Chapter 22: The Times

Yang Ge knew that the second child in the grain shop must have misunderstood.

So he has to go back and buy food today!

If he doesn't go back, he is afraid that the next time he goes back to the shop, Xiao Er will see him and report directly to the official......

After going to the money bank, Yang Ge smoothly exchanged ten taels of silver ingots for five one-tael broken silver horns and five heavy money strings.

After all, he just didn't dare to show the waist card of the embroidered clothes guard to the magical creature who read it as a shopkeeper and a big trumpet.

He has no worries about the shopkeeper of the bank...... It is hard to say whether the person who can be the shopkeeper of the money bank is tight or not, but he must be a reasonable person who knows the importance of things.

What can be said and what can't be said, Yang Ge believes that the three words "embroidered clothes" will definitely make him think clearly.

Not to mention, the heavy money strings on the body have a feeling better than the fluttering silver ingots.

Yang Ge listened to the collision of copper coins on his body, and couldn't help but pinch the bulging money bag on his waist with his hand as he walked, and the more he walked, the more his steps floated.

Xiao Huang learned his steps, and as the two walked and walked, they walked out of the steps that the six relatives did not recognize.

'A bucket of corn is 190 wen, one stone is 190 wen, and 10 stone is 1,900 wen!' ’

'A bucket of barley is thirty wen, one stone is three hundred wen, and five stone is fifteen hundred!' ’

Together, that's three thousand four hundred texts! ’

'One tael of silver is one thousand two hundred wen, and three thousand four hundred wen is two two hundred and one thousand wen!' ’

Yang Ge counted the food money he was about to pay as he walked, and after calculating it, he lamented: "It's really like catching ghosts and spending money like running water!" ”

Maybe it was too painful, and even the pace of the six relatives who didn't recognize it was much more restrained, and he pondered in his heart: 'After buying so much grain, let's buy less meat, it's enough to taste it, and if you buy too much, you can't save it...... Why don't you buy a few hens now and keep them for later? ’

In this way, even if the price of meat rises again, there will be eggs to support it, and the source of protein will not be cut off. ’

'The old man's side is spacious, so he can raise more chickens and ducks...... Well, Ming'er will bring more chicken and duck seedlings in the past! ’

The sudden rise in food prices reminded him of the Xie family's incident before.

This gave him a bad feeling, and he speculated that the court might be using troops against the Tartars again......

Otherwise, wouldn't this fig leaf of the nobles colluding with the Tartars and raising the self-respect of the nobles be in vain?

Yang Ge was thinking about what supplies he needed to stock up on to deal with the possible turmoil of the times, when he suddenly noticed the man walking towards him.

The man was wearing a pile of gray clothes that couldn't hide his shame, and his shape was so withered and so strong that he couldn't tell whether he was a middle-aged man in his thirties or early forties.

With a lock of straw stuck in his head, the man walked slowly along the street with a blank look on his face, his steps so erratic that he might fall down at any moment and never get up again.

The pedestrians around him were far away from this man, and they couldn't stop looking at him with eyes that didn't know whether it was response or pity.

I don't know what's wrong, as soon as Yang Ge saw this person's empty eyes, his footsteps involuntarily slowed down.

He slowly stopped, and watched the man stagger past him, looking at the big and small ones lying on the cart, wrapped in mats.

"This brother!"

He spoke suddenly, and shouted softly.

The man in gray pulled the cart as if he had never heard of it, and continued to walk forward step by step.

"Big brother!"

Yang Ge hurried two steps forward and grabbed him.

The man in gray turned his head to look at Yang Ge blankly, but his eyes couldn't reflect his figure: "You, your name is me?" ”

His voice was so vague that it seemed to come from the other side of the mountain, and Yang Ge couldn't hear what he was saying unless he was close.

Yang Ge sniffed the rancid smell on this person's body, forced himself not to look at the big and small ones on the cart, and asked, "How much silver do you need to bury them?" ”

The man in gray looked at him stunned and didn't answer for a long time.

Yang Ge took Xiao Huang by the hand, didn't urge him, just waited patiently.

After a long while, the man replied, "Five, five hundred? ”

Five hundred texts?

Less is a lot.

But where is it enough to bury this big and small ......

Yang Ge thought for a few breaths, and by rubbing his hands on his body, he took out two pieces of broken silver horns from his belt, and then took advantage of the situation to hold the cold palm of the man in gray, and said loudly: "You have to cheer up, look forward, life will always be better!" ”

The pedestrians who slowed down to watch the bustle around them, and when they heard Yang Ge's unnutritious words, they all pursed the corners of their mouths in disdain, turned their heads and continued walking.

The man in gray sensed a foreign body sensation coming from the palm of his hand, and lowered his head to look at his hand in a daze.

"Don't look!"

Yang Ge tugged at his palm and didn't let go, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Take the money and bury them well...... Don't thank me now, if you have the spare energy in the future, reach out to help those in need, and thank me. ”

He let go of the leash and slowly clenched the cold and stiff palms of the man in gray with his two hands, pinching the two broken silver horns.

The man in gray still couldn't help but glance down, from the silver-white light between his fingers, and the strange foreign body sensation in the palm of his hand, he finally knew what he was in his hand.

"En, Engong!"

His choked backhand gripped Yang Ge's hands tightly, and his empty eyes were quickly drowned out by water vapor.

Yang Ge shook his head at him slightly, and said softly: "Live well, an old man I respect very much told me that the living, with the hope of the absent, live well, move forward, and don't ......look back."

After saying that, he forcibly broke away from the man's stiff palm, patted the man's shoulder, picked up the leash and left.

The man in gray was stunned in place with tears streaming down his face, watching Yang Ge's back gradually disappear into the sea of people, and after a while, his legs bent, and he fell to the ground with a "poof", and knocked his head three times in the direction where Yang Ge disappeared.

"Hey, a few words that shouldn't be eaten or drunk are worth knocking you toe?"

……

Yang Ge walked ahead and entered Chaimen Street, leading the way to the grain shop guys who were delivering grain behind.

As he walked, he stroked the little yellow head and said with relief: "Don't be disappointed, next time, next time Dad is making money, I will definitely buy you meat to eat......

"Xiao Huang!"

An old laugh came from the front.

Yang Ge fixed his eyes and saw Shopkeeper Liu and Master Liu Mang.

The two of them are tall and short, strong and thin, and there is an indescribable sense of contrast when they stand together.

The short, thin, and still earning money conscientiously.

Offering to the tall, strong ......

As soon as he saw Shopkeeper Liu, Xiao Huang's tail dragging on the ground suddenly stood up.

Seeing this, Yang Ge simply loosened the leash.

Xiao Huang spread out his four paws and pounced on Shopkeeper Liu.

"Ouch, Xiao Huang, you're sinking again, grandpa can't hold you anymore...... Why did you wear this thing today? Did your father bully you? ”

Shopkeeper Liu happily caught Xiao Huang, gently stroked its head and neck, and at the end, he suddenly conjured an egg like magic and brought it to Xiao Huang's eyes: "Look, what did Grandpa bring you?" ”

Liu Mang stood aside with his arms in his arms and rolled his eyes.