Powerful Song Dynasty

Chapter 53 Want Your Life
For a few days, "Theory of the Mind" was quietly placed on the counter of the listed bookstore, which did not cause much disturbance, but just by accident, it also attracted the attention of some well-educated people. , When I returned to Houya, I saw the newly bought books of the servants, doubled them occasionally, and couldn't help reading them anymore.

Since Zhong Liqiu bought a book from the bookstore, he has been staying at home for a few days, reading it carefully, sometimes clapping his hands and laughing, and sometimes writing vigorously. As for Mo Mo and Wang Xiu who wanted to give him a hard copy, he also refused for very different reasons. For fun, it is not easy to publish some books. Buying a book can cost more than a dozen pennies, which is really dumbfounding.

Wang Shao has already decided to go to Wanqiu County in Zhouzhi, waiting for the coming autumn. Once Jiegong Juren is sent, he will go to Kaifeng, Tokyo, and Shen Mo will also bring books to the north. Everything is so appropriate.

"Brother Xiu, I didn't realize that your kid not only published a book, but also participated in the interpretation test, hey - think about it, I dare not think about it!"

Under the old pagoda tree outside the village, there was a pot of deliciously stewed dog meat, four or five thick porcelain bowls, with seasonal vegetables, and a small jar of old wine. Looking at Wang Xiu opposite, Qiu Fu took a deep breath from the wine, and his expression revealed Kind of proud.

Wang Xiu was smiling faintly. Before leaving, he wanted to see Qiu Fu. This old patrolling archer was someone he admired very much. In the county seat.

"As Uncle Qiu said, I'm just as ignorant as I am."

"Hehe, I didn't say that, it's just you guys who are so thoughtful, and a warrior like me doesn't have that kind of heart." Qiu Fu pulled a piece of dog meat, chewed it in his mouth, and muttered: "However, before I didn't see it, you kid can write a book, but I underestimate you."

Wang Xiu rolled her eyes and said with a smile, "Uncle Qiu, we don't have any jokers. I was woken up by a brick! No matter how you say it, I'm still a good student."

"Well, well, it's not bad, but I was a little dumb at the beginning."

"Uncle Qiu, you."

"Hehe, okay, okay, let's not mention the beginning, you are considered promising, come on, do one." Qiu Fu swallowed the dog meat, and picked up the wine bowl again.

Wang Xiu poured the wine, and said: "No, I'm going to Wanqiu, and I'll have to spend a month to go. My family is still a little worried."

Although Qiu Fu was a warrior with incomparable integrity, he had been in the Xiang army in the county for many years. His eyes were very sharp, and he understood what Wang Xiu meant, so he immediately said, "Okay, I understand your thoughts, so don't worry. Make a name for yourself! I will say hello to Liu Dutou, and I will visit it from time to time."

After a pause, he smiled again: "Qianming, I will let the six sons in the village, Zhang Yao, go to your farm to help for a few days, but your eldest sister will pay the wages."

Wang Xiu breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Look at what Uncle Qiu said, my eldest sister is still a stingy person, so don't disturb her. I will give it to the six sons, Zhang Yao and the others when I come back."

These two are both Ding Zhuang from the recruitment club. To put it bluntly, they are unconscripted countryman archers. They are two of Qiu Fu's valiant generals. A moment of sadness.

"Uncle Qiu, Madam asked if you want more wine?" A twelve or thirteen-year-old boy ran over, looked at the fragrant dog meat, swallowed hard, his eyes gleamed brightly.

"Young son, bring me another jar of wine." Qiu Fu said carelessly.

The boy rolled his eyes, did not speak, but turned his attention to Wang Xiu.

Wang Xiu chuckled and said, "Just one jug of wine is enough, Uncle Qiu, don't drink too much, or Madam will be angry again later."

"Dare he?" Qiu Fu glared, as if I was afraid of someone.

"Ma'am is here." The boy called out.

"Wow." Qiu Fu's face changed, and he suddenly realized that he had been fooled. He slapped him and cursed, "Little bastard, scare me."

"Uncle, drink slowly, I'll go back first." The boy avoided the slap and made a grimace with his tongue sticking out.

"Stop." Qiu Fu called to stop the boy, stretched out his hand, tore a dog leg and threw it over, and said carelessly, "Hurry up and get the hell out of here."

"I'll go and steal Daddy's small bottle of dirty wine." The boy followed the dog's legs, swallowed hard, bit a piece of meat, and ran away smiling.

"This bastard."

"Uncle Qiu, I'm going back after a few more drinks. By the way, hurry up and ask Lu Yao to send a few catties of sugar to the aunt."

"No way, that thing is expensive, and my family is rough, so I can afford it." Qiu Fu shook his head.

Wang Xiu had a thought, not to mention frosting sugar, even brown sugar is very expensive, not to mention white sugar, which was mentioned by He Laodao at 520 yuan a catty, and the middle households can barely eat it, let alone the fourth- and fifth-class households , It seems that my trick is not bad, slowly let go of the market, from sugar production to decolorization, gradually reduce costs, make white sugar completely popular, and then come out with high-end products.

Think about Qian Jing, the boss with a happy grin.

Wang Xiu did not stay for accommodation. Chenzhou is a big town outside of Jizhou, not only has a prosperous economy, but also has good public security.Although today is a bit of that, and officials are also a bit of that, but there is no curfew at night in big towns outside Jiwai, and the city gates are not closed, and residents inside and outside the city can come and go freely.

The sun was setting in the west, and there was still a sliver of the sun, the sky was hazy, it was not too late, he was also drunk, and he rode a horse decisively to the city. Since he had made money, he had to buy a horse , and gave the family a car.

After entering the city, the sky was not yet completely dark, and there were few people on the North Street, but he saw a carriage in front of him, heading south. Isn't this the eldest sister's carriage!

Sure enough, it was the elder sister, but there was Youqin Moyan, Wang Xiu got off the horse to say hello, and just after saying a few words, she joked with Youqin Moyan.

"Aren't you afraid that Mrs. Li will be worried when you go back so late?"

"Eldest sister goes back so late, she must be accompanied by someone, brother is good, smells of alcohol, I don't know which restaurant to go to for fun."

"I'm fine! How can I stay at home all day and read dead books."

"That's a slant thing too."

Just as he was talking, he didn't want four or five rogues to rush out of the street, all of them holding sticks and rushing towards Wang Xiu.

The visitor was not kind, Wang Xiu immediately felt something was wrong, before Wang Qingzhu and Youqin Mo Yan could recover, he picked up his horsewhip and whipped it at the leader.

After practicing with Qiu Fu for a few years, he can't be said to be a master, but he can handle several people, and he is no longer that 'him.

The horsewhip hit the leader's face, and the man immediately screamed, covered his face and knelt down, and the wooden stick also fell on the bluestone road.

Wang Xiu was merciless in her strikes. Amidst Wang Qingzhu's exclamation, she whipped two people down with a few whips, and the other two couldn't get close.

"Sister, hurry up and leave me alone."

"What's going on here. Who are you?"

"Brother, you go quickly."

Wang Xiu was stunned, and was hugged by a Popi from behind, and his hands and feet were bound all at once. The few who had been whipped by the horse scrambled to their feet. The Popi, who was obviously the leader, pulled out a knife and said with a grinning smile: "Someone was going to break your leg. If you dare to hit grandpa, you will die."

"This is the street, dare you." Could it be?Wang Xiu didn't have time to think about it, he struggled several times, but he couldn't break free. Seeing the other party walking slowly with a ferocious expression, he felt extremely anxious.

"Boy, if you want to blame, blame your bad luck. Sixth, little."

Wang Xiu saw the face of Popi's head change, and his eyes were very surprised, but he heard a scolding from behind, hugged his own Popi tightly, let go of his hands softly, and collapsed on the ground.

(End of this chapter)