"Wait a long time. According to the rules of the Zhao family, these ten taels of silver are worthy of you. It seems that the eldest son really trusts the younger brother. Generally, such fat people are only given to their confidants." Tong Houfa handed the silver to Qin Yin and said with a smile.
Qin Yin thanked happily, declined the invitation to drink two more cups of tea, and took Chacha to leave the shop.
After walking out of a street, the girl finally couldn't help but ask:
"Brother Qin Yin, why did that boss give you money?"
"Some people don't want to win over people's hearts, but they don't trust you. So they have to accept their good intentions."
"Then I will give you ten taels of silver at will?" Chacha's eyes were shiny, and his eyes were full of admiration.
"This is not casual. First of all, you have to show the meaning of your existence. For example, if I can endure hardships, I am willing to work hard, and I can fulfill his requirements..."
"What is the meaning of Chacha?" The girl bit her lip and thought hard.
"You are beautiful." Qin Yin replied without hesitation.
"I hate it... can you eat beautiful food?" The agile girl felt her face getting hot again. Why did she praise people so directly? I was embarrassed.
"Of course, otherwise why would you round your face?"
“…”
The air suddenly became quiet, and the pretty and charming girl looked at Qin Yin with no expression on her face.
"Chatha has fought with you!!"
A little beetle bit Qin Yin's arm suddenly, and his two pink fists were hammered.
Bi Fang squatted on Qin Yin's shoulder, looking at the two of them with red eyes, cursing in his heart.
"Turt grandson! A woman will make you confused."
It closed its eyes and simply didn't look, but the sound was like a demonic sound coming into its ears.
On the streets of Jiangyang City, the two people's roars were so far away.
When the two returned to the caravan, they happened to see the caravan that was preparing.
"Brother Jing, I brought you a pot of wine, the best apricot blossom spring in Jiangyang City."
"Brother Qin, you are back. I'm still thinking about the time you forgot to return?" Jing Shuanggui, a caravan guard, immediately grinned when he saw Qin Yin.
"Do I know this wine is not cheap, and it costs two taels of silver for a jar. But since Brother Qin said he gave it to me, I won't refuse! Hahaha!"
Jing Shuanggui carefully held the jar of wine and swallowed his saliva desperately.
"Brother Lao Jing is taking care of him on the road." Qin Yin hugged and clasped his fists.
"Don't worry, just by your big brother, I have to protect you." The man slapped his chest.
When Zhao Ting, who was not far away, saw this scene, his contempt in his eyes even more, "Hmph, the down-and-out house."
After a brief rest, the caravan set off again.
Each family brought their own money to clear the goods, and everyone's face was filled with joy, and this time the profit was quite good.
When the caravan's last car left the quaint Jiangyang City, a carrier pigeon rose up.
[The caravan has set out, with a total of 143 people, a master of the cyclone-free realm.]
With just a few waving his wings, the carrier pigeon pierced into the clouds like an arrow and disappeared.
...
Tongtai Mountain is four hundred feet high. It is rumored that during the ancient war, a certain saint king used Tongshan as a seal platform to suppress the enemy.
The mountain has not fallen for thousands of years, with clear edges and angular edges. Although it is not high, the terrain is steep.
The trees are now growing, which also covers the sharpness of Tongtai Mountain in the past.
A mountain road that was pushed out by ruts twisted and winded through the mountain. This is the path that merchants and pedestrians have walked out for thousands of years.
As for the bandits and thieves...
"In our Nanjun, we need to pay attention to it in the past, but since the Heishui cavalry entered the county last year, bandits from all over the country have gradually disappeared and have long since dispersed."
"You kid is the first time to protect a businessman. It's okay to have this worry. You'll understand after you go a few more times."
A merchant about fifty years old said to Qin Yin with a smile.
It took a few days to go, but it was enough to let them get together to chat and meet each other.
In his opinion, this kid's concerns were really redundant.
The vehicle drove into the forest path squeakingly.
It had just rained the day before yesterday, and although there was no water accumulation on the road, it was obviously a bit muddy.
Qin Yin smiled and humbly expressed his acceptance.
But if you look closely, you can find the consistent calm in Qin Yin's pupils.
He never relies on anything else to judge.
However, what this merchant said was somewhat reasonable. At least Qin Yin did not observe any abnormalities from the way up the mountain.
Apart from my own group, there were not many ruts, which shows that there were not many people passing by here after the rain the day before yesterday.
The convoy carried more than 100 people and two thousand ingots of silver, and drove into it in a mighty manner.
However, Bi Fang, who had been drunk and dreaming, poked his head out of the wine jar in confusion and muttered: "Why is the spiritual energy here so rich? I haven't felt so comfortable in a long time."
After yawning comfortably, Bi Fang closed his eyes and lay down at the mouth of the wine jar to prepare before he woke up.
A hundred feet high above a cliff, weeds grow.
Dozens of people looked at the convoy below indifferently, and Li Cheng was suddenly among them.
When he saw the last carriage also enter the woodsway, a smile squeezed out from his terrifying face, which made people shudder.
"Wang Dazhu, are you satisfied with this gift?"
"Hey, I'm very satisfied. The second young master is a character, so I, Lao Wan, will naturally support him in the future."
Wan Lipeng licked the corner of his mouth, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes.
"What is the eighth level of the cyclone? Han Dao Wu Yan is a master who has no life to enjoy happiness. Come on, boys, come with me to pick up the goods."
The big-shouldered bandit leader grinned and carried a four-foot-long serrated knife, sank into the grass like a monkey.
The bandits behind him pulled up their scarves to cover their mouths and noses at the same time.
A rustling sound soon disappeared on this cliff.
...
After circulating two bends, the marching convoy entered the hinterland of the mountains, and a faint mist began to pop up around.
The tide in the mountains condensed and began to gradually block the view, but you could still see the scene within fifty steps.
There is another section of forest road ahead.
The terrain is a little flattering, and the road is obviously spacious than before.
As the car was driving, a horse-riding guard at the front suddenly frowned.
"stop!"
The convoy stopped and everyone was shocked when they looked.
It turned out that there were about ten bodies in front of me, and five cart trucks were tilted by the roadside, with the wheels broken and the goods spilled all over the floor.
If you look harder, there were huge rocks of different sizes scattered on the ground, and the trees beside them were also broken by the huge rocks.
But I can't do it if I want to see more details. The fog is really blocking my sight.
But based on what you see, people who have been traveling to business all year round also understand.
There are no traces of cuts and no goods are lost.
"Which convoy encountered a fall in love with the rock?"
"When the rocks rush, they are not those practitioners, so how can they withstand natural disasters?"
"Captain Wei, go and see which caravan it is. If you are not familiar with it, these goods will be part of the people who meet according to the rules." A fat merchant shouted with a smile, his little eyes full of glare.
The money for selling goods needs to be divided into pieces, and this kind of free money is the most itchy.
As for the dead, who wouldn't have encountered any unlucky things?
"Hahaha, yes."
"Captain Wei, we're going, please wait for us for a while."
Everyone spoke out.
The guard commander who was escorting the caravan was a little hesitant, but after hearing everyone's glances at me, he thought for a while and still responded.
"Since that's the case, let's go together."
Qin Yin was originally closing his eyes and taking a nap, but he only stood up with Chacha when he heard the movement.
There were crowds of people talking in my ears, and the scene in my eyes was in the mist...
"Haha, I'll go and choose first. I'm going to take the lead!" The fat merchant laughed and jumped out of the carriage and ran towards the road ahead.
With such a leading man, the caravan suddenly became chaotic.
Although Zhao Ting, who was in the first carriage, held his own identity and was about to turn his head and instruct Qin Yin to go and take something back.
"Qin..."
Chapter completed!