"Brother Chen, the world is uneven, the rivers and lakes are far away, and there is a time for reunion."

After three wines, Yuan Siqiao hugged his fists and said goodbye. The white clothes swept away, and in a flash, disappeared into the night and the wind.

Chen Jing put down the action of arching his hand and slowly withdrew his gaze. Xing Xiaojiu, who was standing beside him, also breathed a sigh of relief for a while.

"Xiao Jiu, what did you just say, eight mountains, six rivers and four bridges?"

"The owner is eight mountains, six rivers and four bridges, seven treasures, five bottles and three knives. is talking about the top six people in martial arts in the rivers and lakes. The four bridges are the chief helmsmen of the four bridges. ”

"Three knives? Camel Mountain Du three knives? ”

Xing Xiaojiu's eyes looked disdainful, "He's a master of eggs." The three knives are the martial artists on the side of Di Guo, and they carry three tiger-headed broadswords on their backs, which are very fierce! ”

"Xiao Jiu, why don't you have your name?"

"That's what I left them to do."

"Then you didn't beat Master Yuan just now?"

"I'm hungry, host."

Xing Xiaojiu quickly ran towards the racecourse.

Chen Jing stood in the evening breeze, deep in thought. The box thing should be solved. In addition, there is also about Mr. Big, it won't be long before there will be another war.

The development of the horse farm should be accelerated.

……

After a good night's sleep, when Chen Jing got up again, the world outside the racecourse was already full of morning light. Faintly, you can still smell the aroma of porridge and rice coming from the stove house.

Stretching, Chen Jing put on his robe and just walked to the door of the racecourse. All of a sudden, he saw Husie and hurried over, looking exhausted.

"What about you?"

"Don't mention, I was knocked unconscious during my night patrol yesterday, and I lay on the haystack for several hours. Later, I asked Brother Xiaojiu, and he said that he accidentally knocked the wrong person. ”

Chen Jing patted Hu Xi on the shoulder. In any case, last night, Yuan Siqiao, the chief helmsman, acted in a way that was above board.

"By the way, the owner, Mr. Ma sent someone over and said that he would visit later."

Chen nodded.

After the bandits, not only the villagers in Tang Village, but also Ma Fatzi's side, the relationship was much more harmonious.

Not long after, as Hussi said, the fat man sat on a carriage with his bloated body, and behind the carriage was carrying six or seven bags of rice grain.

"Little owner, be polite and polite!"

"Master Ma, be polite."

The fat man gasped for breath twice, poured two more bowls of tea, and his fat face slowly eased up.

"You see that I have forgotten, it took so many days before I remembered to send a few bags of rice to the little owner."

Chen Jing smiled quietly.

Regarding the fat horse, he is not too hostile. Although he is a local gentleman, he is far from the point of "eating human life". When he fights bandits, he can be regarded as a man.

There is no need to guess that he knows that there must be something wrong with Lao Ma's move.

"If there is something, Master Ma might as well say it directly, how about it?"

"Look at me, I forgot that the little proprietor is a man of God! Dare to do these tricks. The fat man raised his hand and slapped himself in the face.

Chen Jing comforted.

Gradually, the fat man's expression quickly became serious.

"The little proprietor does it, but it's the business of the horse racing gang?"

"Naturally."

Ma Fatzi exhaled, "Don't hide it from the little owner, I want to do a business." ”

"What business?"

"Two hundred taels!" Ma Fatzi directly took out the silver ticket and put it on the desk.

The remuneration is a lot, which makes Chen Jing's eyes narrow.

"The small owner also knows that the situation has been a bit chaotic recently. I'm over there in Luzhou...... and two thousand taels of silver for the sale of grain, which were not recovered. The grain money has been delayed for two or three years, after selling my two warehouses of rice. ”

"Master Ma, you should find the official workshop, otherwise, go find a few martial arts to get it back. I'm Chen Jing, but I'm just a poor horse gang. ”

"The rest of the people, where can there be such a means as a small owner. Moreover, I have recently heard that the old man who owes his debts is going to move his family to the north, and he is estimated to be a laizi. ”

The situation is turbulent, and as long as there are road guides and documents, it is normal for families to move.

"Three, three hundred taels!" The fat man gritted his teeth, "If you can get it back, I will give you three hundred taels!" ”

"Where?"

"Lu Zhou."

Luzhou, one of the six prefectures of Jingyi, has been going northeast, about two or three hundred miles, and you can reach it. If you do a rough calculation, it will take seven or eight days to go back and forth. Of course, if you can swap one person and three horses, and you are not afraid of running a dead horse, five days is enough at most. But now, every horse in the horse farm is Chen Jing's heart.

Recently, except for Li Heng, who was recuperating from his injuries, the rest of the Zhuang people were practicing the art of horse bows. Moreover, Yuan Siqiao came over last night, which vaguely proved one thing. It won't be long before the area around Ping'an Town will become more and more chaotic.

At that time, even if you go south, you will need a sum of money to settle down, reopen a horse farm, and even other businesses. It costs a lot of silver, both inside and out.

This time when he went to Luzhou, what he had to do was to find a way to sell the "treasures" in his hands first.

"Five hundred taels." Chen Jing knocked on the table, "Master Ma should know that due to the transfer of the camp army, there is also some chaos in Luzhou. Everyone knows that although I, Chen Jing, am not a greedy person, but under my hands, these good men who lick the knife will always have more points. ”

The fat man was silent for a while, "Cheng." If I can't get it back, I will give you a hundred taels of silver as a reward. ”

Chen Jing laughed.

"Master Ma, give me some time to prepare, how about it?"

"No problem, this is the address of Na Laizi, so please ask the little owner."

……

Seriously, this is the first round of business at Xujia Racecourse. Although it is not a running stock, it is also a happy event to make a profit.

"Husie, you stay in Zhuangzi."

Hu Xi was stunned, raised his head, and his face was a little aggrieved. According to his idea, he wanted to follow the horse gang to make money.

"When we get back, you can also divide the money." Chen Jing added.

In Zhuangzi, there is no man who can't do it. With Hu Xi and Li Heng recuperating from his injuries, plus the people in Tang Village are also familiar with each other, the horse farm will definitely help in distress, and it is not a big problem.

"Ten days at most, I'll be able to rush back." Chen Jing condensed his voice. He raised his head and looked around at the Zhuang people around him. There were women and children, old and weak, and even Song Yu was among them, looking at him worriedly.

Although it is said that bringing the family into Zhuangzi together will definitely have a lot of concerns. But it is this concern that can make the people under him willing to follow him and follow him to the north and south.

Otherwise, why would he dare to raise a soldier and rise step by step.

Even if you tinker with glass beads, you are worried about being calculated.

In this kind of world, heroes such as Xing Xiaojiu, Hu Dong, and Hu Xi are nothing more than their families having a house to cover their heads and a hungry stomach.

"Brothers." Chen Jing spoke.

Xing Xiaojiu and the other four heroes gathered around Chen Jing. Everyone's face has a look of yearning.

"I, Chen Jing, asked, do you dare to pick up the sword and bow and go with Lao Tzu to earn silver?"

"I'm willing to beg for food with the owner!"