"She is the same as Song Yu. Don't ask me about this matter again." Song Xin's face also darkened. He didn't want too many people to know about Xiaoyu's existence. If this spreads out, I don’t know what kind of trouble there will be.
Song Xin originally wanted to bring Guo Miao into the mountains and rivers, but he must not leak the information about the treasure. If someone searches Guo Miao's memory, these secrets will be known immediately, and he has no ability to keep such a treasure now. of treasure.
Guo Miao noticed the change in Song Xin's expression and did not dare to ask any more questions. But there was still an inexplicable sadness in my heart. This was a feeling she had never experienced before, as if someone was tugging at her heart.
"Song Yu talks too much..."
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The three of them packed their bags, mounted their horses and continued on their way. At ten o'clock in the evening, they finally entered Xuzhou, which is located in Cuijia Town, west of Pengcheng County.
After the three people entered, they found that the town was deserted at this time, and the wind was blowing the sand and grass rolling on the ground. There were only a few vendors on the whole street, standing in a daze in the wind. Song Xin walked past them, and they seemed not to notice, nor did they solicit customers like vendors in other places.
Song Xin knew that Guo Miao had never eaten the snacks here, so he walked up to a vendor selling suo biscuits and asked, "Is there any suo biscuits left?"
The suo biscuits at this time were not the baked biscuits of later generations. Instead, coarse wheat, buckwheat, etc. are ground into coarse powder, water is added to form a dough, and the particles are torn into fingertip-sized particles and cooked in broth, similar to the northern hemp food of later generations.
The vendor raised his eyelids slightly, quickly glanced at Song Xin and the other three, and asked lazily: "One article."
"Give me two bowls." Song Xin nodded, the price is quite fair.
The vendor picked up the dough on hand and quickly grasped the dough while counting in his mouth.
After a while, two bowls of suo biscuits were served. Guo Miao smelled the aroma of the mutton soup and felt hungry. Soon the two of them finished eating the cakes, and Song Xin took out two pennies and put them on the table to leave.
"Hey, wait, don't leave." The vendor suddenly stopped them.
"What? Is there anything else?"
"You haven't paid me yet!" the vendor said impatiently.
Song Xin looked at the copper coins on the table and said, "Isn't this for you?"
The vendor sneered and said: "One penny for a cake. You two just ate sixty slices, so it costs sixty penny."
Song Yu's face darkened, "Hey, you're a profiteer, you agreed to pay a penny for a bowl, why are you raising the price now?"
"Did I say one penny for one bowl?" The hawker rolled his eyes, "I only said one penny, and you ordered two bowls before I finished speaking. How can you blame me?"
"Haha, this method was also used in ancient times to rob customers." Song Xin thought about eating dumplings at the train station in her freshman year before traveling through time. As a result, when he was paying later, the boss saw that he was a foreigner, so he said that the dumplings had to be calculated individually and asked someone to block Song Xin's path. In the end, Song Xin could only swallow his anger and pay the money before leaving.
"I blame you for not making it clear. Why should I give you money?" Song Yu was still arguing with him. The hawker suddenly shouted, "Someone wants to eat the King's meal!" In an instant, a few scoundrels ran out from the street corner, "Who wants to eat the King's meal!?"
"It's them!" The vendor pointed at Song Xin. The rogues ran over and surrounded Song Xin, "Why, where did this kid come from, so arrogant? Dare you eat the king's meal on Mr. Cui's territory?"
Not to be outdone, the vendor said, "Humph, not only do you not give me money, but you also want to cause trouble! This is Mr. Cui's territory. I advise you to be honest! If you talk more, I will beat you!"
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Guo Miao's face was red with anger and she was about to speak. Song Xin smiled and said, "Sixty liters, right?"
"Stop talking nonsense and get the money!"
Song Xin took a bunch of copper coins from his arms and put them on the table, "Fifty-eight coins, plus the two coins just now, it's sixty coins. Can we go?"
"Hmph, you know what's going on!"
The vendor put the money into his sleeve and said proudly.
After Song Xin left, Guo Miao asked anxiously: "I think this place is a bit strange. They clearly wanted to blackmail you, so why did you give it to them?"
"It's just sixty cents. If you tangle with them in the town, I don't know how much trouble there will be." Song Xin glanced at Guo Miao, whose face was slightly red, and asked with a smile: "What, are you feeling distressed?"
"Sixty pennies is not much, I can't bear to swallow this!" Guo Miao still said angrily.
"Haha, it's important to help you heal your injury. Don't worry about these little things." Song Xin comforted him, but he had other plans in his heart, because he just scanned the hawker with his consciousness and found that he was secretly discussing with those gangsters. Himself, it is not difficult to find from the eyes of these people that they have other intentions.
The three of them came to an inn and saw a shopkeeper lying on the table and taking a nap. Someone came in and did not get up to greet him. Song Yu stepped forward and knocked on the table to wake him up, and the shopkeeper lazily raised his head to greet him.
"How many guests do you want to stay in the hotel? There is only one room, three hundred yuan." The store owner said with a yawn.
"Only one room? Still need three hundred coins?"
Song Xin was startled and thought he heard wrongly. He knew the price of goods in the private sector, and the best hotels in many cities only cost fifty yuan a night.
The store owner said impatiently: "You can't live here if you like it. If you want it cheap, there's a pigsty for thirty bucks. Or can you go there and make do with it for one night?"
Song Yu was a little angry after hearing this, and said with a stern face: "You rude person, please keep your mouth clean."
"Hey, clean it up? Grandpa, I'm so dirty, what can you do to me?"
Song Yu was about to get angry, but Song Xin stopped her, and then said to the innkeeper: "Three hundred, three hundred. There is no other inn here where you can stay."
After hearing this, the shopkeeper curled his lips proudly and said, "Pay first."
Song Xin threw three bunches of five-baht money on the table. The shopkeeper smiled proudly and weighed the money in his hand. Then he got up and took them to the backyard of the inn. This place obviously lacks people to clean on weekdays, so it looks a bit dirty. After entering the house, it was filled with dust and cobwebs. It was obvious that no one had lived in it for a long time and no one had cleaned it.
Guo Miao's face looked a little ugly. She was a young lady from a well-known family, and she had never seen such a dirty environment. The environment here is not even comparable to the felt tent used when hunting. Song Xin also looked unhappy and said, "Host, is this a room for three hundred yuan a night?"
Seeing that Song Xin looked displeased, the shop owner showed no sign of weakness and glared: "What, you regret it? Tell you, I won't refund your money. Don't try to force me. Let me tell you, our inn But this town is run by Third Master Cui, if you dare to cause trouble here, you will never get good results!"
"Master Cui again?" Song Xin was startled. This was the second time he heard this name. At this time, Guo Miao pulled Song Xin's sleeve and said softly: "It's just for one night, don't be like a villain."
Song Xin nodded, "Okay, don't bother me."
The store owner sneered, turned around and walked out.
Song Yu said: "Master, Miss Guo, you don't have to worry. I'll clean it up for you. You can go out and wait for a while."
Song Xin didn't know what he was going to do, but
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Seeing that he was confident, he took Guo Miao for a walk in the town. There is not a large population here, and the roadside shops are also deserted.
But there is a large house here with the word "Cui Mansion" written on the door.
The house looks very grand. A three-foot-high watchtower stands at the entrance. The courtyard walls are more than one foot high. They are all smoothed with white plaster. The bricks and tiles are also fired in high-quality kilns. It is in sharp contrast to other mud brick and straw houses in the town.
Guo Miao said: "This should be Cui Sanye's house that the shop owner mentioned."
Song Xin asked: "Do you know who this person is?"
Guo Miao said: "I don't know, he must be a local tycoon. I have never heard of this person at all. But the business in this town is so deserted. How did he amass wealth and support such a big house? Is it possible? Are you relying on blackmail to get around passers-by?"
Song Xin also nodded and said: "Well, indeed, I don't think there are many fields and houses around, and it is indeed a bit strange."
The two walked for a while, and Guo Miao felt a little tired. When he returned to the inn, he found that Song Yu had opened the door and was waiting for them. As soon as Song Xin entered, he found that the place had been cleaned and looked brand new. The tables, beds, beddings, and various living utensils had also been replaced with new ones. Judging from the styles, they were all brought from Shanshui Lingze.
The room was also divided by a screen so that Guo Miao would not be too embarrassed when sleeping. It turned out that Song Yu had prepared a lot of things for this trip in advance, which were hidden in a storage ring on his finger.
Guo Miao was also surprised by Song Yu's thoughtfulness and meticulousness. But she was really tired, so she went to the inner room to lie down and rest.
Soon after, at the back door of Cui Mansion in the small town, the scar-faced bandits who were injured by Song Xin and Song Yu rushed to the door and smashed the door in a panic. The doorman was obviously very familiar with them. He was surprised at first and quickly asked why. The scar-faced robber said, "Oh, it's unlucky. We had a hard time today, and the brothers almost couldn't come back. Go quickly and tell Mr. Cui and Butler Zhao."
When the servant in charge of the door saw that only one person was uninjured, he asked the others to enter the house to heal their injuries, and he hurried out of a quiet courtyard with the uninjured robber.
"Third Master, they are back."
"Come in." A middle-aged man's voice came from the yard. After the scar-faced robber entered, he saw a middle-aged man sitting at the table drinking tea in the courtyard. There were two maids waiting beside him. He hurried over and knelt down.
"How was the harvest?" Mr. Cui asked without raising his head.
The scar-faced robber said with a bitter look on his face: "Back to Third Master, we... encountered a tough situation, were injured, and didn't steal anything."
Cui Sanye suddenly raised his head, his calm eyes were as cold as frost, and he asked urgently: "What did you say? Did you meet the officers and soldiers? Did you reveal your whereabouts?"
The scar-faced robber said with a trembling voice: "The villain... met two men and one woman. Seeing that they were well-dressed and had two good horses with them, I knew they were rich..."
"Wait a minute, two men and one woman? Were you injured by them? Not officers and soldiers?" Mr. Cui obviously didn't believe it. He instinctively thought it was the officers and soldiers who did it.
"Third Master Cui, I don't dare to lie. It is indeed two boys and one girl. I saw that the girl had a beautiful child and two good horses, so I wanted to take them back to honor the Third Master. But..."
Cui Sanye breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that they were not officers and soldiers. He looked at him coldly and asked, "Why are you not injured?"
The scar-faced robber hesitated and said: "They asked me to come back with a message, saying... that if Mr. Cui wants to seek revenge from them, he can... accompany him at any time."
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