Chapter 18: The Adventures of Yuankang City
The dirt road was a little bumpy, Qin Shumei covered his chest and covered the pearls in the dark pocket that rose and fell with the bumps, knowing that the biggest one was missing inside.
"It's not me who said, just let me take you into the city, others really don't know about this way."
Niu Dapeng looked proud, skillfully drove the ox cart, led the team to the front, and talked about idle articles with or without a ride.
"See, that's Yuankang City. Isn't it magnificent? ”
Hearing this, Qin Shumei sat up and looked towards Niu Dapeng's finger.
In the distance is a small gray town, bleak in the glorious sunset. If Ziyun City is at the level of a palace, then Yuankang City is an adobe house.
Embarrassed to refute Niu Dapeng, she lay on her back on the pile of goods again, thinking about what to do when she entered the city.
"The official who guards the city is familiar with me, and there is no problem in entering the city." Niu Dapeng swore and patted his chest to promise.
"You have to pay the entrance fee, two cents per person."
He remembered this, lowered his voice, looked at Yang Zhaoquan, and opened his mouth. Niu Dapeng only had two pennies for himself to enter the city, and he didn't have any more.
Do you need money to enter a city? It's dark enough to defend the city. As long as you own this city, it is not a dream to make a fortune on tolls.
Qin Shumei shook his head and didn't get up. She has nothing but pearls on her body and silver tickets, and if she gives it to a good place, it will be a big trouble.
Yang Zhaoquan took out a handful of copper coins from his money bag. When he was captured, all the money on him had already been collected, and it was taken from the assassin who had killed them.
Niu Dapeng took it with Xiaoxiao, counted it, and returned the more to Yang Zhaoquan.
"Let's just say that we're here to sell vegetables, you don't have to worry about it, I'll say that."
Although his mouth was hard, but seeing the familiar city gate approaching, Niu Dapeng became nervous for no reason, obviously he had entered a place many times, but he couldn't help sweating his palms.
After lining up to enter the city, he found that the guards here were twice as strict as before. The usual slack was gone, and the entire city gate was surrounded by a sense of severity.
"What are you doing in the city?"
The guard interrogated, rummaging through the contents of the ox cart.
Facing the guard's familiar face, Niu Dapeng only felt that his throat was dry, and when he opened his mouth, he only made a hoarse sound, so he could only clear his throat first.
"Ahem, sir, don't you remember the little one? Niu Dapeng! He pointed at himself with a slightly trembling finger, and an ugly smile hung on the corner of his mouth.
There was Yang Wu, a cold-faced god in the back, and there were stinky officers and soldiers in front of him, and he only felt that entering the city was like a year.
"The little one is here to sell vegetables, no, bring a few acquaintances from the village to help." Niu Dapeng said as he stuffed the hot copper plate in his hand into the guard's hand.
The guard looked down and counted the money, pouting and putting it in the bag.
"Selling vegetables and bringing women?" He playfully glanced at Qin Shu's eyebrows from the corner of his eyes, and then glared at Niu Dapeng.
"My sister-in-law will settle the accounts, and she will bring it to us to settle the accounts." Yanchang saw Niu Dapeng's mouth open and cold sweat, and knew that he could no longer rely on this honest countryman.
He took a few steps forward to push Niu Dapeng away, stuffed a bag into the guard's hand, and smiled flatteringly with low eyebrows: "Master is hard." ”
The guard flipped the money bag, heard the crisp sound of the copper plates colliding, was quite satisfied with the weight, and glanced at Yanchang.
"Don't blame me for being strict, this strict order from the imperial court, from here to Liangzhou, all cities along the road must be strictly investigated, we are the one to execute." He casually took the money bag into his arms, got out of the way, and let go.
"Brother Chuan, just let it go? Aren't you afraid they're the fugitives? ”
As the ox cart walked away, a younger guard next to him came up and pounded him with his elbow.
"What are you afraid of? It's not like I haven't seen Niu Dapeng, give him a hundred dares, dare to mess with the fugitives? The man called Brother Chuan took out a few copper coins from his money bag and stuffed them into the hands of the little guard.
"Fugitives are so easy for us to meet? Open your eyes and close your eyes. ”
The little guard took the money and happily returned to stand up. Brother Chuan is still knowledgeable, the sky is falling and he is tall, and he is worried about something.
This group of strong men entered the city twice as fast as the old lady in front of them.
Genuine fugitives can fish in troubled waters under the noses of the guards by leaning on copper plates. Qin Shumei looked at the distant city gate, and couldn't help sighing: Money can make ghosts grind.
Yuankang City is very consistent inside and outside, how dilapidated on the outside, how shabby on the inside.
There is only one main street in the whole city, and there are very few merchants. Because of the proximity to the closing of the city gate, there are really few shops open for business, and pedestrians on the road are rushing home, and only one restaurant still takes advantage of the dinner time to open the door panel, in a vain attempt to attract a few customers.
"Let's go have a meal first, I'm tired today." Yang Zhaoquan spoke, and no one in the team dared to disobey, even Niu Dapeng obediently handed over the cow he was holding to the shopkeeper.
The shopkeeper is a teenager who can do things, and the bright smile on his face all the year round has just added a few folds to himself, and he laughs at the vicissitudes of life that do not belong to his age.
"Guest officer, please, what do you want?"
Listening to this classic line, Qin Shumei didn't hold his mouth for a while, and said casually: "Look good!" ”
When Yanchang heard this, he subconsciously shook his deflated money bag, and his shocked gaze was fixed on Qin Shumei.
Is this still the sister-in-law who eats and sleeps with everyone?! Sister-in-law, be sober! This is not a national mansion! We don't have any money now!
Although Yang Zhaoquan also knew that he didn't have much money on him now, looking at Qin Shumei's sparkling eyes, he still acquiesced to her willfulness. The little girl has suffered a lot all the way, and now she wants to ask for table dishes in this kind of restaurant, do you still have to look at her face?
I can't afford to eat the overlord meal, ah no, it's a big deal to pay off the debts for the store, anyway, he and Sanyan have nothing, it's just a lot of strength.
Niu Dapeng saw that no one raised objections, so naturally he didn't stop him. Whoever orders the food pays the bill, and if he can eat a good meal, he will stop people from ordering it when his brain is in water.
In fact, as soon as these words came out, Qin Shumei regretted it.
But this sentence seemed to ignite the fire primer of the shopkeeper, he was like a second kicker, and at the same time as launching into the back kitchen, he let out an earth-shattering shout: "The last table is good!" ”
Well, it's too late to regret it, Qin Shumei smiled awkwardly at a few people, holding the hidden pocket on his chest, it seems that the pearl on his body has to be folded again.
It may be that he spent a lot of money to enjoy VIP treatment, and the speed on the cold dishes can be called fast.
"The dish is here, you use it slowly!" The shopkeeper held the plate steadily, as if he was not holding a cold cucumber in his hand, but a dragon liver and phoenix brain.
There were three plates on a table, and the newly brought cold cucumber joined the team of cold nepeta and cold bitter gourd, and the three dishes were green together.
Qin Shumei put down the hand that was touching the pearl, and sure enough, the wealth was broken and the disaster was eliminated, if the wealth was not broken, the disaster would not be eliminated. Her poor stomach seemed to have to have this difficulty.
In the previous life, even if you went out to nibble on the green belt, you would not eat greener and healthier than in this life.
"Do you have meat dishes here?"
"Yes, yes!" The shopkeeper conjured up a plate of pig ears and gently placed them in front of Qin Shumei.
She tasted a bite of a pig's ear, hey, this rubber band-like texture, this aged pickle-like taste, this... Hard pig hair that hasn't been plucked clean.
Qin Shumei silently put down the chopsticks he had just picked up, and single-handedly stopped the shopkeeper who was panicking to the back kitchen.
"How is your business?"