All the rice merchants who come and go in Xifenggang have never missed the net. Siming's itinerary had reached the ears of the owner of the village a day earlier, and the rice of more than a dozen wagons was a fat fish. An hour before Siming arrived, the people of Xifeng Village had already gone out of the mountain gate, found a hidden place, hid twenty or thirty people, and waited to catch Siming and go back to celebrate.

Seeing that Siming's side was about to fall into disadvantage, Quan Gui'er persuaded him, "Prince Wang, let's run too, if the people are still there, we are not afraid that we will not be able to make money." ”

Siming hugged Liang Tian, who was trembling with fright, and said to Quan Gui'er, "Let's go, let those martial artists retreat with them." ”

When everyone was about to withdraw, someone on the opposite hill shouted, "Big boss, the mountain is on fire!" The brothers couldn't save it. ”

In the blink of an eye, the bandits had already swarmed back, only the bandit leader turned around and said loudly, "If you are lucky, I will let you go this time." ”

Siming was puzzled for a while, and looked at the mountain in the distance, there was indeed a burst of green smoke drifting by, this didn't seem to be the season when the mountain fire was rising, and he was afraid that those people would rush back again, so he asked the remaining martial artists to drive the carriage together with Quan Gui'er and walked forward.

A mile away at the fork in the road, the man who ran away was kicking the stones, bored, and some of the guys were there. When the man saw that the convoy was coming in good condition, he hurriedly ran over and said, "The owner, it's really auspicious." The bandit was no match for the owner. ”

Siming didn't like this person even more, if there was still a little bit of pitiful affection when he was a child at the beginning, now he just repeats the past when he fell into the stone.

Seeing that Siming didn't react, the man got closer and said, "Boss, it wasn't me who was afraid just now, I went to call you for help, who knew that before I could wait, you came." ”

Simin let the carriage still walk, "Twice." ”

The man was stunned for a while before he knew that the price of this rice had doubled, and he thought, I'm afraid this is really enough for the journey, and the man said to Siming, "The owner, now the total price of rice in Mincheng is only five taels and one stone of rice, I think the owner can put it again, and after a period of time this year, after the weather is cold, take it out and sell it again, and it will definitely be sold for six taels of silver." I don't think the owner is from Mincheng, so it's better to put it in my house and wait until late autumn to sell it, and you can easily get a few hundred taels of silver, isn't it beautiful. ”

"I don't need you to tell me how to sell rice. If you feel that twice is not enough, then double it. The cold tone had long since lost the previous temperature.

The man finally said no more, arched his hand and said, "Don't mind, boss, I won't bother here." ”

The carriage walked forward for more than ten miles, only to see a town in front, the low city wall, nothing in shape, only a few old and weak soldiers guarding the city gate, when they saw the convoy coming, they were not active, knowing that it contained rice, so they moved faster.

After paying the money, Siming led the person in, and after giving ten stones of rice to the man, Siming led the way in front and walked directly to the old mansion.

The renovated courtyard wall has some vine leaves scattered and crawled; The newly hung lantern on the door was a little whitish from the windblown rainforest. There were a few children running on the road, and when they saw Siming coming, they scattered and went home. There was a boy of eight or nine years old, who ran back to the house quickly, and because of curiosity, he poked his head out from time to time, and timidly looked at the guest who had come from afar.

Siming knocked on the door of the house next to him, and after a long time, no one came to open it, and the little boy couldn't help it, and shouted to this side, "Grandma has gone to the market, and she won't come back until noon." ”

Without waiting for Siming to speak, a woman's voice sounded in the courtyard, gentle and tactful, "Who are you talking to, An An." The kid replied, "It's an uncle I don't know, and I'm looking for the grandma next door." ”

After a while, the woman also came out, put down the sleeves of her arms on her arms, wiped her hands on her apron, dusted the folds on her shoulders, and said to Siming with a smile, "Grandma Zeng is out, and it is in the market in the east, do you want me to help you call it?" ”

Siming looked at it, and suddenly felt a little in a trance, but he didn't expect the wind and sand in July to be so big, and people couldn't open their eyes. Siming covered his eyes with his sleeve, and after a while, he said, "Don't work sister-in-law, I'll send the rice to the rice shop first, and then come back to her." Sister-in-law informed, is Mi Xing still at the corner in front? ”

When the woman heard that there was rice, she became more earnest, and said sweetly, "I am not there, I moved to the inner street three years ago, and I will turn the corner and go up a little more." Are you from out of town, and how much is a liter? ”

Siming didn't reply to the woman's words, turned around and asked someone to take a bag of rice, hugged it to the woman, and said, "Thank you sister-in-law for showing the way, it's a little interesting, please smile at it." ”

The woman was a little embarrassed when she saw the guy bringing rice, and excused herself, "How embarrassing is this, it's not a relative." ”

"Sister-in-law, don't get me wrong, Uncle Zeng asked me to give it to you, thank you for taking care of your grandma in the past few years."

After saying Uncle Zeng, the woman was willing to continue, leading the child to say thank you. The child was already shy, and kept hiding behind the woman, and after being pulled out by the woman, he timidly said, "Thank you, uncle." After saying that, he quickly hid back.

After leaving the woman, Siming led the convoy deeper into the street, and within half a mile, he came to the rice line that the woman had spoken.

The boss of Mi Xing was also a little surprised when he saw someone leading the convoy over, and hurriedly came out, his eyebrows and eyes curved into crescent moons, and said with a smile, "Where did the owner come from?" ”

Siming smiled and said, "Uncle Zhou, you don't recognize me?" ”

The boss of Mi Xing heard this stranger call his surname, and he got closer, rubbed his eyes, and shouted, "Is it Brother Qiao of the Wang family?" You weren't that year... "This is an old man who is about to reach the sixtieth birthday, because of the wind and sand, his eyes have been dry for a long time, and when he saw Siming, he cried, took out a towel from his cuffs, wiped his eyes, and said, "Two years ago, when your great-uncle talked about you, I also told him that such a pity that the good baby was gone, and now I really want to go back and slap myself, you are still alive." ”

"It's all about Uncle Zhou's rice soup back then, I haven't come back to thank you all these years, and I can't help it." Siming said kindly.

The boss of Mi Xing waved his hand and said, "That's it, I was poor and timid at that time, you must know that you almost killed them, I should have taken you out of that house." ”

"It's all fate, is Aunt Zhou okay?"

The tears of the boss of the rice store couldn't be stopped, and he said, "It's gone a few years ago, and when I was dying, I was still complaining that I didn't bring you back to raise you, saying that if you pay off the shop and pay off the debt, no one will dare to bully you." Speaking of which, it's all to blame on you, Uncle Zhou, for being cowardly back then. ”

Siming also made people a little teary-eyed, swept his eyes with his sleeve, and said, "Uncle Zhou, let's talk inside." As he spoke, he asked him to pull Midu to the back of the shop.

Liang Tian also followed Siming in and sat down on the side, and the boss of Mi Xing felt strange when he saw it, and asked, "Who is this son?" ”

"A friend of mine, surnamed Liang, is his for all this rice."

The boss of the rice shop had already sat down, got up and waved at Liang Tian again, and said, "Thank you for taking care of the owner." Liang Tian also got up to salute and sat down again.

Siming talked to the boss of the rice store about the past, and when the eight or nine-year-old child came in, he saw a stranger at home, and hesitated to go out, but was stopped by the boss of the rice store.

"Come and call Brother Qiao."

The child was originally a rebellious age, just smiled at Siming, and went out, no matter how the boss of Mi Xing scolded him in the back, he didn't look back.

After the boss of Mi Xing saw that the child was completely gone, he said to Siming apologetically, "This kid really doesn't know how to be polite." Although he was scolding, his words were full of doting.

"What is this?"

Hearing Siming ask, the boss of Mi Xing remembered that he hadn't introduced it yet, and said with a smile, "My brother's child couldn't support him a few years ago, so he changed our fortune and changed it, but I didn't expect it to survive." Your Aunt Zhou has always wanted a child, and she didn't send it back after that, but it's a pity that the child left early and didn't see him grow up. ”

"Uncle Zhou, mourn."

The boss of Mi Xing looked at the wet towel, wiped his tears with his sleeve, and said, "It was a few years ago, it's enough to mourn, good people don't live long, and disasters live for thousands of years, but it's a pity that it wasn't me who stepped into that coffin." ”

Hearing Uncle Zhou say this, Siming couldn't comfort him with words, so he had to hand him a towel to wipe his tears.

"When people are old, don't laugh. How long will you be back this time? ”

"I'll be gone in two days." Siming replied.

Boss Mi Xing got up, sighed and said, "Does your great-uncle know that you are still alive?" ”

"Hmm."

The boss of Mi Xing said again, "No wonder every time he talks about you, he always stumbles. ”

"I told him not to mention it."

The boss of Mi Xing turned his head, looked at Siming, and said half-loudly, "We failed you." ”

"No, it's my parents' debt, and it would be a big sin to pull you in again, not to mention that without that rice porridge, I'm just afraid that I'll die early." Siming stepped forward and said, for these neighbors who did not fall into the stone back then, Siming had no grudge in his heart, in the early years, it was to not affect them, and then it was not good to open this mouth again.

After talking a lot, the boss of the rice shop asked, "Liang Gongzi, how much rice is here, I'll go get the silver for you." Liang Tian got up and said, "A total of five hundred stone meters." ”

"According to the market price, seven taels and one stone." The boss of the rice shop dialed the abacus and said, "A total of three thousand five hundred silver, you wait for me to get you a silver ticket." ”

Seven taels! The man on the road didn't say five taels of silver, the price of rice here is really more expensive than meat, if it weren't for the nest of bandits on the road, Liang Tian would have wanted to make two more trips.

Siming didn't want to interfere with Liang Tian's rice, but he was afraid that Uncle Zhou would give more for his own face, so he glanced at Liang Tian and whispered, "Count six taels, and I'll make it up to you in a while." ”

Although Liang Tian couldn't get the silver in his hand, he still listened to Siming's words and called the boss of the rice shop back, "You just give me six taels, I can't take it if I have more." ”

When the boss of the rice shop heard this, he said with a smile, "Your little brother is interesting, the rice that can be transported from outside is seven taels." Don't finish the rice first, and then transport half of it to the north of the city, the rice shop there is almost empty, I will give you 1,750 taels of silver here, and let the boss over there give you the rest, he will know that you will count six taels for me, and he will quarrel with me. ”