"Lao Tzu fought with you!" The black fat man's eyes were fierce, and he rushed towards Lu Qingcao quickly.

There was a cold flash in his hand, and it turned out to be a short dagger.

At a distance of a few meters, Chu Yanning's long sword could not be used, and when he shot again, the dagger had already arrived in front of Lu Qingcao.

Lu Qingcao whipped his whip hard!

Syllable!

The whip exploded in the air and landed on the fat black man, leaving a blood-colored flower behind.

The man was in pain, his hand shook and the dagger fell to the ground, he bent down to pick it up, Chu Yanning's long sword had already arrived in front of him.

The moment the cold light flashed, the man's head hit the ground, rolled on the ground a few times, and fell into the stinky ditch.

The two on the side were already frightened, slumped on the ground and kept kowtowing: "The hero spares his life, let's go and turn ourselves in, spare us!" ”

Although the two of them committed a serious crime, they did not want to die in this wilderness.

"Tie yourself up and follow me to the yamen." Chu Yanning withdrew his sword and dropped a rope.

The rope he used to tie firewood was more than enough for two people.

The two of them tied their hands neatly, tied a dead knot by the way, and looked at Chu Yanning with gratitude: "Thank you, thank you, thank you." ”

Chu Yanning held the rope and didn't say anything, pulling the two of them slowly in the opposite direction of the county office.

Lu Qingcao looked at the back of him leaving, his gaze stayed for two seconds, and then turned around and walked in the opposite direction.

The aunt looked at Lu Qingcao in shock, patted her chest lightly and said: "Qingcao, you are so bold, you scared me to death just now, the dagger is here, you are not in a hurry, or you can do a big business!" I can't leave it alone......"

The aunt seemed to have opened the conversation box, and she kept talking along the way.

The further you went to Fanbang, the drier the land became, and there was no moisture on the hot sand, as if it hadn't rained at all.

When passing through the checkpoint, there is no obstruction in the slightest, and you pass directly.

This time the business went very smoothly, and it was a little unbelievable that it went so smoothly that Lu Qingcao was a little unbelievable.

Although separated by only two mountains, everything in Fanbang is like another world, and even the scenery is completely different.

On the way back, Lu Qingcao sat on the ox cart, holding a dog's tail grass in his mouth, thinking about his thoughts arbitrarily.

The aunt held the money bag and counted it over and over again, with a smile at the corner of her eyes and eyebrows: "Qingcao, you gave me so much, I was really embarrassed to take it, and I didn't do anything." ”

"Auntie, there will be a place for you to help in the future, you're welcome." Lu Qingcao pillowed his arm.

She already had too much silver to fit in one purse, and she needed to bring two more.

After handing over the pickles, the Fanbang people did not make a reservation, and they could only come again next time if they wanted to do business.

This method is too passive, and if Fanbang does not make a reservation, it will not be able to do business.

Lu Qingcao looked up at the sky turning from blue to foggy, and thought for a while: It would be nice if I could open a store in Fanbang.

But now the eight directions are unstable, and once there is a war, the store will be destroyed in an instant, and the hard work will be ruined.

If only there was a way to do it......

In the blink of an eye, we have crossed the border and returned to the territory of the Great Victorious Country.

The aunt nervously put away the money bag, tucked it into the waist of her underwear, and clasped her hands around her chest.

When passing by the bayonet, the aunt tightened her hand even more, for fear of being seen.

"Coming back so soon? Earned a lot this time, right? The bearded man sat at the doorway with a bowl of hot tea and drank it heavily, looking at the two of them greedily like a wolf.

The aunt shook her head, but clasped her hands.

The more nervous she was, the easier it was to arouse suspicion, Lu Qingcao looked at her and started a round: "How much can pickles be sold for?" The cost of the road is not enough. ”

The mustache in the pickle jar has been seen, and it is indeed filled with pickles.

This thing can't be eaten as a meal, and the price is not high, so it really can't be sold for a few dollars.

Seeing this, the bearded man didn't stop him, and let the two of them go.

Lu Qingcao looked around, but did not find the familiar figure.

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After arriving at the black market, the two went home separately.

The aunt couldn't wait with the heavy money bag.

With just one trip, she was able to rebuild a house that was even better than the original.

As soon as Lu Qingcao arrived at the door of the house, he heard the noise inside.