(2 volumes) No Regrets in This Life Chapter 11 The Price of Salvation
The old coachman took the reins and looked into the distance.
"Someone came to pick us up!"
Sure enough, a few fast horses galloped in a moment, and when they approached, the three of them turned over and dismounted.
"Deacon of Jishitang Yangxin Town, Chen Yuehong has seen Miss Ye!"
With a smile on his face, Deacon Chen led the way with a courteous head.
Miss Ye nodded a little tiredly, and she responded.
Turning around, the delicate body floated lightly to the carriage and entered the carriage.
"Let's go!"
The three of them got on their horses again and hurried to the meeting point.
In order to welcome Miss Ye of the Zhenglong Chamber of Commerce, Jishitang invited the chef in the town early.
Two rooms were deliberately vacated, and a lot of effort was put into careful decoration.
I hope to leave a good image in front of Miss Ye, and it can promote the continuation of this big deal.
The carriage entered the leveled field, and several apprentices stepped forward and untied the horses to feed the fodder.
Deacon Chen led the group into the prepared house.
Everyone sat down one after another, and the female apprentice then made hot tea.
"Miss Ye has been running all the way, and it is hard work! The contemptible people have prepared excellent wine and delicacies, and specially prepared for you to wash the dust. ”
"Don't be in a hurry to eat first!"
Miss Ye, who was not interested, waved her fingers.
"Let's take a look at the soaked ebony rattan first, if it doesn't meet the requirements, won't it live up to my trouble?"
"Hmmm! This~"
Chen Yuehong's face was stunned, and he hurriedly opened his mouth to take over: "This is for Miss Ye to catch the wind, it has nothing to do with that transaction, it's just my intention." ”
"Hee~hee~~"
"Why are you so boring, how can you get along with you for many years thanks to my sister Zhiqiu?"
"Lie to you! What are you doing with a dead face? ”
"Today's batch of rattans, Sister Zhiqiu has informed me, as long as the basic requirements are met, I will definitely accept them."
"Whether the trade can continue in the future depends on the goods!"
"If there is anything that the county town doesn't have, hurry up and bring it all up, and let Miss Ben change the taste!"
That Miss Ye's sudden reversal of temperament made Chen Yuehong a little unsure of how to proceed.
Master Huang on his side was busy playing a round game: "Hurry up and serve the food, let Miss Ye taste a few things of game that have just been shipped!" ”
After a while, all kinds of game delicacies were served, and a large table full of steaming was relieved.
A few people who can get on the table take turns to toast and do it first.
Miss Ye also returned the salute every time, and tasted it with her lips.
Until he pinched his fingers and put down the silver chopsticks in his hand.
Deacon Chen and the others got up and took Miss Ye to the warehouse.
Inside, neatly arranged, soaked ebony rattan.
A few apprentices took a few bundles at random from them and placed them on the long table.
"It's a bit of a look!"
Miss Ye casually pulled out one, and the jade wrist flipped over.
"Sss
The five-foot-long rattan swirls in the air with a crunching sound.
"Uncle Gao! You come and see. ”
The hunchbacked old man who was driving the car took a few steps forward, pulled out a rattan, and looked left and right.
"Hmmm! The material is not bad, and the brewing technique can also be used, which should be in a hurry and shorten the time for drying. ”
"Oh!"
"Then can these rattans withstand Uncle Gao's strength several times?"
Deacon Chen, who was standing beside him, changed his face and looked at the hunchbacked coachman.
Is this unsightly hunchbacked coachman a master of the inner family who has practiced his true qi?
The next moment, it confirmed what Deacon Chen was thinking.
"Then give it a try!"
Before the words fell, the figure could no longer be seen clearly, and a string of phantoms swam out.
"Sss
"Sss
"Hiss~~~Boom!"
The hunchbacked coachman was already standing in front of them as if he had never moved.
The wooden wall on the opposite side was filled with light, and the rattan in the driver's hand was only a few feet long.
Chen Yuehong gasped, if he was himself, and if he practiced him for another ten or eight years, he might not be able to achieve such a strong inner family's true qi.
The coachman threw away half of the rattan and shook his head.
"It can only be regarded as middle and upper-class, if you don't shorten the hours, there is no problem in reaching the upper class."
Master Huang of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs stepped forward at this time: "After this rattan is soaked in various potions, if it is made into a broken bone whip, it will have the effect of medicinal poison!" ”
"Oh!"
Miss Ye, who was yawning, suddenly came to her senses.
"This effect can be seen without hitting the dead!"
"Let's demonstrate it yet!"
"Yes!"
Master Huang turned around and pulled out a rattan.
"Smack!"
The handyman who was standing aside and waiting had not yet come to his senses.
The whole person flew out, the clothes on his back were torn, revealing a foot-long bloody wound, and he passed out.
Turning over his wrist, he didn't stop the rattan in his hand.
The rattan shook in the air and slammed it to the other side.
Bu You, who had just been called to the warehouse to move the goods, looked at the rattan and went straight to Wu Yan beside him.
pulled Wu Yan behind him, curled up with one arm to protect his head.
"Smack!" A bang.
Bu You flew into the air, and after landing on the ground, he rolled far away, and his right hand was completely unconscious.
Master Huang came to the unconscious handyman.
"Miss Ye, please take a look!"
"The wound was bright red at first, but in a few breaths it turned brown, and within a quarter of an hour it would turn purple and black again."
Miss Ye squatted down, fiddled with her fingers to open the wound, and watched with curiosity as the wound gradually turned black and purple.
Master Huang then teased: "Once the wound of the injured person turns black and purple, the poison will be attacked. ”
"Even if he is a master of internal qi, if he doesn't die, his combat power will be greatly reduced."
At this moment, Miss Ye's eyes showed excitement.
"Not bad, not bad! This is completely unexpected. ”
The hunchback coachman also looked at Miss Ye and nodded.
Several people were still discussing the details, and the emaciated handyman on the ground was only left with gas.
After a while, a few apprentices came in and carried the freshly choked handyman out of the storeroom.
Master Huang shook his head and said to Miss Ye,
"That little handyman's body is too weak, and he can't see the power of the poison."
Between the words, the life of a handyman is not as good as a domestic cat or dog.
If you're dead, you're dead, and no one cares about that lot of gold coins.
Bu You was lying on the ground, all very hot, and he heard Wu Yan's crying in a daze.
Two apprentices came over and pulled Wu Yan out of the warehouse.
"Look!"
Several people gathered around and squatted down, and Master Huang turned over Bu You's deformed arm with his foot.
"This kind of poison not only makes it difficult for the wound to heal, but also the muscles of the whole body will gradually stiffen."
Miss Ye stretched out her embroidered shoes and ran them on her arm.
The apprentice lying on the ground twitched violently, causing Miss Ye to hurriedly take a few steps back.
Bu You was in severe pain and woke up from his daze.
Raising his head with difficulty, he looked at the few people around.
"That's it!"
"I didn't let Miss Ben run in vain, and there were unexpected surprises."
"The deal will be set for three years, three thousand per year, and then it will be decided after three years."
"Thank you, Miss Ye, for making it happen!"
Deacon Chen and Master Huang had smiles on their faces and hurriedly thanked them.
Deacon Chen waved his hand, and Liu Biao immediately understood, and presented it with a silk cloth covered with a wooden plate.
"These are two rattans that have taken a lot of effort to brew and give to Miss Ye."
"As long as the rare medicinal materials are hard to find, otherwise the contemptible people will not be so stingy."
"Let Miss Ye smile!"
"Oh!"
The hunchbacked coachman stepped forward to lift the silk cloth, picked up a rattan, and looked at it carefully: "Sure enough, it's the best!" ”