Quick Travel: Jing Yuan's Wanderings

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Qian Banliang slapped his thigh and shouted in annoyance:

"Oh, look at how this thing is done, only caring about the head but not the butt.

If you hadn’t mentioned it, I would have really forgotten about it.”

Then, a good idea suddenly occurred to me.

He coughed twice, rubbed his hands, and suggested in a coaxing tone:

"How about, brother, you come with me to the Northeast?

Food and accommodation are provided, and you will be paid five taels of silver as salary.

I will definitely be back by the end of October.

What do you think? "

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan raised his eyebrows, feeling a little moved.

The year after next, the Duke of England will be exiled to the bitter cold land of Northeast China, Su Cheng!

It would be perfect to explore the route first and buy a place to stay.

What's more, not only are your food, accommodation and transportation all covered, but you can also get paid. You'd be a fool not to go.

“Thank you, second brother, for always thinking of me when you have good things.

If it works, I will pack up my things tonight and accompany my second brother to travel around Northeast China to broaden my horizons!"

"Huh? Look at what you said!

And if it can succeed?

With my second brother here, I guarantee this will succeed!

The entire caravan was built up by my eldest son, Qian Baiguan.

As his father, it's just one more person, but I can't make the decision on such a small matter. How can I tolerate this?

Don't worry, you can eat and stay with me on the road.

When we camped outdoors, we kept watch together, and it was a good opportunity for us to chat."

It’s easier to get things done with people you know!

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan readily agreed:

"Row.

I will follow my second brother from now on.

I hope that you can give me more guidance in the future."

"Go, you are all rough guys, why are you showing off?

We are friends, there is no need to be polite."

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan saw that Qian Banliang had finished eating the watermelon in his hand, so he quickly handed him another slice and changed his mind to talk about his own arrangements:

"Tomorrow I will take my chickens, sheep, grain and other things from home to the vegetable market to sell.

I will let Xiaoman take care of the four mu of sweet potatoes when the time comes..."

Qian Banliang finished the watermelon in a few bites, burped, thought for a moment, and then spoke carefully:

"Brother Jing, if you believe me, let's go to the carriage shop and buy a good mule cart.

The maximum cost of purchasing the whole set is 10 taels of silver.

The private property of the prime minister's wife in the capital, the rouge and powder produced by Qilixiang Shop are very famous and very popular among the wives and daughters of high-ranking officials and dignitaries.

If we can't afford the good ones, we'll just buy the worst.

It’s easy to pull it all the way to Sucheng and then sell it, making ten times the money.

It’s a pity that his company has purchase restrictions!

Each person is limited to purchasing one bottle per day, regardless of the item!

If you buy two bottles, you'll earn enough to pay for the mule cart.

There is also the private property of the new emperor's favorite concubine, Concubine Rou, and the octagonal round fan in the cross-stitch workshop is also very famous.

It's a pity that I can't afford it without a hundred or eighty taels of silver. Otherwise, I could earn more.

Tsk... look at me, I'm getting further and further away.

Let’s get back to the topic.

There is one thing I need to make clear to you in advance.

During the day, you have to drive yourself.

Secondly, your mule cart must be used by the public on the road to help the caravan transport people and goods.

It is a custom in caravans that each mule cart has a space reserved for the driver to have a large bamboo basket to store bedding, clothes and other personal belongings.

Therefore, it is okay to carry a little personal stuff that doesn’t take up much space.

In addition, the wages of a driver who brings his own mule cart to the Northeast can be increased to 10 taels of silver for a trip.

Brother Jing, what do you mean?"

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan was naturally very excited and immediately made a promise out of gratitude.

"Second brother, you will be my dear second brother from now on.

If you need me, just let me know.

I will definitely help if I can!"

Qian Banliang's eyes lit up and he rubbed his hands embarrassedly, and even his voice became a little weaker.

"Hey, I really have something that I need your approval for."

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan looked at Qian Banliang in confusion, "What's the matter, second brother? Tell me."

"Hey, my youngest son, you know it! Sanwen has taken a liking to your girl.

Look, how about we become in-laws? "

Upon hearing this, Lieutenant General Jing Yuan immediately lowered his head and erased the original owner's perception of Qian Sanwen.

He looks and has the same personality as his father. He is smart, motivated and capable of making a living.

So he raised his head and replied with a smile:

“Sanwen is a good one, I am indeed optimistic about it.

However, whether this marriage will be successful or not will ultimately depend on Chu Xia’s opinion.”

Qian Banliang was relieved when he heard this. He was so happy that he couldn't help but reveal a little secret:

“Don’t worry, Brother Jing, Chu Xia will definitely agree.

I didn't dare to say anything until you nodded.

The two children have loved playing together since they were young.

During the years since Chu Xia entered the Duke of Yingguo's mansion, the two have always kept in touch and have a very good relationship.

These two kids, I guess they have fallen in love with each other for a long time.

Think about it, when Chu Xia went home for a break, wasn't it sent by San Wen? "

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan's mouth twitched, but he was unable to utter any rebuttal after all, probably because reality did not allow it!

In the original owner's memory, every time Chuxia came back, Qian Sanwen would run around and was extremely attentive.

I really can’t believe that our ancestor’s love was awakened so early?

StarCraft becomes an adult at the age of 30.

I'm in my teens, still a little kid, worrying every day about how to complete various learning tasks!

In the original owner's memory, the two families reached an agreement on marriage at the end of this year:

When Jing Chuxia turns 18, they will raise money together to redeem her indenture.

It’s over. We’ll be married by the end of the year.

Why do we have to wait until we are eighteen?

One is that the original owner wanted to save more money for himself.

Try to redeem your indenture with your own money!

Otherwise, what's the difference between letting the in-laws pay most of the money and selling a daughter?

It just makes my daughter look shorter than others after marriage.

The second is that the new emperor issued the imperial edict shortly after he ascended the throne last year.

It is said that if a woman marries too early, it will be bad for her children, as they will be weak and prone to dying young!

The marriage age for women was directly raised to 18 years old.

As for why the Qian family didn’t lend money to the original owner to redeem Jing Chuxia and Jing Xiaoman?

It's not about seeking profit and avoiding harm, or being afraid of offending Lu Yunxiang who is behind Yacui Pavilion.

The reason was that as early as the second year of Yongkang, that is, at the end of the next year, it was said that Qian Baiguan failed to sell the best snow fox fur to the newly opened Liuyun Pavilion, and was retaliated by Lu Yunxiang, the master behind him, so his family fled to the Northeast to seek refuge.

The two families agreed that after two years when the storm had died down, Qian Sanwen would quietly return and marry Jing Chuxia.

It has to be said that the Jing and Qian families are no less miserable, and their experiences are real tragedies.

Damn feudal society, the lower class people really have no human rights!

It’s better to stay in the seventies!

He must have a hole in his brain, which is why he gave up the 1970s when choosing his last target plane world!

Oh, I really regret it!

Qian Banliang was happy to see Jing Yuan frowning and not saying anything, but he didn't dare to laugh out loud. He stabbed Brother Jing straight in the heart.

After finishing the watermelon in his hand, he started talking about business:

"Okay, Brother Jing, hurry up and find a bamboo tube to put the watermelon seeds in.

It’s the perfect time to plant during the dog days of summer, and we can eat it by the end of August.

The taste of your watermelon is impeccable.

If I don’t bring some home to plant, my wife will definitely beat me if she finds out!”

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan shook his head in amusement and said, "Wait a minute, there's some in the woodshed. I'll get it right away."

In the blink of an eye, Lieutenant General Jing Yuan came back with the bamboo tube.

Qian Banliang carefully swept all the watermelon seeds on the table into the bamboo tube.

Even the two that accidentally fell on the ground were not spared!

"Okay, I'll leave these watermelon seeds here with you for now. You can get them when you come back this afternoon!

Let's go, we have to hurry to the carriage shop and buy a mule cart.

By the way, do you have enough money?

Forget it, I might as well pay you the ten taels of silver as wages in advance.

The little money you have on you can be used to buy goods from the Qilixiang shop..."