Yin Wuyan looked at the fat girl sitting on the floor with disdain. Since he was enlightened at the age of three, he has used high-grade Shengxuan, and this kind of cheap rough-edged paper has never appeared in his study room.
Zhan Feiyu pretended to be stupid and smiled, a penny stumped the heroic man! He was diligent and frugal!
In addition to being fat and stupid, he is also stingy! Yin Wuyan looked away, took out a handkerchief and wiped the sword clean, then threw it away, and the bloody handkerchief fell on Zhan Feiyu's leg.
The plain white brocade handkerchief is stained with blood, but you can still tell that it is made of silk and satin. Under the sun, the handkerchief shines brightly. This is because the highly skilled embroiderer mixed it with silver thread. Just this handkerchief.
It's worth at least one tael of silver, and you can buy twenty to rough paper.
"Little girl, let me help you up." As Yin Wuyan left, a pockmarked aunt walked over quickly, staring greedily at the brocade handkerchief on Zhan Feiyu's leg. She washed away the blood and took it.
You might be able to sell it for hundreds of dollars at Cloth Village.
"Thank you, auntie, I can get up by myself." Zhan Feiyu took the first step and stuffed the brocade handkerchief into his arms. Looking at the ugly pockmarked auntie, he got up from the ground with a grin.
Huh! She didn't get a bargain, so the pock-marked aunt glared angrily, twisted her body and walked back. The carriage knocked over many stalls, maybe she could pick up something good.
"Xiaoyu, are you okay?" Mrs. Li rushed over quickly and hugged Zhan Feiyu into her arms. Her voice was choked and she blamed herself, "I'm sorry Xiaoyu, I just fainted. I would rather kill myself."
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The familiar embrace, the familiar breath, but as soon as he thought of the danger, he was pushed out by Li. Zhan Feiyu had a dull expression on his face, and after a long silence, he said, "Mom, I just fell, please don't cry."
It is normal for people to lose their rationality and judgment under extreme panic. Mom just acted subconsciously. Zhan Feiyu put his little arms around Li and patted her back comfortingly with his fat paws.
Crazy Horse was killed, and the panicked crowd calmed down. A man in his twenties ran over and kicked the beggar on the ground, "Did you push my mother?"
"Yes, this lame beggar is the culprit! He was the one who frightened the horse just now!"
"You still want to run away! I'll beat you to death!"
Zhan Feiyu looked back and saw that the beggar who was surrounded by the crowd grabbed his crutch and swung it violently. When the crowd avoided him, he slithered away and ran away. If it weren't for his left foot being lame, his running speed would have been hard to tell.
He's a lame man.
The man still wanted to chase, but he was worried about the frightened old woman, so he could only curse a few times and kick the crutches left by the beggar away.
"Mom, are you okay?" Zhan Feiyu also hated the beggar who ran away without a trace. If he hadn't pushed him before, his mother would not have been in danger, and he was almost trampled to death by the crazy horse.
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"Mom is fine." Mrs. Li touched Zhan Feiyu's head distressedly, and then quickly picked up everything that fell on the ground and put it in her backpack.
Just when Zhan Feiyu and others could only admit that they were unlucky and were about to leave, a panicked shout rang out, "Madam, madam, are you okay?"
The boy pushed through the crowded crowd and rushed towards the overturned carriage with a cry. As soon as he opened the blue curtain, everyone discovered that a woman had fainted in the carriage.
Different from the coarse clothes of these people on the street, the woman wore a short purple silk emerald gown, a silver hairpin inlaid with pearls in her bun, and a white jade bracelet on her wrist. It was not a very luxurious dress, but the family had a carriage and a carriage.
The servant who serves you is definitely from a wealthy family.
"Isn't this Mrs. Zeng from Baofeng Clothing Village?" Someone recognized the woman's identity.
Baofeng Cloth Shop is the largest cloth shop in Shangsi County. The Zeng family has been in the cloth business for several generations, and they can be said to have great wealth.
"Oh my god, Mrs. Zeng is bleeding!" the sharp-eyed woman exclaimed.
Everyone took a closer look and saw that the blood stains had soaked Mrs. Zeng's skirt. Thinking of the news that Mrs. Zeng was pregnant a few months ago, everyone's heart skipped a beat. Could it be a miscarriage?
The young man knelt on the ground with a plop, knocked his forehead heavily on the ground, and cried and begged, "Please help me send my wife to the hospital. The young man kowtows especially!"
There is strength in numbers! Mrs. Zeng was sent to the hospital by everyone. Zhan Feiyu and Mrs. Li were also about to leave, but the pockmarked aunt from before came back.
The pockmarked aunt was carrying a deformed paper bag that had been stepped on in her left hand. She picked up the pastries that someone had dropped. She was also carrying a basket in her right hand, which was also full of things.
"The Zeng family is famous for being domineering. It took five years after Mrs. Zeng got married to have this child. The cripple-legged beggar frightened the Zeng family's carriage. Even if he fled to the ends of the world, the Zeng family would not let him go!" Auntie Pockmarked Lives
In Osmanthus Alley behind South Street, I was showing off news to the people next to me.
Suddenly, the pockmarked aunt rushed over, picked up the wooden crutch that fell on the ground, and raised her chin to the stunned Zhan Feiyu, "I picked this up first!"
The lame-legged beggar dropped his crutch when he ran away. The pock-marked aunt held the crutch and smiled proudly, fighting with me. This fat girl is still a bit tender!
"Mom, let's go." Zhan Feiyu looked at the pockmarked aunt who was showing off speechlessly. Jinlin Village was surrounded by mountains on both sides. Not to mention a crutch, there was no shortage of wood for building furniture.
Seeing Zhan Feiyu just leaving, the pock-marked aunt felt her fist being punched into the cotton, and shouted angrily: "This crutch is quite new, it might be sold for tens of pennies, and it can be used as firewood after being sawed off."
Fire."
On the other side, in the wine shop, Old Man Qian put a braised fish on the table and said flatteringly: "Master Ma, my boy caught this in the river last night. I gave it to Master Ma to try it."
"Thank you very much." Ma Captou smiled loudly and said to Mr. Zhan who was sitting next to him: "You should also try it. Old Man Qian's cooking skills of cooking fish are also outstanding."
"It's really delicious." Zhan Laoer picked up a chopstick of fish meat. It was fresh, fragrant and spicy. If he hadn't been unable to drink during the lunch break, it would definitely be delicious with some wine.
After eating and drinking some tea instead of wine, Zhan Laoer felt that Ma Baotou was in a particularly good mood today, so he felt more confident about what he wanted to say.
After matchmaker Wang came to the door in the morning, little Yao planned to accept Zhu Landlord's one hundred taels of betrothal gift first, and then later ruin Zhan Feiyu's reputation and get enough benefits, but Zhan Laoer had already planned.