"Understood. We will protect the little masters. ”

As soon as Changshun finished speaking, Guo Xiaoxiao's voice rang out.

"They didn't have to be too protective of them, they came here all the way from hiding, and that experience was enough for them to remember. I'm more worried that they won't be able to get over the hurdle in their hearts when they face those dangers. ”

"That Qian mother and son, it will be a scourge to keep them after all, we have to find a way to get rid of them, and it won't involve us."

Looking at the murderous aura in Guo Xiaoxiao's eyes, the Chang family knew that stepping on this was really a murderous intent.

But they didn't understand, why did the young lady suddenly kill the mother and son?

Guo Xiaoxiao didn't say any more, but looked at the increasingly cold Tian'er and said, "Ming'er, I want to go to the bookstore in the town to have a look, which of you will go with me?" ”

Cheng Wanyan was the first to respond: "I'll accompany the young lady to buy some needlework and cotton." ”

"Good. Ming'er went out early. ”

"Yes."

Next.

As soon as the day dawned, Cheng Wanyan drove the carriage out of the village with Guo Xiaoxiao.

There was a drizzle in the air, and the road was a little slippery, and even though they were driving the carriage, it took the two of them half an hour to reach Nameless Town.

Directly parked the carriage outside the bookstore, Guo Xiaoxiao got out of the carriage with an umbrella and went straight into the bookstore.

After turning around the bookstore, Guo Xiaoxiao asked the store: "Shopkeeper, how do you sell your paper?" ”

Seeing Guo Xiaoxiao combing the woman's hair bun, the bookstore owner responded with a standard smile: "This lady is good." The paper in our store is divided into three grades, and the price varies. ”

"We have raw edge paper, wool paper, cotton paper and fine rice paper. I wonder which one Madame needs? ”

Guo Xiaoxiao said without thinking: "How to sell raw edge paper and cotton paper?" ”

"A good rough-edged paper is 280 pieces of paper, a knife of cotton paper is 530 words, and there are 28 pieces of paper in one knife."

"Shopkeeper, I wonder if I can take a look at your good rice paper?"

"Yes. Madame, please wait a moment, I'll go and get it. ”

"There's no hurry."

Taking advantage of the shopkeeper's efforts to take rice paper, Guo Xiaoxiao silently recited in his heart: Sign in to the Yiming bookstore in the nameless town.

Bite!

The host successfully signed in at the Yiming Bookstore in Nameless Town, and received the following rewards: 20 knives of high-quality rice paper, 50 knives of cotton paper, and 100 knives of raw edge paper.

There are three sheep hairs, five long-flowing and five wolf-hairs.

Duan inkstone 2, She inkstone 3, Taohe inkstone 2, pine smoke ink and oil smoke ink each 5.

There are five miscellaneous treatises on Qiyi in the Great Song Dynasty and one copy of the law, which have been put into the system space, please check it by the host.

Listening to 005's broadcast, Guo Xiaoxiao squinted his eyes and smiled.

Well, this trip is not a loss. It's just that it's too cold to come to town often.

After thinking about it, the shopkeeper came over with rice paper, "Madam, this is the best rice paper in our store, please take a look." ”

Guo Xiaoxiao looked at the white rice paper in front of him, then looked at the cotton paper, and finally bought two knives of raw edge paper, a knife of cotton paper and a knife of rice paper, and paid the silver money before walking out of the bookstore.

There were not many pedestrians on the street, and the rain in the air was a little lighter, so Cheng Wanyan drove the carriage to a cloth and stopped the carriage steadily, and then helped Guo Xiaoxiao to get off the carriage and enter the cloth shop.

This time, it was Cheng Wanyan who spoke out first.

"The shopkeeper is good, I'll buy some cotton, how can I sell cotton now?"

Hearing the sound, the woman who was facing away from the door of the store hurriedly turned around, looked at Cheng Wanyan and said with a smile: "Ouch, this is a sister." Cotton, now one hundred and fifteen wen a catty, an increase of almost thirty wen from the previous day. ”

"Up so much?"

"Sister, sit down. Alas, who's to say it's not. But this year, the weather is cold early, and some things can't be exchanged, so the price is not like this. ”

The woman sighed, and then continued, "If it hadn't happened a while ago, I wouldn't have any cotton to sell." ”

"Huh? Hurry up, bring me twelve catties of cotton, and buy a little needle and thread to go back to sewing clothes. Lines of various colors come in a few ways, black and green ones more. ”

"Hey, I'll get it for you, girl, wait a minute."

"Done."

Taking advantage of the woman's efforts to get cotton in the back, Guo Xiaoxiao whispered: "Ask for rags in a while, and bring some back if you can." The people in the village can use it. ”

The sentence "The people in the village can use it", Cheng Wanyan immediately came to his senses, and then nodded in response.

The woman walked twice, finally took out the cotton, turned around to get the embroidery thread, and then looked at Cheng Wanyan, "Sister, what else do you need?" ”

"Sister, do you have any rags?"

"Rags?"

Seeing Cheng Wanyan nodding without hesitation, the woman raised her eyes and glanced at Guo Xiaoxiao, and when she saw her face entering, she responded: "Yes, there are still three sacks in the warehouse, my sister needs it, my sister will let you move it, wait." ”

With that, he hurriedly turned around and walked in.

A short time later, the woman came out with two men carrying sacks.

"Girl, is the carriage outside the door your family? I'll put you in the car. ”

"I'm tired of my sister."

"Wow, it's okay."

When the woman had put the sack and walked in, Cheng Wanyan asked her how much silver she had in cotton and needlework.

"One tael of silver, three hundred and forty wen."

(Note: One tael of silver is consistent money, that is, one thousand wen.) ）

Cheng Wanyan thanked her, gave her the money, and then walked out of the cloth shop with Guo Xiaoxiao.

This time, Guo Xiaoxiao didn't let Cheng Wanyan follow, but walked on the street by herself...

After a while, Guo Xiaoxiao, who came back, was carrying things in both hands.

He carried a duck in his left hand and a large winter melon in his right hand.

Seeing this, Cheng Wanyan quickly greeted him and took the things in Guo Xiaoxiao's hand, "Miss, I'll come." ”

"Hmm. Is there anything else to buy? ”

"No, I've already bought the salt and spices."

"Nacheng, let's go back, it's too cold."

"Yes, Miss sit down." After Guo Xiaoxiao responded, Cheng Wanyan drove the carriage towards the outside of the town...

Nameless Village.

Qian Jinbao looked at his mother and asked with a serious face, "Mother, when will we see my brother?" ”

"Mother, you said that we would be able to see my brother when we got here, but it's been so long, and I haven't seen my brother yet. Mother, when will my brother come back? ”

Hearing this, Qian's face stiffened, his hands froze, and he didn't know how to answer his eldest son's words.

At this moment, she regretted it a little.

She had a feeling that she would never see her well-behaved little son in her life.

The youngest son is in the hands of those people, and that is the sheep in the mouth of the tiger...

Thinking about it, Qian's heart was full of sourness, and the emotions that he had forced in his heart poured out at this moment, and he squatted directly on the ground and cried.

Seeing this, Qian Jinbao was anxious.

He didn't expect his words to make his mother cry like this, quickly ran to his mother, and wiped his tears for his mother in a panic, "Mother, don't cry, mother, don't cry, Jinbao doesn't ask, Jinbao doesn't ask..."