win the hairpin

Chapter 6 Fishing Bait
Huang Wenqiu didn't see Song Huiyue, but looked at the idler Jiang Gan beside him.

Jiang Gan and him used to be classmates, and they were also poor scholars who failed the rankings. It's just that he made a fortune, but Jiang Gan lost his future.

"Brother, long time no see." Jiang Gan wiped his sweat and bowed, flattering Huang Wenqiu with a smile on his face, "I saw you from afar, and I thought you were a child of some noble family, who is all noble."

Huang Wenqiu didn't like others to say that he was rich, so he smiled and asked him to sit down: "Why are you here today?"

Jiang Gan sat down and asked for a bowl of salty tea, and drank a few mouthfuls: "Brother, I came here specially to find you."

"Is something wrong?"

Jiang Gan put his head in front of Huang Wenqiu: "Do you want a dragon ball?"

Huang Wenqiu's heart skipped a beat, he looked up at him, and asked in a low voice, "Where did you come from?"

Longtuan is the most popular tea in the world, and it is a tribute tea in Jiancha. It is brewed for one brew and four hundred guan for one brew.

Jiancha seldom comes out of Guangnan East Road, Guangnan West Road, and Fujian Road. Once there, the price will double.

Huang Wenqiu had never seen it before.

Jiang Gan leaned closer: "I don't know which group of Jiang thieves came out of Huashuang, but now there are ten cues flowing to us, and one cui only costs two hundred guan."

Huang Wenqiu's eyes suddenly lit up.

In order to save interest money, some tea merchants directly traded jewels in Dashan to sell private tea. The Jiang thief took advantage of this loophole and exchanged the stolen goods for tea.

These defrosted tea leaves are often very cheap and very lucrative.

"Brother, don't keep silent. If it wasn't for that person who is not familiar with this place and afraid of being taken out, he would not dare to act rashly, this thing would have disappeared long ago."

"let me think again."

"What's there to think about giving money! We know the bottom line, I have the way, you have the tea guide, it's easy to bring ten cues to build tea, and make a fortune together. I'm a middleman, you give me a hundred guan a ku Just do it."

"After all, it's not a gentle thing, let me think about it again."

Jiang Gan stood up in disappointment: "Okay, then you give me an approval letter tomorrow morning, and I will go find someone else after the morning."

Seeing Jiang Gan leave in a hurry, Huang Wenqiu felt his mouth dry, and drank the tea in the bowl in one go.

Usually, after he bought tea, he took the tea lead and went with the boat, selling it along the way, exempt from paying taxes.

But this time, he was afraid that Song Huiyue would be playing a rogue, so after claiming the distribution of tea leaves at the tea farm, he sold the tea leaves and a boatload of tea to a merchant on Qinfeng Road at a high price.

Now go to Li Wenjing, the official of the tea storehouse, and pay the official bank, and it is too late to get another one. Qi Cangsi went to the county with the king of Jin to see the early rice, but no one stamped it.

Just as he was regretting, he suddenly frowned and looked at Song Qinghui who came out from the corner.

Song Qinghui squeezed a wooden stick among the women who bought fish, and looked inside curiously with his head stretched out.

The wooden stick tucked the skirt of the woman in front into the buttocks.

The woman turned around and gave him a slap in the face. He hung his head in tears, threw away the wooden stick, stretched out two hands, and pulled the skirt from the woman's buttocks again.

This time I was scratched and scolded again.

Huang Wenqiu sneered, couldn't hide his disgust, and cursed: "Fool."

The Song family is useless.

Song Huiyuekong has a skin, Song Qinghui is a fool, and the Chen family is the wife of the family, but she doesn't walk around with Jin Wangfu.

He wants to see what Song Huiyue can do with him if he doesn't propose marriage.

After taking a sip of tea, he looked up again, and saw Yin Xiao coming out of nowhere.

Wearing a new maroon red cloth shirt, rolled trousers, and old straw sandals, Yin Xiao stepped forward to lead Song Qinghui, admitting his mistake together.

The woman was still chasing and scolding, but he didn't answer back, he just stumbled and tripped the woman to the ground.

The woman raised her head, looked up, and saw a sharp knife dangling from his sleeve, she immediately swallowed it full of complaints.

Yin Xiao took Song Qinghui to the store as if no one was around, glanced at Huang Wenqiu, and without looking at him, he picked a table and chair beside him and sat down.

He asked the bartender for two bowls of sweet wine, as well as rice cakes, soaked bayberry, crispy snails, and sweet lychees.

Instead, Song Qinghui called Huang Wenqiu his cousin.

Huang Wenqiu didn't agree, and laughed again in his heart: "Yin Xiao looks like a bluff, but he's actually just a kid who eats these sweet and greasy things at the same table with Song Qinghui.

"Then he snorted again: "A servant is so generous, it seems that my money is cheap for him!" "

He thought over and over in his heart, while Yin Xiao ate and drank without any disturbance.

When Aunt Lin found it, the crisp snails were called the second box.

"Ancestor!" Aunt Lin didn't even have time to wipe off her sweat, she hugged Song Qinghui into her arms, "Where did you go, if I lost you, I wouldn't be able to live anymore! Don't run around anymore, hear me! Disobedient, you My sister doesn't like you anymore."

Song Qinghui shook his cheeks and nodded hastily.

"Yin Xiao, when did you come?" Aunt Lin rubbed Song Qinghui before going to see Yin Xiao, "Thanks to you, I'll settle the account."

Yin Xiao immediately said to the bartender: "I want two more bowls of sweet wine, a box of crispy snails, and a pack of salted red bayberry."

Aunt Lin followed him to order, turned her head to look around, saw Huang Wenqiu, snorted twice again, and rolled her big eyes.

"I just said that my eyelids are jumping today, so it should be here. The ungrateful little hozen, the shameless little thief, when you don't even have a fart to eat, thousands of relatives come to fight the autumn wind, which makes our family's friendship flourish. , didn’t even close the door.”

Her voice was loud and clear, and everyone from inside and outside looked over.

Huang Wenqiu's angry face was as green as a wax gourd. He couldn't be scolded or beaten, so he got up, brushed off his sleeves, and fled outside after saying a bitch.

As soon as I got to the lookout pole, I saw a group of people galloping from the undulating rice fields in the distance.

"King Jin!"

"It's Prince Jin!"

The girls on the Manxin Pavilion stepped forward one after another, squeezed to the railing, and looked south.

There were four teams of guards at the front, a group of helpers from the palace and servants in the middle, and four teams of guards behind, surrounding Jin Wang Li Shouming like stars.

Li Shouming was twenty years old, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, handsome and amiable, with a natural aura, wearing a jade crown of sapphire lotus petals on his head, wearing a purple robe with one corner tied around his waist, a goldfish bag around his waist, and fine silk trousers. Raising the whip in hand, riding a snow-white Hequ horse.

The white horse is very good, once it rides away from the dust, it will soon leave only a trail of dust.

The girls didn't expect to see King Jin, and they were immediately excited, chattering about King Jin.

King Jin is full of stories. The queen who died suddenly, the concubine Zhang who doted on the harem, the Zhang family who had power over the government and the public, and the gangsters he encountered when he came to Tanzhou from the capital are all people can talk about.

Especially the marriage of King Jin.

It's embarrassing to say that when he was in the capital, the queen chose Yue Chongtai's eldest daughter as his concubine, but before he made it clear, the queen disappeared.

This girl was later appointed to the king of Yan as his concubine, and now she has a son under her knees.

As for King Jin, up to now, there is no intention to grant a marriage in the palace, and the position of King Jin's concubine has always been vacant.

And King Jin himself didn't seem to have any intention of asking for marriage.

(End of this chapter)