Chapter 8: Dangyu
In the early morning of the next day, Zhao Huiwei spent a penny to take the ox cart of the old Liu Tou in the east of the village to the town, and she was going to the town today to do something big.
She's going to take the jade as it!
Of course, it was a big decision she made after being woken up twice at night by starvation.
Daddy, you will forgive me in the Heavenly Spirit, won't you?
If your impostor girl is starved to death, you really don't have a girl!
Zhao Huiwei really had a bitter tear, other book wearers are either golden fingers or martial arts, and they are proficient in all kinds of medical skills.
It's a complete piece of waste to her, what to do, nothing to eat.
She was a junior in college before she arrived, majoring in finance, and was waiting to graduate and go home to inherit her dad's company.
Oh no, now let's go to the dream inheritance.
Luohua Village, Zhao Huiwei's home.
Not long after she left, a figure quickly got in, and if Zhao Huiwei was there, she would definitely recognize that this was Yan Yuan, who stabbed the man in black to the heart.
Yan Yuan came to deliver medicine to Shen Mingnan this time, otherwise with the bags of medicine that Zhao Huiwei bought, his master would have died of illness long ago.
Shen Mingnan pinched the pill and swallowed it directly, but after a moment, his face became a lot more rosy.
"What about her? Where to? ”
Yan Yuan was stunned for a moment before he understood who his master was talking about.
"Miss Zhao went to town."
In town?
Zhao Huiwei went out early in the morning, he knew, but he didn't know what she was going to do.
After pondering for a moment, he said slowly: "Go and send someone to follow her, I have to know what she has done and who she has come into contact with."
Yan Yuan received the order, prepared to withdraw, but I didn't know what I remembered, and said again: "Master, the latest news, Miss Nanjia is imprisoned in the Prince's Mansion."
Hearing this, Shen Mingnan sneered, playing captivity? is worthy of Cheng Yu's style, and the daughter of the court minister dares to tie up, she is really not afraid of being criticized.
He sneered, waved his hand to signal Yeon-won to go out, and his voice was cold and soft, "He won't succeed, I promise." ”
Luohua Village is not far from Xinglin Town, and it is only half an hour to take the ox cart, and as soon as she arrives at the station, Zhao Huiwei hurriedly jumps off the car, and her bones are about to fall apart along the way.
After getting out of the car, I quickly stretched my muscles and bones before I felt alive.
After listening to Lao Liu's explanation, he would wait at this intersection at noon.
The quaint town buildings look gray, the only thing that has a little color is the winding bluestone road on the ground, there are already people selling vegetables on both sides of the road, the shops on the side of the road have been opened, the steaming bun shop, the restaurant where people come and go, at this time, Zhao Huiwei really has a sense of reality that she really came to ancient times.
But her purpose this time was not to appreciate the town, she spent two pennies to buy a meat bun, and after filling her stomach, she searched in the memory of the original owner, and found a pawnshop in the most remote corner of the town.
She glanced at the name and walked the pawnshop carefully, this name also has a deep meaning, probably to advise those who come in to be things to think carefully, right?
Not to mention, it's very intimate, so let's do it.
The light in the pawnshop was not bright, and there was an old gentleman sitting behind the counter who seemed to be nobody.
Hearing the sound of people coming in, he didn't have too many eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "Live or die?"
When she came, Zhao Huiwei had already thought about it, because this was the token returned by Yang Niangzi, and she looked at it as true, so she decided to die, and she was not ready to redeem this piece of jade again.
Zhao Huiwei said calmly: "Die."
I thought silently in my heart, Dad, this piece is not good, my daughter will change it for you in the future.
Hearing the death, the old gentleman raised his head, and he looked at this piece of mutton fat jade, which was a piece of high-grade jade.
"Three hundred taels, it should be inappropriate."
Quoting a number, the old gentleman continued to play with his calculations.
Zhao Huiwei quickly made a conversion in her heart, which was enough for her to salted fish for a while!
"Dang!"
The old gentleman nodded and wrote a basis, and Zhao Huiwei even guessed the traditional Chinese characters.
Probably because it was determined that it would be a dead thing, and the future buying and selling would have nothing to do with the seller, there was no big problem, and Zhao Huiwei pressed his handprint.
Seeing that the old gentleman got up to get the silver, Zhao Huiwei hurriedly said: "I want ten taels of silver, and all the rest will be exchanged for silver tickets."
After walking out with the money, Zhao Huiwei looked at everything amiable.
Zhao Huiwei bought dozens of catties of rice and noodles, weighed five catties of fat meat to squeeze oil, and bought a lot of seasonings, and everything she had eaten recently faded out of her mouth.
In the end, I went to the medical hall and described Shen Mingnan's condition, and I went for five taels of silver just to grab a medicine!
When she got the medicine, Zhao Huiwei scolded all the way.
It's not just a rice bucket, it's a loser!
However, as long as she thought that Shen Mingnan would leave after his injury, she felt that the world was worth it.