The porter was brought by the book of knowledge and was explaining in detail.

said that the Taoist priest sat in the open space in front of the side door of Chengfu for no reason two days ago. When asked what was the matter, he frowned and shook his head, saying that he didn't know, but just longed for it.

The porter sent him away several times, but he refused to leave, and sat like this for two days.

More than half an hour ago, the anxious Zhishu personally sent the doctor out of the house, but the Taoist priest suddenly got up and stopped Zhishu.

He said conclusively, saying that the young lady would wake up. He wants to enter the house and make a few talismans, and he doesn't take a penny.

Zhishu saw that he was full of grasp, and after hesitating, he still brought him into the mansion.

Jingxi is a small place, and the Cheng family is a family of craftsmen, without the attention of a big mansion. And Cheng Ziyu, as the inheritor hand-picked by the old man, even the big girls around her have absolute power.

Therefore, it is not a big deal for Zhishu to introduce a Taoist priest into the house.

The Taoist priest only sat down cross-legged outside Cheng Ziyu Courtyard, and after singing a few mantras, he made a few talismans, and then waved his hand to say goodbye......

Zhishu laughed and cried as soon as he saw Cheng Ziyu and the Taoist priest finish talking, so he had a heart and let the concierge boy follow the Taoist priest.

At this moment, the clever boy of the past returned, but said that before he could follow the end of the street, the chief was gone. He asked a few street merchants, and they all said that he had not seen any Taoist priests pass by......

Zhishu was just about to ask Cheng Ziyu if he wanted to continue looking for someone, but when he turned around, he saw that the master had already walked out on the street......

Where did the Taoist priest come from and where he went, Cheng Ziyu didn't care anymore.

Her feet didn't heed and went out into the streets!

The hustle and bustle was so pleasant that her steps couldn't help but widen, and she gradually trotted down......

Jingxi, the origin of pottery, has been the main producer of pottery in the entire Shenzhou for thousands of years. Even in today's Great Zhou, at least about ninety percent of the pottery is produced in Jingxi.

In addition to Jingxi's unique mud mines, there are also convenient waterways, craftsmanship that has been passed down from generation to generation, and a reputation that has been passed down for thousands of years.

From horticultural pottery to pottery bowls and tea pets, there are all markets here, making Jingxi dominate almost the entire pottery market in the Great Zhou. In the spring and summer peak season, there is no shortage of foreign merchants from all walks of life in the surrounding area.

And the Cheng family is precisely the leader of Jingxi pottery industry.

The Cheng family has a respected status in Jingxi, almost in a dominant position, and it is the supplier of royal pottery that has been hand-picked for several dynasties.

The rise of the Cheng family, standing tall and strong, in addition to solid skills, flexible business methods, and years of accumulation, is also due to the Cheng family's endless talents from ancestors to old ladies and then to Cheng Ziyu......

The Cheng family has almost reached the peak in the hands of the old lady, from fame, skills to word of mouth. And the location of the Cheng family's mansion is the center of Jingxi.

When Cheng Ziyu's eyes followed the Taoist priest away, she was attracted by this bustling street.

She stood there with great senses, almost feeling the vigorous vitality surging from all directions. The emotion in her heart slowly rose, causing the blood around her to begin to warm, and collided with the Xiao Suo in her brain not long ago, her excited heart burst into flames, and she couldn't help but want to confirm it.

Merchants from the south to the north are all over the streets, and the horse-drawn carts, ox-carts, and donkey carts are almost crowded. The shouting and shouting, bargaining, loading and receiving goods, and even the cries of some babbling foreign businessmen began to be heard endlessly......

The official roads are congested and the waterways are busy, and this is the best peak season of the year.

Even the scorching heat can't stop the heat on the streets.

Cheng Ziyu laughed and cried.

On the street, everywhere she went, there were voices of "Siniang is good", "Siniang is cured", "Siniang is resting well", "Siniang is free to sit"......

These voices are reminding her that she is real!

She is still the fourth mother of the past!

She responded one by one with a smile, ignoring the shouts of the maid who was running behind her.

She ran through the market, the streets, the docks, sweating profusely, but heartily.

She accidentally fell to the side of the road, and immediately many familiar faces came to pull her in a panic, moved a chair for her, fanned her, fetched water ......and handed a hand towel, shh

For the first time in her life, she felt that these people she hadn't paid attention to before were so cute!

At this moment, she seemed to understand what the Taoist priest was saying: find yourself, maintain your heart, live well, and guard the ...... It's so real, so sincere!

The wind from the fan dispelled the depression in her heart, and the cool mung bean soup melted the fire in her heart. At this moment, she seems to care more about keeping what she has now than that big hatred!

Perhaps, this is what she really wants!

She didn't stop, she couldn't wait to keep running out.

She's going to go to the side of the official road to have a look......

There, there is the last thing she wants to confirm! ……

In that "nightmare" not long ago, when the convoy first arrived in Jingxi, it stopped by the official road to replenish the water once.

She glanced out of the window and saw a small shop along the road.

There are merchants dressed in silk and satin looking at the goods.

"One or two pieces of silver, I've collected all this pile of goods!"

"Guest officer, this pile of thirty large wine jars, in the past, less than six taels of silver would not be sold!"

"You know it's the old days! If it weren't for the pitiful look at your children, I would have only paid eight cents! ”

Cheng Ziyu looked along his hand, and on the big tree behind the shopkeeper, there were two seven or eight-year-old children, a man and a woman, with shabby clothes and skinny skin, who were climbing on the tree to catch it.

They were twisting their heads on one of the catches, and half of them were stuffed into their mouths, chewing while still chattering in their mouths, saying that they had known too little recently, and it would be good if it rained, and when the time came, not only could they catch a few more chickens and roast them, but also have chicken soup to drink, maybe the sudden illness could be better sooner......

"Do you sell or not? If you don't sell it, I'll go to someone else's house! This kind of thing, this way is a lot! ”

"Sell...... Sell it! The shopkeeper looked at the children, but lowered his head......

At that time, Cheng Ziyu almost had Venus in his eyes.

Thirty altars, if they are produced by the Cheng family, they will be sold for at least ten taels of silver! Ordinary hawkers are not a problem if they want to sell five to six taels of silver.

The merchant obviously just made a deal by the official road, and he still "saw the poor face of the child"!

And in the face of obviously unfair prices, the store actually from! It was also from that moment that Cheng Ziyu realized that the situation was even worse than what was described in the painting a month ago, and even the price of goods had collapsed.

Although the Cheng family is the dominant family in Jingxi, the people can make money with the support of the Cheng family and the prices.

Thirty jars of silver for one tael? They can know how many steps, how long it takes, how much manpower, and how much sweat it takes to make this altar from mining and mixing mud to making a kiln......

Obviously, Zhu Si at that time had already squeezed out this market, or had taken the market away.

At that time, Cheng Ziyu's heart was cramping, and the uncontrollable fishy sweetness rolled up.

Then, the two children knew how to eat, and it became a picture that popped up in front of her eyes from time to time before she fell into the water......

At this moment, Cheng Ziyu inexplicably wants to come to this trip, it seems that only by seeing and demonstrating it with her own eyes in her way can she believe that she is really back!

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