Chapter 737: Selling firewood and silver

In the winter road of Hebei East Road, because the past experienced the tide of the people, the bark and grass have been dug, it seems even more desolate and run down.
However, there is no previous embarrassment, and the road is bustling and lively.
A small town not far from the Daming House, the people who are close to the temple fair are coming over and selling the winter rice and salt and various kinds of mountain goods.
"This business is not good."
"The days are not plentiful."
"Yeah, it was a war."
A few firewoods at the gate of the city squatted and waited for business, talking to each other.
A man in his thirties is very silent among them.
"This old man has a lot of wood." Someone took the initiative to talk.
The man snorted and looked awkward.
"The younger brother has never seen it before." Another firecracker asked curiously.
This town does not fight, and the firewood that sells firewood comes and goes. This group of people is always familiar.
"Oh, I am coming for the first time," said the raw man.
The people on both sides laughed, and the accents of a place were familiar.

Wei shop?
asked the previous person.
The man who was born nodded nodded.
"You have too much firewood." The person next to him enthusiastically pointed out, "You shouldn't play so much, the tide is even less valuable."
"However, maybe, I heard people say that there have been a lot of firewood collection recently." Some people also said, "Deshengchang of Damingfu."
That is a rich family, and everyone is curious now.
"What kind of firewood does Deshengchang have to do?"
"In addition to cooking, they are not burning wood, they are all charcoal."
For these hard-working people who are full of hunger, it is unimaginable for the rich to live.
"It’s funny to say it." The man said, indicating that everyone is gathering.
The man in Weidian also squeezed with a bit of curiosity.
"Deng Shengchang heard about it in the separation?"
Some people have heard that some people don't know. After all, for them, they have no chance to deal with Qianzhuang for a lifetime.
The man simply narrated things.
"So now the two Miss's people are in the name of the younger people, and they are the veterans of the big-name government. They are all veterans of the year. One is a savvy match. On the side of the young master, in order to let them get out of the way, they deliberately bought the firewood. Burning the fire and heating, the whole house is smoked and smoked, and an individual coughs in it and laughs at the dead."
This is really funny.
"Become such a quirk."
"You know, my brothers have settled their accounts, and these rich people are the most clear."
Everyone laughed and talked until the hooves stopped.
"Hey, how many firewood do you have? I have to." At the same time, a proud male voice asked.
No, is it really...
People who fight firewood look incredible.
"But you have to send it farther, to Deshengchang in Damingfu." The man said, "Of course, send the wood to give you money alone."
Sure enough, Deshengchang, the great luck, the firewood people suddenly boiled, and hurriedly responded and rushed to clean up their firewood.
Damingfu is much stricter than the previous guards. Deshengchang, who had been able to drive straight into the Da Mingfu, had to be checked. These firewooders were no exception. Chaidu was also smashed with a long gun.
"Isn't it not to fight? How is it so strict?" The firewooder couldn't help but whisper.
"You still don't know." The people who were being examined together whispered, "The crimes of adulthood have been fleeing and they are now arresting their family."
The name of Cheng Guogong is well known, and people who fight firewood suddenly look up.
"How can a country official rebel?" They shouted.
The people around them were scared to wave their hands.
"Don't die, do you want to be taken as a party?" They whispered.
The people who beat the fire did not dare to speak loudly and looked terrified.
"How can a country official rebel?" Someone couldn't help but whisper.
This is not asking, is this negative?
This makes everyone silent for a moment. For the people of the Northland, the founding father is the same as God.
"How do you know the above things?" Someone sighed in a low voice.
"Well, don't say it, go into the city." The people behind him urged, "Take care of your own business."
They are hard-working people, and it is difficult to live on their own, and where these big things are managed.
The stun of the city gate quickly dissipated as I saw the word Deshengchang.
"I said Weidian, you have made a fortune this time." Someone said, looking at a group of people with the highest number of men in the woodpile.
The man was ashamed and shy, and although he did not say anything, his eyes shone.
"Where are you from?" Deshengchang’s management looked at them as they sneaked in, and seemed to talk casually.
The firewood people answered one by one. When it was the turn of the man, the man saw Deshengchang’s management.
"Wei shop." He said, pause, "I am a woman's wife."
When the countryman is nervous, he will not talk, but he is also nervous. If the man reports his wife and wife, there is nothing surprising about it, just oh.
The man lowered his head and carried the woodpile to get in, but the matter raised his head and snorted.
"You have a lot of firewood." He looked at it. "The strength is not small."
Man is jealous.
The inside of the matter refers to the inside.
"Exactly, there are a lot of firewood inside, you go to help fight into the house." He said, "I will pay you another money."
It was a good errand. Other firewoodmen looked at the man with envious eyes. The man thanked him for carrying a firewood and followed a guy to the inner court.
The yard was so smoked, the backyard was a little better, and an old man in a robes sat down at the gallery to drink tea.
"It’s still quiet here, I’m almost smoked, and this group of guys can still squat and not go.
He complained to the little cockroach standing in front of him,
Go sell wood, burn, burn.

Xiao Yan smiled and said that the old man had a cup of tea and saw the man who came in.
"Zhou Ye let come in to move firewood." The man introduced.
The old man looked at the man.
The man is nervous with his head down.
"Does the old man like to play chess?" he said with a bite.
Is this nothing to talk about? The guys are a little funny.
The old man also laughed.
"You, the countryman, will play chess?" he asked, and he paused for a moment. "Have you heard of pig chess?"
What is the chess piece?
The guys laughed again, there is a pig in the world, the old treasurer is teasing the country.
"I have heard it." The man raised his head and said seriously, "My wife-in-law will be a southerner."
Really?
The guys were a little surprised, and the old treasurer laughed.
"Not bad, it's really a kind of gameplay over there," he said, waving his hand. "Go ahead, let's go and work."
The man walked away according to his words.
"Do it well, this money rewards you for drinking." The old treasurer called him again, and he dropped the purse in his waist and threw it.
The money bag fell under the man's feet, and he was obviously scared to take it, or a buddy picked it up and gave it to him.
"The intention of our treasurer, don't be polite." He didn't care.
For a firewood, a bag of broken silver is a lot, but for the old shopkeeper of Deshengchang, it is just like fine sand.
The man took it again and again, and the thick face could not hide his smile. This smile continued until he left Deshengchang.
The fellow firewood man looked at the heavy purse hanging in his waist and was envious.
This time he earned the most money, but there is no way for people to work hard.
The verification at the gate of the city is still very strict, and it has not been let go of the city. I carefully checked them. Apart from the money, these people did not bring anything else out. This money is no problem. After all, it is selling wood.
The guards quickly waved their hands and passed them.
The man did not go far with these firewood people. He said that he would go to visit a relative and leave. This is what the people meet and they don’t want to disperse.
The man walked along the road, walking all the way to the twilight, into a village and went straight into a yard.
There was a light in the house, and the voice of a woman groaning and weaving came like a quiet and peaceful place for all the villagers.
The man pushed the door into the house, a small room or a dozen people at the cargo station, and the door was covered.
"Big brother, got it." The man looked at one of the bearded men with a head down and said excitedly, lifting the purse.
The beard man looked up and looked old, but his eyes were young and bright.

Sure?
he asked.
"Yeah, Deshengchang is so praising for firewood, and it is really waiting for your big brother." The man said excitedly. "You told me what I said, all right, just to say good."
That is, it is not a mess to say that there is a sense of heart.
The beard man's face was full of smiles, reaching out to remove his beard, revealing the face of Zhu Xi, bright and bright.

Is her arrangement?
he asked.
The man shook his head.
"There is no mention of people, and I don't know if this is arranged by Miss Jun," he whispered.
Zhu Xi’s smile on his face, but nodded again.
"The kid is very smart." He said to himself, "But she is still very powerful. If it weren't for her, the kid must have caught me to change money."
That's right, the surname's little rabbit scorpion will definitely do this, it is a ruthless person.
He was silent for a moment. No news is good news. He raised his hand and reached out.
The money in the purse was poured on the table. Several men squeezed the silver with their hands. After a while, a lot of broken silver broke open. It turned out to be hollow silver, but everyone did not be fooled by the anger, but looked surprised. Among them, a small piece of paper was pulled out.
By means of the lights, you can see that the names of the places are written.
The paper strips were placed one by one on the table, and there were more than a dozen pieces.
Zhu Xi stood at the table, stroked the paper one by one, and then raised his hand.
"Go, pick up the money," he said, picking up one and going straight out.
The rest of the men, like him, each picked up a fish and left the house to disappear into the night.
When the sky was bright, several horses and horses came in front of the four-faced city of Damingfu.
Seeing the sign of Deshengchang on the bus, the guards did not have any doubts about opening the gate and laughing with a bit.
"I finally couldn't help but be smoked away?"
Desheng Chang headed the management and smiled and shook his head.
"I can't stop it," he said. "It's almost like this."
Shoucheng officials shook their heads.
"The more wealthy people are, the more they care about it," he said.
When he was in charge of the matter, he handed him a bag of heavy silver, and the defending city officer took it without hesitation.
"However, the investigation has to be checked," he said solemnly.
I laughed and let me go sideways.
"That is nature. If you check, we are also innocent, and it is convenient to do things," he said.
The officers waved their hands, waiting for the soldiers to hold the knife and guns forward, several cars were opened, revealing the silver bricks of the white flowers placed inside them, watching everyone's eyes dizzy, holding back the knives and guns in the silver bricks.
The installation is so full, let alone the Tibetans, even the flies can not be plugged, the officials will be impatiently waved, the soldiers will take up the weapons and return.
"Let's go," said the official.
He smiled and thanked him and jumped into the carriage.
"Go, send money to go," he said.
The officer looked at the carriage and drove out of the city gate and shook his head.
"It’s so happy to send money," he said, no longer paying attention to it. The solemn and vigilant patrol inside and outside the city gate, "all are optimistic, once you find a family in the country, kill innocent people."