Zheng Jiuyan frowned sometimes, sometimes soothing, and sometimes entangled, which made Zheng Zhuyi, who had been watching from the side for a long time, feel very interesting.

After Zheng Jiuyan watched the second time, she only felt that her heart was empty, and she had to wait for another half a month. As soon as he raised his head, he almost bumped into Zheng Zhuyi, but he was taken aback.

Zheng Jiuyan stretched out his hand and flicked Zheng Zhuyi's brain: "What are you doing, probe your brain." ”

Zheng Zhuyi rubbed her forehead, her forehead was definitely red: "What are you doing?" So obsessed? I shouted at you several times but didn't hear you. ”

Zheng Jiuyan turned his jade wrench: "It's nothing." ”

"I don't know you yet, I must have discovered a novel and interesting story, when you read Zhu Louji, it was the same as today." Zheng Zhuyi diverted Zheng Jiuyan's attention while quietly detouring to his left hand side, and snatched the newspaper in his hand with lightning speed.

"Eh-" Zheng Jiuyan didn't react for a while, and the newspaper was snatched away by Zheng Zhuyi. When it comes to Zheng Zhuyi's hands, it is no longer difficult to come out, she is just a Pixiu in the world.

"You don't love what I love, what can you do if you take it, give it back to me quickly." Zheng Jiuyan tried to get it back, but failed.

"Who said that, Zhu Louji is what you love, and I love it too. Let's see what's going on. Zheng Zhuyi rolled up the newspaper, so that the tighter it was clenched, the more difficult it would be for Zheng Jiuyan to snatch it.

"Zheng Zhuyi, return the newspaper to me." Zheng Jiuyan was also angry when he saw that his only newspaper was rolled up, and he originally planned to cut out Mr. Youlin's Qingyun Road and make a collection.

Zheng Zhuyi saw that Zheng Jiuyan was angry, and he stopped frolicking. She was very clever in her brain, and instantly realized that Zheng Jiuyan was angry because of the way she treated the newspaper, she opened the newspaper, but still didn't return it to him, and she also wanted to read it.

"Brother, don't be angry, I was wrong. Just borrow it from me, last time you were so fascinated or watched Zhu Louji, I think I can also like this story. Zheng Zhuyi pulled Zheng Jiuyan's sleeve and begged.

Zheng Jiuyan is a typical eater of soft rather than hard, and his attitude softened with Zheng Zhuyi's performance: "In the Zheng family, you can't get anything." Take it, but I'll only lend you three days, and I'll send it back in three days. ”

"You just lent it to me?" Zheng Zhuyi's words were full of regret, she hadn't read the newspaper, but she felt that her brother didn't spoil her before.

"Huh?" Zheng Jiuyan glanced at Zheng Zhuyi, as if she was going to take back the sentence she lent her.

"Roger. I promise, after three days, I will return it to my brother as it is! Zheng Zhuyi raised his hand and swore.

Then Zheng Zhuyi left quickly with the newspaper. Zheng Jiuyan looked at Zheng Zhuyi's unstable back, and shook her head gently, she was already a fourteen-year-old girl, what should she do in the future.

Zheng Jiuyan's leisure and entertainment came to an end, and he came to his shop to inspect. The Zheng family mainly deals in grain, but also involves other businesses to some extent, such as cloth, tea, and medicinal herbs.

"Young owner, foreigners are here again." The shopkeeper of the cloth village took out a cloth with an exotic style.

"They haven't given up yet?" Zheng Jiuyan twisted it with his hands, the quality was okay, but it couldn't be of the highest quality, and it couldn't be sold at a high price.

"Yes, but their cloth is too expensive, not as cheap as the cloth we collect, and the price can't go down, that is, to make a novelty, collect a few horses. I heard that they had transported a full boatload, and I am afraid that they would lose all their money. The shopkeeper shook his head, their store can't collect a large amount, and other cloth houses are similar, they all have a stable and low-price supply.

"What else did they bring?" Zheng Jiuyan didn't think that a foreigner's boat was full of cloth.

"And tea, clocks...... By the way, there are also medicinal materials with elegant tablets, and I heard the shopkeeper Wang say that the analgesic effect is very good. The shopkeeper of the cloth village listed them one by one.

"The clocks of foreigners are still good." Zheng Jiuyan only commented on the clock, and the meaning of other goods was obvious.

At the same time, Jiang Ling, who is far away in Yinxian County, is working hard to publish a book. But the brush was really not fast, so she remembered the fountain pen when Zhou Zhou proved his identity. She writes with a pen, and her efficiency can definitely be greatly improved.

For a fountain pen, Jiang Ling traveled all over Yin County, but he couldn't find it. Regrettable but expected.

In the end, it was Zhou Zhou who brought hope to Jiang Ling: "On October 12, a ship from overseas docked in Pingbo Province, and overseas merchants should have come with goods. If it's a foreigner with a high nose bridge and yellow hair, then they should be able to sell it, right? The proprietor said that he bought the fountain pen from the hands of a yellow-haired man with a high nose. They won't leave for a while, and if you really want to buy one, you might be able to go to Pingbo Mansion to have a look. ”

"Pingbo Mansion? Overseas businessmen? Jiang Ling had already started planning a three-day trip to Pingbo Mansion, Dayan was a very traditional feudal dynasty, and she was now curious about the extent of foreign development in the same period.

Geographical discoveries? Has the First Industrial Revolution Begun? The more Jiang Ling thought about it, the more her mood changed from curiosity to worry.

"Yes, Pingbo Province is one of the five treaty ports designated by Dayan, and there are often ships of overseas merchants anchored in the port. They come home with a full load every time. But their goods don't seem to be very easy to sell, tea, cloth and the like of the Great Swallow Land and there is no shortage of things, oh, and clocks, I have one at home, and it is also sent by the owner, which is quite practical. They come to Dayan so often, I think they should make a lot of money when they go back. Zhou Zhou gave Jiang Ling popular science.

Zhou Zhou said carelessly, but Jiang Ling's heart stirred up turbulent waves, trade surplus, and silver flowed in. It's no wonder that when she was young, copper coins could meet her daily life, and it was rare to use silver once. And now, at least their Jiang family uses silver more frequently in their daily life in Yin County. Money is becoming less and less valuable.

"Jichuan, what do you think of foreigners?" Jiang Ling asked tentatively. In fact, she wanted to ask what the people in Dayan Temple thought of foreigners. Dongliu's life is too slow, and she misses out too much.

"Foreigner, I have only met once, he is a missionary, he can't leave the Lord in every word, and he still wants me to believe in his Lord, I feel a little frightened, so I don't continue to communicate." Zhou Zhou couldn't help but get goosebumps when he thought of that missionary now, the missionary's belief in their Lord was something he couldn't understand, and he thought it was a little too crazy.

"I don't know if the one I saw was the exception, or if all foreigners were the same, they ...... It's too aggressive. Zhou Zhou paused and found a more suitable adjective, "You can ask them to buy useful goods, but don't have deep friendships with them." ”

"I see." Jiang Ling nodded, if at first she was just for a fountain pen and had the idea of going to Pingbo Mansion, whether she could go or not, then now she must go to Pingbo Mansion to see, she wants to see the truth of this era.