Big businessman and little fisherman

Chapter 107 Forget it
"Yunfei."

"Song Yunfei?"

Da Pao yelled twice, seeing that Song Yunfei was lost in thought and ignored him, he could only look innocently at Er Fatty.

He was stupid, and he hoped that Er Fatty, who usually talked a lot, could chat with the major general.

"What do you see me doing?"

Er Pang couldn't understand what the little general was thinking, let alone what Da Pao wanted to express. He just looked around and saw some rare gadgets that he hadn't seen before, so he jumped off the horse and bought them. I am not afraid that the major general will go far.

Fortunately, Song Yunfei's horse walked slowly, and Jiangjiaba was a "D"-shaped street. Standing at the end of the street, you could almost see more than half of the entire town.

Er Pang bought two different eel cages, one straight and the other horned, and hung them on the side of the saddle in a strange shape, and went to rummage through the bamboo baskets on the side.

He was born in poverty, and he followed his father and brother to be a gangster in the mountains since he was a child, so he liked these ordinary things in the market even more.

"Old man, is this bamboo basket woven by the Lu family as you said?"

Uncle Zhang, who squatted on the side of the street for half a day without doing any business, immediately narrowed his eyes with a smile: "Yes, yes, but this is not knitted by my Lu family brother, he taught me to weave it. Don't worry about this basket." Seeing that it is small, it is more exhausting than those big ones..."

"This bamboo basket is indeed a little different from what we usually see, and the weaving is precise and beautiful."

Er Pang rummaged for a long time in the bamboo baskets, big and small, and didn't know whether he should buy one to take with him, or not to buy one.

"It looks good."

In order to make another deal, Uncle Zhang took out the smallest bamboo basket and showed it to Er Fatty, "Look, young man, this bamboo basket is so small, it's so finely woven, and it's a waste of handwork and waste of bamboo." What can I do? It can neither hold food nor many wild vegetables. But almost every child in our village has one, and they are all very happy. Even in the town, people with a little extra money are willing to buy one for their children. , because it looks good."

The small bamboo baskets are slightly bigger than the palm of an adult, but they are delicately woven.

In order to look good, the bamboo strips on the bamboo baskets are actually dyed, divided into three colors of red, green and blue.

I don't know how the color was dyed. Although it is not as bright and beautiful as the red and green of the sisters at home, it has a special flavor.

Er Pang hesitated for a moment, and bought one of each size for the bamboo basket, and put the smaller one in the larger one, which was just right.Go back and give the big bamboo basket to the major general, and give the small one to Miss Yun. If you say that the major general bought it, she will be happy.

It's just that the price is a bit expensive, two small bamboo baskets, this black-faced man actually costs two hundred coins each.

Why don't you go grab it?
Er Pang thought it expensive, and he was not a fool, so he naturally didn't want to be fooled by an old farmer in the country.

"A bamboo basket is only a few pennies, how dare you ask my young master for..."

Er Fatty opened his mouth to scold, but his eyes fell on Zhang Sange's palm cut by bamboo strips.Rough palms, full of calluses and fine wounds.

He remembered that when he was very young, before his father rebelled with the two uncles of the Song family, he had such hands.

"never mind."

Er Pang sighed, seeing that the major general and Da Pao had already driven away on horseback, he didn't even make a counter-offer, he hastily dropped a piece of silver or two, picked up a bamboo basket and rode after him on horseback.

Seeing Er Fatty walking away, Brother Zhang immediately packed up the things spread out in front of him, walked around the backyard of a family, and rushed home from the trail behind the town.

The three sons of the Zhang family were cutting bamboo strips under the shade of a tree. Seeing Third Brother Zhang come back, the second son, Zhang Ronghua, immediately raised his voice and asked, "Father, why did you come back so early? The bamboo baskets and eel cages are all sold out?"

Not many people went to town today, except for the Lu family, only Chen Pingan who went to the wharf to do some work, and Zhang Sange who brought some bamboo baskets and eel cages to sell for some extra money.

"Water... water..."

After running all the way back, Third Brother Zhang was already exhausted, so he could only open his dry throat and make a broken sound.

"Dad, what's the matter with you?"

Zhang Jixiang, the youngest of the Zhang family, was about the same age as Lu Yange, and he almost cried out in fright when he saw his father's running shoes falling apart.

It was the eldest son, Zhang Ronghua, who was older and more courageous. He took the ladle beside the tank and scooped up half of the well water and handed it to his father: "Dad, drink water."

Panting heavily, Brother Zhang took the water ladle handed over by his son and drank it in big gulps. Regardless of his wet clothes, Brother Zhang touched his mouth and asked, "Your Uncle Lu?" What? Find him quickly and tell him that I have something to look for him."

Ma Erya, who was mending the clothes, answered immediately: "Brother Lu and Xiao Si went to the town to send shopkeeper Li, and my sister-in-law went to the town with Xiao Wu on her back, and brought three girls to the town, saying that she wanted to buy cotton to make quilts. "

It's such a hot day, I don't know what Lu's sister-in-law is thinking, but she went to buy cotton at this time.

"Have the Lu family gone to town?"

Brother Zhang screamed, and didn't care about taking a rest. He dragged his two sons, Zhang Ronghua and Zhang Fugui, "Hurry up, come with me to the town to find you, Uncle Lu and Aunt Lu."

While walking out, she didn't forget to tell Li Tan's mother: "He, Aunt Li, hurry up and find Sixi and the others and come back, just say... just say I have something to do, it's a big deal."

Before he could speak clearly, Third Brother Zhang dragged his two sons and hurried to the town again.

I was afraid that something would happen to the Lu family if I was a moment late.

"What's the matter with your father?"

Li Canguanniang looked at Zhang Jixiang in a daze, "Have you lost your mind?"

"Aunt Li, if you lose your mind, my father won't lose your mind either."

Zhang Jixiang spat hard on the ground, and ran into the ground.

His father asked Aunt Li to call Li Sixi and his uncles back, there must be something wrong, Aunt Li talked too much and walked slowly, it might as well be faster for him to come and go.

Zhang's father and son ran halfway, and met the Lu family who were returning home
Seeing Lu Quan and a few children walking over, talking and laughing, Brother Zhang seemed to have been drained of all his strength, and he staggered and fell to the ground.

"Third brother..."

Lu Quan stepped forward quickly, grabbed Brother Zhang's arm and lifted him up, "What's the matter with you? What happened?"

"Hu Chi... Hu Chi..."

Third brother Zhang was dragged by Lu Quan, panting for half a day before he could barely speak, "The rebel army...entered...entered the town."

"Has the rebel army entered the town?"

Lu Quan turned to look at Xiao Si beside him, "Have you seen the rebel army?"

Thinking of the big boat carrying three fine horses, and Song Yunfei who was chasing after her and calling Xiao Geer, Lu Yangge frowned slightly, and didn't know how to answer Lu Quan for a while.

Lu Quan thought that Xiaosi didn't know either, and looked at Brother Zhang again: "We haven't seen each other, when did it happen?"

Today, he and Xiaosi entered the town early, and even sent shopkeeper Li to the pier all the way. It is impossible for them not to know about the rebel army entering the town.

During the conversation, Third Brother Lu finally calmed down, and told him about selling two small bamboo baskets and two eel cages for a tael of silver today.

At first, he didn't notice that the young man leading the steed was a rebel army, but when the young man squatted down to buy eel baskets, Third Brother Lu discovered that the red scarf of the rebel army was tied on the young man's knife.

(End of this chapter)