One hundred and twelve families

"That's.... Gone?"

"yes. ”

"Why don't you stay for a cup of tea?"

"This kind of foam tea from a small place doesn't taste much better than swill. ”

"Someone should always sit down...."

Mother Sun chattered endlessly, but was ruthlessly interrupted by Sister Cui:

"A family like the Qin family is first-class in Wuhang City and even Jiangzhou, a gentleman has a virtuous demeanor, and people have the integrity of a family, where are they willing to step into the threshold of our cheap industry? Standing outside the door and talking is already giving a big face, how dare you ask for more extravagance. ”

Wei Changpan, who had never seen Sister Cui with such mean and sour words, was stunned, and even Mother Sun and Father Yan, who had been with each other for many years, seemed to not recognize Sister Cui in front of them, like a living person.

The deep resentment made Sister Cui's originally quite attractive face unrecognizable, and it took a long time to be peaceful, but she no longer saw the heartfelt joy when she first got the golden bean, and threw it vigorously as if she was holding something unclean, and then looked out of the building silently.

The round golden beans were beating on the brick and stone floor, and the three of them were scrambling to pounce, and when Wei Changpan's eyes were about to grab it, Daddy Yan's elbow and Mother Sun's movements made him miss. The golden light fell between Wei Changpan's fingers, stuck between the masonry on the ground, and could be reached by his fingers, but he couldn't take it out.

Daddy Yan scolded and took a small hammer next to the door panel, a guy who was doing the work of repairing the house in Rouge Alley and left it to pay for a meal.

Father Qian, who was weak in his hands, struggled to lift the small hammer that weighed only seven or eight pounds, and his hand was still a little shaky, but when he was about to go down, he was stopped by Mother Sun, saying that if the hammer broke the ground, he would not have to pay for silver to ask someone to repair it, turned around and took out a pair of chopsticks from the stove, and lay on the ground to concentrate for a while, before he took out the golden bean tremblingly, and held it in the palm of his hand very carefully.

"This golden bean engraved with the word Qin, if it really releases the wind to sell, I am afraid that it can be exchanged for fifty taels.... No, five hundred taels of silver...."

The amount that Daddy Yan said made Wei Changpan tremble, so he just had to exchange the golden beans for cash, so he didn't have to stay in Rouge Alley, let people bring some silver and a message back to the town to give his father and mother, and then go to report the safety of the beauties in the Xiaoqing Building....

The pursuit of Songfeng Mountain and Cutting Deer Terrace is not within the scope of his consideration, no matter how he considers it, it is useless, the second floor of the martial arts that is solid to the end is also a two-story building, and the bottleneck has no one to guide him, for Wei Changpan, it is like a group of mountains that are not very towering into the clouds, it is not difficult to overcome, and it is reliable to find out step by step, when can you get out? There are several floors, one floor is higher than the other, and who can he rely on for guidance.

The rivers and lakes are very good, but they are not good to live, and if they die, there is nothing, how can they go to the rivers and lakes?

The top priority is to ask Sister Cui to help exchange this golden bean for silver, no matter how the man in white looks at it, he has no ill will towards him, the golden bean is a real golden bean, and what he says is really good, besides, such a character, how can he have any intention to calculate such an insignificant boy as him.

Wei Changpan didn't know the weight of the word "Qin" in Wuhangcheng and even Jiangzhou, and even if he did, he would only ask if he could exchange more silver.... He only thought that he was a kind person who went out hungry and gave him half a piece of bread when he was in town when he was young, and if he went to ask for the other half of the bread, it would be too unbearable.

It's just that this half of the "cake" is not an exaggeration to say that it is a drop in the ocean for the man in white.

"Don't look at it, it's the golden bean that people gave to Panzi, and we don't have half a copper plate, even if we take it out, we can't exchange it for silver, let alone appreciate Panzi's kung fu. Sister Cui replied to her usual color, "If you really want to sell it, I'm afraid that those who want five hundred taels of silver will have to line up from here to the west of the city, and there are many people who have the price of five thousand taels of silver, but who really dares to exchange the engraved gold beans given by that one for silver?

The five thousand taels of silver hung his heart to his throat and slowly fell, Wei Changpan asked tentatively: "That son, I think he is extremely rich?"

"Yes. ”

"How rich is it?" he asked again.

"No one knows, maybe they can buy Wuhang City or half of Jiangzhou's land, or build a huge ship with gold, or they can support the people of Jiangzhou for a few years without doing any work and still have to eat and drink. Sister Cui got serious, "There will always be a time when the silver is exhausted, but as long as there is this golden bean, if the Qin family in Jiangzhou does not fall, you have a splendid future, and it is not bad to go to the palace compared to the scholars, listen to Sister Cui's advice, this golden bean is here, Jiangzhou you kid walks sideways, not many people dare to touch you." ”

Wei Changpan smiled slightly bitterly in his heart, he was regarded as a remnant of bandits by the Jiangzhou Mansion, how could the officers and soldiers dare not move.

But he didn't dare to say this to Sister Cui, he knew that although he didn't have a reward of 1,000 yuan on Wen Zhaobang, there were still 1,200 yuan.

Wei Changpan knows which is more important between friendship and one or two hundred yuan in the past few months, and now is the time when there is a shortage of silver.... He didn't want to think about it anymore.

Sister Cui, who thought she could see Wei Changpan's concerns, smiled angrily: "There is no business in the building at this time, and you will open your mouth to eat more if you are left, but if you kid leaves, who will you go to ask for the old lady's money? ”

Since the building is no longer open to do business, it does not wear heavy makeup, it is plain face on weekdays, but the smile is less, the first to have nothing to do and love to pick up the pipa, pluck some sad and sad tunes, follow the tune babbling, like to say something, I can't hear clearly, rouge gouache does not need to be purchased, and the building is not out.

Wei Changpan didn't speak for a long time, and Sister Cui thought about it and stopped persuading: "It's okay to stay any longer, but after the moon, this building can no longer live, there are a lot of cheap houses in Wuhang City, when Mother Sun goes to the street to sell big bowls of tea, the old man and I find a place to tell stories, and we can always live, but there is really no Panzi You do the work, and when the time comes, you don't have to go to find things, and you can't always be idle every day and eat dry rice in vain." ”

Sister Cui patted her head and laughed at herself: "I forgot that you are the person that the son fancies, how can you have no ability at all." ”

He was speechless.