My Sisters Excel in Both Literary and Martial Arts - Chapter 18

[Chapter 18 Thank you eighteen generations of ancestors]

Hanhan thought about Zhengmei, and suddenly stood still.

“Who is it!?”

Jing Zhe also stopped and looked back.

Under the bright moonlight, two figures slowly walked out from behind the corner.

“Is it you?”

When he got closer, Jing Zhe’s face tensed up.

The visitors were clearly the pink young man and his young man.

In Chunshui Tower, he struggled with himself two times and three times. After being rejected, he even put a stumbling block on him. Isn’t this guy a pervert?

“Young Master A Kun just left like this?” The

pink young master didn’t feel embarrassed after being discovered. He looked up at Jing Zhe and said with a smile.

“Why, if you don’t leave, why don’t you wait for the New Year?”

Jing Zhe said angrily.

“…”

The pink young master choked at these words, and then smiled and said, “Master Akun, aren’t you going to thank me?”

“Thank you?”

Jing Zhe laughed angrily at this guy’s thick-skinned face.

If labor and management won’t beat you up, just have some fun. Thank your mother?

“Yes, if I hadn’t recommended you to me, how would Mr. A Kun have had the opportunity to write poems in Chunshui Tower? When what happened tonight spreads in the city, it won’t take long before the young master will be famous all over the world. The young master is not going to thank you yet. “Me?”

“Thank you, I must thank you!”

Jing Zhe gritted his teeth and said solemnly: “I thank you for your eighteenth generation!”

After saying that, the pink young man walked towards the inn with a suspicious look on his face. direction.

“Eighteen generations of our ancestors…”

After a while, the young man came back to his senses and said, “Your Highness, have we been scolded?”

“Do you still need to remind me?”

The pink young man glared at the young man and looked at the young man who had already been scolded. The alley where Jing Zhe was gone was also filled with gritted teeth.

“Akun? I remember you!”

There were only two people left at the scene, and they no longer cared about addressing each other. If Jing Zhe heard this at the scene, he would be shocked – he would offend a relative of the emperor just by stepping out. What kind of luck is this?

Seeing his master’s angry look, the servant was a little surprised and hurriedly asked: “Your Highness, we have been out for a while, is it time to go back?”

“Not going back!”

“Your Highness, don’t be angry, we have already come out this time. It’s more than half a month, if you delay any longer, I’m afraid your Majesty will punish you when you return to the palace!”

the servant reminded with a worried look on his face.

“Don’t be afraid!”

Young Master Pink said resolutely, “This Akun is hateful, but he still has real talent and learning! No one I know can write the poem he wrote today!”

“Song University Not even the one from the Shi family?”

The young man’s eyes lit up when he heard this.

“Of course not! Haha, if Ah Kun can go to Jingzhou to participate in the Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival, Song Jimao and the Song family’s wishful thinking will probably come to nothing!”

“Your Highness wants to…”

“Yes, I want Ah Kun to Kun takes him back to Jingzhou!”

His face, which was still filled with anger before, was now as bright as a smile.

…

Back at the inn, Jing Zhe held fifty taels of silver in his arms and had a good sleep with his arms stretched out.

For him, good sleep requires good dreams.

In the dream, he made enough money, left Mangshan, and went to Jingzhou. He was taken care of by his eldest sister, who was the daughter of the prime minister, and he was prosperous.

In the dream,

when I get up early in the morning, I still feel that the images in the dream are still vivid in my mind.

Hanhan was already waiting outside the door. Jing Zhe changed his clothes, had some food at the inn and walked out.

When you have silver in your hands, you naturally want to buy saltpeter.

When he opened the door and saw Jing Zhe, Goatee’s expression was a bit complicated.

Yesterday, I heard that Jing Zhe said that he wanted to buy all his saltpeter. Goatee was so excited that he even stopped making firecrackers and fired all the hired workers.

But he waited and waited. When it was dark and Jing Zhe was nowhere to be seen, his heart became completely cold.

Have I been fooled?

There is nothing more than this idea.

So seeing Jing Zhe again, Goatee’s mood was as exciting as the world of ice and fire.

“Why, after a day’s absence, the shopkeeper doesn’t recognize me anymore?”

Jing Zhe said jokingly, looking at the goatee blocking the door in a daze.

“Ah…no!”

Goatee came to his senses and quickly moved out of the way.

“Master, are you going to buy saltpeter today?”

Jing Zhe nodded, took out the silver from his clothes and handed it over.

Goatee was still excited at first, but when he saw the money Jing Zhe handed over, his face darkened.

“Sir, we have agreed on twenty taels of silver. What do you mean by giving me these ten taels of silver?”

Jing Zhe said with a smile: “To be honest with the shopkeeper, I am not a native of Yongzhou. If I transport all the saltpeter back to my hometown, Shangao Road It’s too far away and it’s not cost-effective, so I plan to buy a house in the city and then transport all the saltpeter there.”

He weighed the silver in his hand and continued: “I want all the saltpeter, but I need to store it with the shopkeeper first. Here, ten taels of silver is the deposit. How about we pay the balance after we find the house?”

“Okay!”

As long as we can buy all the saltpeter, everything else is fine!

Besides, I still have the saltpeter in my hand, so I’m not afraid of him running away!

Goatee took the money and asked, “Do you have a house you like in the city?”

Jing Zhe shook his head, “I just came to Yongzhou not long ago, and I’m not very familiar with this place.”

After hearing this, Goatee tentatively said: “I happen to have a friend who wants to sell his house. Why don’t you ask me for help?”

“That would be great!”

Jing Zhe said with a smile, “If the shopkeeper can really help me find a suitable house, the money will be indispensable!”

Goat Hu rubbed his hands and narrowed his eyes.

“It doesn’t matter whether it’s money or not. The main thing is that I want to make friends with the young master!”

“…”

…

Jing Zhe asked Goatee to pack a large bag of saltpeter for him, and then walked out with Hanhan.

Along the way, Hanhan was worried.

It has to be said that this young village leader is very good at making money. He can earn fifty taels of silver per poem, which is unmatched by anyone.

But the means of spending money are even more powerful!

I only spent 20 taels of saltpeter, and I am planning to buy a house. I don’t know how much it will cost! Are there not enough empty houses on Mang Mountain to live in?

Hanhan held it in for a long time, and finally couldn’t help but said: “Young village master, I think you are spending too much money! It’s not easy to earn so much money, so this is not good!”

Jing Zhe nodded, “Really? I was thinking about it. Let’s go buy some meat and wine to reward the brothers on the mountain. Since you said so, let’s forget it.”

Hanhan: “…”

After walking for a while, Hanhan whispered: “Young village leader, I’m here again. I feel that the money you spent seems to be reasonable and not extravagant…”

“…”

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I just finished writing and am ready to eat

(end of this chapter)