Chapter 132: Don't eat the fireworks of the world

Shi Qingran felt that it must be because she had been forcibly detained in the mansion because she had been forced to be detained in the house by Song Yuchen for a long time with family rules and family laws and some invisible people, so that she was too ignorant of the fireworks in the world now, and she couldn't even understand what she said.

I don't know when such a hierarchical distinction was formed between the homeless and the ordinary people.

Thinking of this, Shi Qingran always felt a little scratchy, and it was awkward to say that it couldn't be said.

The eldest lady of the Shi family complained with an empty stomach, but she couldn't find an outlet to vent.

Counting on the initiator to change his mind, hope is basically equal to nothingness, and the only one around him who can be regarded as a little more intimate is just to get it.

But looking at the current description, Lang'er, that is, the face and body shape, can barely be regarded as a girl's family, and there is no difference between her heart and that of rough old men.

Even if she really took the trouble to say it, I'm afraid she would be playing the piano to the cow.

Princess Zhennan was very melancholy, and melancholy ate a small plate of pastries slowly.

Song Yuchen said again, "So, with such a business, is it possible that the official master doesn't care about it?" If you are caught, you will be dealt with according to the law, right? ”

That's true.

Indeed, the law of the present day has such a provision in black and white, that human life is precious and must not be used for trade, and whoever violates it shall be punished with fifty rods and fined ten taels.

The butcher made his little daughter-in-law look like a grinding tooth very useful, smashed his lips, shook his head and said,

"Hey, little brother, don't worry, this law is law, and human favor is human favor. Those homeless people have fallen to the point where they are now, and even if no one buys them, sooner or later it will be a dead word, just a difference between starvation and disease. You are willing to pay for it, but instead give them a chance to live, what's wrong? ”

Song Yuchen listened very unseriously, his eyes were lazy and loose, but his tone was extremely sincere, and it didn't take much effort to frighten the butcher.

As if he had met a confused student, he pondered for a while before he was taught, "Oh...... That's right. ”

The butcher who was blindfolded by the drunkenness was stunned by his tone, and said with a smile, "Little brother, I see that you don't go out often, right?" ”

Shi Qingran nodded very approvingly, and couldn't help but sigh secretly that this big brother has a vision at a glance.

In addition to sighing, she glanced at His Royal Highness the King of Zhennan, who had a noble and cold face like an immortal who had just come down from the fairy world to the peach festival.

He made a promiseful appearance, took a breath of cool air, and said in a broken voice,

"I went out to do business this time, it was my father-in-law who pulled the thread, saying that it is profitable to sell drugs to the south now, and I am also the first time to go out alone, if there is such a fork, I am afraid it will be ......."

The butcher laughed, and his yellow teeth swayed, "You have found a capable father-in-law, this is a good point, in this world, the price of food and medicine has skyrocketed, and since last month alone, it has risen by about thirty Wen." At this time, if you sell medicine to the southwest, you will definitely be able to make him a lot of money without fail! ”

Song Yuchen smiled kindly, and nodded while smiling, "Yes, yes." ”

The butcher said, glanced at His Royal Highness the King of Zhennan as if he had been empowered to understand the world, the more he looked at it, the happier he became, and said happily, "How about it, if the little brother has that meaning, I'll show you the way later?" ”

Lead the way to the door of the house and send the Buddha to the western heavens.

Song Yuchen was flattered and arched his hand towards him, squeezing out the confusion in his eyes, "Where did Brother Tai start with this?" Why do you still need someone to lead the way, is it not easy to walk along the way? ”

The butcher snorted lightly, as if he remembered something, and said to this squirrel-filled young man,

"Wanderers and exiles are not quite the same, but there is not much difference between the Communist Party. Don't look at them all skin and bones, after all, they are from a barbarian land, they are very vicious and cruel, and there are hungry people who rob money and food everywhere. If you are a person like you, little brother, who has extra thin bones, it is even more dangerous, and if you can't keep it, you will have to lose both people and money, and you will have to suffer a little bit of flesh and skin. ”

Song Yuchen hesitated a little, "Then let's say that-"

As if he was afraid that he would regret it, the butcher comforted him heartily, "What are you afraid of, with me by your side, you will be fine!" ”

Song Yuchen hurriedly said, "Then I will thank Brother Tai again." ”

Shi Qingran watched him sing and harmonize with the drunken man skillfully, and his heart seemed to be blown through a bleak wind and rain.

Lang'er looked at her nose and nose, and said softly, "Miss, should we follow?" ”

It is true that seeing his husband so blatantly want to buy a concubine, any wife who is not stupid should be vigilant.

Even though Shi Qingran's head is a little unenlightened, he can always realize this.

Shi Qingran remembered that her main task in Yongxian this time should be to buy the legendary golden and expensive medicinal materials, so she clutched the bag that Yin Xiaoqi sent over before leaving.

In that bag, in addition to a few snake venom antidotes, there was also a note attached very intimately, from the appearance to the name of the medicine, and even a scribbled portrait.

Its lines are so rough and bold that they come from Yin Xiaoqi's own hands at first glance.

That day, Song Yuchen only saw the pills, not the notes.

He didn't ask, there was no need to ask, and she didn't say, because she didn't know if it was necessary.

The more Shi Qingran thought about it, the more awkward he felt, so he looked over there from the corner of his eye.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, but when you look at it like this, you meet Song Yuchen's gaze impartially.

He didn't know when he saw it, the moment his eyes met, he actually smiled lightly and shallowly at Shi Qingran, the smile was clear and reflected in the snow, and the slightest superfluous thought was not mixed, clear and bright.

Shi Qingran was hot behind his ears, and he withdrew his eyes like lightning.

Giving him such a look, Shi Qingran was really a little worried inexplicably.

His husband pretends to be a good hand, and when he doesn't show his true face, he is indeed a good son with a clear breeze and a bright moon.

If you really like which little girl

- It's not that Shi Qingran is stingy, I really don't want him to take a concubine, but if he encounters a difficult person, like He Jiaojiao, it will be a headache.

Dealing with His Royal Highness the King of Zhennan, who is exquisitely minded, is enough for her to embarrass herself, and if she adds a hobby who is jealous and makes a fuss at every turn, she can't bear it.

Thinking of this, Shi Qingran's still wavering mind suddenly had an idea.

Now that I'm here, it's not easy to seize such a precious opportunity to go on a long trip, and it's not bad to see and see.

If Song Yuchen really fancied a little girl who wanted to buy it home, she would let Lang'er do it, anyway, the emperor was far away, and no one knew about it......

Thinking about it, Shi Qingran decisively stuffed the last half of the pastry into his mouth, turned his head and said firmly, "Go!" ”