Chapter Forty-Three: Flowers Like People
It may take a lot of effort to walk twenty miles, but riding a horse is fast.
So the two rushed to the next small village overnight, and it was true that Ji Fan didn't sleep all night, and he leaned on his arms comfortably and slept for a while.
When I arrived at the small village, it was still not bright, and it was not good to knock on someone's door at this time, there was a field in the village, and the farmer got up early, and I guessed that I would not be able to see people after a while.
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Ji Fan, who was shining brightly, took a clear look at this village, there were more than a dozen households, and the distance between them was not far away, and it was still easy to find two people.
"After finding the two men, they immediately set out on the road."
It's still closer to the town, and it's easy to be kicked out by Gu Youcai, and if you can't keep it, you will have to worry about the villagers because you stay for a while.
Bu Wan opened the sack on Ji Fan's side, and the things inside were dazzling, gold, silver, jewelry, rare playthings, famous calligraphy and paintings, everything.
"You emptied his house?"
Ji Fan didn't care, "He must be more than this small vault, and what I take is just a drop in the bucket." ”
With these, not to mention a trip, it is enough to squander a few more trips.
First of all, it is necessary to exchange these objects for silver tickets, and carry them in broken silver, carrying a sack that is eye-catching and obstructive after all.
Having said that, a small city lord, no matter how greedy and shrewd he is, will not be so rich, it can only mean that he has someone else to support him, otherwise he would not be allowed to be so blatant.
It's just that these are not things that he has to worry about, and the important thing is to avoid it.
I didn't look for a few places, and when I arrived at the third house, I saw Cheng Huyin and Qinglan who were using breakfast, two steamed buns and two bowls of rice porridge.
"You've finally found it." Wait two more days and they won't be able to hold on.
"Hurry up and eat, we have to go to the next city immediately, Bian Cheng is a big city, it's easy to talk when you get there."
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When he arrived in Bian Cheng, Ji Fan immediately took all the calligraphy and paintings in his arms, found a few shops that specialized in collecting authentic works and sold them at a high price, and picked two or three concessions to set up a small stall to sell them at a low price to some literati and ink writers who cherished calligraphy and paintings and had no money to buy the collection.
The silver tickets are stored in the well-known fortune money village, and the silver sold by Buwan is carried on the body.
Immediately afterwards, there were precious jade and all kinds of rare treasures, and several pawn shops were found to make a lot of money.
This time, I deposited into another money bank called Xiangrui.
As for the remaining gold ingots, they were not deposited in the bank, but they were replaced with smaller sacks.
It's really ashamed to say that Bu Juan, the daughter of a general, is the first time to see these treasures.
Yin Qinglan and Cheng Hu were much more indifferent, I don't know if it was because they didn't think much or didn't care at all, except for Bu Wan, no one asked about the origin of these things, and they didn't even show the slightest surprise.
The things that hindered the heavy things were dealt with, and finally there was less to worry about.
It should be said that the arrival of the four people was also timely, it was when the famous begonia flowers in Bian Cheng were at their peak, and Ji Fan finally looked forward to a real flower viewing party in Bian Cheng.
Cheng Hu patted Ji Fan's shoulder with a slight smile, and the two looked at each other tacitly and smiled.
I still remember the flower viewing party in the imperial city before, it was that day that they got acquainted with Yin Qinglan and the synchronous silk, which happened to be a book, and later these interesting things also started because of that day.
It can be said that all four of them are connected by the word 'flower'.
"Do you think if you use flowers to replace us, which ones are the most appropriate?" Cheng Hu supported his chin with one hand and looked at Ji Fan with a smile, curious how he would answer.
Bu Wan and Yin Qinglan were originally busy with themselves, but when they heard this, they turned around with interest and waited for him to answer.
Ji Fan thought about it carefully, "Bu Wan, it's not difficult, there is an overlord flower, you can also say, the gentleman is like an orchid, as for Qinglan...... I can't say it for a while. ”
He read all kinds of flowers, but none of them could pick up Yin Qinglan, and his understanding of her was very vague and vague, and the warmth he felt at the beginning gradually melted into a cloud of smoke.
He hadn't figured it out yet.
Yin Qinglan was not annoyed because he couldn't answer himself, and pursed his lips with a smile, "You haven't said that you are your own." ”
"Me? There is a dog tail grass, and it is everywhere. "Haha, this matter is over.
But Bu Wan doesn't feel like this, the most difficult thing for everyone to understand is himself, and Ji Fan, a transparent person, is no exception, he has never seen the most thoroughly, and he is indeed himself.
Buwan doesn't know flowers, and she knows very few varieties, so she can't find flowers similar to Ji Fan, but she can probably know that Ji Fan is a rare piece of jade, but the jade is dusty, uncarved, and after a long time, it is recognized as an ordinary stone.
He also thinks he is a stone.
Or it can be said that he doesn't care whether he is a beautiful jade or a stone or something next to him, he is happy to hide in the corner and not be noticed, even if he is stepped on a few times by someone inadvertently, he laughs it off, as if he can get into his heart with nothing.
People must have things they cherish, and she feels that Ji Fan will be no exception, but she can't see what he cherishes.
This matter is to ask Ji Fan, he is afraid that he will also answer, I don't know.
It's not perfunctory, it's not a cover-up, it's really not knowing.
He felt that he probably didn't need to know what these were or not, he ate when he was hungry, dressed when he was cold, and slept when he was sleepy.
He had even wondered what people were living for, and the answer was unanswered.
Then there is no solution, and now he doesn't care about these questions, he doesn't need answers, there are no answers, why bother to pursue an answer to everything?
The journey was too tiring, and the four of them decided to rest in Bian Cheng for a few days.
It is worthy of being a big city, there are everything in the imperial city, and some of the things in the imperial city are also quite complete, and the silver money required by the inn is slightly less than that of the imperial city, which is really good.
The flower viewing party will be two days after tomorrow, and it is an excellent idea to smell the fragrance and go green, at least for Ji Fan.
Yin Qinglan also has a good impression of Begonia, and Cheng Hu feels that he can do anything, but compared to them, he seems to be lacking in interest.
She has never loved any flowers, and always feels that they are delicate and vulnerable, and they are not as pleasing as some pine trees, at least they are tall and evergreen, and they can make people feel more energetic when they look at them.
The night before and last night, she didn't sleep well because she was in a hurry, so she said in advance that when the three of them went to enjoy the flowers, she would stay in the inn to make up for sleep, and she had to sleep in the dark.