Huan Zhen couldn't figure out why Ren Suzhi could think of so many things from the murderer's behavior of biting his tongue and committing suicide. The more the minister kept denying and kowtowing in fear, the more it proved that Ren Suzhi was right.

Huan Zhen couldn't figure it out so he asked directly.

Ren Suzhi first ordered the release of the remaining ministers and told them to go back to their respective positions and continue working. At this moment, there were two pavilion soldiers approaching, named Shan Ying and Cheng Shuang.

Ren Suzhi explained to Huan Zhen and the other two people: "When we first defrauded the criminal, his first reaction was to run away. What does it mean? It means that the criminal wanted to live. After catching this man, he kept shouting that Khufu should die, which proves that he wanted to live.

Let us find out that Khufu did indeed commit evil deeds and deserved to die. Then when the county government tries him, he may not be sentenced to death, so the murderer still wants to live! Then why did he say that when the murder weapon was a bowstring, he

Want to kill yourself? Unless the bowstring is special, as long as you find the bowstring, you can pull out other strings. The criminal knows that he cannot withstand torture and is afraid of revealing the hiding place of the bowstring, so he might as well kill himself!"

Ren Suzhi is such a perceptive person! Huan Zhen looked at the other party deeply. When Ren Suzhi looked at him, Huan Zhen had already looked away. Like Cheng Shuang and Shan Ying, he nodded a few times in an educated manner.

Cheng Shuang wondered: "But before Xiangzheng comes, we can't use severe punishment on this person."

Shan Ying said with a sullen face: "Leave it to me, there are plenty of ways!"

Ren Suzhi: "No, this is a murder case. The culprit will be brought to the county government for trial. If we rob this guy, he will probably turn him into a traitor." He thought for a moment and assigned their respective responsibilities: "Cheng Shuang

Take Huan Zhen to the hut where the deceased was strangled, and check carefully to see if there are any corners that were missed before. Shan Ying and I went to the hut where the murderer lived to search again, that is, removing the hut and straw mats one by one.

Even if you draw it, you still have to find the bowstring!"

Huan Zhen followed Cheng Shuang when he suddenly remembered something and told the other party that Cheng Shuang would go first. Huan Zhen called to Tie Feng and the other two: "Tell the Wang family that before noon the day after tomorrow, this kind of rolling bamboo cage will never burn out."

, I want as much as I can make, don’t be confused, don’t add sesame oil.”

Tie Feng answered "yes" and asked first: "What's the price?" Then he said, "According to the market price, two yuan is only a lot more. If a small farmer pays too much, it may cause trouble."

Tie Lei: "It's not easy to transport this thing. It's not easy to transport, and it takes up space. So my subordinates are going to rent bullock carts from farmers?"

"No need." Huan Zhen said: "There is a murder case involved here. Xiang Zheng will definitely come. Let him take him away when he comes. In addition, I have a ruler and asked Xiang Zheng to bring it to the clan uncle. Please wait and find out whether Miss Wang has passed the craftsmanship test.

Child, I can tell Master about this."

"Yes, my subordinate will go right away."

When Tie Feng was heading north of the village, the salesman had just parked the mule cart in front of the gate of Wanghuyuan. A group of children were laughing and joking around the colorful shelves. Wang Weng heard the sound and went out, leading the salesman to lead the cart into the yard.

People in the countryside are not so particular. They don't even close the courtyard door in broad daylight. Children of all sizes are reluctant to leave. They are all crowded at the courtyard door to look at the trucks. Wang Weng laughed and didn't give up. He called A Peng, Hu Tou.

He went to help Wang Ge move his things, and handed Aai to Dalang to take care of him. Then he asked the salesman to sit on the table, poured a bowl of water, and said politely: "The road is being built. Isn't it not as easy to walk on as usual?"

"After coming to Laishui Pavilion, there are some donkey carts for pulling things, but it's not bad. I haven't seen you for a while, and my husband has become more energetic, and so does your husband. How old is the little lady? She is very smart at first glance."

"She's three years old." Wang Weng knew that the person was being polite, and it was helpful to hear it. Wang Ai heard that the salesman was praising her, so she shyly turned her head and lay on her uncle's shoulder.

After a few words of greeting, Wang Weng learned that the salesman's surname was Feng and that he lived in a rural town.

Wang Ge showed a hexagonal bamboo fan and two bamboo hairpins to the salesman. The salesman really knew the goods. He said "tsk" and sincerely praised: "The fan is so finely woven, and all the folds on the seam are the same. It's rare."

Ah! It’s so rare!”

This compliment made the whole family very happy.

The most difficult part of weaving hexagonal bamboo fans, and the most skillful part, is the stitching. If you want to ensure that each edge is straight, the twists and turns must be equidistant. There is another point that the shopkeeper did not discover, that is, the strips of the stitching overlap.

Two "herringbone" patterns are much more durable than just one overlapping pattern.

Looking at the bamboo hairpin again, the salesman only said: "This thing is easy to sell, but the price... how about two yuan? I can only sell it for three yuan at most. Bamboo fans are very good, but the better they are, the easier they are to press.

Goods, twenty dollars, how about it?"

Wang Ge looked at his elder father. This kind of matter must be decided by the elders.

To be honest, Wang Weng was very happy with the price at first, but when he saw his granddaughter smiling, he knew the price was too low. "The hairpin is simple, two yuan is enough. The bamboo fan can be higher, I will

My granddaughter has been knitting it from morning till night for several days."

"I'm not kidding you, what I earn is actually hard-earned money. These bamboo fans may not be sold in the countryside, so I have to go to the county. From Jiashe Village to the county, I have to lose two feet just to go back and forth.

money."

At this time, Wang Yun and Wang Peng had brought all six rolling lanterns over, one of which had a kudzu cover sewn on and a hemp candle on it.

Wang Ge turned his back to Salesman Feng, lit the candle with a fire stick, then raised the rolling lantern in the air with both hands, rotated it a few times, and explained to the other party: "This is called a rolling lantern. No matter how you roll it, the candle plate will be stable."

Salesman: "This thing is quite strange, but its appearance..."

"I sewed this layer of kudzu cover because I was afraid of the wind blowing when I showed it to my uncle. If my uncle thought it was acceptable, I would only weave it to the outer bamboo cage. Buyers have different preferences, so you can sew the fabric yourself.

Ge Cai is good. If you are afraid of dirtying the outer silk fabric and Wai Ge, you can also add a circle of bamboo cages in addition to the outer silk fabric and Wai Ge."

"Wang Jiangtong is indeed a first-class craftsman! However, although this object is rare, it is easy to imitate, so it is easy to sell it."

"Yes." Rolling Lantern's weakness was too obvious, and Wang Ge was helpless.

"I suggest that the bamboo strips do not need to be made of green stripes, but ordinary yellow stripes. Let's do this. These six... are called rolling lanterns, right? I will give you nine dollars for these six, and I want twenty more, yellow stripes.

How about one penny each? If there are more, my car won’t be able to pull it.”

At this moment, it would be a lie to say that Wang Ge was not discouraged. The price of the bamboo hairpin and rolling lantern could not be lower, and the bamboo fan was five dollars less than she expected. Thinking about it now, they were all at the county inn.

The experience of selling zodiac boxes and competing for products at Qinghe Village gave her the illusion and fostered greed in her heart.

Duting Station is a thoroughfare for officials and merchants to pass by. Maybe it was a coincidence that I met travelers who like rare things and don't care about money.

As for Qinghe Village’s acquisition of the products from the craftsmen’s competition, is it really because of the craftsmen’s skills? No, absolutely not! There must be some kind of cooperation between Qinghe Village and the government, or even they only want a good fortune and don’t care about the craftsmen at all.

How much is the product itself worth?

"Young lady, is this Wang Jiangtong?" Tie Feng raised his voice, interrupting the conversation between the Wang family and the salesman.

In fact, he came just now.

Tie Feng took the rolling lantern from last night and turned into the east-west road of the village. He heard that the village children in the past were talking about "Wang Craftsman Boy" and "First Class Craftsman Boy". After asking, he found out that Mrs. Wang not only took the exam

Even after being hired as a craftsman, he was still top-notch!

"Tsk, the craftsman you hired is unreliable. The whole family came out at once. It's too ostentatious. Fortunately, Magistrate Huan didn't know." He said to himself, seeing a dozen children blocking the gate of Wanghuyuan, he couldn't believe it.

I knew what was going on, so I squeezed in without saying a word. When I heard the salesman lowering the price of the rolling lamp to one penny, I shouted: "Is this the young lady Wang Jiangtong?"
Chapter completed!