half of each, you go back and try it first, and if you don't understand something, ask me again!"

The shopkeeper took the money, looked inside, gasped, only took out a few silver pieces, returned the money bag, and said with a smile: "Guest officer, are you joking? With so much money, you can buy my rouge shop, you wait a minute, have a cup of tea there first, and I'll go and match it for you now!"

Mai Hoho picked up the money bag, sat by the window, slowly picked up the teacup and took a sip, and smiled.

After half a ring, the shopkeeper took out a delicate carved wooden box, handed it to Mai Hoard, greeted him out of the store, and said with a smile: "Guest officer, you go slowly." ”

Mai Hoho stuffed the small box into his arms, thanked him, walked on the bustling street, looked at the rows of high-rise buildings, fluttering and flying colored silk, his face glowed with a strange brilliance, and muttered: "When I am free, I will take Jing'er here to shop, she knows more than me, and her heart is thinner than me, so there will be some joy at that time!"

Back to the big inn, a group of people gathered in the room, Mai Hoard distributed the small cloth bags, and said with a smile: "This way, the brothers have treated each other and worked a lot, you have collected these silver money, this trip has made a lot of money, count them!"

As soon as the men made a cloth bag, they knew that Mai Hoarding was sincere and generous, so they stuffed it into their arms without counting, and said with a smile: "Mai Ye, we will do it with you in the future." ”

Mai Hoard laughed, and the crowd laughed.

"Let's go, let's drink together, drink well and get some sleep, it's time to go home!"

That night, everyone drank and slept together drunk, and even the wheat hoarders, who had always been modest, were much more down-to-earth because they could go home, and they drank a few jars in a row, and were dragged into the inner room, and lay on the bed on all fours.

The white moon shone into the inner room, the dim candle flame flickered strangely, and a group of drunks were sleeping outside, but one of them, holding the wine jar, sneakily came to the inner room, sweating like pulp on his forehead, his eyes were wide open, staring at the sleeping wheat hoard, looking at the money bag around his waist, and then shaking like chaff.

Wang San walked a few steps, then stopped, walked a few steps, stopped again, drank a big sip of wine, and was full of courage, muttering indignantly: "Jing'er is mine, no one can snatch it!"

He muttered like this, feeling a little guilty in his heart, the ups and downs along the way, if it weren't for this drunk man on the bed, he would have died a thousand and two hundred times, but one yard is one yard, that is, he wants to marry a concubine and force Jing Er to death, which cannot be forgiven!

He wiped his mouth indiscriminately, put the wine jar on the table, tiptoed to the bedside, and untied the money bag on Mai Hoard's waist, the money bag was heavy, and it was about to arrive, when suddenly there was a slight trembling bell.

There is still a dark thread tied to the neck of Mai Hoard, if someone else moves, it will inevitably alarm the small bell around the neck, although he is drunk and confused, his body is still mechanically bounced, and he shouted: "Who?"

Wang San was frightened, his face seemed to have taken off his blood, his hand pulled the money bag, pulled out the prepared dagger, and stabbed it fiercely, warm blood sprayed all over his face, but he was still not at ease, and stabbed dozens of times in a row, until he was exhausted and paralyzed on the ground, he saw clearly that the hearty and righteous rich man on the bed was dead.

He wiped his face, saw that his hands were full of blood, and he was speechless in shock, so he hurriedly got up and locked the door of the inner room, cut the dark line of the money bag with a dagger, and when he fled through the window, he looked back at the dead wheat hoard, and sighed with tears: "You shouldn't have saved me!"

The night was quiet, and the white moonlight was also obscured by dark clouds, and no one noticed that in an inn in the imperial city, a man died and a horse was missing.

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