The three children packed up their things, each carrying a diabolic basket, and waited for Zhao Xueyi.

Zhao Xueyi went to Nie Shuang to inquire about the news and walked back.

Zhao Luoyang immediately asked: "Uncle Fourth, how about it?"

Zhao Xueyi said: "The Master Nie, the Wuwei Army, said that he would take us to the Ningzhou Yamen Office later. Lord Nie had a Ningzhou Yamen Office beside him. I also asked the Yamen Office that there was no epidemic at the foot of the mountain. We should have no problem collecting things in the village at the foot of the mountain."

It was also the time when the epidemic was discovered in Qingyang, but it had not spread to Ningzhou yet.

Zhao Yuanji couldn't help but say, "Then will we go?"

Zhao Xueyi looked at Zhao Luoyang, and Zhao Luoyang nodded.

"Let's go," Zhao Xueyi said, "Anyway, we will all go to the yamen office in a while, and we will wait for Lord Nie and the others at the foot of the mountain."

When Zhao Xueyi learned that his mother wanted to buy a donkey cart, she would have no money left at home. She could make some money and make plans for the future. In the past, he often carried out the goods in the village and sold them, which could be more or less supplemented for the family.

After making up his mind, a few people walked forward.

After walking a while, Zhao Luoyang took down a bag tied around his waist and handed it to Zhao Xueyi: "Uncle Fourth, this money is given to me by milk, so I can collect things later."

Anyway, these money is not considered her wealth, so it is useless for her to hold it.

Zhao Xueyi looked at the bulging bag, and his ears hurt, as if my mother was pulling him next to him. This time he took his three children down the mountain first, but he didn't dare to know me. I knew it and I must be angry.

Now he wants to use his money at home...

"Fourth Uncle," Zhao Luoyang encouraged him, "What we lack most now is money. We have to move money now, but we can earn more. If we have more money, can we still get angry?"

This is the reason.

But...what if you can't make a profit?

Forget it, three children and six eyes can he still retreat?

Zhao Xueyi decisively tied the burden to himself.

The few people walked very fast, and in a short while they saw the village at the foot of the mountain.

Seven or eight people gathered at the entrance of the village. When they heard the movement, they were looking at them one after another.

A strange face appeared, and the villagers immediately became alert and stuffed the children behind them.

Zhao Xueyi was about to come forward to speak, but was stopped by Zhao Luoyang: "After all, we are strangers. The fourth uncle is tall and it is inevitable that people will be wary. Why not go there first."

Zhao Xueyi listened to it and told Zhao Luoyang silly: "You have to be careful. If you find something wrong, you will call me."

Zhao Luoyang responded, put on the whole basket and walked quickly towards the villagers.

The villagers were slightly relieved when they saw that the girl was coming.

Zhao Luoyang's eyes were not idle either, and his eyes swept across the villagers' faces. Among them was an old lady who was about the same age as her breasts.

"Shi Jiu," Zhao Luoyang said in his mind, "that old lady should have some prestige in the village."

Shi Jiu knew who Zhao Luoyang was referring to: "After this moment, the villagers here looked at her intentionally or unintentionally."

It seemed that she was right. Zhao Luoyang got Shi Jiu's affirmation and immediately rushed to the old lady surrounded by the crowd.

"My grandma," Zhao Luoyang had a shy smile on his face, and his voice was crisp and nice. "We are going to Taozhou, passing by here, and want to ask you for some water."

Although Shi Jiu couldn't see Zhao Luoyang's expression, listening to her voice alone made people feel wary of it.

However, no one knew that the little girl had killed the bandits with her own hands, and when she came over, she wrapped the scalpel and tied it to her arm.

Shi Jiu suddenly wanted to see how Zhao Luoyang looked, and whether he looked particularly weak and kind.

Sure enough, when Zhao Luoyang took the lead like this, the villagers seemed to be talking.

The old lady who was called "Ah Mi" by Zhao Luoyang first spoke: "Are you the ones who moved to Taozhou?"

Zhao Luoyang nodded: "Yes."

A young wife with a slightly sturdy figure followed and said, "I heard that there were bandits coming last night?"

When talking about bandits, Zhao Luoyang's eyes flashed with fear: "Yes, we just fled all the way to the mountains. Fortunately, the people from the yamen came quickly, otherwise we would be afraid that they would fall into the hands of bandits."

The young wife said, "I just said there was something going on the mountain last night, but we were frightened. There are no males in the village at present. If the bandits break in..."

At this point when the young wife said that, the old lady beside her cleared her throat.

The young wife then remembered that she could not tell too much truth to the outsiders, so she disagreedly said: "It is good for you to be fine. Those bandits killed people without blinking, and some people in our village died at the hands of bandits."

Zhao Luoyang had long noticed that there were fewer men in the village. In this case, he was either forced to be summoned into the army or taken to the yamen to be a servant.

Zhao Luoyang said: "Among our group, some people were also killed by bandits, and many were injured. Many people lost their burden when they ran away."

Everyone listened to Zhao Luoyang's words and looked at Zhao Luoyang and others' embarrassing appearance, and couldn't help but sigh in their hearts.

It’s no better to be at home than to be at home.

The old lady looked at Zhao Xueli and Zhao Yuanrang not far away, and Zhao Yuanji: "Who are you?"

Zhao Luoyang said: "My fourth uncle and two younger brothers."

The old lady said, "You are all here to ask for water?"

Zhao Luoyang shook his head: "We also want to see what can be collected in the village. We will go to the city yamen to write essays later. If we can bring some things to the market along the way, we can also make some money. Everyone has suffered a lot of losses along the way, so they can make some money, so it is easier to buy some food."

Zhao Luoyang changed his voice and continued: "It's okay to sell nothing. Is there anyone in the village who wants to write a letter? I can write a letter. It only costs fifteen cents. If there is no money, it's okay to give eggs or rice. No matter how much clothes and coarse grains we can wear, as long as we can use them, they can be exchanged for me as money."

When she heard Zhao Luoyang say that she could write for her, her little wife's eyes lit up: "Really? Are you literate?" She needed to write a letter at the market, and she had to walk all the way into the city. She could write at the door of her house, so she was naturally moved.

Zhao Luoyang said: "My grandfather passed the exam for scholars. When I was a child, my grandfather taught me to study and write. Our family lived a good life in the village, but unfortunately my grandfather passed away not long ago and my family had to move again, so it became what we are today."

Zhao Luoyang said as he untied his bag and took out the items inside. There was a small piece of ink, an old brush, and some paper.

These are her treasures, and she kept them properly in her bag when she left home.

When the villagers who saw Zhao Luoyang take out these things, they just half-believed and half-doubted, now they think that these words are no longer fake. How can people who can't write write carry their pens and ink?

The old lady who was the first to talk to Zhao Luoyang said, "You really know how to write letters. Please write two letters for me first. If you write them well, I will pay you money."

"It's okay to change things?" A woman next to her spoke again, "Can I change the straw sandals I made myself?"

Zhao Luoyang said happily: "Okay." Anyway, the system can be counted as money for anything, and she asked her mother to ask. After a night, the group lacked a lot of things, straw sandals and food.

The price of writing letters is not low, and many people are reluctant to let it go, but if you exchange them for old clothes, you will feel at least more comfortable.

The most important thing is that these things are now passed by her hands first, so that they will not delay her wealth increase.

If the wealth value increases, you can exchange things for sale. If it goes well, you can make a lot of money through the system today.

Zhao Luoyang looked at the fourth uncle and younger brothers not far away.

"Can I ask my uncle and brothers to come here too?" Zhao Luoyang said, "My uncle is still a good carpenter. He can do whatever he needs to repair in the village."

"If anyone has any heavy things, it is better to sell them to us if they want to sell them to the city. They just need to be cheaper and make us earn some money."

Everyone went to see Mrs. Qian. Mrs. Qian's son is here. Anyone who wants to ask for advice will discuss with Mrs. Qian.

Old Mrs. Qian nodded, then turned to see the people around her: "If you want to move something, let the girl write a letter to everyone here."

Everyone always looks up to those who can read and write, even if they are a little girl.

Zhao Xueyi looked at his niece and soon talked to the villagers.

His niece is really amazing.

A moment later, he saw his niece wave to him, obviously asking them to go there.

That's all?

So fast!

Zhao Luoyang had already started grinding ink, and she did not forget to talk to Shi Jiu in her mind: "Shi Jiu, let's inquire more later. From here to the southwest, there is any place that is difficult to walk. Then ask where to sell livestock in the city, where to sell grain, and whether there are big restaurants."

Writing a letter for others can help you learn a lot of news, so that they can avoid going to the city to inquire. Wouldn’t it be a big hit in one fell swoop?

"What if I have words that I can't write," Zhao Luoyang didn't blush at all, "Shi Jiu, just tell me." She had discovered that Shi Jiu knew more than her.

She brought a ready-made gentleman, why are she afraid of writing letters?

Shi Jiu didn't know what to say, but Zhao Luoyang used him more and more easily.

Zhao Luoyang picked up his pen and started writing letters. Someone from Zhao Xueyi also called him to help repair things.

Seeing a group of people surrounding their niece, Zhao Xueyi was shocked. Those who learned about their father's knowledge at home may not be the eldest brother, but the younger niece.

After a while, when the second brother and the others come over, they will definitely be shocked when they see this scene.

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