Red Mansion Soldiers

Chapter 247 An old friend’s family

"General, isn't this good?" Hu Jiu asked Jia Hui with a worried look on his face while carrying more than 20 grasshoppers in the street market.

Jia Hunhun didn't care. Instead, he was very picky and asked: "What's wrong?"

"That's right. It's just a matter of two cents for a grasshopper. In addition, the expression on the old man's face before, the embroidered clothes are all seen, is it possible?" Hu Jiu hesitated to speak.

"No, no, this thing is just made of leaves. He can bring out such fresh grasshoppers at one time. He must have grown a lot of them at home." Jia Hui suddenly turned around and took a closer look at the grasshoppers. However, I just didn’t recognize what kind of leaf it was, “.This kind of leaf!”

"Don't worry, he can earn even a penny. When I was in Beiping City, I even saw two for a penny!"

Hu Jiu felt a little more relieved.

It's okay not to know the going price. It's called "you're happy when something is expensive", but you still have to spend so much money to buy it if you know the going price.

That's called injustice.

In fact, if the old man sold it to him for five cents each, he would buy it himself, but for ten cents

Forget it, I don't want to.

Putting Xiuyiwei's worries behind him, Jia Hui continued to wander around the market.

Come to think of it, I haven't wandered aimlessly like this for a long time.

When I was a child, I always liked to wander around the streets and alleys alone with my guards. I would not go home after school. I would carry ten to twenty pennies with me and would not go home until I spent them all.

Because of this, he often missed meals, and was always scolded by his wife, who knew exactly where he was going, and would be starved of a meal as punishment.

Although I was not hungry at all after eating snacks for twenty cents outside, I couldn't help the old man feeling sorry for his grandson. In the middle of the night, I would always be dragged out of the bed by the old man, and he would be forced to eat a meal while staring in confusion.

Fortunately, I am active and practice martial arts all the time, which consumes me quickly, otherwise I would have become a ball!

There are many more barbarians visible to the naked eye in Chang'an market. Jia Hui can even identify many bearded people wearing their own ethnic costumes.

Most of them are Uighurs, with a small number of Kazakhs and some Persians. Jia Hui even found a lot of Turks.

This Turk is not that Turk, they are much purer than the Ottomans!

Jia Hui looked left and right, and bought a "praying mantis" from a stall selling candy figures. When he was about to open his mouth and take a bite, a somewhat familiar voice came into his ears.

"Jia Xiao. Xiao General Jia?"

"Huh?" Jia Hui turned around suddenly and found a Uighur woman with emerald green eyes looking at him with the same surprise.

. . . . . .

In a naan shop on the street, Jia Hui and a family of six sat across from each other, looking at each other speechlessly.

"What a wonderful fate." After an unknown amount of time, Jia Hui raised his head and looked at the Uighur woman sitting in the middle, holding a baby about the same size as Xiaoya Nei.

"I really didn't expect to see you in Chang'an. Sister Zumureti."

The person in front of me is the Uighur girl Zumureti who took away Jia Hui’s first blood!

"I didn't expect to see you in Chang'an City, General Jia. I thought you were still in the desert!" Zumureti, who had already gained some weight, also sighed, sighing at the wonder of fate.

Smiling at the children who were looking at him timidly, Jia Hui turned his head and looked at the former roasted naan boy, now the roasted naan uncle, who had also gained weight.

He is also a warrior with a pile of cuckolds on his head that is higher than Tianshan Mountain.

"It's been too long. Forgive me for forgetting my brother's name, but I still vaguely remember that you were very thin and the baked naan was very fragrant."

Today we meet old friends again. They are not just any old friends. They are Jia Hui's first teachers. Of course, Jia Hui will not say such embarrassing things as "I have no interest in knowing your name". He will appear as if he is very powerful and make everyone laugh. Neither is happy.

"Hahaha, General Jia is a noble man who forgets things a lot. The little boy's name is Sabuhe. It's an honor for Sabuhe and our whole family that the little baked naan can be favored by the general!" Uncle Sabuhe, a cuckold youth Speaking in Chinese that was full of Uighur flavor, he happily thanked Jia Hui.

The fact that he was able to move his family from the Western Regions to Chang'an and buy a shop with just his skill at baking naan has always been the thing that Sabuhe was most proud of!

Although most of the money used in this store is the "dowry" saved by Zumureti's hard work, everyone knows the principle of sitting back and having nothing. Sooner or later, all the money will be spent without getting out! And relying on his craftsmanship, he not only managed to balance the books and make a slight surplus, he even successfully sent his eldest son to a private school!

Now General Jia comes up and praises the delicious naan he baked, which is even more enjoyable than praising himself or even praising his wife!

"Boss, why are you still standing there? Why don't you go make some naan bread for the general!" Sabuhe, who was so excited that he didn't know where to put his hands, slapped his seven-year-old eldest son on the shoulder.

"Okay!" The boss smiled at Jia Hui very smartly, turned around and ran to fill Jia Hui's cake.

The Zumureti family has four children in total, including the eldest son, a pair of twin daughters and a boy who is still breastfeeding. They are all cheerful and good children and look very healthy.

Seeing that Zumureti's children were so well-behaved and smart, Jia Hui, who liked children, naturally had a great impression of them. He quickly asked Hu Jiu to take down the grasshoppers he was carrying, and gave one to each of them, attracting the attention of the children. He was so excited that he kept calling Uncle Jia, which made Jia Hui laugh non-stop! When the boss came over with a real sack of roasted naan, the atmosphere reached the limit, as if the roof was about to be lifted off. Upon seeing this, a patrol officer came in to check, but he didn't even get through the door and was immediately kicked out. The soldier guarding the door showed his waist badge and scared him away.

Sa Buhe didn't have the slightest objection to his eldest son's unsympathetic behavior of selling his father's land. after all.

A full 75% of the "dowry" in his wife's hands once belonged to General Jia, so what if he was given a few more naan buns now?

The adults here knew all about this matter, and they wisely did not mention it.

In fact, Sasa knew everything, including the fact that Zumureti had been with Jia Hui for several months. The two of them rode horses past their own naan shop every day. How could he not know?

But who allows himself to love Zumureti?

What else can be done? Of course I forgive her.

"So, Zumureti, what happened to you at that time? Why did you come to Chang'an after you left Turpan?" During the time when they eloped, Jia Hui was away fighting, and he only heard about their stories. , so I am really curious.

Hearing this, Zumureti fell silent. Seeing this, Sa Buhe quickly drove away the children with a smile and let them play by themselves. The children were also very sensible, so they followed the eldest brother back to the backyard to play, leaving only The infant Xiaoliu was held in Zumureti's arms.

"General Jia, this matter has to start with my father." Zumureti lowered her head and looked at her youngest son with a face full of love.

What happened before was quite different from what Jia Hui knew. Zumureti’s father, Bayi, was a gambler when he was young. His father passed down to him over 10,000 cattle and sheep, as well as dozens of shops in Turpan city. He soon brought disaster upon him.

It wasn't until there was only one tavern left that Bayi, who had almost lost all his family fortune, came to his senses and refused to let go or gamble any more!

Later, Ba relied on the last tavern to survive. Coupled with the business education he received when he was young, and because he was relatively generous, the tavern business also flourished. It gradually became popular and he married a beautiful girl. There are also several beautiful and generous daughters.

Father Bayi also successfully got married and started a business, becoming a typical representative of the prodigal son returning home in Turpan City.

Originally, life should be getting better and better. As long as Father Bai married off his eldest daughters and left his younger daughter to find a son-in-law to pass on the family business, his life would be complete. But,

When his youngest daughter Zumureti was sixteen years old, King Khan went to war with Daqi in the east!

Although the city lord of Turpan surrendered quickly and the city of Turpan did not suffer any losses, the war still caused Bayi's father's business to plummet, and he could only survive by relying on the Qi army garrison.

It happened that his wife fell ill again at this time. Although he had money to treat her illness, he was very depressed when everything was not going well during this period, and subconsciously went to the gambling house that he had used as his home when he was young.

"Sure enough, a dog can't change its habit of eating shit." Jia Hui sighed as he shook his folding fan.

"Who says it's not the case? Atta (father) quickly ran out of money in the family, and he couldn't even raise the money to buy medicine for Ana. Atta started borrowing money from the neighbors.

Atta's reputation as a prodigal son has always been good, and everyone thought it would cost a lot to treat Ana's illness, so everyone lent him money. However, what happened next was a little hard for Zumureti to talk about.

Seeing the embarrassment on his wife's face, Sabuhe quickly continued: "Later, a neighbor discovered that Father Bayi had taken the neighbors' money into the gambling house. Everyone knew about it and never lent it to him again. He has money.”

"It's as expected, and then you start selling your wife and daughter, right?"

"Yes, Ana's condition improved a little and she was sold by Atta to a thug in a gambling house as his wife. My two sisters were also sold to the boss of a gambling house." Zumureti's eyes turned red and faint. There were tears.

Sabuhe wiped away her tears distressedly and gently held her in his arms.

"Later I found that Atta started looking at me differently, and I became very anxious. I told Atta that I was very useful and could help him make money. He agreed, and I started to work in the tavern."

"I understand, I understand. You don't have to say it. Why did you run away again?" Jia Hui interrupted Zumureti's words and asked her daughter's family to tell such a thing personally in front of male relatives and friends. It was too explosive and open like future generations. Not many women dare to speak out.

Zumureti glanced at Jia Hui gratefully and continued: "Later, maybe Atta lost badly. I saw that he even took away the deed of the tavern, and I knew I couldn't stay any longer. Just make an agreement with Sa to elope!"

Zumureti looked at Sabuhe's face with a grateful expression, her emerald green eyes as tender as water, as if they could speak.

"When we agreed on the time, I packed up the money I had secretly saved over the years and the two hundred taels of silver that General Jia gave me, and I was about to go out with Sa. But who knew that Atta would actually Came back early!”

Seeing his money-spinner daughter carrying big and small bags standing next to Sa Buhe, who also has big and small bags, how could the well-informed father Bayi fail to recognize what this is going to do? Pull out the waist knife and open the film with Sa Buhe!

Sabuhe also got angry, and he also drew his sword and fought with his old father-in-law! Sabuhe is young and strong, and he is also willing to work hard on his sword skills. He is very brave. Although my old father-in-law is old and frail, he was very brave and experienced in fighting when he was young!

But time is not forgiving, and he drank a lot of wine and lost consciousness. In the end, Father Bayi was slightly defeated and was knocked out by Sabuhe. He was kicked to the ground, knocked over the wine rack, and was buried. in.

The two people who were anxious to elope did not go over to investigate, but took their belongings and mounted their horses and ran away.

Zumureti found out later that her Atta died that night, most likely killed by her husband.

Although he said that Ata was not a human being and was a complete scumbag gambling dog, he was his father after all, and he gave him a carefree and happy childhood. How could he not have feelings? For this reason, Zumureti has always felt guilty.

"Then we fled to Hami as planned, opened a naan shop there, and settled down." Sabuhe continued.

There is a war going on in the west, and the dispersed army is much more powerful than the horse bandits, so they will run to the west if they are crazy!

"Actually, we originally wanted to settle directly in Hami, but we found out that the imperial court actually allowed us Uighurs to settle in the customs! Many old customers who often come to take care of business also persuaded us to come to Chang'an to make a living together. We were also moved. I followed the Qi army back to the pass."

Of course, the pass mentioned by Sabuhe refers to Yumen Pass.

After arriving in Chang'an, they opened a grilled naan shop. At first, only some Uighurs and Turks came to eat his roasted naan, but as time went by, many Han people also smelled the aroma and bought a few naan back.

Since then, the Sabuhe Zumureti family has become famous among Han and Hu for their skill in baking naan, and successfully settled down in Chang'an.

Some of the merchants and customers who persuaded them to come to Guannai at that time could not even gain a foothold in Chang'an and could only go back in despair.

"You guys are too. You're so awesome!" Jia Hui admired from the bottom of his heart.

He thought the eloping couple would die somewhere in the middle of nowhere!

The more they chatted, the happier they became. Seeing that it was getting dark, Jia Hui stood up and was about to leave when another familiar voice sounded in his ears.

"Shop, shop? Are there any more ones with raisins?"

Well, Brother Cong?

　This volume will end with two or three more chapters.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)