Dressed as a sickly villain and survived by farming

On the second day, Zhao Huai led the kidnapper back, and Duan Rongshu was forced to leave his retirement sanctuary.

Duan Rongshu was drowsy on the carriage, half of the blanket covering his body slipped off, Zhao Huai stretched out his hand to straighten the blanket for him.

Zhao Cheng saw him and whispered, "What did he do last night? He's so sleepy."

"He gets sleepy when he rides in a carriage."

last night?Rong Yi didn't come back last night, he slept in Rong Yi's room.

Zhao Huai lay alone on his big bed, with a few little yellow chickens and strange unknown creatures on it. He took a deep breath and couldn't fall asleep.

Seeing his resentment, Zhao Cheng couldn't help imitating the big goose call in Zhuangzi. Duan Rongshu moved, and he covered his mouth in fright.

Duan Rongshu slowly opened his eyes, and he froze for a while, his eyes blurred, as if his brain hadn't turned on.

"what happened to him?"

"I haven't woken up, so I need to slow down for a while."

The ghost knows what they were thinking. Duan Rongshu thought they were coming to the Huangzhuang farmhouse for fun, but he didn't expect to go back to the city early in the morning. Uncle was not there. Before he said anything, King An ordered The servant tidied up the things, "Just tidy up two things."

"Your Majesty, you are incompetent. Master Duan still has to bring something when he goes back. He is a dignified third-rank official. Why don't you buy more clothes or something?"

The carriage was slow, and Duan Rongshu pretended that the boss would catch him as a coolie and go back to work, so he fell asleep again.

"Where have you been?"

Duan Rongshu's voice still carried the laziness of just waking up, he lifted the curtain and looked out with one eye open.

"Here in town."

He felt like he had slept for a long time, but he didn't expect to come here?

Leaning to one side, he sighed, "The city has deep routines, and I want to go back to the countryside."

Zhao Cheng began to imitate the Dabai call in Zhuangzi, "Goose Goose Goose."

"The song item sings to the sky."

"Huh? What kind of poem is this?"

"Ah? I don't know, did I say something?"

Zhao Huai said at this moment, "Would you like to visit the newly opened glass workshop?"

Duan Rongshu pursed his lips and nodded. He is now sober. I'm afraid that he just lost his mind. If he said Makabaka in front of Zhao Cheng, he really didn't know how to explain it.

Several people got out of the car and entered the newly opened glass shop of the Rong family, but there were very few people inside.

The servant saw them coming in, dressed in extraordinary clothes, and went up to meet them, "What do you guys want to buy? There are not many goods in the store, so if you want to see them, you need to make an appointment first."

Duan Rongshu looked at Zhao Huai. He hadn't expected it. After a few seconds, he remembered, ah, this was his idea, hunger marketing.

The shopkeeper next to him, who was settling accounts, looked over, then walked over quickly, and slapped the boy on the back of the head, "What appointment do you want? This is the young master's."

Then he bowed respectfully to Duan Rongshu, "Why don't you let me know in advance when the young master is coming, so that the villain is ready to welcome you."

It was only then that Duan Rongshu recognized that he belonged to his uncle and had met Rong Yi once.

"How's business in the store?"

The shopkeeper hurriedly went to get the ledger and sent it up, "It's only been open for a few days, and the supply is already in short supply. The most sold items are vases and tea set decorations, but Buddha statues, Bodhisattvas, etc., can't be supplied, and there are too many reservations."

"Young master, should we sell more? Everything is empty now."

Duan Rongshu shook his head, "Stay as it is."

"There are so many things, what are they worth? Next time someone comes to make an appointment, they will say that there is still a colorful Buddha, and it will be auctioned at that time, and the highest bidder will get it."

The shopkeeper slapped his head. Rare things are more expensive, and he repeatedly said yes.

Duan Rongshu looked at the ledger in his hand. In just a few days, he already had an income of 10,000+, and suddenly became rich.

He saw what the shopkeeper wanted to say, and he had scruples, so he went to the side to talk with him.

Zhao Cheng looked at Zhao Huai, and kept clicking, "I said in the morning that you wouldn't give Mr. Duan any money. Why do I think you are not as rich as Mr. Duan?"

"It's just this one shop that can earn so much, Your Majesty, it can't be..." He must be soft.

Zhao Huai looked at him after hearing the words, "Give me half of Duan Qing's business, and Huangzhuang can produce a thousand catties per mu in his hands."

Zhao Cheng choked up, who was sour?Ah, it's me.

He said bluntly, "You are lucky."

Zhao Huai's eyes darkened, good luck?What he lacked the most in his previous life was luck.

In her previous life, there was no Duan Rongshu, only a traitor who harmed the country. Maybe it was because of God's pity that he was allowed to live a new life and sent him here.

Duan Rongshu and the shopkeeper came into the house, "Young Master, there are not only shoppers in the past few days, but also people who come to inquire about the news, and people who come to buy the servants and want the formula. It seems that they have a lot of background."

Fortunately, the young man in the store was recruited from outside, and he was not allowed to get close to the inside information, so there are not many working people in the store these days, and it is true to say that there is no stock, for fear that the people behind him will follow.

Duan Rongshu frowned, "I know about this, I've worked hard for you these past few days, and I'll give you a bonus."

The shopkeeper quickly thanked him, and said cheerfully, "Thank you, Young Master, don't worry, I can't betray the master, and I must guard the shop well."

Duan Rongshu asked him to come closer, and whispered a few words to him, his eyes were bright and fierce, the shopkeeper's eyes grew bigger the more he listened, and then he whispered as if he was afraid that others would hear him, but he couldn't hold back his excitement.

"It's still the Young Master's plan!"

Duan Rongshu immediately returned to his gentle appearance, and smiled lightly, "There will be rewards for doing well, as long as you don't cause trouble, no one in Beijing can make us suffer, if they want to make trouble, let them come."

As if there was one more sentence left to say, come and let them come and go.

Then he went out with a smile, and Zhao Huai looked him up and down, "What's the matter? We've been talking for so long."

"I have His Majesty as your backer, how can someone not have eyes to cause trouble?"

Zhao Huai frowned slightly, then nodded, and went out together.

The shopkeeper in the house was still looking straight at the direction they were leaving, took a deep breath, and leaned on the boy, "What did the young boss say just now?"

His Majesty?That man was the emperor just now!

No wonder the young boss said that no one in Beijing will make us suffer.

"Did I be rude to the emperor just now?"

"No... no."

Just now he ignored the emperor at all, the shopkeeper took a deep breath, what can he do, the emperor can teach him a lesson behind his back?

Rong Yi went out to do errands. He bought a new house, which is just behind the Duan Mansion. Just open the door and you can get there in a few steps.He settled his niece well, and hurried back this morning, and brought pastries for his good nephew to eat, but when he entered the house, not only was there no one there, but a lot of things were missing.

"Where is my baby? Why is my baby missing!"

Did not come back for a day, the home was stolen!

Then the boy who cleaned up came in, "Uncle, Mr. Duan was taken back to the city by the emperor, let me tell you, the things have been packed for you."