Make a lot of money!I got rich in the year of famine

Chapter 11
Uncle Huo smiled worriedly, "When you two are on the main road, remember to walk aside. If you meet someone who is not easy to mess with, don't force yourself on them. One thing more is worse than one thing less, and one thing less is worse than nothing. Come back earlier, don't worry about it." Tell me and Hui girl to worry."

Although it is not raining, the road is muddy.

Huo Lin got used to it and walked quickly.

Shen Qing was much worse, one foot was deep and the other was shallow, and he almost slipped and fell several times.

Huo Lin looked back and saw it, and said with a smile: "Sister, don't fall down. There is the county road ahead. The road there is easier to walk."

Although the county road is also a dirt road, it has been leveled. It is said that it is convenient for the army to pass food and grass.

The county roads are not only crowded with pedestrians, but also with horse-drawn carriages.

Similar to modern times, some unscrupulous coachmen drove the carriage very fast, and the wheels of the carriage were pressed into the mud and water before being thrown away. People who were close to the carriage were the first to suffer.

"No matter how you drive the car, don't look at it."

"Ouch! Splashing mud all over my body! Watch it!"

"What happened!"

……

"Miss Qing, be careful!" Huo Lin's figure flashed, blocking Shen Qing's side, the mud thrown by the carriage splashed all over him, all over his face.

The carriage suddenly slowed down, and the boy driving the carriage turned around and laughed loudly, "A bunch of poor people, they don't know how to stay away from the carriage, they deserve it!"

Huo Lin just wiped off the mud on his face, when he heard his ridicule, his little face flushed with anger, "He...why is he like this!"

Huolin's voice was not loud, but he still made the kid hear him.

"Huh! My master is like this, what can you do to me? Have you seen the flag embroidered on it? Oh! My master forgot, the poor have never been educated and can't read, so my master will kindly teach you, the flag embroidered on it It's Sun Zi, do you know the Sun family..."

The boy chattered endlessly about what happened to the Sun family, when suddenly there was a shout from the carriage.

"You bastard, why are you arguing with some untouchables? You're delaying my good deeds, and I'm skinning you!" Sun Ziming wished he could kick this kid.

The boy immediately got scared and quickly apologized to his master. He glared at them bitterly and ran away with his whip.

Huo Lin was angrily, "What! It's great to have a carriage. Dogs look down on others. Sister Qing, why aren't you angry?"

"What's there to be angry about? We don't even have food and clothing. To be angry is to find fault for ourselves. One day, when I become rich, I will find six boys to drive my car. When I see him, I will beat him up to vent my anger on you!"

Sun Ziming's carriage soon entered Qingquan Town and stopped in front of a teahouse.

Matchmaker Wang had been waiting early in the morning, dressed like a butterfly, and when she saw Sun Ziming, she grinned. Yin Hong's lips looked like she had eaten a dead child, which disgusted Sun Ziming severely.

"Master Sun, you are here. Sit down quickly." Matchmaker Wang poured him tea diligently.

Sun Tzu Ming shook off his fan to block the choking powder coming at him, and said in disgust: "If you have something to say, please tell me quickly. I'm still busy!"

"Of course there is something wrong. Do you still remember Shen Hui from Xinghua Village? It's the one you saw at the temple fair the year before last. He's so handsome."

Sun Ziming couldn't remember, "So what? I have seen so many beauties."

Matchmaker Wang rubbed her hands and said, "That's different. The eldest girl of the Shen family is one of the best beauties in a hundred. I've always wanted to find you a concubine. I went to Xinghua Village a while ago, and Shen girl's mother committed adultery with someone. Hanged herself, she was divorced by the Yang family, her reputation was completely ruined, it's a pity that she looks good, but if you want a private room here, wouldn't she be just right?"

Sun Ziming finally remembered that he entrusted Wang Matchmaker with the matter. Being a concubine has no name or title, and can't give birth to children, so girls from good families don't want to be concubine, unless they are sisters in the kiln. For pickled goods, it is better to have fun in the kiln than to keep them in a private house.

So he asked Matchmaker Wang to help him. He didn't expect that the old witch had such a good memory.

Can Matchmaker Wang not remember it?
The matchmaker Jin Shiliang!

Sun Ziming shook his fan, squinted a pair of triangular eyes, and said slowly: "Can you tell when you will be hired?"

Matchmaker Wang looked embarrassed and told the story of the cause and effect. Of course, it was all in an exaggerated way.

Sun Tzu Ming slapped the table, squinted his eyes and said coldly: "Okay! She has been wronged by being my young master's concubine. Go to Xinghua Village again and tell Shen Youxin to get him here quickly, otherwise This young master wants him to look good!"

Matchmaker Wang was happy and joyful, but suddenly she looked embarrassed, "But I'm going alone, they will definitely not be afraid..."

Sun Tzu Ming said: "Let Sun Xi go with you."

Sun Tzu Ming couldn't get used to this kind of small teahouse, so he left in a hurry after the matter was settled.

Matchmaker Wang sent the person out respectfully, turned back when she couldn't see her, and went into the next room. There was a young woman sitting there, it was Cao Xuemei.

"Have you heard this, madam? Master Sun has agreed, and I will go there early tomorrow morning." Matchmaker Wang stood by the side, her eyebrows lowered, and she looked prudent and flattering.

Cao Xuemei took a sip of tea, then put it down in disgust, "It's done, I will definitely finish your daughter's entry into the palace, but you have to keep your mouth shut, you know those wives who came down from the capital to choose the palace maid The supervisors are all a bunch of crooked wolves, you just have to know it."

Matchmaker Wang is so shrewd, she immediately understood the meaning of her words, "Don't worry, no one else will know about this except me."

Cao Xuemei held her handkerchief and wiped her mouth, "Haosheng, if you handle your affairs well, everything will be easy to talk about."

Matchmaker Wang watched this one leave again, and wiped off her sweat vigorously. They were all difficult masters, but she was exhausted to death.

After Cao Xuemei left the teahouse, she got into a small sedan chair, followed by her maidservants.

"Ping'er, I heard that girl Qing came to town today, go look for her, and if you find her, ask her if she wants to come to my aunt's house for dinner."

"Yes, the servant sent Madam back to the mansion, so I went to look for it."

"No, go quickly."

"Yes."

***
After Cao Yong took Shen Qing to sell the dendrobium, he became nervous, "You two go home quickly, don't wander around in the town."

It would be troublesome if the local ruffians and thieves were to keep an eye on him.

Shen Qing refused, "What's the rush, I still have to buy some things, big cousin, if you're okay now, come with us, I'm not familiar with this place."

She has a lot to do.

White flour, rice, miscellaneous grains, vegetable oil, lard, coarse salt, and pots and utensils also need to be bought.

Huo Lin looked at the big pot and felt confused, "We bought so much, how will we get it back later?"

Shen Qing was still picking dishes, "Call an oxcart, it's such a simple matter." Finally, he chose black pottery. Whether it is a bowl or a plate, it can be used to steam vegetables. The most important thing is that it is cheap and will not break if it is broken. Not distressed.

She bought another jar of soy sauce and a jar of vinegar.

The fabric also needs to be ripped, this is what my sister insisted, and needlework is also essential.

Finally, there is canola.

Cao Yong pointed out a small shop to her. At the end of a dilapidated alley lived a half-blind old woman. Her son was a peddler and was out selling goods all year round, so he could get a lot of varieties of vegetables.

Shen Qing found a few pieces of sweet potatoes here, sprouting green shoots, and they were thrown in the corner.

Seeing her staring at the sweet potatoes, the old woman murmured, "My son brought these back last winter and kept them on the window sill. When the weather warmed up, they sprouted. The chickens at home didn't eat, so they had to be thrown away." ”

(End of this chapter)