The road to Xiaocheng is not smooth.
Not to mention wolves, tigers, leopards, poisonous insects and ferocious beasts, the mere sight of bandits who turn into bandits and block roads to rob is enough to frighten ordinary people. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Shen and Tang tried their best not to stay outdoors overnight.
However, the top priority is to buy two new clothes for Shen Xiaolangjun. Qishan's own clothes are almost out of clothes.
He came out of the cloth shop with a cloth bag in his hand.
It was too late to make tailor-made clothes. He could only choose two men's shirts that were about the same height as Shen Xiaolangjun among the ready-made clothes. They had both inner and outer shirts. In addition to the one he lent to Shen Xiaolangjun, there were three replacement sets. It should be enough to wear.
"Shen Xiaolangjun, it's time to go..."
Qi Shan was about to ask Shen Tang to go to the next village before dark, but Shen Tang, who was supposed to be at the door, disappeared.
Where are people?
How dare you run around in a place you are not familiar with?
He was about to look for the disappeared Shen Tang. Before he could take a step forward, he caught a glimpse of a familiar pure white across the street - the tall, snow-white mule lying obediently on the ground, even if passers-by gathered there to form a circle. It couldn't stop its slapping tail.
Qishan: "..."
"Folks who come and go, take a look. The freshly picked green plums cost three cents per catty, while they are sold out..."
As soon as he got closer to the crowd, he heard familiar shouts. He saw the familiar Mr. Shen Xiaolang sitting on the ground, rolling up his sleeves. There was a piece of cloth spread out in front of him, with hills of green plums piled on the cloth. There was a large basket next to it, and the frame was full of green plums. green plum.
She didn't seem to be ashamed at all and enthusiastically sold green plums.
As long as someone comes to buy, she will greet her warmly, calling her husband, wife, brother or sister, smearing her mouth with honey, and shouting randomly.
I didn’t forget to advertise Qingmei,
It is cheap and high-quality, has a thin skin and is large in size. Eating it can not only quench thirst and heat, but also nourish and beautify the skin. It is really a must-have fruit in midsummer.
Qishan stood in the crowd and watched for a while, and found that most of the people buying green plums were women, and each one bought three to five pounds. Not to mention that green plums are too cheap, and you will make money if you buy them. It is not a loss just to let this handsome young gentleman call him "sister" or "wife".
If Shen Xiaolangjun wasn't really young, had a warm attitude, was pretty, had clean eyes and had no dirty thoughts, the men on this street would probably have dragged him to an alley and beat him up - there was nothing wrong with teasing these big guys. Wife, what do you do?
Calling everyone "Madam" or "Sister" when meeting people is frivolous.
After a short while, Shen Tang's green plum was completely sold out. She put dozens of copper coins into her purse. She stood up and patted the dust on her butt. She seemed to have expected Qi Shan to be beside her: "Yuanliang, are you busy?" Finished?"
Qishan said angrily: "I'm done, what are you doing?"
Others are selling wine as coins, but Shen Xiaolangjun is selling green plums on the street?
Shen Tang shook the clanking money bag.
"I have no money, Yuan Liang asked..."
Don’t you know how poor she is now?
You can't reach out and ask Qi Shan for money, right?
They are neither relatives nor friends, they are each other's tools, and neither owes the other. Shen Tang can't be shameless and treat him as an ATM machine.
Under Qishan's complicated gaze, Shen Tang returned the frame to another stall owner, redeemed the pawned Wenxin monogram from him, and put it back on his waist. I used my newly earned money to buy some salt, wine, and other pickled dishes.
"Since you know you are short of money, why did you give money to Master Tian and the others?" Qi Shan said and threw the cloth bag into the bag carried by the motorcycle. Ever since he discovered that Shen Tang could concentrate on the motorcycle twelve hours a day without getting tired. , the motorcycle was given a new job.
Both of their luggage were thrown onto it, which saved them some effort.
After saying goodbye to Tian Zhong and his party two days ago, Shen Tang took out a few pieces of broken silver from his arms and gave them to them, plus a dozen cakes.
"For one thing, I didn't earn those pieces of silver myself." She collected them from the first official who was killed. She didn't feel bad about using other people's inheritance. "Secondly, Tian Zhong and the others each brought Injured, penniless, even if there is a place to seek refuge, I have nothing on me, and I don’t know if I will reach my destination with my life..."
Even if she has no money, she will not starve to death.
After some thought, I threw away a few pieces of broken silver.
As a painter and otaku who grew up in peacetime, Shen Tang always felt sorry for others, so she would help if she could.
Qi Shan didn't seem to believe it and asked, "Is this the only reason?"
Shen Tang was surprised: "If it wasn't because of this, what else could it be? Why, these days, people who do good things and do good things are still subject to conspiracy theories?"
Qishan: "..."
Seeing that Shen Tang's expression didn't seem to be fake, he didn't know what was going on in his head, and his expression changed unpredictably, making people confused.
Shen Tang didn't know why, so he had to be careful: "Yuanliang?"
Qishan took a deep look at her and sighed, "Nothing."
But with one wrong step, his body was already three feet away.
Shen Tang, who was left in place: "...Gan!"
Since it's okay, why the hell are you using Yanling to run around?
Even if you bully her, she won't be able to ride a motorcycle and chase the wind and sneak up on the scenery!
Because he was so poor, Shen Tang could only walk all the way selling pancakes, green plums, and candies produced and sold by himself.
The prices of green plums and malt candies fluctuate according to the dress of the local people. Those who are well-dressed and clean sell for a few cents more, and those who are patched and unkempt sell for a few cents less. The price of pancakes depends on the local vendors. Since it is a no-cost transaction, try not to disrupt the market.
Qi Shan was noncommittal to her considerations.
This was probably the worst Wenxin owner he had ever seen in his life, even when he was at his lowest.
Shen Xiaolang was enjoying it, but he couldn't say much.
The two of them hurriedly and slowly approached Sibao County.
Calculating the time they spent on the road, it was estimated that they were slower than the second batch of Gong's exiled prisoners.
"Yuanliang, I heard from the people at the market not long ago that there are four treasures in this Sibao County, and the people have enough food and clothing...but why..." Shen Tang followed the motorcycle and prayed for charity. The streets were empty, and everything he saw was a dilapidated scene. Occasionally, I can see passers-by with sallow faces and thin muscles, like a handful of bones covering a torn sack. Their eyes will inadvertently bump into the two unfamiliar faces of Shen Tang, and they will quicken their steps and disappear.
Qishan said: "Sibao County was one of the first counties to be conquered by the Geng Kingdom. Three of the six nearby counties were plundered, and Sibao County was particularly serious. It will be difficult to restore the previous prosperity..."
Every household wears plain clothes and holds funerals.
Such a scene of decline is not surprising to Qi Shan.
However, when the two entered Xiaocheng, they found that there were two completely different worlds inside and outside the city.
Outside the city, corpses litter the fields, and there are thousands of miles of wasteland.
The city was bustling with people, singing and dancing.
