The shopkeeper is a middle-aged man with a mole on his eyebrows and eyes, and he has been observing it for a long time behind the counter. Seeing that a group of soldiers are very respectful to Da Lang, but there is a lack of fear, which makes him feel very strange, it stands to reason that a half-sized child as big as Da Lang has not fully grown, there are nearly 100 soldiers who are hugging each other, either the children of the noble or the royal children, how can ordinary people have such treatment? The children of these nobles are all dressed in brocade clothes, their little faces are as white and tender as jade, and they have a high and majestic existence, even if they are the most approachable children, they are like an invisible wall, isolating everyone from them.

But look at this little guy, his face is white and tender, but he is not the kind of pampered white and tender, which can be explained by the strict elders who have been forced to practice martial arts since he was a child; but he is wearing the most ordinary clothes of a soldier, and he is one size bigger, just like that, he is a mountain village boy who has never seen the world, Baishui is not big, and the store himself has never been to any place, even people like him can see that he has never seen the world, so it can be seen that this must be from a small place that is much more remote than Baishui.

But it's weird, these soldiers call him a little fairy again, what kind of business?

The third son jumped out, and saw that the shopkeeper was looking at Da Lang curiously, so he stepped forward and patted it on the counter, and pulled the shopkeeper back from the outside of the wanderer: "What are you looking at? Look at this little fairy's curiosity, isn't it? A certain family can tell you that curiosity kills people." A certain family respects you, but the fists of a certain family are disrespectful. Let me ask you, have you been passing by with a gang of sergeants lately?"

"The head of the army can not bluff the old man. "Why don't you eat him, but the shopkeeper didn't eat him, and after coming back to his senses, he glared, "A certain military leader from the south to the north can be seen a lot, and I haven't seen any military leader who dares to make trouble for nothing, and I respect you because you have a bloody nature, and you should have killed the Hu people, if it is the soldiers in the Central Plains, you can be impatient to vacate the courtyard." ”

In comparison, the soldiers of the local festival envoys are more close to the people than the soldiers directly under the imperial court in the Central Plains, except that the soldiers of these festival envoys are all government soldiers, to put it bluntly, they have their own fields, they are farmers in their spare time, they often have to participate in training, and they become soldiers in wartime, and the soldiers directly under the imperial court, such as Yulin and the like, belong to professional soldiers and are out of production.

Generally fine, Yulin and other soldiers directly under the imperial court will not enter the sphere of influence of the Jiedu envoys, their duty is to defend Gyeonggi, so the so-called military leaders of the store are quite a lot, almost all of them are government soldiers, and they are still attached soldiers stationed on the spot, these government soldiers will naturally not disturb their hometowns, and some of them are, but they don't dare to mess around.

Seeing that the intimidation was not working, the third son came soft, touched and pinched a bead from the placket of his clothes, and handed it to the store: "If you are willing to say, this bead will belong to you, if you don't say it, you can't say that a certain family has to send you to the yamen to be closed for a few days on suspicion of collaborating with the enemy." "Those who touch the camp always have some extra gains, and most of them turn a blind eye to this, otherwise who would do such a dangerous business?

The shopkeeper's eyes lit up, but he saw that although this bead was not the best, it was as thick as a little finger, with a pale golden appearance, round and round, enough to hang it on for his mother-in-law's steps, and it was definitely able to overwhelm many ladies in Baishui Town, even if it was to exchange money, more than ten or twenty times should still be able to be exchanged, but the mouth was still to bargain: "Who knows what your purpose is? Look at your outfit and you are not a soldier of this government, if it is really a side state to find out the enemy situation in our state, this is really a collaborator." ”

"Give me the beads. Da Lang's eyes were sharp, and he jumped up, snatched the beads from the hands of the third son, and couldn't put it down, and the old village chief had one on a blue head, which was not so big, so round, and the old village chief was hidden on weekdays, and only when the New Year was over, he was willing to wear it for a day or two.

It just so happens that there is a lack of an ornament on the crown of the bun, and this bead is just right, and the size is appropriate.

"Xiao Langjun, you can't regret it. "The store is in a hurry, I regret it in my heart, I knew it was so, I shouldn't have taken it just now, and I took it directly, which soldier would be so stupid, and I wanted to inquire about the situation in this state and made a big fanfare, and hundreds of people came?

The three sons' attitude towards Da Lang, the store is looking at it, Da Lang said that he wanted it, and the military leader would definitely agree.

He felt awkward to call the little fairy, so he simply called Xiao Langjun, with respect.

"How much does a bead have? If you do, I'll tell you a trick of making money, and make sure you make a lot more money a year than this bead. When Da Lang saw a paper-carrying knife on the side of a freshly sewn account book on the counter, he took it and scraped it lightly on the beads, and was very happy: "But it's true." Third son, borrow me first, and then return it to you when you get to the place. ”

"The little fairy just wants to take it, what to borrow or not, some are licking blood on the knife edge to live, counting day by day, living day by day is earning a day, these money is not valued. Besides, if it weren't for the little fairy, a certain would have become a ghost under the knife, but the little fairy would have been tormented by this. The third son is anxious again, he is most afraid that Da Lang will not want his things now, there are still some good things on his body, and he doesn't dare to take them out, and he is afraid that Da Lang will squeeze him and say that he is flattering.

"Is there a fake bead in this world?" the shopkeeper said that it was true after seeing that Da Lang had scraped a layer, and said strangely.

"Why is it not fake? You didn't have a chance to see this fake bead? Da Lang remembered again, he had done something inexplicable inexplicably, but it was so natural, it seemed that there was still one step missing to really determine whether it was true or false?

But this bead must be true.

This little guy is eccentric. The shopkeeper also heard something, probably because this boy saved so many soldiers, so these soldiers were very respectful to him, which is a good explanation for the difference in the young man's dress and status, just a little boy, why did he save these soldiers?

Also, the way to make money? Is it good to dare to be affectionate, and there is a way to make money, which is definitely much stronger than a dead bead, but does he have it? So he asked carefully: "I don't know what method Xiao Langjun said?"

"Huh~!, you old treacherous and slippery guy, the little fairy said that there is a way, there must be a way, this is a capable person....." I almost missed what happened in the mountains and forests before, but fortunately I stopped it in time. The third son covered his mouth very embarrassed and walked away lightly, since the little fairy made a move here, there would be no problem. But when he saw that the fool was grinning at the stupid music, he was very angry, and he raised his leg and kicked it: "What's fun, what's so fun? Don't you hurry up and move the stool over, don't you see the little fairy talking with his feet crossed?"

"Oh, sin, sin, yes and so, no, so-and-so will come out. The shopkeeper is also exquisite, and when he heard it, he knew that he was a little slow to treat the guests, so he quickly got out from behind the counter, pulled over a stool, raised his sleeves and brushed it, "Xiao Langjun, you sit and say, sit and say." Xiao Cang'er, serving tea to guests, I don't have the strength to see it, do you still want to be paid?"

"Daddy, Daddy, I want that bead. As soon as the curtain at the back of the hall was lifted, a little girl who ran out of the puffed up, stumbled over, and hugged the store's leg and coquettishly. A pair of big black eyes stared directly at the beads in Da Lang's hand, Da Lang was looking at the beads in front of the oil lamp on the counter at the moment, the beads turned in his hand, and under the light of the lamp, there seemed to be a layer of brilliance flowing and changing on it.

Not long after the beginning of autumn, the little girl wore a water-green satin sleeveless jacket, the placket of the jacket was rusted with pink thread and a peony the size of a fist, the hem and shoulder seam were wrapped in white rabbit fur, and the bottom was wearing a floor-mopping pink Luo skirt, only a small section of the tiger head upper was exposed in front of the skirt, just that small section, but it was also rusty and full of flowers.

White rabbit fur is already a material that only rich and noble people can afford, but it appears in this ordinary family, and embroidered shoes even if they are rich and noble people may not be willing to wear a few families, a pair of shoes to be embroidered so flowery, just manual at least half a year, which shows the degree of favor of this little girl at home.

A little baby fat is round, but not fat, the two willow eyebrows are symmetrically bent to the corners of the eyes, the eyelashes are long and cocked on the eyes, and the eyes are full of brilliance as if they can speak, full of a beautiful embryo.

As soon as the third son finished kicking the second sister, he heard the glutinous child's voice, turned his head and saw it, his heart immediately melted, and he quickly took out another bead from his arms: "This is for Nannan." ”

"Don't, I want the one in my brother's hand. The little girl shook her head, raised her left hand and pointed at the beads in Da Lang's hand, but the index finger of her right hand was in her mouth and pouted gently, as if a little milk cat saw the delicious Miao Xian Bao and couldn't take her eyes off it.

Even this somewhat impatient voice is so nice.

"Want to do it?" Da Lang took the beads in his palm and held them, but leaned his face over, "Xiang one, my brother will give you the beads." "But it is also a heart of compassion, such a pink-carved person, like a fairy in the sky.

Guo Zhongda came in from outside the store, just saw it, shook his head with a smile, and said in his heart: If this little lady is older, I am afraid that the store will have to fight with Da Lang, how can it be so abrupt? It's just that now the little girl will be five or six years old, and the age difference between Da Lang and Da Lang is also half, they are all children, although there is something inappropriate, but it is okay. "Don't make a fuss, wait for Daddy to go to Fucheng tomorrow to help you buy beads, which are bigger and more beautiful than this." "Even if it's a child, the store is reluctant to kiss a stranger like this for his daughter, and it's not his own relative, why?" The little girl twisted her waist slightly.