Song Yuanhuanzhi

Chapter 97
Qiancheng is the destination of this trip.

Qiancheng is surrounded by mountains.

Surrounded by undulating mountains, the terrain is high and low in the week, high in the south and low in the north, and the water system converges toward the Meijiang River in the center.

The holy city in autumn.

The wind is sunny and the sky is clear, which is the most pleasant time.

The mighty team is slowly getting closer to Qiancheng.

The half-month itinerary made Song Huan change from being uncomfortable at the beginning to getting used to it.

Song Huan lamented that this trip really broadened his horizons and gained a lot of insight.

Thinking back to her past, even if she met face-to-face with people in the world, she might not be able to tell the difference.

But now, on the streets of Qiancheng, looking at the pedestrians coming and going, she found many people from the rivers and lakes.

Just like she recognizes wild vegetables, the wild vegetables that she didn't know before were just one of the many weeds when she passed by, but after she got to know them, she realized that this kind of wild vegetables are everywhere.

After delivery to the location, the header is responsible for the follow-up work.

Song Huan, Lao Xu and other bidders only need to do one thing, unload the goods on the car and send them to the designated place for storage.

Fu Yuanzhi, who was waiting on the shaft of the chariot, was attracted by a figure.

An old man over [-] years old, wearing a Ge scarf on his head, dressed in commoner clothes, and with a bamboo stick, dragged his frail body and walked alone in the autumn wind.

At first glance, this old man is no different from any ordinary villager.

But under his unpretentious appearance, there is a lofty and refined temperament.

He seemed to be extremely hungry, but also seemed to be suffering from a disease, as if he was begging along the street, but he couldn't hold back his face, he was as embarrassed as a child, and spoke in a clumsy manner.

A man who was selling his own goods came to Fu Yuanzhi, saw him looking at the old man, and thought to himself, he knew this man.

Why not start with this topic, when the time comes, will his goods still be sold?
The man said to Fu Yuanzhi familiarly, "I know that person."

Fu Yuanzhi turned his head and looked suspiciously at the shopkeeper who came to him at some point, "?"

The salesman sighed and regretted, "This man used to be an official."

Hearing this, Fu Yuanzhi straightened his back subconsciously, and asked in confusion, "Then why did he fall into such a situation?"

The shopkeeper shook his head, "I don't know about that, I also heard about it, he came to Qiancheng six years ago, who knows about his previous past! Could it be dereliction of duty? Or corruption?"

If he hadn't made a big mistake, how could he be dismissed from office?

Fu Yuanzhi looked at the old man and thought to himself, he is not like that.

The salesman immediately clicked his tongue again, "But he is also a talent if he is an official. If it were me, I would not let myself become like him."

How can an official have no oil in his pocket?

"Where do you start with this?" Fu Yuanzhi looked at the shopkeeper suspiciously, making the shopkeeper unable to keep talking.

"In the past few years, four of his sons have starved to death. The five sons who were originally good sons live as comfortably as they want. Others at this age are enjoying the filial piety of their children. He You just confuse the days like this." The salesman lowered his voice.

"This former official was not only dismissed, but also incompetently allowed his son to starve to death. Thinking about it, it is sad for his wife and children." The salesman complained helplessly.

Ordinary people like him walking around the streets and alleys don't say that they let their wives and children eat delicacies from mountains and seas, but they can also keep them alive and not starve to death.

Fu Yuanzhi looked at the alley where there was no old man, and was silent for a long time.

Seeing that the suit was almost finished, the shopkeeper took out the small things in his basket, they were all women's jewelry and handkerchiefs, there were many kinds of embroidery samples, and his embroidery skills were also very good.

The shopkeeper took out a handkerchief embroidered with orchids, "Look, sir, how about this handkerchief?"

Fu Yuanzhi thought of Song Huan's "out of shape purse", and asked, "Do you have a purse?"

The salesman said happily, "Yes, yes, just wait a moment."

The shopkeeper turned out the purses, there were purses with Ruyi Dui embroidered buckle, honey color and moon white satin purses, silver and red embroidered white plum purses, zigzag flower purses, these patterns are much more than Yangjiang Mansion.

Fu Yuanzhi picked out a purse with broken branches and the orchid handkerchief just now.

These days, he is busy driving the car and has no time to prepare a purse, so he can only buy it for the time being.

Here Song Huan got his first salary.

Four taels of silver.

Song Huan is a newcomer in the "probationary period", and this trip did not get as much as the "regular employees" Old Xu and Liu. They have five taels of silver.

After two more rounds of regularization, you should be able to get the salary of a "regular employee".

Although this betting is hard work, it also earns a lot.

After all, risking your life to run, if the salary is still low, then the first one to quit is the bidder.

The bidder usually walks the bid twice or three times a year, and there will be more bidders, so the bidder has to look at the arrangement of the superior.

According to this calculation, if you go three times a year, you will earn 15 taels, which is considered an annual salary.

After the delivery of the goods, the leader planned to turn around and return to Yangjiang Mansion.

Among them, if someone in the team wants to stay to handle errands, they don't have to go back with the team, it is not compulsory to go back.

Everyone is from the rivers and lakes, and they are talking about casual loyalty.

What's more, if you have two or three opportunities a year, you may not get your turn when you go back, so where should you stay?

There are also people who are affiliated with two standard banks. After this one goes to the other one, if it happens to be arranged, they can continue to go to the other one.

If you go four times a year, you will have double your annual salary, 30 taels, and you will have a petty bourgeois life.

Song Huan wanted to stay for a few more days when she heard that it was not mandatory, since she already knew the way when she came.

She still hasn't forgotten the purpose of Fu Yuanzhi coming out this time.

Lao Xu and Lao Liu also have their own plans.

Lao Liu must definitely go home. There is a pregnant daughter-in-law at home, and a daughter who is waiting to be fed.

Lao Xu wanted to return to Fucheng to meet his old friends, so they separated.

Song Huan came to the mule cart, only Fu Yuan was left.

The salesman has already gone to find the next buyer.

Song Huan just got his salary, and he was in a good mood. He said, "Let's find a place to stay first, and then go shopping."

See what is the difference from Yangjiang Mansion, feel the local customs, and special food.

Of course, the most intuitive difference at present is that there are more people here, more lively, and the economic development is much better than Yangjiang Mansion.

The two did not go to the "business place" to settle down, but found an ordinary inn to stay.

There are many teahouses and buildings lined up in row upon row.

There are various small stalls on both sides of Qingshiban Street.

To quickly understand the special food in this city, the snack street is a shortcut.

One of Song Huan's favorites is the fish cake, which is golden in color, has the aroma of fried fish, and has a lot of soup wrapped in the fish cake, which is tender and delicious.

There is also a jujube cake.

Every time Song Huan hunted, she found the wild jujube the most. Although she knew that the wild jujube could be made into cakes and other food, she hadn't looked up the relevant information before, and she couldn't find a way to do it. Just eat it as a snack.

But when she came here, she ate wild jujube cake made of wild jujube.

The color is transparent, beautiful like amber, sweet and sour, very suitable for Song Huan's taste.

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