The terrain became higher and higher along the way. Although the road became smooth, Song Huiyue and others, who were new to the area, felt uncomfortable very quickly.
The cold wind squeezed the tip of the nose, making every breath very dry, and one had to exert all one's strength to inhale the thin air into the lungs. The heart was beating wildly in the cavity, and the beating person could not hold the reins.
The mutton soup worked, making Song Huiyue's blood boil, leaving two tubes of scalding nosebleeds.
Mr. Kuan was so shocked that he opened his mouth wide and made a sound of surprise. Then Song Huiyue took a look at the four gold teeth from his mouth.
Song Huiyue couldn't help but close her eyes - it was too dazzling.
Master Kuan used money to do things, and after three days of trekking, he arrived outside the city of Xiazhou in southern Xinjiang. When he entered the city, he included Song Huiyue and others among his entourage, and thoughtfully gave the defenders a drink, and then
, a large group of people, brought by the cold wind, all rushed into Mr. Kuan's palace-like house.
Mr. Kuan himself was already resplendent, and his house was extremely luxurious. He warmly invited Song Huiyue to stay here for a rest, and then go to the forecourt to discuss business with people after dawn.
The servants were ordered to prepare a table of whole-lamb noodles. Song Huiyue ate the strong-flavored mutton for three days. She felt that her blood was filled with the smell of ginseng and mutton. She could spray it out when she sneezed.
Some nosebleeds.
Not to mention the other young and strong boys, all of them were overly energetic and had big red pimples on their faces. They were frightened when they heard the word "sheep" and waved their hands to refuse.
Master Kuan was very considerate and ordered the kitchen to prepare light meals for the guests. Upon hearing this, the cooks tried their best to stew squab with cordyceps, steamed lamb, white milk and other ingredients.
Song Huiyue and others did not know the truth and ate everything.
After dinner, Mr. Kuan has to arrange for night entertainment.
The big house raised many beautiful women, both fat and thin, but this time he was in trouble.
It was definitely inappropriate to ask a woman to accompany Song Huiyue. He thought that since Song Huiyue dared to lead the team, she must be very bold and bold, so he immediately looked at the servant who was serving him.
He didn't like rude and bold people, and the servants around him were all beautiful. After much hesitation, he kissed a fair-faced young man and asked the steward to send him to Song Hui's moon room.
The young man didn't expect that he would also sacrifice himself on this day. He was so shocked that he had tears in his eyes. He blinked at Song Huiyue like a deer. Song Huiyue's nose itched and she started bleeding on the spot.
"Send her away quickly, send her away." Song Huiyue was exhausted physically and mentally from Master Kuan's reception, so she asked Butler Wu to send her away quickly. She really couldn't bear such a beautiful blessing.
Seeing that the young man was sent back, and hearing that Song Huiyue had a nosebleed on the spot, Mr. Kuan burst out laughing and said to the woman next to him: "Although this young lady is brave, she is very thin-skinned. It seems that she will go tomorrow
You need more help from me."
The next day, Song Huiyue woke up in the dryness and strong wind, feeling that she had been reduced to a piece of loose sand. After washing and drinking water like crazy, she reshaped her body. She led the Hu family and Mr. Kuan to meet and went to the market together.
As soon as he entered the market, Mr. Kuan's face became more gentle, and his conversation was very amiable. He would make jokes in Xiazhou dialect from time to time, and he seemed very harmonious, like a social flower, blooming all the way.
While trying to make ends meet, he did not forget the serious purpose of his visit, and introduced several salt dealers to Song Huiyue one after another.
As soon as the salt dealers saw Mr. Kuan arriving with people from the Central Plains, they felt like they saw the God of Wealth arriving with a boy who wanted to distribute wealth. They wished they could burn incense to greet him. No matter whether Song Huiyue was a boy or a girl, they all smiled amiably.
Even if Song Huiyue is a monkey, as long as they have money, they can still smile like a chrysanthemum.
Song Huiyue selected two of them, with Mr. Kuan as guarantee, and they talked in secret for a long time. They finalized the contract document, paid the deposit, and everyone left happily.
However, as soon as he left the negotiation area, Mr. Kuan was stopped by a group of people.
Mr. Kuan's wealth has already made people envious. This troublemaker is half of the Central Plains. His figure and appearance are completely different from Mr. Kuan. He is a bearded man. The fur clothes all over his body cannot block his strong and powerful body. On the contrary,
It made him look even bigger.
His style was completely different from that of Mr. Kuan. Mr. Kuan used to subdue others, but he used force to convince others.
When Mr. Kuan saw him, a rare look of disgust appeared on his face, and he whispered to Song Huiyue: "My dear, wait a minute, I'll go talk to him."
He led the people up with a smile. Song Huiyue asked the accompanying servants and found out that the bearded man was called Bao Qing. Recently, he always intercepted Master Kuan's business halfway, but he didn't do it well. Let's question it.
There were a lot of complaints in the field, but because he had a backer, everyone dared not speak out.
It was not an ordinary small business, and Mr. Kuan gave in, but the Hu family was Mr. Kuan’s way of making money, so how could he let it go?
Furthermore, Bao Qing was not experienced enough in doing things. If he was asked to deliver goods, if something went wrong, he would lose all his money.
But if he is not allowed to deliver it, he will go to Xiazhou Mansion to file a complaint, attract officers and soldiers, and arrest the merchants who come.
Master Kuan and Bao Qing were so thirsty that they almost wanted to transform themselves into Buddhas and influence the young man. However, Bao Qing was too evil, uninstructed and unyielding, and finally came straight to Song Huiyue.
Without saying a word, Mr. Kuan took Song Huiyue and left. He returned home out of breath. Mr. Kuan did not have the energy to put on a show anymore, so he said to Song Huiyue: "My dear, I will wait here for two more days."
After that, he turned back to the housekeeper and said: "Open the warehouse, pick some decent ones and go out for a walk. If I don't take action, he will really think that I am a tiger pulling out its teeth."
Song Huiyue was eager to return home, but she had to wait here at this moment. She asked Butler Wu to go to the kitchen and ask the cooks to cook some porridge for them. Butler Wu got the order and watched the cooks putting rice to cook.
water before I planned to leave.
Before anyone walked out of the kitchen door, the cooks grabbed a handful of astragalus and planned to put it into the porridge.
Butler Wu stopped him with smart hands and feet, and at the same time thought in his heart: "Why is Mr. Kuan so vain?"
He didn't dare to take it lightly, so he had to wait in the kitchen for the porridge to come out of the pot before he felt relieved.
Song Huiyue had blisters in her mouth, and eating and drinking became difficult. She sat cross-legged on the blanket and wove a straw basket out of dry grass roots.
She lowered her head and said nothing, seemingly lost in thought. The guards were sitting or standing around the hall, all looking tired and haggard.
Butler Wu cooled down a bowl of porridge and handed it to Song Huiyue. Song Huiyue put down the half-woven straw basket, picked up the porridge, stirred it, and slowly put it into her mouth.
"Little lady, you can leave in two days, please bear with me a little longer."
Song Huiyue took a sip of porridge and glanced at the others: "What if I can't leave in two days?"
Everyone was stunned, and one person whispered: "I think this Mr. Kuan seems to be capable..."
Song Huiyue smiled and just continued to drink porridge. After finishing drinking, she stood up and went back to the house to sleep: "Eat, porridge is good, and we will eat meat for the next meal."
Days of black and white and exposure to wind and rain have made her very thin and slender. Her face does not need to be covered with gardenia yellow, it is as chapped as a dry field, and she looks like she can be slapped away.
There were a lot of people, but no one dared to say anything. They all buried themselves in their porridge.