After drinking and being full of meat, Old Man Song stared at Zhuang Rou's carriage. He was drunk and wanted to get in the car to take up the seat, but found that it had been occupied by Yin Ba.

He sighed, "Oh, people can't stand the cold when they are old, so how can they sleep in the wild?"

"This is where I sleep. Grandpa, if you come up, you will be able to see you off tomorrow." Zhuang Rou knew that he wanted to drive himself down and then sleep in this carriage with thick mattresses.

But this is impossible, don't think too much.

Old man Song was about to teach her how to respect her elders. She could sleep by the fire and give the carriage to herself, and a voice calling him came from behind.

"Old man, the tiger skin has been laid for you." A man spread the peeled tiger skin on the side of the fire, which can prevent cold and bake it.

The prince-in-law saved them from the harm of bandits and beasts. They naturally had to do their best to do such a trivial matter. Only after the tiger's skin was dried would it be better to put it on the carriage.

A good product like tiger skin is a rare good thing even in Jingzhou.

Old Man Song was almost angry with him, but after looking at someone like Zhuang Rou who had no filial piety at all, he no longer had hope.

Just tiger skin, there are such good products in the small village before.

Old man Song went to the tiger skin and lay down. He probably drank several pots of wine and became addicted to it. He soon became drowsy and about to fall asleep.

"By the way, when you arrive in Anjing County, you will sell this tiger skin, exchange it for silver, deduct the money you hired for escort, and divide the others equally, and each will buy some goods and take them back to sell." Zhuang Rou got on the carriage, thought about it, and then turned around and explained.

This kind of intact tiger skin can be sold at least a few hundred taels of silver, which can alleviate everyone's urgent needs. In addition to asking someone to escort back, you can also buy a lot of goods.

Everyone can get at least two or three taels of silver. If you buy some cheap medicinal materials, you will have to double it when you go back. This is completely a waste of money to everyone.

The reason why Zhuang Rou did this was just thinking that the people would pay more taxes when they became rich. If everyone was poor, there would be no taxes.

In this life, meeting such a good official is a blessing in my life.

The people quickly knelt down on the ground, glad that they had followed him, otherwise they would have such a blessing, so they kowtowed to thank Zhuang Rou, the parent official.

"Okay, don't do these polite things. You have to rest early and go tomorrow. Don't get sick on the road." Zhuang Rou waved her hand and said, getting into the carriage amid everyone's thanks.

She leaned against the mat, Yinba lay outside, blocking the entrance of the car, making Hanfeng and others unable to enter, so she fell asleep.

The people have long been accustomed to the fact that five people will come out to watch every hour so that everyone can sleep without fear of danger.

Everyone was in high spirits today, and everyone on the watch was staring at the tiger skin. Whether everyone can get rich in the future depends on it.

This dirty old man sleeps on it and feels heartbroken when he thinks about it. But he must not be broken by him. What the tiger skin wants is complete.

Old Man Song was originally a person who could sleep soundly on the tip of a knife. He was wearing furry tiger skin tonight, but he couldn't sleep at all.

As long as he turns over or moves his body, he can feel the gaze that has been staring at him becomes hot, and there will be a cold and nervous sound.

After living for most of his life, Old Man Song has never suffered such a crime. He moved his body, and the people behind him immediately couldn't help but exclaim, "Ah!"

"It's okay, it's okay." When he stopped moving, the man patted his chest and said in a low voice.

He could sleep happily after drinking, but now he was staring at these people. By dawn, Old Man Song's eyes were covered with red bloodshot and he had not had enough sleep.

Finally, he was about to set off. He was about to get on Zhuang Rou's carriage, but he didn't even sit in the carriage or just the edge.

"Grandpa, take a shower and change your clothes." Zhuang Rou handed him a piece of clothes, which was bought from the common people to change clothes. Although it was a bit old, it was washed very clean.

The people in the wilderness are so particular!

Mr. Song held her clothes and said speechlessly: "This is winter. Where do you ask me to take a bath? Is my heart so cruel at such a young age?"

"There is a stream over there. Isn't grandpa a martial arts master? He is not afraid of cold at all." Zhuang Rou said in confusion. Even she is not afraid of this kind of water. Why do he think it is cold?

If the bandits don’t want to raise him and dare not drive him away, they will definitely not be able to beat him. Not to mention that his name is so majestic, King Shang Tian must be a powerful old man.

If you are new to you, you are prone to offend others. If you do good things, use Zhuang Rou. If you offend others and do bad things, use Song Rou when you leave your name.

Maybe when others heard that they were the granddaughter of King Shang Tian, ​​they didn’t even dare to seek revenge.

Old Man Song didn't know what she was thinking secretly, but as an old senior, he had to walk with everyone, and he was not willing to do so at all.

Although he was too lazy, he still ran to the stream to take a shower. The winter stream water still made him feel cold all over.

When he came back, he jumped into the carriage angrily and said bluntly: "You girl is so conscience. I want big fish and meat, otherwise I won't be my granddaughter."

"No problem. When we arrived at the nearest county town, we would stay in the best restaurant and eat the best food." Zhuang Rou nodded and replied. Spending money is a trivial matter. She has money, so she just needs to find a way to make money when she doesn't have time.

"I told you that it's not so easy to find Lingge. You have to listen to me on the way, otherwise you won't find it." Old Man Song planned to eat her for a few years. As for the matter of looking for Lingge, she, a girl from the capital, can anyone tell her except to follow her?

Now everyone encounters bandits. She wants to eliminate violence and keep good deeds, so she lets play with her. If she really meets people in the world, she can't even make a fuss at all. She is too naive.

Old man Song continued, "Remember, what I asked you to do..."

"Eat it." Zhuang Rou didn't want to listen anymore, so she handed over a box of snacks, which were good things made by Chu Xia's chef overnight.

Old Man Song's eyes lit up, he quickly grabbed the food box and stuffed it into his mouth with a big mouth.

Zhuang Rou couldn't bear to see the appearance of the food. How could this master in the world be like this? It seems that without a skill or shamelessness, he would not be able to do well in the world.

Along the way, they encountered three more groups of bandits, and the number of them was all dealt with by Yinba.

Although he didn't rush into the mountain village like he did for the first time, the bandits were no longer able to accept them and could only surrender to other big bandits.

After traveling in the mountains for more than ten days, they finally arrived at the county town nearest to Hongzhou, Anqing County Town.

This is a town built against the mountains, with the most trees in the area, so the stone stairs in the city are all wooden houses. Occasionally, a few large houses can be seen occupying a rare flat land.

There are people everywhere on the streets, and there are many vendors selling mountain goods, which is a bustling and prosperous scene.

When Zhuang Rou entered the city, she said goodbye to the people and asked them to leave on their own. The tiger skin was really given to them.

The people bowed to her to thank Master Qingtian for his grace, and left with tiger skin wrapped in cloth.

Although Anqing City has high slopes and many steps, there are many smooth places where you enter the city. In order to facilitate merchants, several large inns have been built, as well as several horse shops that specialize in parking carriages for merchants.

As long as you spend fifty cents a day, you can park the carriage here. People feed water and horse feed every day. Otherwise, you can't live in a beautiful place in the city, and the carriage can't get on.

After parting with the people, Zhuang Rou parked the carriage in the horse shop and prepared to take Old Man Song to check in at the best inn in Anqingcheng.

"Grandpa, what you said about Yunlai Inn is so good?" She pulled off the shield that had been useless for the past few days and asked casually.

Old Man Song was stunned when he looked at her shield and couldn't help but praise: "Good shield, you are actually hiding such good things!"

Zhuang Rou smiled slightly, "The little love man sent me to protect myself, but I can't give it to my grandfather."

"Dog man and woman." Old Man Song muttered so sourly, the young people today are really a loser.

"Around them!"

At this moment, I suddenly saw a group of yamen runners rushing out from the surrounding inns, surrounded them as if they were ambushing for a long time.

Zhuang Rou immediately looked at Old Man Song with surprise, "This old man, we just met you by chance. How much sin have you committed!"

"Your grandma's." Old Man Song looked at Zhuang Rou in amazement, and he agreed to be a grandfather and good grandson!

Are all the spoiled little chickens in Beijing so bad now?
Chapter completed!