He slept for too long, Wei Zhixing couldn't sleep, picked up the golden parchment roll on the table, opened the color box, and prepared to paint.

In the past two years, Wei Zhixing because of the search for salt mines, traveled all over the north and south of the great rivers of Qi, stepped on thousands of rivers and rivers, in order to hide people's eyes and ears, everywhere, he went everywhere, he painted the local topography and landform map, this habit is still inherited from his father, although his father is only a scholar, not a general of the town to protect the family and defend the country, but he has a heart to serve the country, and resourceful, quite appreciated by the emperor, four times by the emperor Qing point with his relatives to conquer foreign captives, which shows the grandeur of favor.

When Wei Zhixing first arrived in Chaoyang County, Cheng County Commander sincerely invited him to live in the county office, but Wei Zhixing hated that every time he went to a place, there were officials and businessmen who either had a honey-bellied sword or an arrogant attitude, especially when he arrived at the territorial boundaries of Leyang County, he felt extremely uncomfortable, because this Leyang County was the territory of King Luo, and it was full of King Luo's cronies and eyeliner.

Wei Zhixing gently sketched the last few strokes with a purple wolf pen, the topography of Chaoyang County jumped on the paper, the corners of Wei Zhixing's mouth bent an upward arc, and the gloomy mood finally saw a trace of sunny days, everything was not smooth, at least one thing was smooth, that is, the county map of Chaoyang County came out.

Wei Zhixing erected the painting, and when he looked at it, the prototype of Chaoyang County looked like a mouse lying on its stomach foraging.

Wei Zhixing's face cracked again, he thought of the two mice that were killed by him, and the feeling of being crushed by his flesh and bones was vividly in his heart; He squinted at the two bowls of red and fresh dishes on the table, and it was very similar to the two red and fresh blood on his robe.

Wei Zhixing's mood was bad again, and he had more nightmares than when he was sleeping, and he even vomited when he looked at the food on the table.

Wei Zhixing hurriedly looked away, looked down at the powder in each compact, the yellow, red and white were already exhausted, and he had to buy them.

Wei Yan, who is usually in charge of the pigments, was sent to Taihu Lake by Wei Zhixing and did not come back, Wei Lai is expanding the scope to find soil samples, Wei Zhixing has no available people around him, it seems that he has to go out in person.

Wei Zhixing made up his mind, thinking about going to find paint to consume his physical strength, and he was afraid that he would not be able to do it without eating. Wei Zhixing finally sat down at the carved wooden table again and decided to only eat white rice porridge and not touch the red dish.

Drinking the tasteless white porridge, Wei Zhixing's eyes peeped at the red side dishes, in a bowl, the side dishes were round heads, white roots, and green leaves; In another bowl, it was evident that the cabbage had been sliced into slices, but it had been dyed red by something unknown.

Red? Wei Zhixing suddenly remembered that his red pigment was gone, and he didn't know whether this kind of red powder would be used or not, if he could resist corrosion and replace the expensive and imperial cinnabar, it would not be a good thing.

Wei Zhixing pinched his nose, gently picked up the red chili powder on the tip of the chopsticks with the tip of the chopsticks, put it under the wing of his nose, twitched his nose twice like a puppy and sniffed, and was taken aback after sniffing.

Wei Zhixing, as a big farmer and salt Tiecheng, is naturally familiar with salt, put the red pepper in his mouth and licked it, and suddenly stood up in shock, although the side dish made has a kind of spicy taste in it, he knows that the indispensable ingredients in this side dish are salt, genuine salt, and authentic salt.

Where can Wei Zhixing eat, he was busy calling for joy, and after calling it, he felt slow, so he simply ran downstairs with his shoes to find the shopkeeper, and when he saw that there was no in the lobby, he rushed directly to the backyard.

Shopkeeper Cao was looking at the side dishes that had been changed into jars with a happy face, not to mention how happy they were, five hundred and twenty bowls of side dishes were changed to small wine jars, and in the end only one hundred small jars were installed. There are no more than twenty-five altars of each.

Seeing Mingyue away at noon, the shopkeeper Cao was afraid that Mingyue would hide his secrets, so he would do business with other businessmen, so he asked the guy to secretly follow Mingyue, and he was relieved to see Mingyue far away from the city.

Cao shopkeeper immediately recommended the side dishes as the main dish to the guest officer of the upstairs A number of first-class rooms, the price was one hundred wen a bowl, and it was directly doubled, almost every guest officer was full of praise, asked for additional dishes, tasted all four kinds, and took home a whole altar of each one, Cao shopkeeper asked for three taels of silver per altar, which was simply more profitable than the loan shark donkey rolling, removing the jar money and the silver to Mingyue, Lao Cao could earn more than two hundred and fifty taels of silver after selling, Lao Cao only hated not to detain the bad man "Marilyn Monroe", Threatening his family, they traveled all the way from Guangdong to exchange pickles for hostages.

The shopkeeper Cao was dangling the gold ingots in front of him, humming a cheerful little song in his mouth, and saw Wei Gongzi, the guest officer of room A upstairs, flying in front of him, his clothes were not very neat, his hair was scattered, his eyes were shining with excitement, and he directly grabbed Lao Cao's hand and said excitedly: "Shopkeeper, where did you buy your side dishes?" ”

Shopkeeper Cao's eyes flickered, and he didn't want to say it, but according to his many years of experience in business, the people in Room A No. 1 are not ordinary people, even Li Zhukuai comes to say hello once a day, not something that ordinary people like him can afford to offend, thinking that this "Marilyn Monroe" will not come again, after the battle between heaven and man, weighing the pros and cons, Shopkeeper Cao told the truth smartly.

Shopkeeper Cao said with a sincere gaze: "Guest officer, this seller is a man named Marilyn Monroe, he just left this morning, I heard that he came from Guangdong, and what he said was weird, and he could only understand it if he half-guessed." ”

Wei Zhixing anxiously grabbed the shoulders of the shopkeeper Cao, did not give up the last glimmer of hope, and said, "What about others? In which direction? Which inn to stay in? ”

Lao Cao hurriedly begged for mercy: "Guest officer, that guest officer is like an arrow, and he is in a hurry to return to Guangdong." Early in the morning, I headed west out of the city. Guest officer, you are well-informed, do you know how far this Guangdong country is from my Great Qi country? ”

Wei Zhixing frowned, in the surrounding countries he knew, there was clearly no existence of Yue, but more than two hundred years ago, there was a Yue State that unified the three kingdoms of Zhou, Chen, and Xiao in the south of Qi State, and later changed its name to the current Zhou State, could it be that this person came from Zhou State to listen to the news of Qi State Yan?

Wei Zhixing calmed down his throbbing mood and continued to ask, "What does that man look like?" ”

The shopkeeper Cao tried to recall: "That man is not tall, not fat or thin, not ugly or handsome, always talks with his head down, has a beard like a bird's nest, he can't see his age, and his voice is very weird, like a sheep crowing, but it can be concluded that his age is not too big or small, he only knows that he is hungry and hungry, tired, and he eats several big steamed buns for dinner, and goes to bed after eating meals and negotiating business." ”

Wei Zhixing was deflated, what kind of characteristics is this appearance? It's just a pile of dirt thrown on the ground, and a lot of it is found.

"You tell me exactly what he said."

Shopkeeper Cao tried to recall: "Guest officer, this is true, Xiao Lao'er really can't think of a few, at first he spoke Cantonese Mandarin, seeing that Xiao Lao'er didn't understand, he changed it to half Cantonese and half Qi Mandarin, only knowing that they said 'shopkeeper' instead of 'shopkeeper', saying 'boss'; 'yes' don't say 'yes', it's 'rare'; 'you' don't say 'you', it's called 'mud','." ”

Wei Zhixing frowned lightly, and muttered in his mouth: "'Boss', 'Thin', 'Mud'......." This person is really good enough to get rid of "thin mud", and in the end, Shopkeeper Cao didn't even know who the person who sold him anything was, and what was even more terrifying was that he still ate it, wouldn't it be unjust if he was poisoned to death? Sure enough, Wei Yan and Wei Lai were not there, and they became stupid, so that in the future, this Huanxi would have to be tested for poison every time he served a meal.

Seeing that there was no result to check, Wei Zhixing had no choice but to return to the room again, thinking of this Yue Guo person with the strange name "Marilyn Monroe", his heart was as uncomfortable as a fish thorn, if this matter was as he thought, Zhou Guo already knew about it, but he was afraid that the consequences would be unimaginable.

Thinking of this possibility, Wei Zhixing didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly wrote a secret letter, asking Cheng Hongluo to send someone to the capital overnight.

Mingyue returned home, gave Liu's cotton, and asked her to make four sets of quilts, the original quilt had two beds, one bed was shared by Liu's and Mingyang, and one bed was used by Mingyue alone. After doing it, including Song'er, there was one bed for each person in his own house, and the other bed was prepared for the black-haired monster.

Mingyue went to the north foot non-stop to pick up Song'er.

Because in the past month, the training course is either to chase rabbits, or to be chased by dogs, to be arched by pigs, every day is struggling on the lifeline, Mingyue's skills have improved rapidly, and soon arrived at the cabin, only to see that on the wooden house, a figure full of black hair is sitting at the door of the wooden house, with his legs in mid-air, and the big black legs and hairy feet are swaying.

The right hand carefully held Song'er in his arms, clumsy like a boat swaying, and the fat palm of his left hand gently patted Song'er's thin back, and his eyes showed a rare tenderness, exuding maternal light.

And Song'er in her arms was crying one by one, her body was honestly patted by the black-haired monster, and her hands were on Cheng Yue's chest, a picture of recognizing people and accepting her fate.

Seeing Mingyue coming, the black-haired monster who had been holding strings on his body breathed a sigh of relief, and stuffed Song'er into Mingyue's arms like a hot potato, as if everything before was an illusion, and his hands suspiciously protected his left and right chests and said: "You are back, during the time you left, this little guy cried every once in a while, there is only one thing, either looking for his mother or looking for his mother, where can I find his mother and mother." ”

How could Song'er not cry? The first day, he was sold by force, separated from his mother, and then was taken away by Yin Cai, and then taken away by Mingyue, and inexplicably threw it to a guy with black hair, like a mandrill and an orangutan, and can also speak human words, Song'er thought that his life could not be worse, which Cheng thought, this is just the tip of the iceberg, he was so hungry that his stomach growled, this black-haired guy carried him to forage for food, and directly twisted the head of a small wild boar down, bloody and scared to death......

Compared to this kind of day, being beaten, sold, and starved by the adoptive father is simply a good day. Song'er was full of despair for her future life, she woke up tired of crying, woke up and cried again, her little apricot round eyes, and she cried into swollen eyes.

Cheng Yue felt that his scalp was blown up by crying, how could a man, although he was a six-year-old man, be broken like a piece of tofu, and the weak would only cry?

Cheng Yue, who was helpless, finally came up with a trick, which was to tie a finch with a rope and let Song'er pull it, like a paper kite.