Xu Younan smiled: "This is leaving?" I'm afraid it's raining today, do you go out without an umbrella? ”

Mu Dianke didn't want to pay attention to Xu Younan, but thinking that he had a point, he turned back and took an umbrella.

Xu Younan said again: "If it's still early for you to finish your work in a while, you will go to Shou'an Medicine Hall on Wuliu Street and Wansheng Medicine Hall on Zouma Street for me." ”

Wansheng Medicine Hall was opened by Tan Zhou's younger brother Tan Lang. But Xu Younan asked Mu Dianke to go to Wansheng Medicine Hall at this time, obviously not to seek information.

He now has ten carts of medicinal herbs and is in a hurry to get rid of them. It must be that Mu Dian can go to explore the wind, wait for the price to sell, and choose the best trade.

said coldly at the moment: "I can't do this." ”

Xu Younan said with a smile: "In business, you always have to learn in the future." Besides, I didn't really ask you to do business with them. You just need to recognize the door and tell the shopkeepers of these two families, we have the medicinal herbs skullcap, zhimu, magnolia bark, and licorice each hundred, and let them make their own prices. No matter how high they charge, don't let up. Just leave when you're done. ”

This kind of bad idea of not doing business well and adding blockage to others can only be imagined by Xu Younan.

Mu Dianke said: "Aren't you the best at this kind of thing, why don't you go by yourself?" ”

Xu Younan smiled: "I want to." But I'll have to go out on an errand later, and I'm going to go to the Cumulus Temple on Mount Borneo to offer incense. Cumulus Temple is a famous temple, seeking children is the most spiritual, why don't we two change it? ”

Mu Dianke looked at Xu Younan's spring-like smile and felt that it was not good, and there was really nothing good to say.

In exchange, let her, an unmarried woman, go to the temple to ask for a child?

At that moment, his face turned red, he said "sick", and hurriedly went out.

Xu Younan still shouted behind him: "Don't forget, Wuliu Street, and Zouma Street, don't touch General Street." ”

Mu Dian can go out of Huaijing Street, and his cheeks are still hot.

The Jianghuai area is accessible by land and water, and has always been a prosperous place.

Although Chuzhou is not as famous as Gusu, Yangzhou and other places, it is really a treasure land.

The agriculture and mulberry are developed, the brocade industry is prosperous, and the merchants from the south to the north are continuous, which is a thriving image.

When Mu Dianke was a child, he went to Yangzhou with Jin Zhenyue and came to Chuzhou by the way. Because of his age, his impression is a little vague, but I only remember that the eaves of the buildings on the street are lined up, the shops are lined up, and the pedestrians, cars and horses are very lively.

Nowadays, it is probably because of a flood and plague that has just occurred, and the weather is quite depressed. However, there are still many vendors on the street who are carrying burdens and driving cars. Pedestrians walk by in pairs, buy scallion pancakes or fritters on the side of the road, wrap them in oiled paper, and eat them with their necks stretched.

A strong breath of life.

Mu Dianke also learned from those Jiangnan women, bought a rattan basket with fat powder, and carried it on the crook of his arm. The east family looks, the west family buys, it seems to be wandering aimlessly, but in fact, they have turned around the Tan family, and they are familiar with the terrain and traffic.

It's past noon.

Mu Dianke only ate a steamed bun in the morning, and after this investigation, he felt hungry.

There is a shop selling steamed cakes on the side of the road.

The steamed cream just out of the cage is snow-white, and when the lid is lifted, the white mist rises, and in the thick water vapor, a thick layer of red dates and sesame seeds can be faintly seen on it.

The red is bright, the black is shiny, the color is distinct, and the end is attractive.

Mu Dian can stand in front of the steamed cake shop for a long time.

Thinking about that day in front of the steamed cake stall in Qingshui Town, the handsome man in a silver robe took out his bag and paid with a smile on his face, stroked her sideburns with a doting hand, and asked with a smile: "What else do you want to eat?" ”

It was a very bright day. How old you are for the rest of your life, how many springs you have, I'm afraid that there will never be such a warm day with a good flower.

As soon as the owner of the steamed cake shop opened the steamer, he saw a fairy-looking girl standing in front of him, with a pair of picturesque eyebrows and ethereal eyes, just staring at the steamed cake.

I want to cry for a while, and I smile slightly.

I thought to myself: Don't be stupid, right? Wasted this good look!

He greeted with a smile: "Girl, do you want to eat steamed cakes?" Just out of the cage, not delicious and don't need money. ”

Mu Dianke's eyes moved at this time, and he smiled: "Okay, help me get two." ”

The boss was inexplicably glad: it turned out that he was not stupid!

Answered: "Okay! He shoveled two cakes very quickly, thinking about the girl's thin and weak appearance, one person was afraid that he would not be able to finish eating, so he specially wrapped it in two pieces of oiled paper, tied it with a rope, and handed it to Mu Dianke: "You are careful of burning." ”

Chang Qianfo has a habit of taking money, like to hold the bottom of the money bag, gently touch it with his fingers, identify the position where the copper plate and the silver nude are located, and it is very convenient to open the bag and take it, and do not use it to rummage back and forth.

Mu Dian Ke also learned from him, his slender white fingers carried the money bag lightly, opened the bag and took out a few copper plates, and put them in the unpainted square wooden box on the table.

The hot steamed cake is held in the hand, and the heart is also warm, soft and soft, and the wind blows through the silent heart lake, rippling endlessly.

In a trance, he felt that the smiling gaze behind him was still there.

She found a stone by the lake and sat down, put the oiled paper bag on her lap, carefully and carefully dismantled the oiled paper layer by layer, held it to her mouth, and took a bite, her lips and teeth were full of the fragrance of glutinous rice, mixed with the mellowness of sesame seeds, and the sweet and glutinous taste of red dates.

Eating and eating, my nose is a little sour.

The next bite is salty.

After eating the second piece, people came from the other side of the river, and three or four people were about to go up to the bridge with a cart of grain.

Heavy rains washed away the roadbed, and there was no time to repair it, so it had to be paved with gravel and cinders, which had caused the carriages and horses to roll into shape.

This cart of grain was no less than twenty or thirty stones, and when it was eaten into the soil, it sank deeply.

At the end of the road that connected the arched bridge, the stepping stone did not know who to remove it, and the wheels were against the ashlar, and no matter how hard the two horses pulled the cart were to dig the ground, the carriage still could not enter an inch, but sank deeper and deeper into the mud.

The men who escorted the car pushed in the back.

On the far side was a white-bearded old man, who looked to be no less than seventy years old, still with a red face and a very strong spirit.

It's just that it's not a person who practices martial arts. With his cheeks puffed out, he tried his best to soak his cotton coat with sweat, took off his coat, and gasped for breath.

Mu Dianke lowered his eyes and continued to eat the steamed cake, when he heard someone shouting roughly: "That girl, don't look stupid, come and help." ”

Mu Dianke looked up and looked around. It's noon, there are no pedestrians by the river, and the girl who looks stupid in the old man's mouth is himself?

Mu Dian couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

A young man in a bamboo green shirt leaned out from behind the carriage, shook his hand at Mu Dianke, smiled a little apologetically, and said loudly: "It's okay, it's okay." ”

He turned his head to the old man and said, "Old Yao, you are really true." The little girl is eating cakes, and your voice scares people. How much strength can a girl's family have......"

This was not meant to be heard by Mu Dian, but she relied on her ears to hear it.

frowned slightly: Actually...... Disgusted!