Now that the matter was discussed, Qin Ming said goodbye to the old man and left.
On the way back.
Qin Ming suddenly thought that his family ate a lot of meat every day, and if he had to go to the county town to buy it every time, it would be a huge expense.
And after the escort team is established, the demand for meat will definitely be greater.
So he asked Lao Guo to send some poultry and piglets over when delivering cloth tomorrow.
Qin Ming plans to build a breeding farm by himself. First, we will provide meat for our own family. If the scale expands in the future, we will export it to other countries.
And winter is coming. There are no cotton-padded clothes in this era, and rich people wear fur.
But Qin Ming felt that fur clothes were too bulky and planned to have some down jackets made so that he would not be so cold when going out in winter.
After signing the contract with Lao Guo, Qin Ming took Qingwan back to the inn.
....
In a small courtyard in Guangdefang, a woman is standing by the well, bending down to draw water.
At this moment, the beautiful figure was outlined with unevenness.
She was wearing a plain dress, with a wooden hairpin in her hair, and a veil covering her face.
The simple dress did not make the woman look embarrassed.
On the contrary, it highlighted her elegance and elegance.
It's like a fairy walking out of a painting.
However, the occasional frown between the woman's brows made the fairy feel like she had fallen into the mortal world.
Lying on the bed inside the house was a pale girl wearing a bright red dress.
The girl's name is Yang Zijun, named by her mother.
She has lived in Jiangdong since she was a child. She was trained by her mother to play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and became proficient in everything.
A year ago, my mother accidentally learned that a relative was in Chang'an.
The girl's mother took her and Uncle Zhang to Chang'an City to visit her relatives.
But what the girl didn't expect was that she would fall ill as soon as she entered Chang'an City.
My mother not only spent all her savings on herself, but also pawned her clothes and jewelry.
But his illness still showed no improvement.
Yang Zijun has been lying in bed for a long time. She doesn't know whether her illness can be cured.
Several times when she woke up in the middle of the night, she would see her mother crying silently by her bedside.
She got up and walked to the door and was about to go out when she heard Uncle Zhang's voice coming from outside the door. So she put her ear to the door.
Xiao Changxi, who was fetching water in the courtyard, heard the sound of the door opening. She turned around and saw that Uncle Zhang was back, so she said:
"Uncle Zhang, you are back. Is there any result on that matter?"
Uncle Zhang looked at the woman in front of him, with a trace of unbearability flashing in his eyes.
Uncle Zhang bowed and said:
"Reply to Madam. A young man who claimed to be from Lantian County and was about fifteen or sixteen years old just talked to the old slave."
"He promised to pay for the young lady's medical treatment, and also said that he would arrange for someone to hire the miracle doctor Sun Simiao.
He promised to sign a contract, and if the young lady's illness cannot be cured, we will be released from slavery.
However, during the treatment period, except for the young lady, the old slave and you are all members of his household.
The old slave didn't dare to make up his mind. He made an appointment with him and didn't reply in time, so the old slave hurried back. "
After hearing what Uncle Zhang said, Xiao Changxi sighed softly and said:
"The conditions are already very good."
"Zi Jun's illness is getting worse and worse, and all the famous medical clinics in Chang'an City have visited him."
"Since Mr. Qin knows about Divine Doctor Sun, and we have only heard about it from doctors at other medical clinics, maybe they know him."
"In that case, just promise him."
"After we have lunch, we will go over to him to sign the contract."
Uncle Zhang knew that it would be difficult to change things decided by his wife, just like what happened when she came to Chang'an this time.
At this moment, the door of the room opened, and Yang Zijun held the door and walked out. His voice was soft but a little stubborn:
"Mother, I don't agree with you doing this. Mother, I have been feeling much better in the past two days. How about we go back to Jiangdong and don't stay here.
I don't want to watch you and Uncle Zhang become slaves for others. "
When Xiao Changxi saw her daughter coming out, she quickly stepped forward to support her and comforted her:
"Zi Jun, mother knows that you feel sorry for me, but mother can't just watch you lose weight."
"Be obedient, now is not the time to be willful. As long as you are safe, mother will be satisfied."
After hearing her mother's words, Yang Zijun couldn't help but feel sad, and she hugged Xiao Changxi and started crying.
Uncle Zhang's eyes were slightly red when he looked at the mother and daughter.
Although Uncle Zhang has always considered himself a subordinate, they have lived together for so many years.
Deep down in his heart, Uncle Zhang had long regarded them as his daughters and granddaughters.
It's just that I have a humble status and just want to protect them for the rest of my life.
After a long time, the two of them calmed down. Xiao Changxi said:
"Zi Jun, it's cold outside. I'll help you go back to your room to rest. After a while, we'll finish lunch, check out of the room, and go find Mr. Qin."
.....
In the Penglai Inn in Chang'an West City, Qin Ming and his party had finished lunch and had loaded the purchased goods onto the carriage. You can leave and return to Qinjiazhuang at any time.
Qingwan looked at the time and saw that it was almost midnight, but the old man didn't say anything. So he said:
"Sir, do you think that old gentleman won't come?"
Qin Ming heard this and said calmly:
"Let's wait until the end of time. If he doesn't come yet, then we'll set off."
The days are short now, and the way back is not easy to walk. If we set off too late, it may be difficult to reach home before dark.
Just then, I saw the old man from the morning, carrying a large bag of luggage, walking this way, followed by two women.
The two women were dressed normally and both wore veils.
The larger one is made of white gauze, while the smaller one is made of red gauze.
The taller one is about 1.65 meters tall, which was considered very tall in ancient times.
She has a pair of peach blossom eyes. Although her face is obscured, she has a good figure, especially a pair of pandas. The visual inspection is at least D.
The smaller one is taller than Wan'er, about 1.62 meters, with pink eyes and a mole in the corner of her eye.
However, her face was very pale, probably due to illness.
I have to say that although they are both wearing veils, judging from their appearance and eyes, their appearance is definitely on the level of superstars in modern times.
Qin Ming couldn't help but look at it a few more times. However, Qin Ming found that the young girl seemed to be glaring at him, with a hint of defensiveness in her eyes.
But Qin Ming didn't care. Qin Ming stepped forward and smiled:
"Sir, have you already agreed to come to Qinjiazhuang with us?"
Zhang Bo said:
"Yes, Mr. Qin."
Upon hearing this, Qin Ming said hello three times in a row and said with a smile:
"With the help of Mr. Qinjiazhuang, I believe that our village will be safer in the future.
Don't worry, I will definitely do what I promised you. When I get back, I will arrange for someone to find Daozhang Sun. By the way, are these two people around you your family members? "
Zhang Bo said:
"They are not my family members. To be honest with Mr. Qin, I am originally a servant of Mrs. Xiao's family."
"It's just that the young lady is very ill this time, and there is really no way we can do it, so we took this step."
Then he pointed at Mrs. Xiao and Yang Zijun and said:
"This is my wife and young lady."
Xiao Changxi sent a blessing to Qin Ming.
"My concubine's surname is Xiao, and my daughter's surname is Yang."
Qin Ming cupped his hands and said:
"Mrs. Xiao, Mrs. Yang."
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