Mai Dong is the shopkeeper of the branch of Wangshan Town, Zhinuan Cloth Village, and it is necessary to prepare summer clothes in advance when early summer is approaching.

And the silk yarn and silk yarn needed in this summer also need to be decided and distributed by the big shopkeeper of the Zhinuan Cloth Village in the county.

It is for this reason that the shopkeeper Mai is preparing to take his eldest son, who is already fifteen years old, to the county seat.

At this time, the two were standing in front of the carriage to say goodbye to their wives (mothers) and children (younger siblings).

The lady of the Mai shopkeeper is very delicate, holding a ten-year-old girl in her left hand, and gently instructing her father-in-law and eldest son.

"The road is too bumpy, don't rush to the road, if it's late, stay in the county seat for the night, and come back tomorrow."

A change of clothes was wrapped for you, the dry food and pastries steamed in the morning were packed in a food box, and the sheepskin pouch was cooled with honey. ”

Shopkeeper Mai also smiled softly: "I know everything, I will take care of myself and my eldest son." Don't be tired at home. ”

Then he looked down helplessly at the five-year-old who was still holding his legs and clamoring for candy and toys, and said to his daughter: "Your mother is weak, you help her take care of your brother at home, and when your father comes back, I will buy you the golden cloves of Yujinlou." ”

The little girl responded softly, but her eyes glanced into the carriage, only the door of the carriage hung a bamboo curtain, naturally I couldn't see anything.

Next to the cloth village is a shop that buys rouge gouache, just in time for the proprietress to come out to splash water, seeing the husband and wife regret goodbye, the heart secretly scolded "shameless", but turned his head and pinched his own wooden father-in-law's waist.

And the shopkeeper of the rouge shop is not really Mune, he is stupid and can't speak, and when he looks out with his teeth bared, he knows that he is implicated by the shopkeeper again.

You said that you just went to a county seat, if you are in a hurry, you can catch up with it in a day, and you have to go eight times if you don't go ten times a year, as for the return is so difficult to part?

The children have all given birth to three, and the eldest son is about to marry a daughter-in-law, can he have a face?

The main thing is, is it possible not to give eye drops to other men?

Mak Shopkeeper: ......

No!

His heart for the lady can be seen by the sun and the moon, and he just wants the whole world to know it.

Not to mention the shopkeeper of the rouge shop who suffered from the unwarranted disaster, even Liu Kongqing and Changsheng, who were hiding in the carriage, were also forcibly fed a wave of rations.

Only Liu Kongqing could hear the voiceover of the couple outside the car.

Mai Dong's daughter-in-law is not only instructing her father-in-law, but also instructing Liu Kongqing to hide in the carriage.

Physician Liujia has always had the habit of "being a bell doctor before sitting in the museum", firstly, he can quickly accumulate rich treatment experience, and secondly, he is also a kind heart because he pities the poor people for their difficult treatment.

This Mai shopkeeper Mai Dong and the shopkeeper Bai Zhi are both orphans taken in by Old Man Liu when he was practicing medicine abroad.

This Zhinuan cloth village is original, it is the dowry of Liu Kongqing's great-grandmother, and it is also a time-honored brand in Yangcheng Mansion.

Over the years, there are eighteen shops alone, and two years ago one was opened in Wangshan Town.

It can be said that this time, every month will come back and forth, and it will not seem abrupt.

How could those people who were watching have thought that two years ago, Liu Kongqing, who was only twelve years old, had already planned today's events.

The carriages that set off from Lu'an Motors were not just a façade for the maze of old cloth.

The coachman, the boy who hired the car, and even the hidden pile in ambush on the road are all Northland rangers.

The Northland Ranger is famous in the Seven Kingdoms, most of these people are from wealthy families, have a good martial arts, are famous for being bold and easy to make friends, and they are light on righteousness.

The leader of the group of rangers contacted by Liu Kongqing was born in the royal family of Tang Kingdom, and he and Old Man Liu were old friends.

When the Liu family had an accident, he invited Old Man Liu to come to Tang Kingdom, but Old Man Liu was unwilling to leave with the stigma of "medical ethics and losses".

This time, this year-old handed over the letter for help sent by Liu Kongqing, but he didn't feel troublesome, but thought that Liu Kongqing was better than his grandfather.

......

Mai Xiaodong, the son of the shopkeeper, has been following his father to the county since he was fourteen or fifteen years old, and the discerning person knows at a glance that this is the foreshadowing of the shopkeeper Mai cultivating his son as a successor.

Mai Xiaodong is clever and sweet-mouthed, mainly because he is very good at doing things, and the soldiers guarding the gate at the gate of the county town all know this little shopkeeper of the branch of Zhinuan Buzhuang.

Mai Xiaodong quickly stuffed a piece of broken silver about two coins into the hand of Bingding Wang Jia, and then whispered with a good appearance of the two brothers: "Brother Wang, remind my brother, is this county not easy to enter today?"

As soon as Wang Jia's hand turned, the broken silver fell into his sleeve, with a serious expression on his face, but there was no door on his mouth.

"You have to check people, teenagers in the 14th Five-Year Plan, and those who are suspected will be taken away.

If you kid hadn't gotten acquainted with his brothers, he would have to let Uncle Mai go to prison to catch you today. When the time comes......"

Wang Jiayi laughed, Mai Xiaodong and the shopkeeper Mai sitting on the wheel were shocked, but their faces were dazed and afraid, and they were seamlessly connected.

The second understands the soldiers, this is the Mai shopkeeper who begged for favors from the father and son, and directly took out a silver ingot of ten taels from the blanket in front of him and stuffed it to Wang Jia.

"Uncle and your brother didn't bring anything to take out today, you and the rest of the partners took this to drink, and when tomorrow I will definitely bring your brother over to invite a good table at the table." ”

Wang Jia pretended to excuse himself for a few words, and then accepted it, with a trace of sincerity on his face.

"Uncle Mai is done, let's hurry up and take Brother Mai home, not only us, but the entire Yangcheng Mansion is not at ease. When you can't drink this wine, it's not too late to wait five or six days. ”

Wang Jia glanced at the carriage and waved his hand to let him go, and the other soldiers squeezed their eyes at Mai Xiaodong, and they all said silently, "Waiting for your kid's wine."

Mai Xiaodong's heart was abrupt, but he smiled flatteringly, arched his hand at them, and entered the city gate with the carriage.

The Mai family father and son were speechless all the way, and they were relieved when they saw the signboard of Zhinuan Buzhuang on the north street of the county seat.

The shopkeeper Mai entered from the front door of the cloth village as usual, and Mai Xiaodong was familiar with the car to the back door of the cloth village and drove directly into the backyard.

Because of the reminder of the city gate guards, the Mai family father and son really did the work, and took advantage of the fact that it was not too late and the city gate was not closed, and pulled a cart of summer clothes out of the city.

Early in the morning of the second day, the big shopkeeper of the county seat Zhinuan Buzhuang rushed to Fucheng with his guys.

It's all conventional, and no one doubts it.

Just like the shopkeeper of the branch in the town needs to go to the county to report and distribute the fabrics, the shopkeeper in the county town also needs to go to the head office in the city to "have a meeting".

And the head office of Zhinuan Buzhuang on the side of Fucheng also has action.

In addition to the business of the cloth village, the owner of Zhinuan Cloth Village is also a well-known leather merchant in Yangcheng Prefecture.

And no matter what era, what society, the business philosophy of businessmen is the same.

"Jia people are rich in summer, rich in winter, boats in drought, and cars in water, so as to wait for the needy." [Note 1]

In order to make more profits, the leather merchants accumulated a large amount of leather goods in the summer, and sold them in the winter.

The northern Tang country is the best leather production area among the seven countries, and the unique purple cloud mink skin, snow wolf skin, and Xuanshui otter skin are used exclusively for the royal family and the great nobles, which can be described as every inch of gold.

This is about to be summer, and all the major leather traders are heading north to catch up with the first good leather goods.

Early in the morning of the third day of March, the merchant ships of Zhinuan Buzhuang had docked at the wharf of Yudai Heyang Chengfu.

The guys who had been waiting at the docks for a long time loaded boxes and boxes of fine summer clothes onto the cargo ship.

The big shopkeeper of Zhinuan Buzhuang is a businessman, and he pays attention to making the best use of things, how can this ship selling leather goods run over empty?

Therefore, the old shopkeeper deliberately went to Tang Guo to talk about a business of saro, and happened to bring it over.

When the merchant ship left the dock, Liu Kongqing climbed out of the large camphor wood box containing silk and satin with Changsheng in his arms.

He stood on the deck and looked at Yangcheng Mansion from afar, looking at Xia Guo across the river, and only felt that the sky was high and the water was wide at this moment.

Even if he doesn't know what the future holds, at least the past can no longer be his shackles.