The man below stood with his head bowed in a black power suit, waiting for his decision.

After a while, he picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, and the pen walked around the dragon, the movements were smooth, and a line of small characters appeared on the paper.

After the ink dried, he picked it up and handed it to the man below: "Fly the pigeon and pass the book immediately." ”

Green Bamboo took the note and glanced at it, feeling a chill down his spine, and stood in place without moving.

"What? Questions? He raised an eyebrow.

Luzhu knelt down on one knee and said respectfully: "My subordinates don't dare, it's just ......"

"Speak."

With a simple word, Lu Zhu heard that his tone was much colder, and he didn't dare to hesitate anymore, and said his worries: "Master, once you do this, there is no room for maneuver." ”

"The man can't wait." He didn't blame Luzhu for questioning his decision, and when he finished speaking, he saw that Luzhu still hadn't moved, and he was a little impatient: "Is there anything else?" ”

"Master, what if the layout plan has fallen into their hands?" That's something that would reveal the master's secrets.

He didn't think about this, pondered for a moment, and said, "Arrange it, I'll go to Qinghe Town." ”

"Yes, my subordinates will go." Presumably the master had already made arrangements, and Luzhu respectfully responded and walked out.

Put his hand in his mouth, blow out the code to call the carrier pigeon, and glanced at the small words on the note again, he has long been accustomed to the cruelty of the master, and he can't help but feel a chill down his spine, and he also understands that after the carrier pigeon takes away this news, everything will be opened.

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The day after tomorrow is to catch the market, you have to get something to exchange for money, Jiang Lan cleared the mountain to collect mountain goods, set traps to catch rabbits, and also carved peach wood swords and peach wood cards.

The rabbits they caught were sent to the poplar grove to help exchange cash, or to the villagers for peanuts, corn, and vegetables.

The life of the mother and son is gradually getting better.

On the day of the market, Jiang Lanqing had breakfast with his son, cleaned up Liliang for his son, carried a basket of cleaned herbs and a bag of dried hazelnut mushrooms, as well as the peach wood sword and peach wood card she carved, and took his son to call the poplar saplings to the market together.

After chatting with his son last night, Jiang Lanqing learned that his son had never been to the market, so he decided to take his son to the market to have a look, and he could also increase his knowledge.

Yang Shusapling was happy to take Jiang Jingshuo with him, and said that he would buy him a sugar gourd at the market.

Jiang Lanqing and Yang Shusapling both carried things on their backs, leading Jiang Jingshuo to walk much slower, just crossing the river, Jiang Lanqing had to carry the things first, and then turn back and carry him over.

It should have been an hour's journey, but it took an extra half an hour.

When I arrived at the market, it was already ten o'clock, the market was crowded with people, and Jiang Lanqing had no choice but to hold Jiang Jingshuo, and the poplar sapling opened the way in front.

Fortunately, everything went smoothly when selling mountain goods, and the herbs were sold to a medicinal herb shop next to them, and the price was fair.

After selling the hazelnut mushrooms and herbs, the body was much lighter, and a few people went to the jewelry store again to consign the peach wood brand and the peach wood sword.

When the boss saw the peach wood card of the small sword carved by Jiang Lanqing, he was very surprised, just because each small sword and wooden card is a unique pattern, which is not the main thing, but more importantly, the knife technique of carving, which is overkill.

Jiang Lanqing just smiled and didn't say much.

After coming out of the jewelry shop, Jiang Lanqing first went to the blacksmith shop and played a set of silver needles for her meal.

At twelve o'clock, I was hungry.