Chapter 135: Catch the thief with a knife, protect the country and the people
The first day of the lunar month.
Finally, the impatient restaurant owners came over cursing after inquiring about Xujiazhuang's relocation address.
It was a long journey and the weather was hot and dry. By the time they arrived at Horseshoe Lake, many shopkeepers were already sweating.
Someone tried to lower the price by taking advantage of the high mountains and long distances. Xu Mu simply crossed out his name, and was so frightened that he hurriedly flattered him.
"Fengcheng Li's Restaurant, three hundred altars, a deposit of three hundred taels, and an additional one thousand, two hundred taels."
"Chengcheng Junru Restaurant, five hundred altars, five hundred taels of deposit, and another two thousand taels."
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Jiang Caiwei was sitting in a temporary wooden house, with Zhou Zun and two young men standing next to her, their voices like silver bells, sonorous and powerful.
Although the shopkeepers who took the wine looked reluctant, they were actually very happy in their hearts. The sales of Zui Tianxian were very good, and when they were put in the restaurant, they would sell a dozen or one jar as soon as they were resold, and there were many wealthy gentlemen.
pastime.
Seeing these dozen shopkeepers, I wanted to say goodbye.
Xu Mu winked, and not long after, Chen Sheng trotted over, followed each shopkeeper who was getting wine, and handed out a self-written document.
"Leader Chen, what is this?"
"My shopkeeper said that if he comes back next month to pick up the wine, he will bring fifty jars with him if he comes with this document."
At this time, the dozen or so shopkeepers all had expressions of ecstasy. Fifty altars, if converted into silver, is not a small sum.
"Of course, you are all regular customers of Xujiazhuang, so you should. Furthermore, if you can introduce other shopkeepers, for every hundred altars ordered, we will also give away ten altars."
"Okay! Okay! Master Xu is awesome!"
The shopkeepers were even more delighted. Today happened to be the first of the month, so they were too lazy to go to Tangjiang. Those sour wines were really meaningless, and even the old disciples who were greedy for drinking didn't bother to drink them.
Only this drunken fairy is the most popular.
"Master Xu, say goodbye!"
"I'm waiting for an order, so I'll have to trouble Master Xu a lot more."
Xu Mu smiled and cupped his hands, saying goodbye one by one.
In fact, the orders received this round have dropped by at least nearly half, with less than 3,000 jars. There is nothing he can do about it. After leaving the wine market in Tangjiang City, he had already considered this situation.
The most important thing now is to quickly let Zui Tianxian completely open the market in the inner city.
"My boss, we're all gone."
Xu Mu nodded. After all, the business of making private liquor is a big mountain with four major households. There is a long way to go.
After walking a few more steps, Xu Mu poured a bowl of tea and brought it to Jiang Caiwei. Jiang Caiwei, who was recording the book, suddenly raised her head, and then her face became slightly shy.
"Xu, Xu Lang."
"After recording, let's take a rest. I'm going out right now. Do you have anything you need?"
"Xu Lang is going out again?"
"It's time to go out and buy horses."
Now there are only three Di horses left in Xujiazhuang, plus one Fierce horse, which is really not enough.
Jiang Caiwei thought for a moment, then hurried back into the house, then hurried out again, and then handed a delicate small porcelain vase to Xu Mu's hand.
"Golden sore medicine?"
Jiang Caiwei blushed and nodded.
Xu Mu felt a little warm in his heart. Back then, he went out to the city to collect grain, but when he came back a little late, the little servant wife in front of him dared to stand in the alley beside the city gate waiting for him with an old hatchet.
"I'll keep it." Xu Mu smiled softly, "Here at Zhuangzi, if something really happened, he would run to the back mountain and ask Lu Feng. He knows how to find the way."
These words were clearly unreasonable, but Xu Mu couldn't help but say them.
If he didn't say anything, he would feel a stone hanging in his heart. He hoped that his wife would listen to him.
"Xu Lang, there is also a robe!"
Xu Mu nodded seriously, opened his hands, and asked his wife to help him tie the ropes one by one as usual.
Then, he put on a long robe and went outside.
It seems a bit nondescript, but at any rate, it calms one's thoughts.
"gone."
Turning around, Xu Mu blew a whistle, and Si Hu, who was treading water by the lake with his children, ran over soaked.
There was also Zhou Zun with a horse, a total of two people and horses, following the carriage.
"Brother Mu, where are you going?"
"North of Weicheng."
After going to the tooth shop, Xu Mu planned to go to Changyang again, to see his old friend Zhou Fu, and to think of some ways to push Zui Tianxian out.
After all, it’s the capital of the Daji Kingdom. I’ve been in the inner city for three months and I haven’t even been there yet, which makes sense.
Of course, if everything goes without incident.
If there is an accident, let’s talk about it separately.
Outside the carriage, the path is not easy to walk. It is muddy on rainy days and dusty on sunny days. Xu Mu has already made plans to pave the road. A good road will not only save the time of entering and leaving Horseshoe Lake, but also allow the shopkeepers who come to pick up wine.
More comfortable.
But paving the way for Daji requires a lot of notarization and resources, so we can only talk about it a little later.
"Si Hu, don't be anxious, there is still time."
"Brother Mu, I want to eat mutton bones from the old lanes of Weicheng."
Going to the north of Weicheng, I guess I have to rest for a night in Weicheng. This Sihu is really afraid that he will miss a meal.
Amid the dust and smoke, the old carriage and its two riders headed steadily toward Weicheng.
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When the lights were turned on, the carriage finally drove into Weicheng. The rush all the way, coupled with the hot weather, made the four people traveling together a little tired.
Zhou Zun was asked to go find Tian Song, and the rest followed Si Hu's instructions and went to the mutton restaurant over in the old alley, where they ordered half a lamb body first.
Before the mutton was even cooked, Zhou Zun was already riding over on horseback, carrying Tian Song.
"Little, little boss."
Tian Song stumbled off his horse, unable to even stand upright. If Zhou Zun hadn't caught him quickly, he would have probably fallen.
"Brother Tian, what's going on?" Xu Mu frowned.
At this moment, Tian Song's face was covered with bruises and wounds, and one of his arms seemed to be broken, always hidden in his sleeve.
Even the scabbard of the simple sword was missing, and it was only wrapped in a dirty and yellow oilcloth.
"Tian Guantou, what's the matter!" Si Hu, who was chewing the sheep bones, suddenly became angry and wiped his hands and stood up. After what happened last time, in his heart, Tian Song was equal to an old friend.
"Which one touches you? Just tell me and I'll beat them up for you!"
"It's nothing." Tian Songgang swallowed, waved his hands, and staggered into the restaurant.
Tian Song didn't say anything, and Xu Mu couldn't ask further questions. But he could roughly guess that it was something related to the official department.
"Brother Tian, if you don't dislike it anymore and give up your public position and come to my village, your monthly salary will not be less." After hesitating for a moment, Xu Mu spoke tentatively.
Like Si Hu, at this moment, he also regarded Tian Song as an old friend from the border. The last round of killing the list would have been very difficult without Tian Song's help.
"Public office cannot be given up. If that were not the case, I would not risk my life and become a small official."
"My father was from an official family and died in a bandit suppression. Ever since I was young, I have wanted to earn a share of the official salary, carry a knife to catch thieves, and protect the country and the people."
"But before, it seemed to have gone astray."
His mouth was cracked and he couldn't open it for a while. Tian Song dipped a pair of chopsticks in the wine bowl and let the wine roll down his throat.
A dry and violent coughing sound occurs at the right time.
"My father said that the yellow sand will wear golden armor in a hundred battles. If you don't break Beidi, you will never return it. But before, I was a dog official! Where did I come from the battlefield? I escaped from Wangzhou! I ran away like a rat!"
Tian Song rubbed his eyes for a long time, feeling that he was a little pretentious. After laughing a few times, he hurriedly made a toast.
Several people present raised their wine bowls one after another.
Just after eating a bowl, Tian Song covered his face again, tears oozing out from between his fingers.
Xu Mu watched quietly, without stopping or persuading.
A long time ago, he thought that people like Tian Song had no family and country in their hearts. But now he discovered that what made these people sick was not, in general, themselves, but this world that was already filthy.