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Chapter 48 Eating cakes and wanting a daughter-in-law!
Dong Ping was amused to hear that his brother-in-law's mentality was comparable to that of a child. Apart from being able to help with some heavy work, such big things as renting a yard, even if he was around, he couldn't help at all.My sister complained like this, probably because she was thinking about her brother-in-law.

Dong Rong glanced at the younger brother who was smiling, and couldn't help but blush a little. She got up and picked up the dishes while pushing him out to find the middle-aged man.

Besides, the person that the siblings were talking about was sitting in the carriage writing a letter while driving. Qingfeng, who was in charge of driving the carriage, looked up at the dazzling sun, wiped a handful of sweat beads and cursed, "Damn it!" Son, why can’t there be heavy rain to cool off! If the sun continues like this, let alone crops, people will die from the sun.”

When Murong Huaide heard this, he dropped the writing brush in his hand, and looked at the half-dried corn seedlings beside the road through the propped up car window, his brows furrowed even tighter.

In the past eight or nine days, he traveled day and night to a total of four provincial capitals. The northern land was relatively good. After the summer, there was still some rain.But once you pass Kyoto and go south, what you see is not optimistic.The early rice has no harvest, and the late rice can't be planted in the field at all. The reason is that there is no water.

The big river has stopped flowing, the wells have dried up, and it is difficult to drink water normally. Where is there still water to irrigate the fields.As far as the eye can see, they are all desperate people, and some quick-witted people are ready to drag their families northward to make a living, while the officials and dignitaries in the capital are still sensual and sensual, without any preparation in advance Disaster relief plan.

Only he, a small merchant, and his Xiaoyi Garden were desperately purchasing grain, trying to save a few lives in the coming catastrophe.This is undoubtedly blocking the car with the arms of the mantis, but it is much better than sitting and waiting to die.The husband often praised him for his righteousness and benevolence.In fact, only he knew in his heart that he was atoning for that person's sins, accumulating virtue for those brothers who were supposed to be unparalleled in wealth, but now they don't know where they were reincarnated...

"Qingfeng, how far is it to get to the capital?"

"My lord, we'll be there in about 100 miles." Qingfeng tugged at his sleeves and fanned the wind, barely swallowed a mouthful of saliva to moisten his throat, and finally smiled carefully, "My lord, it's already noon now, should we find a carriage?" How about feeding the horse?"

Murong Huaide was determined to continue on his way, but seeing Qingfeng's little face that was sunburned dark red, his heart softened, so he nodded and said, "Find a clean shop, and leave immediately after eating."

"Okay, my lord, after you sit down, there is an old shop more than ten miles away. I used to play ace there when I was traveling with Mr. Feng, not to mention how clean it is!" Qingfeng finally found a place to rest. Chance, the whip under his hand cracked, urging the two big horses to run fast, and within a moment, the wine flag fluttering in the treetops was far away.

The small work in the carriage and horse shop saw a customer come to the door, and the nimble trot stepped forward to take the reins.Qingfeng jumped down and stretched his stiff legs, casually threw five or six copper coins to the boy, and then ordered loudly, "Add good ingredients for the horse, and add soaked bean cakes. Your reward is indispensable."

The young man was so happy that he smiled and agreed, and when Qingfeng opened the door and asked the master to get off, he hurriedly led the carriage to the back to unload.

Murong Huaide walked into the store, glanced around at the polished tables and chairs and the wet ground, and nodded in satisfaction.The shopkeeper came forward with some tea, and asked with a smile, "This young master is going to the capital? It's really hard in this hot day. The small shop is in the countryside, and there are only a few good game. You want to try it?" A new one?"

"Pick up fresh dishes with different colors, and two bowls of rice."

The old shopkeeper happily agreed and went to the back kitchen to order the chef to prepare it. Qingfeng was so hungry that he gulped down several bowls of tea.When he finally saw the food being served, he smiled and looked at the master, hoping that the master would move his chopsticks quickly so that he could satisfy his hunger.

Murong Huaide glanced at him amusedly, and picked up some wild vegetables with his chopsticks.Qingfeng was overjoyed, and immediately picked up the rice bowl and poured it into his mouth desperately, but the round-grained rice was so rough that he stretched his neck, and after finally regaining his breath, he yelled, "Boss, you are trying to murder someone for money." Fate, this rice will choke to death from steaming."

Hearing this, the old shopkeeper hurried over to make amends, bowed and said, "Guest officer, please take care of me. Now that the price of food is rising three times a day, we really can't afford polished rice for our small business."

Murong Huaide thought of Chiye who was thousands of miles away to the south and lost his appetite, so he waved the old shopkeeper away and put down his chopsticks.Qingfeng stuck out her tongue secretly, wishing she could slap herself twice.It’s not that I never suffered from hunger when I was a child, how could I be so pretentious that I can’t eat brown rice after only a few years of good life?Will he be honest until the master throws his chopsticks?

He rolled his eyes, raised his legs and ran to the back of the carriage to find a small oiled paper package, and then flattered him and brought it to his master, "My lord, you gave this as a gift on the day you left, and the little one is not willing to eat it. "

Murong Huaide reached out to take it, and unfolded the oiled paper bag layer by layer, revealing a small golden shortbread inside. Although it had been squeezed out of shape, the sweet taste was still there.

Thinking of his little daughter-in-law walking all over the floor packing food for him before leaving, and carefully telling him to go home early, he couldn't help laughing.He is not around these few days, and I don't know if she has been embarrassed by Mrs. Cao again, but her temper, which is soft but not hard, will not let herself be wronged.

"Your ten taels of silver are recorded in the account. When you want to withdraw it, you can get it yourself."

"Hey... hey! Thank you, Young Master, for the reward!" Qingfeng grinned joyfully to the ears, and a small shortbread was exchanged for a big reward of ten taels of silver. This deal is simply too good-for-nothing.It seems that we should pay more attention to Mrs. Cao in the future. My son values ​​her so much, maybe she will have a great fortune in the future.

Murong Huaide slowly ate the shortbread in mouthfuls, saw Qingfeng pick up the rice absent-mindedly, and said, "Eat more, and drive to the capital at night, after inspecting the Xiaoyi Garden, pick up Mr. Feng and go home."

When Qingfeng heard that he was going to go on a night trip again, he immediately turned bitter, and asked, "Master, haven't you seen the old mistress?"

Murong Huaide's face darkened, a very faint look of pain flashed in the depths of his eyes, "No need, just go home."

Qingfeng is the smartest, seeing his master like this, he immediately regretted talking too much.He quickly filled his stomach with the food on the table, and then ran to the backyard to collect a car.

Murong Huaide took out a piece of broken silver and threw it on the table, got up and was about to leave.Unexpectedly, the old shopkeeper who had been settling accounts at the counter kicked him up.

This old man is also sharp-eyed, just now when Qingfeng took out the shortbread, he took a close look at it for a while, but the more he looked at it, the more he felt that the shape of the shortbread was pleasing, and the taste was good even if he smelled it from a distance.If your own shop can learn this noodle cake recipe, and then make it and sell it to merchants traveling from north to south as dry food, I'm afraid the business will not be prosperous.

Murong Huaide frowned slightly, and finally heard the old shopkeeper's euphemistic explanation of his visit, he couldn't help laughing, and finally shook his head and walked out again.

How could the old shopkeeper be willing to send the cornucopia in front of him to fly away? He rushed forward cheekily, persuading him in a low voice, "Young master, I will offer you a lot of money. 20 taels, okay? No, no, 50 taels!"

It happened that Qingfeng pulled the carriage to the door, Murong Huaide jumped into the carriage with both hands on the shaft, and finally said, "Prescriptions have a price, friendship is priceless! Don't sell it!"

The old shopkeeper was very disappointed, and couldn't help muttering, "It's just a small dry cake, why bother to cherish it with a broom."

At this time, Qingfeng also guessed the old shopkeeper's intentions. He raised his chin and proudly replied, "This shortbread is my mistress's family handicraft, and only our family can eat it. Don't be wishful thinking!"

After finishing speaking, he flicked his whip and drove the carriage and ran up the official road, leaving the old shopkeeper with a regretful face shaking his head and sighing.

In the carriage, the smile on Murong Huaide's face deepened as he picked up the account book again, shaking his brush slightly.When she had to stop, a beautiful woman with big eyes and black eyebrows in a double snail bun appeared vividly on the paper, her small mouth was slightly pouted, as if she was complaining why he hadn't returned home after going out for a long time ?
"Don't worry, I'll be right back."

The two bay red horses that were pulling probably heard their master's murmur, and their feet stepped up even more, and they trotted forward...

Besides, Dong Ping ran with Xizi all afternoon, and followed the middleman to look at two or three courtyards, but they didn't agree.So she had no choice but to go back and report to her sister, but Dong Rong had no choice but to hope to persuade Master Zhang.

In the early morning of the second day, Wang Lu and his wife were busy making ice as usual, and Dong Ping didn't put on any pretense of being a scholar, and took Xizi to help with the work, which made Du Juan's sister-in-law praise her all the time.

Soon, all the buyers came to the door, and the carts of ice were pulled out, and the dripping water dripped on the bluestone slabs in the courtyard, adding a third of the coolness to the summer morning.

When Dong Rong came out after finishing her breakfast, she happened to see Master Zhang, who was full of surprise, walking among the boxes filled with ice cubes.She smiled faintly, and chatted with a few familiar stewards, and when the yard was finally cleared, she called everyone to eat.

Dong Ping was very worried, so he approached his sister and asked, "Sister, this is his yard. There is no ice cellar in the backyard, can he guess..."

Dong Rong patted his younger brother's hand, shook his head and said in a low voice, "It's nothing, what he guesses is better."

After hearing this, Dong Ping knew that his sister must have a countermeasure, so he didn't ask any further questions.On the contrary, Du Juan and his wife went back to Huaishu Village yesterday. When they came back at night, Master Zhang thought he was an old relative of the Dong family. Only now did they hear what the siblings said. I panicked.

Dong Rong had no choice but to tell the story again, and finally said that she had arrangements and let them go on as usual.

Although Du Juan and his wife were very convinced of Dong Rong, they still felt uneasy in their hearts. From time to time, they secretly looked at Master Zhang's face, and some thieves saw the appearance of the policeman, which made Dong Rong really dumbfounded.

(End of this chapter)