Song Yuanhuanzhi

51 The Return
The old gentleman is well-known, highly respected, and his talent and academic attainments must be good, but the threshold for recruiting students is relatively high, so Song Huan still prefers this recruitment.

Fu Yuanzhi knew a little about Xixi School, and said, "My brother is very talented, so it won't be difficult to get into Xixi School."

Song Huan didn't dare to make a conclusion and said, "Before things are settled, everything is possible."

Fu Yuanzhi agreed and encouraged Adi, "Adi must work harder."

Adi nodded vigorously, "Okay, big brother!"

He still wants to catch up with his big brother, so what if he doesn't work harder!
It takes a lot of hard work!

In the early morning of the next day, the sky was only a little bright, and Song Huan and the others got up.

After leaving the room, Song Huan followed Uncle Xu and Uncle Liu to the back door of a workshop with his younger brother on his back.

There was already a boy waiting there.

Seeing Uncle Xu and Uncle Liu followed by two people, a little girl and a small child, he frowned, but finally didn't ask.

He is not responsible for the goods leaving this door, and he doesn't have to worry about so much, as long as the goods are okay, they don't care if they bring ten children!

Song Huan saw that the boy took out two deeds, but he couldn't see what was written on them, but Song Huan could roughly guess that it was nothing more than the quantity, type and guarantee of the goods.

After the two parties finished betting, a few young men appeared to report the goods to the bullock cart. Five large wooden boxes were piled up, and the entire bullock cart left two small places, "the driver's seat and the passenger's seat."

Uncle Xu and Uncle Liu checked the goods out of the box, Song Huan was there to help, the quantity and the goods were not damaged, and everyone set off after confirming that they were consistent with the contents on the document.

Uncle Xu was sitting in the driver's seat, and brother was eating steamed buns in the passenger seat. Uncle Liu and Song Huan were standing on both sides of the bullock cart.

Taking advantage of the early morning, the four of them slowly left the city gate.

Fu Yuanzhi stood under the eaves of the shop corridor and watched everyone disappear before returning to the inn.

Song Huan said last night that he would not say goodbye today, and he did not want to disturb Fu Yuanzhi's sleep.

But Fu Yuanzhi got up anyway.

Looking at the people who are drifting away, it seems that they are walking out of their own lives, and my heart feels uncomfortable like being weighed down by a stone.

Fu Yuanzhi turned around.

The back is lonely and desolate.

Compared with the rush in Fucheng, the slow journey on the way back is more pleasant and relaxing because you are not in a hurry.

What was supposed to be a two-day journey was turned into a three-day journey by them.

At noon on the third day, everyone came to the place where the bandits collected water fees a few days ago.

This time the battle was not as big as last time, only two or three people were sitting next to each other with a bamboo stick in their mouths, chatting with each other.

One of the middle-aged people saw Song Huan and the others, waved to the two behind him, stood up immediately, and shouted, "I opened this road, planted this tree, and dug this water. Live from now on, stay to buy road money!"

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he used his hands hard to bulge his arm muscles and chest muscles, and the two people behind him poked their spears on the ground in cooperation, making a "bang" sound.

Song Huan, "..."

Brother was amazed, his eyes were as big as copper bells.

Uncle Liu stepped forward and gave him a tael of silver.

The leading man glanced at the goods on the bullock cart and asked, "What is that?"

Uncle Liu smiled and said, "It's the inkstone used by some scholars."

The middle-aged man nodded, "Scholar's things are expensive, add one or two more."

Uncle Liu's face changed, "Brother, we often take this road, and we have never heard that there is an additional charge."

The middle-aged man snorted, and raised his arm muscles towards Uncle Liu, with a strong sense of threat.

Uncle Liu smiled awkwardly, "I'll go back and discuss with you guys."

The middle-aged man waved his hand indifferently.

What's the use of negotiating, you don't have to pay!Do you still have to go back home?

It wasn't the first time for a middle-aged man to do it. It can only be said that Song Huan and the others were unlucky on this trip, and they just ran into this unruly bandit.

According to the rules of the village, the collected tolls should be handed over to the village. In this way, one tael would be handed over to the village, and the three of them would keep the one tael they took later for themselves.

Old Xu frowned after hearing this.

Old Liu couldn't bear his temper, and said directly, "How about this, let's call directly! Anyway, we have already paid enough, and Shisun Village can't say anything!"

"Two taels of silver is a lot, we only earn four taels this trip!"

Half of the money has been given away, which is not worth it, but it's not like they can't beat these three!
At this moment, Ah Di clutched his stomach and looked a little pale, "Sister, my stomach hurts."

Song Huan saw that he couldn't make it through for a while, so he took his brother to the nearby grass, "You deal with it first, and call sister when you're done."

Brother nodded hastily.

When Song Huan came back, Uncle Xu and Uncle Liu were still struggling.

Song Huan frowned when he heard that he wanted two taels of silver. If he gave it away, wouldn't everyone make a lot of money?

The middle-aged man over there frowned. Seeing that they hadn't made up their minds yet, he walked over and knocked on the wooden box with the spear in his hand.

Song Huan immediately cut off the spear. There are valuables in it. Although it is an inkstone, it is not the ordinary one that Song Huan bought for brother. There are purple inkstone, right inkstone, Duan inkstone and pottery inkstone in it, each of which is 40 yuan. Two, 100 taels, 150 taels, 100 taels!

This is still based on the unit price. If the total quantity comes down, it will be worth thousands of taels, which is not something Song Huan and the others can afford to pay.

When the middle-aged man saw that Song Huan had grabbed his spear, he was taken aback for a moment, and then became angry, "You little bastard! Let me go!"

Song Huan didn't let it go, but said calmly, "If something breaks, you pay for it, and I'll let it go."

The middle-aged man sneered, "Damn! Pay me back?! What kind of dream are you dreaming, little girl!"

Song Huan shook his head, "Then I won't let go."

The middle-aged man was out of breath, trying to pull the gun out of Song Huan's hand, but there was no movement!
The middle-aged man felt that he had been insulted, and cursed at the two little followers behind him, "Why are you still standing there! Come on!"

This sentence was the signal, the two little followers moved, and Uncle Xu and Uncle Liu also moved.

Uncle Xu and Uncle Liu have a good foundation in martial arts, not to mention world-class martial arts, but they still have the ability to protect themselves, otherwise they wouldn't be able to do this job.

The middle-aged man saw that after a few swipes, the two little followers were laid down, his eyes were fierce but he couldn't hide the fear deep in his eyes, and he stammered fiercely, "You, you want to kill us in the stalagmite village?" Come to the door is not it!
You guys are really brave!Dare to oppose our stalagmite village!
Sign up if you have the ability!See if I don't bring someone with me tomorrow to crush you! "

Lao Xu and Lao Liu looked at each other innocently, and Lao Xu said, "It was you who made the first move, we are just protecting ourselves."

Old Liu continued, "If it weren't for your greed, we would have passed by long ago, and there is no need to waste time with you here!"

The middle-aged man didn't expect that he kicked the iron board. If this matter becomes serious and the boss finds out, they will definitely be overwhelmed and walk around.

The reason why the stalagmite village has been able to exist for so long is of course its own set of industry standards.

Take the water bill as an example. Every year, a person is charged five cents, not one cent more, and one penny less.

The middle-aged man finally succumbed to the force of the three and said, "Well, well, let's go."

Song Huan glanced at Uncle Xu and Uncle Liu. After seeing Uncle Xu nodding, Song Huan let go. The middle-aged man didn't pay attention. The person fell to the ground with a bang.

Song Huan shook his head, wasting his body.

False powerful!

(End of this chapter)