The porridge shack in front of Lan Guifang's door has been erected, and Li Chen, the county master, is the happiest.

5,000 catties of grain is not much, but it is not much, but it is not much, at least it has effectively alleviated the high-pressure mood of the people in the city.

Li Chen personally went to the porridge shed to give porridge, showed his face in front of people, and after he went back, in the newspaper presented to the imperial court, he was ashamed to take Yan Fangxiang's credit on his head, and wrote a strong stroke on his official career.

Of course, 5,000 catties of grain have also become 50,000 catties.

Yan Fangxiang gave porridge and fulfilled Li Chen, but he pit another person---- Yan Fangzhi.

The owner behind the prosperous tooth store is her.

If she wants to become rich, if she wants to take revenge, she must take shortcuts, and making a fortune is a shortcut within a shortcut.

The grain of the heyday tooth bank, one point in, three and a half points out, earning a full bowl of money, and there is a tendency to rise.

At this critical moment, Yan Fangxiang gave porridge for free, and some merchants saw that the publicity effect was good, and they also set up porridge sheds in the same way, and the price of grain was immediately effectively suppressed.

There is porridge every day to make ends meet, and there are naturally fewer children sold at low prices, and Yan Fangzhi's population business is also restricted.

Shopkeeper Shi asked Yan Fangzhi worriedly: "Owner, Lan Guifang is blocking our way, let's kill the surname Yan directly, or poison the porridge?" ”

Yan Fangzhi shook his head: "That Chen Shengnan has a background, and he usually sticks to Yan Fangxiang like a dog skin plaster, we are not big, instead of paying attention to them, it is better to make a fortune in a muffled voice." There were fewer children in the city, so I went outside the city to look for them, and the roads in and out of the city led me to find a way. ”

Yan Fangxiang didn't know that her good deeds had invisibly hurt Yan Fangzhi's interests, and she threw herself into the cause of Xiuzhuang again.

After the embroidery of the four seasons was finished, Yan Fangxiang did not have a big embroidery job, so she went to Lan Guifang every day, gave porridge at noon, and helped Zhenniang weave brocade in her spare time.

Now Lan Guifang's brocade cloth has become a sought-after businessman, and brocade cloth is needed to make ready-to-wear clothes worn by nobles, and the additional orders of the shopkeeper Liu are still brocade cloth......

Yan Fanglan and Yan Fangcao, non-stop brocade, brocade, and brocade, only slept for three hours a day, and their jaws were so tired that they could almost smash the ground and nail nails.

Yan Fangxiang saw that this was not good, so she forcibly drove the two sisters back to the inner house to make up for sleep.

She herself got on the loom to help catch up.

Because of the embroidery on weekdays, the brocade is relatively rare, and the initial machine is a little rusty, a shuttle is not held, and it falls to the ground.

When Zhen Niang saw it, she bent down to pick it up and helped Yan Fangxiang cross the warp.

Yan Fangxiang said embarrassedly: "Zhen Niang, I'm really embarrassed, people only use one person to weave brocade with one loom, I weave brocade, but I take you with me, two people don't top one person." ”

Jane Niang laughed: "Aroma, don't say that. You just usually weave less, and this time the pattern has two more color threads, and you can't do it. When you get used to it, you'll be faster than me. You weave it, I'll help you make the edges for a while. ”

Yan Fangxiang has a talent for female red, and with Zhen Niang's hand, she quickly adapted to the rhythm, and the faster she knitted, the faster she woven.

Weaving and weaving, Yan Fangxiang suddenly stopped weaving, staring directly at the ridge in Zhen Niang's hand, Zhen Niang didn't dare to move, guessing whether the pattern was woven wrong, or Yan Fangxiang was so tired that she was dazzled.

After about two incense sticks passed, Yan Fangxiang came back to her senses and said to Zhen Niang in a daze: "Zhen Niang, perhaps, the loom, can really be woven by two people......

Zhen Niang was inexplicable when she heard it, and when she wanted to ask again, Yan Fangxiang had already run home, and asked the three ladies to help her find Lao Cheng.

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At noon the next day, Lan Guifang had just finished making porridge, and the old man suddenly came running, with blood on his face, shocking to see.

Without waiting for Yan Fangxiang to ask, Lao Fang explained first: "It's not my blood, it's those homeless people." There was a fight between the two sides, and Jianxun and the four teenagers in the village were taken away, and they were exchanged for 500 catties of grain the day after tomorrow. I sprinkled tracking powder on Jianxun and wanted to use Ah Hua to find someone. ”

Yan Fangxiang pondered for a moment: "In case the other party wades into the river, or puts Jianxun in a bucket, Ah Hua will not be able to track it." Just in case, let's make two preparations, one hand is ready to save people, and the other hand is ready to replace people. ”

The old side was a little hesitant, the current grain is more expensive than gold, and if it is transported to the suburbs, it will definitely be targeted by countless displaced people, and he can no longer be capable, and he will not be able to withstand the opponent's crowd tactics.

Yan Fangxiang understood the old man's hesitation, and nodded his head: "I'll make a layer of camouflage for the grain to ensure that no one will grab the grain." ”

On the second day, two flatbed donkey carts were prepared, the bottom of the flatbed was covered with grain, rags were covered, and then there was no more.

No other disguise?

The old man looked at Yan Fangxiang with a question mark in his head.

Yan Fangxiang turned her head to the three men and said, "What about the people you asked to gather?" ”

The three men replied to Yan Fangxiang with a determined look, clapped their hands arrogantly, and twelve or thirteen people came out of the courtyard, dressed in tatters, their faces were pale and pale, and there were pickled things such as blood or mud.

Lao Fang carefully identified the contours of his face, and it turned out to be old acquaintances such as Haozi, Lao Cheng, A Yong, and Wang Fengzi.

A few people climbed into the donkey cart and lay on the grain bags in a strange shape, motionless, looking at them from a distance, like ----- a pile of dead people.

Yan Fangxiang explained to Lao Fang: "Uncle Fang, the imperial court handed over the work of disposing of the corpse to Brother Wang Feng, and the eldest brother was very enthusiastic, both out of the car and out of the person. Such a disguise is disgusted even by the homeless, let alone thinking that there will be food below. ”

Not to mention, this trick is the most feasible way to be disliked by people and hated by dogs.

Yan Fangxiang did not hesitate to smear a ball of mud on her body, and stretched out her "claws" to Chen Shengnan.

Chen Shengnan hurriedly dodged away: "What are you going to do?" ”

Yan Fangxiang's eyes were full of teasing: "Aren't you sticking to me every day?" I'm going to disguise myself as a corpse and go to Liuhe Village, if you go, you have to disguise it; If you don't go, you don't need it. ”

"Go, go, go!" Chen Shengnan grabbed Yan Fangxiang's hand and rubbed the mud on his body, not knowing what the pickled rice was.

The old man opened his mouth to stop Yan Fangxiang, but Yan Fangxiang's attitude was categorical: "Uncle Fang, such two big truckloads of people are all out of the city to save my brother, how can I hide in the city by myself?" I've got to go along. ”

What else did Lao Fang say, but Haozi stepped forward to stop him: "Uncle Fang, there are a few of us here, and you can't protect your sister-in-law?" Instead of letting her go in danger by herself, it is better to follow us. ”

One sentence successfully made Lao Fang shut up.

The three donkey carts slowly went out of the city, and the city guards saw Wang Fengzi pressing the cart coming, and opened the city gate from a distance, without even checking it.

As Yan Fangxiang expected, a group of vehicles was unimpeded, and when they encountered homeless people, they either looked at them sluggishly, or avoided them from afar.

The grain was successfully transported to Liuhe Village.

The old man took Ah Hua to track Yan Jianxun's breath, and as Yan Fangxiang expected, he lost his trace by a river on the mountain, and Ah Hua couldn't identify the whereabouts.

I can only wait for the displaced people to come to the door tomorrow and exchange food for people.