145 [Poor Disease]

What would happen if this stone of millet was robbed by bandits?

Wen Ta Niang didn't care about the rules, and took the old and young masters of Zhujiazhuang and the three children to marry in person.

But with the previous repeated changes to the wedding date, Father Tan really didn't believe that such a coincidental thing would happen. Wen Ta Niang said that the sky was broken, and she begged for help, but she just couldn't get the relief of her in-laws.

Tan Yongqing was furious, went home and closed the door, which meant that it was clear that without the bride price of this stone millet, it would be impossible for this daughter to be married for nothing.

No matter how Xian'er cried, or even threatened with death, he was not moved.

Outside the door, Zhu Chuanwen knelt on the ground for several hours. The instruments were played for several hours, and several people fainted from hunger due to exhaustion.

Tan Yongqing made up another fake news, saying that Zhu Kaishan's head was hung on the gate tower of the capital four years ago, knocking down the last trace of luck in Wen Taniang's heart, and the happy event almost turned into a funeral.

There is a good saying, there is only one disease in this world, the disease of poverty!

Without this stone of food, no one can be satisfied.

And with this stone millet, the situation is very different. Huang Chengcheng's millet was in front of him, and Daddy Tan's smiling face never stopped.

With this stone millet, his son doesn't have to fight a singleton, marry Xian'er today, and welcome the new daughter-in-law back tomorrow, and the old Tan family is just around the corner.

Ordinary people don't have so many etiquettes, and the slightly cumbersome process doesn't take long, and the mule that carries the bride price when he comes back will carry the bride when he returns.

returned to Zhujiazhuang, with the blessing of everyone, and under the smiling gaze of Wen Ta Niang, the young couple completed three bows and announced their official marriage.

And Yuan Pengfei, who has witnessed all this, can be regarded as witnessing a piece of history. However, there is nothing to do with him in the future, and no one will want others to do it for him, right?

"Brother Peng Fei, Master Zhu wants to see you!" Chuanjie ran back and said breathlessly.

Before he could ask, a young man in his 20s also chased after him, gasped for breath, and said with reverence: "Brother Pengfei, my master is invited!" ”

Master Zhu is the largest landlord in Zhujiazhuang, and one-third of the land in the Zhuangzi belongs to his family, and it can also be said that one-third of the strong laborers in the Zhuangzi are working for his family.

even said that the labor of any family could be hired by Master Zhu as a long-term worker. That's a big event, and when you go out, it's also the kind that the villagers envy the most.

In these years, if Zhujiazhuang wants to say who has the most food and the richest, it must be Zhu's family.

Yuan Pengfei estimated that the matter of single-handedly picking up more than a dozen bandits at noon had already spread throughout Zhujiazhuang through the team of greeting relatives. Master Zhu probably wants to invite him for this reason!

He called Chuanjie back to the house, gave a few words, and then followed the long-term worker to the appointment.

After going through so many things, he is no longer the simple Yuan Pengfei. On the bright side, Master Zhu wants to win him over or talk to him about business.

If you think about it from the bad side, the family is powerful, and he is charged with a gangster, and the five most valuable war horses in his hands now will be swallowed up by others in vain.

War horses are worth a lot of money, so it goes without saying!

In these years, it is definitely worth more than human life.

Even if you say something unpleasant, Master Zhu's war horses, domestic dogs, and food are better than their ordinary people, and they can write a series that a person is not as good as livestock.

Approaching the courtyard of the Zhu family's house, Yuan Pengfei was even more sure of his idea. If he didn't have 10,000 taels of silver and two warehouses of grain, he wouldn't be worthy of living in such a big mansion.

The servant was led all the way to the front hall, the maidservant brought tea, Yuan Pengfei sat and waited for a while, and Master Zhu appeared.

After greeting with a smile, he said: "Zhu Kaishan is a cousin of my generation, and the old man called you a good nephew." ”

More than ten generations of a village have been passed down, and who is not related to each other. But he said so, Yuan Pengfei couldn't refuse, and he also called him uncle with a smile and waited for the following.

"The virtuous nephew is brave and talented, if my unsuccessful child can have three points from you, I will rest assured."

Before Yuan Pengfei could understand the meaning, he changed his voice and said, "I don't know if my nephew is interested in coming to my house to be a martial arts instructor and guide my unsuccessful son in a little martial arts?" ”

In the chaos of the Gengzi years, the imperial court and even the capital were broken by foreigners, but anyone with a sense of smell smelled the smell contained in it.

Although they did not explicitly buy fast guns to guard the homes, many landlords were willing to train the servants in the family and get some big knives and spears to protect themselves.

Yuan Pengfei has a task on his body, but he doesn't have a task, and it is impossible to live in a small landlord's house to be a martial arts instructor, of course, this kind of thing is politely refused.

"Uncle, the little nephew's fledgling ability is still shallow, and being the head of this martial arts sect is a mistake, please forgive me."

Master Zhu didn't show any disappointment, and nodded very flatly, as if he was sure that Yuan Pengfei would say this.

He probably thinks so if he doesn't have a hair on his mouth.

After a moment of silence, he said, "In that case, forget it." But is the nephew interested in selling the horses and the big swords and spears? ”

Yuan Pengfei's heart was like a mirror, and the fox's tail was finally revealed. The front is just incidental, and buying war horses and those cold weapons is the real purpose of this old fox.

War horses need to be taken care of. Not only do you need to eat 30 catties of forage a day, but you also have to supplement some protein, otherwise you will lose weight.

I remember that at that time, the soldiers of the cavalry company would rather save the food in their mouths than replenish the nutrition of their partners. With Yuan Pengfei's current situation, he can't raise five war horses, and he can't afford to raise them.

So selling it is a good choice, but he doesn't want to be depressed, so he has to raise his price and sell for two more good money.

"Uncle, these five war horses are all good goods, better than the military horses in the hands of the green battalion soldiers, I can't bear them."

He frowned, and said reluctantly, as if those war horses had a deep affection for him.

How could Master Zhu not know his thoughts, but he felt that Yuan Pengfei had some ability, maybe he would be able to make a personal appearance in the future, and it would be good to make a personal investment in advance.

He smiled and said, "Virtuous nephew, this is a bandit's thing, and holding it is a risk, and you can't get the market price in the market." But who asked me to call you a virtuous nephew, the war horse and those dozen guys, I will give you according to the market price, and I hope that the old man of the virtuous nephew will remember! ”

Yuan Pengfei's face changed, and then he readily agreed.

To tell the truth, this is also his best choice at present, otherwise these five war horses will lead out, maybe there will be some incidents!