The thin man sat at the table, staring at the iron ring on his left hand all night, as if the whole person had become a statue.

If he is no longer a killer, then he should also give this iron ring a new owner, but ...... Looking at the children under his command now, for the time being, he really can't find one who can take on this important responsibility, of course, there is another point, and it is more important that he doesn't want to die.

To be precise, after he met the woman next door and the child named Xiaobao, he suddenly felt that there were too many things in this world that he had not discovered and experienced, and there were many new and fun things that he did not know about, waiting for him to explore and die, it was too early.

However, according to the rules of the door, the person who kills the master of the door can inherit the iron ring from the master of the door, and naturally become the new master of the door, until the next disciple who can kill him appears.

This rule has been in place for hundreds of years and has never been questioned.

Knock knock knock one by one

Outside the door, there was a very soft knock, and it could be heard that the person who knocked on the door was full of fear of him.

"Say."

The thin man took a deep breath, held the table with his hand, slowly stood up, slowly went to the door of the house, opened the door inward, and looked at the young man who was kneeling at his door respectfully, waiting to answer him, "It's good to salute in the future, don't kneel, which makes others suspicious." ”

"Do as your lord commands."

The words of the thin man seemed to be much more majestic than the emperor's decree to these young men under him, and when he heard him say that he had changed his etiquette, the young man who was originally kneeling on the ground hurriedly got up and folded his hands on his chest. With a respectful attitude, he made a decent salute with him, "Your Excellency, I came to the shop yesterday to see the lively mother-in-law of the house next door." He came to the door again, saying that he had been instructed by her master. If you want to pick up a carriage that we sell at a discount, but how to deal with it, please show me how to do it. ”

"Tell her, ten taels of silver a piece, pick whatever you want."

The thin man thought for a moment, and he couldn't have the slightest interest in bargaining for this kind of small business, so he simply left these carriages and horses for him by the shopkeeper of the previous shop. It's all for nothing, and it's still an eyesore to look at, so it's better to deal with it happily, and make it clean and leisurely, "If she plans to ask for it all, she will give it to her according to eight taels and one car, a total of twenty cars, and you can send her to the yard to help place them." ”

The market price of a new carriage is usually between thirty and fifty taels of silver. Ninety percent will rarely be less than twenty-five taels, this point. The thin man knew about it, but in his mind, even if all these carriages were sold for thirty taels and one car, it would only be six hundred taels, and he would take orders and kill people casually, and he would get a thousand taels at least, and for him. Killing people is obviously better than taking these old carriages out one by one. It's much easier.

Regarding the words of the thin man, the young man who came to report did not have the slightest doubt. He has been with the thin man for a long time, and his concept of gold, silver, wealth and silk is inevitably similar to him.

Just imagine, how can a person who has no less than 10,000 taels of silver in a month care about a few hundred taels of silver!

The young man took the order and went to the front hall to see Sister-in-law Jiang, and conveyed the words of the thin man to her word for word, seeing that she was surprised and surprised, he instinctively rejoiced in his heart, these carriages that gave them a headache finally had a home!

"I'll go back and discuss this matter with Madame and listen to Madame's meaning!"

With such a low price, it was difficult for Sister-in-law Jiang not to be moved, so she hurriedly greeted the young man, then turned around and trotted back to the good doctor's workshop, "Husband......"

Just about to open her mouth to shout Liu Qingxin and tell her the good news, Sister-in-law Jiang suddenly remembered that Liu Qingxin's habit of getting up late from sleepiness was busy covering her mouth with her hand, and she didn't let the latter sound pop out of her mouth, and her whole face was suddenly flushed.

Just after feeding the horses, pushed the horse manure out of the yard of the stable, and planned to go out to throw it away, Lao Wang, the coachman, as soon as he got out of the yard, he saw his mother-in-law covering her mouth with her hands and her face flushed, slightly stunned, hurriedly put down the cart, walked quickly to her side, and asked her nervously, "Are you okay, Nier, where is it uncomfortable, or ...... You, don't you have it?! ”

Thinking that not long ago, they had sex before, and when they saw Sister-in-law Jiang again, they covered their mouths with both hands, and their faces were flushed, and the coachman Lao Wang's eyes suddenly widened with excitement!

He is already forty-five this year, and Sister-in-law Jiang is also two years old and forty, what if this is ...... If there is a little baby coming out again, he can also be regarded as a great joy for half a child in his old age!

"Nonsense! I'm holding back the words, blocked! I look at it, how can people who are almost forty still give birth to a baby for you! ”

Glancing at her husband who was not ashamed, Sister-in-law Jiang pushed him on the chest in disgust, asking him to stay away from herself, "This public will stick to me, and I'm not afraid to show people a joke!" Far away! Hey, I said you, you're still rubbing against me! ”

"What are you afraid of, you are my wife, I'm closer to you, what's there!"

The coachman Lao Wang got closer to Sister-in-law Jiang again, and saw that she was too lazy to push herself anymore, so he got tired of her side, and looked at her as if she wanted to report to Liu lightly, and was afraid that she would miss her sleep, so the corners of his lips raised slightly, and asked her with a smile, "What are you looking for Mrs. for?" Look at your anxious look! Come, tell me about it first! ”

"It's not a big deal, it's the shopkeeper from the shop next door who wants to sell the original carriage at a discount, I took a look, it's all eighty percent new, ninety percent new, and said that if you can ask for it all, only eight taels of silver for a car, a total of twenty cars, can be sent to the house."

Speaking of this, Sister-in-law Jiang paused slightly, raised her head, and looked at the coachman Lao Wang, "I'm thinking...... Our father and mother have been eating Madame's, drinking Madame's, and using Madame's ...... Even if our father was kind to the master, we can't enjoy it with such a shameless heart, I think...... Keep the best one for the family to use, and the other carriages will be sent to the horse market, and they will be sold at a good price, and they will be exchanged for some silver and handed over to the lady, which can be regarded as some of our thoughts......"

"That's it, you deserve to trouble Madame!"

Hearing that Sister-in-law Jiang was hesitating to wake up Liu Qingxin for such a trivial matter, the coachman Lao Wang couldn't help laughing, stretched out an index finger, poked at her head, and told her, what to do next, "Go, buy all those carriages, and in a while, I will send them all directly to the horse market, and sell them all to you!" When the lady wakes up, you can just hand over the money to her!" ”

Hearing that her husband was so determined, Sister-in-law Jiang didn't think much about it anymore, nodded hurriedly, turned around again, and walked out of the door. The shopkeeper next door is a cool man, such a small business, it will be sold soon! ”

The coachman Lao Wang agreed, and he went back and pushed the car again, quickened his pace, and walked out the door.

Although this town is small, it is full of organs, every morning, there are people along the streets and alleys to collect livestock manure, to the family field to accumulate fertilizer, the coachman Wang is familiar with the man who collects the dung, told him every three days can come to the door to collect once, today, is the day when the man comes to collect the dung.

The person who collects livestock manure is surnamed Yang, and his family has more than 30 acres of crops.

Of course, if this surname is Yang, that's it, there is nothing worthy of the coachman Wang's politeness, the important thing is that the coachman Wang can always inquire about the news he wants to know from his mouth.

"Hey! Lao Wang! Here's it! Here's it! ”

Seeing the coachman Lao Wang pushing the cart out of the yard, Lao Yang, who collected the dung, hurriedly shook his hand and greeted him. Three days is a big car! ”

"My master is a rare horse, I went back to the horse market, I called back a dozen horses, I was afraid that I couldn't be busy, wronged his horse, so I hired the carpenter Lao Zhang, Lao Zhang is diligent, with him to help me, it is quite idle."

The coachman, Lao Wang, smiled and agreed to the dung collector, then stopped the cart in front of his donkey cart, picked up the shovel he had placed on the side of the cart, and helped him shovel the dung on the donkey cart, "What have you been busy with lately?" Over there in the Jiangnan camp, you are still alone to collect manure? ”

"This kind of indiscriminate work, who else will do it!"

Lao Yang, who collected the dung, replied to the coachman Lao Wang, picked up the shovel from his donkey cart, and began to shovel the dung on the donkey cart, "You don't talk about Jiangnan Daying, I can't remember that my back hurts, you say this, alas...... It's really life-threatening! ”

"Back pain? Why do you still have back pain? Everyone has old cold legs, you don't enjoy watching it, and you toss yourself with an old cold waist to play?! ”

lowered his head and glanced at the waist of Lao Yang, who collected dung, and saw that it didn't look like he had been injured, so the coachman Lao Wang deliberately "joked" with him in a ridiculous tone.

"Where! You old thing, you will curse me! I'm tired of dying a while ago! ”

As he spoke, Lao Yang, who collected dung, kicked his legs, allowing his legs, which were slightly stiffened because of the cold, to recover a little flexibility, "A while ago, I didn't know what was going on in the Jiangnan camp, and more than a dozen horses died at once, I went to pull dung, but I was caught by the horse supervisor, and helped them dig three big pits outside the barracks, so that they buried all those dead horses!" (To be continued)