Dressed as the best old lady in the famine years, I suddenly became rich

After doing this, Ke Muqing put away the tools and opened the new mall detection function. He didn't know the road anyway, so he picked a random path when he reached the fork.

The mountains in this area are not high. Ke Muqing walked for a while and reached the top of the mountain. The trees on the top of the mountain were very sparse. Standing on the big rocks on the top of the mountain, he could see the surrounding environment at a glance.

There are three roads in the whole circle at the foot of the mountain. The road on the left is the official road that Ke Muqing and the others are taking. The upper right side is the road leading to a village. A little further forward, it meets the official road. At the moment, the government officials are meeting with the villagers at this intersection. dispute.

There is a road on the right side that is almost as wide as the official road. On the side of this road is a dried up river. A carriage is lying on this road. The horse is lying on its side and is motionless. The man in gray clothes was walking toward the village with another man on his back.

Ke Muqing thought for a while and ran down the mountain trail, intending to go over and see what was going on with these two people.

When she got close to the carriage after going down the mountain, the mall system reminded her that there was something good in the carriage.

Ke Muqing was secretly happy. She changed her avatar and chased the two people in front of her.

When I got closer, I realized that the person being carried on my back was a boy about the same age as Yang Wenxiao.

"What's wrong with this young gentleman?" Ke Muqing asked after approaching.

The young man on his back was unconscious, and the man on his back didn't notice anyone behind him. The mountains were quiet, so when Ke Muqing opened his mouth, the man on his back was shocked.

"Sorry for scaring you." Ke Muqing found it funny, but still held it back.

"Why are you walking alone on the mountain road?" Zhuang Tiannan looked back and forth and saw no one else. Then he saw that the person in front of him was richly dressed and had a ruddy complexion. He did not look like a disaster victim at all, so he became wary.

"The family is behind, and I'm riding ahead. I just went for a walk in the mountains and tied the horse to graze in the mountains. I saw your carriage overturned in the mountains, so I came over to take a look." Ke Muqing explained casually, "Your horse What happened to this young man?"

"My horse is dying of thirst. This is my book boy. He is also dying of thirst. I want to carry him to the village in front of him to ask for a drink of water." Zhuang Tiannan said helplessly, "If he can't find a drink of water, I can only take the horse." Kill and bleed."

Ke Muqing said oh, took off his water bag and handed it over, "There is no water in the village ahead. The villagers are arguing with the government officials escorting the prisoners at the intersection ahead."

"Give me the water, what will you do next?" Zhuang Tiannan hesitated whether to take it or not. He and Shutong had not had any water for two days and really needed some water to save their lives.

But if he and the book boy drink up all the water, what will this kind person do in the future?
Drinking up other people's water is also harmful to people's lives.

"I bought a lot when I came out of the county town, and I don't need this water bag." Ke Muqing said bluntly, "If you have something you are willing to exchange, I can exchange it for you with more water and food."

Zhuang Tiannan was still carrying the book boy on his back, but he didn't expect to meet a businessman.

He just thought about it and shook his head.

"I have nothing on my lower body. Except for a few old clothes and some books, I don't have anything valuable to exchange with you. If I can buy it with money..." Zhuang Nantian took off the money bag from his waist and handed it over. , "I only have these belongings, you can see what you can buy."

Ke Muqing looked at the flat money bag and thought, this man is really very poor.

"I don't want any money." Ke Muqing pushed the money bag back and asked, "Do you mind if I take a look at your books?"

Speaking of which, Ke Muqing handed over the water bag, "Drink the water first and then talk slowly. No matter whether the exchange is successful or not, meeting each other is fate. This water bag is given to you."

Zhuang Tiannan felt that there was nothing he shouldn't let people see. Seeing that he was speaking so sincerely, he thanked him and took the water bag, then carried the bookboy back to the place where the carriage overturned.

He put the book boy aside, opened the water bag and gave the book boy a few sips of water, and then he took a few sips, but he was only willing to take a few sips.

When he finished drinking the water and stood up, he turned around and saw that the overturned carriage had been righted. Before Zhuang Tiannan had time to marvel that this man was as strong as an ox, he heard the man say again, "How much water is left in the water bag? Feed your horse a few mouthfuls, and then you have to hurry up. Without the carriage, you will have to break your legs." .”

Zhuang Tiannan finally agreed and bent down to feed the horse water.

After the horse wagged its tail and became more energetic, Zhuang Tiannan climbed onto the carriage and dragged out the box containing the books.

For scholars like Zhuang Tiannan, books are the lifeblood, and every one of his books is packed neatly and carefully in a box.

Ke Muqing stood aside and watched. She waited until the mall system prompted her to stop.

"What is this?" Ke Muqing asked, pointing to the book placed in the corner.

"This is my humble work when I have nothing to do. I compiled the poems I wrote into a volume to make you laugh." Zhuang Tiannan was too embarrassed to explain, and his ears turned red after he finished speaking.

Ke Muqing suddenly felt that this person was really interesting, "You can trade this with me."

Zhuang Tiannan was stunned and didn't react for a long time.

"It's not worth anything." Zhuang Tiannan said hurriedly.

Ke Muqing smiled and reached out to pick it up, "I think it's a good thing, so it's worth the money."

Isn’t this worth the money? The detection price given by the system is one thousand taels of gold.

This time Ke Muqing saw clearly that it was a thousand taels of gold, not silver.

"Add this painting." Ke Muqing reached out and took out the scroll from the wooden box. The system indicated that the value of this painting was also one thousand taels of gold.

"This is also the Lantern Festival painting I drew three years ago." Zhuang Tiannan smiled bitterly, "If you like it, just take it away. For me, if you like it, you appreciate them."

This was the first time Ke Muqing met such a silly person, so he asked curiously, "What's your name? Where do you live from?"

"I am in Xiazhuang Tiannan. He used to work as an errand in Yun County, but his job went wrong and he has now been expelled from Yan County." Zhuang Tiannan did not hide it, "So the poems and paintings of this down-and-out scholar are indeed worthless."

"Zhuang Tiannan?" When Ke Muqing heard this surname, "Are you not Magistrate Zhuang of Yun County?"

The surname matched, and the person who was expelled from Yan County also matched. It should be the Magistrate Zhuang who loved the people like his own son.

How could he be so young and still so naive?
No wonder he could do such a thing as opening a granary privately for the common people, which made King Yan furious.

"I'm just kidding, I'm here." Zhuang Tiannan cupped his hands.

Ke Muqing understood. No wonder this man's poems and paintings were so valuable. He was also a prostitute after all, so he must be talented.

Thinking of Zhuang Tiannan's current situation, Ke Muqing thought that one more person might have to die young.

He was talented but died young, and very few works are left in the world. Even because of his tortuous circumstances, there are almost no works that can be completely preserved and passed down. That's why his poems and paintings are so valuable.