Chapter 54: Carrying the Pot (Previously Inverted V)
Zhao Luoyang looked at Mr. Song.
Mr. Song's bad premonition came again.
Zhao Luoyang said: "When someone asked, I said it was given to me by Mr. Song. In order to save Mr. Song, my fourth uncle and I almost died in the hands of bandits. Mr. Song gave these to us in order to thank us..."
Shit. Mr. Song’s eyes widened and his beard curled up wildly. This girl actually lied in front of her.
Zhao Luoyang was very calm. Lying was all deception. She said this in front of Mr. Song, so there was no way she could have deceived Mr. Song, so it was not considered a lie.
Since you are not lying, you are telling the truth.
Mr. Song didn't speak, and Shi Jiu was speechless in his mind. The atmosphere was strangely quiet for a long time.
Mr. Song took a long breath, as if he had just calmed down: "You... where did you get those medicinal materials?"
If he exposed her now, it would be as if he had forgotten the grace of saving his life.
This sharp-tongued girl blocked his escape route as soon as she came up. Do you really think he couldn't bear to expose her in front of others?
Zhao Luoyang said: "I won't tell Nai and Dad about this, but I have to tell you, mother-in-law."
Mr. Song shook his head for a moment and immediately tasted the taste. She didn't need to tell her mother or her father because she didn't have to rely on her family.
How did this girl say things that were meant to deceive him so well?
Zhao Luoyang continued: "After Grandpa was captured by the bandit, I followed him all the way. When I saw my fourth uncle fighting with the bandit, the bandit threw the baggage he was carrying in the grass."
"Later, when I was going down the mountain, I found the bandit's baggage when no one was paying attention. There wasn't much in it, just a few medicinal materials. I heard that atractylodes can cure epidemics, so the bandits must be afraid of escaping.
I brought it with me just in case I got sick."
A little medicine?
Does she think he can believe it?
But now was not the time to expose the little fox. Mr. Song carefully looked around: "So, the medicinal materials you got actually belong to bandits?"
Zhao Luoyang nodded.
Mr. Song said: "Why don't you give the things to the Yamen?"
"Why should we give it?" Zhao Luoyang said, "If it weren't for the people from the government office colluding with the bandits, how would we have killed so many people? Not to mention the lost items, even if there were ten or eight such burdens
It can’t be made up for.”
Without waiting for Mr. Song to speak, Zhao Luoyang continued: "When you were knocked unconscious, the bandits almost killed my fourth uncle. If they had succeeded at that time, you, my fourth uncle and I would all have died there. It was a life-or-death moment."
, you still have to rely on yourself, Grandpa, don’t you think so?”
"What would you do if it were you?"
Mr. Song's beard is growing up again. If it were him, he would naturally keep it as long as he can, because he doesn't know what else will happen along the way. He can only save his own life.
The Zhao family girl obviously thought of this and came to discuss it with him. Thinking of this, Mr. Song shuddered, as if the Zhao family girl had seen through it.
Mr. Song said: "Don't look, I will definitely not be like you."
The old man and the young boy looked at each other. After a long time, Zhao Luoyang seemed to have given up and breathed a long sigh of relief: "Whatever you say will be done."
A tone of obvious disbelief.
Mr. Song is holding his breath, but he has nowhere to vent his anger! This girl has lowered her head, what else can he say?
Mr. Song said: "The baggage you found only contains medicinal materials?"
Believe her only if she is a ghost, she must have money. Mr. Song rolled his eyes and said, "Did you put the broken silver in the bandit's arms?"
"Is there any broken silver in the shirt?" Zhao Luoyang said, "Only you have seen the shirt, I don't know."
"You..." Mr. Song was so angry that he couldn't speak. Well, he had no evidence anyway, and no one would believe him.
Although Mr. Song couldn't say for sure what the Zhao girl took, her trips to take out food must have something to do with the baggage.
I met Nie Shuang along the way and entered the government office, but he didn't show any signs of weakness, as if it didn't happen.
Zhao Luoyang didn't mention the burden before. He didn't tell him this until the paperwork for the case was recorded and everything was settled.
Now it's too late to tell the government office clearly, so I can only pretend that there is no such burden.
Even though she is a little girl, if she can keep her composure, she will be able to do great things in the future.
So should he help this girl? As long as he helps cover it up, no one will doubt where the Zhao family girl got so many medicinal materials.
"Master," Zhao Luoyang said, "it's useless for us to hold the ginseng. I have to sell it at a good price and use the money to buy some things. I don't know what will happen along the way. I need to be more prepared this time."
Mr. Song couldn't argue with Zhao Luoyang anymore. In fact, he couldn't teach her a lesson. He usually taught his disciples not to study hard but to be smarter.
The little girl from the Zhao family is smart enough and has a good heart.
But I care about him too much.
Mr. Song said: "How do you want me to help you?"
Zhao Luoyang immediately looked out the door: "I will go to discuss business with the people from Guangrentang later. The people from Guangrentang may have bad intentions. Please find a few people to greet us."
Shi Jiu was listening. This matter seemed very easy, but as long as Mr. Song agreed, it would be like clearing Zhao Luoyang's business of buying and selling things.
Tell everyone clearly that those medicinal materials were given by the Song family.
The Song family is also considered a large family. Even if it is ruined, the family still has some wealth, and it is normal to take out some medicinal materials.
Even though Mr. Song said he disliked Zhao Luoyang in every possible way, he still acquiesced in helping.
Zhao Luoyang immediately went to prepare the medicinal materials without delay.
Shi Jiu said: "What if Mr. Song doesn't agree?"
"Then say I made up the baggage, there is none," Zhao Luoyang said, "Anyway, I didn't exchange any medicinal materials. I only sold a pound of Atractylodes."
But Zhao Luoyang still felt that Mr. Song would agree. Mr. Song was not a pedantic person. Otherwise, when he knew that Huang Yamen was colluding with the bandits, he would try to find help from the Yamen office instead of setting a trap with Zhang Dianli and rely on himself.
Out of the woods.
In short, Mrs. Song knew that the government office was unreliable. If Mr. Song was just a Taoist gentleman who didn't know how to adapt, she would definitely not try to persuade him.
Zhao Luoyang was thinking about it when he heard Shi Jiu say: "Tell your grandma that you got a few pieces of silver from the bandits, but your grandma and Mr. Song's version of the same thing are different."
Zhao Luoyang said: "Nai and Mr. Song won't talk about this anyway."
Seeing Zhao Luoyang's determined look, Shi Jiu suddenly hoped that one day Mrs. Yang and Mr. Song would get together to check... Then they would know that they had all been deceived by Zhao Luoyang.
Let’s see how Zhao Luoyang explains it.
Zhao Luoyang worked hard for a long time, wrapped the medicinal materials in cloth and put them into three baskets. He carried six kilograms of Atractylodes macrocephala and one kilogram of ginseng, and asked Zhao Yuanrang and Zhao Yuanji to carry the rest two kilograms each.
There seems to be a lot of medicinal materials put together. Even the Song family would move at most with these and never more.
Zhao Luoyang couldn't help but feel disappointed. If the medicinal materials were lighter, she would be able to sell more.
I previously exchanged a pound of Atractylodes for 1,150 yuan, and now I exchanged for 10 pounds of Atractylodes for 1,150 yuan, and a pound of Codonopsis pilosula for 880 yuan. After the sharp drop in wealth value, I still have 422.89 yuan left.
In fact, it is enough to exchange for another three pounds of Atractylodes.
"But there are too many white arts!" Zhao Luoyang murmured in his mind.
She used to be reluctant to spend wealth points, but now she realizes that only by spending all the wealth points can she earn more.