I played as an assistant in ancient times

Generally speaking, Wuli Village is less than ten miles north of the county seat, but because the river flowing from north to south changes to east-west in the north of the county seat, and then suddenly turns south in the northeast corner of the city to meet another river, everyone prefers to enter the city from the east gate.

Because you only need to cross the river bridge once at the East Gate, unlike the North Gate where you have to cross two bridges in a row, which are ups and downs and require a lot of effort.

The bridge was only a few miles away from the ferry, so when Shen Xiaoye and his group were about to cross the bridge, they suddenly heard someone shouting from the middle of the bridge: "The ferry is on fire, on fire."

"Ah! It's the warehouse on the shore!"

"What a big smoke!"

"Dang Dang Dang."

After a while, a gong sounded, and all the people on both sides of the bridge retreated to make way for the patrol officers.

After a panic, some people who were standing by the side of the bridge withdrew, deciding that it was safer to return home now, while more people were watching and talking.

Everyone was saying that luckily there was plenty of water in the river and hoped that no one was injured.

But judging from the intensity of the fire, some of the goods were unavoidable.

There were boats rowing over from the ferry in the river, scrambling to get ahead for fear of being caught by sparks.

Shen Xiaoye and his companions retreated under the bridge and were looking at the ferry in the south. Yue Jinxuan suddenly ran to the bridge and grabbed a middle-aged man wearing a square scarf on his head, "Dad, our goods are at the ferry."

"Oh, that's right." His father was fat and his face was covered with sweat, and he even lost one of his shoes.

He wanted to ask something else, but there was the sound of hurried horse hooves from the other side of the bridge, and Captain Lu swung his long whip to both sides: "Get out of the way, the second master is coming."

The second master refers specifically to the county magistrate. The county magistrate is the eldest master, the county magistrate is the second master, and the chief clerk is the third master.

The servant who was driving Yue Jinxuan's carriage reacted very quickly and threw them both to the ground under the bridge, thus avoiding being whipped.

As Shen Changsui ran over to pull the three people back to the donkey cart, a group of horses rushed across the bridge and ran towards the ferry.

"My goods." Yue Dongjia wanted to chase after him.

Yue Jinxuan hugged him and said, "Dad, why are you going up there to join in the fun now? That's fire."

"Mr. Yue, the fire over there has subsided." Soon, Shen Xiaoye, who was standing in the middle of the cart, comforted him.

Yue Dongjia stretched his neck to look: "Is it extinguished?"

At this moment, someone on the bridge shouted again: "It's falling, it's falling, the fire is falling."

"The flames that just burst out were terrifying."

"In the next few days, the ferry will be strictly inspected."

As everyone was discussing this, a man in yamen uniform suddenly came riding from the ferry, shouting, "The government is requisitioning empty carts and boats. Hurry to the ferry to transport people and goods. Anyone who arrives will be rewarded one ounce of silver per cart and boat."

He had just galloped along the river bank when another man and horse on the opposite bank shouted the same call to duty.

One tael of silver! Wow, it was incredible. Many carriages and horses responded, and the boats on the river were one step ahead of the carriages.

Shen Xiaoye jumped out of the car immediately: "Uncle, cousin, let's go make money."

"Okay, you carry the cloth to the tea stall on the other side of the bridge and leave it there.

Geng Ge'er and I will go first." Shen Changsui looked at his classmates, Yue Jinxuan helped his father back to his carriage, "We will go together."

Shen Xiaoye objected: "No, let my cousin go to deposit it. He can't drive, but I can."

"When did you learn it?" Shen Cungeng was very surprised. He must have learned it secretly without asking him.

At this time, Yue Dongjia said, "Tell my servant to keep the cloth for me. He needs to go back to the city to call for someone and a carriage."

Not sure how many of his own warehouses were affected, he had to prepare manpower first.

In this way, the problem was solved perfectly and Shen Xiaoye got what he wanted.

The two vehicles then headed towards the ferry, but after half a mile, they were stopped by officials and ordered all vehicles to drive on the right. Each vehicle was given a license plate number, and after the transportation was completed, the silver could be collected by showing the license plate.

After Shen Xiaoye and his companions passed through, they came to the vicinity of the ferry warehouse. There was flying ashes everywhere, but no open flames.

We saw some injured people, but they didn't seem to be seriously injured. There was a smell of oil smoke in the air.

There were people here to coordinate and arrange for them to move people or things. The Yue family naturally chose to go to their own warehouse first, and the two groups of vehicles separated.

Shen Xiaoye and two other people were in charge of a warehouse where tea leaves were stored. Although this warehouse was not affected, the outer wall was blackened and probably needed to be renovated.

The owner of the goods was not at home, but the old man guarding the cargo was very attentive. He opened the door and kept reminding them to move the goods carefully.

She also kept nagging, "I told you there's no spark here, but the masters insisted on moving out and tearing down the house. The boss will definitely not be happy when he gives us money again."

"Uncle, do you know where we're moving to?" Seeing that the old man's hands and face were covered in dust, it was obvious that he had just been carrying water to put out a fire, Shen Xiaoye opened the water bottle on his back and asked, "Where's your water cup?"

The old man licked his dry tongue and said, "I fell."

"This is for you." Shen Xiaoye had a lot of water bottles and gave them to the elderly.

The old man gulped down most of the drink, while uncle and nephew Shen Changsui had already moved several times.

When Shen Xiaoye started to move, the old man stopped her and took a pack of tea cakes from behind the door: "I don't want your things for nothing."

"Thank you, I'll get it later." She didn't have anywhere to put it now, so she decided to get back to work.

Fortunately, this batch of tea leaves were all tea cakes, which were relatively neat and easy to pack. Soon after loading a whole truck, the old man said, "Little girl, stay here to watch the door for me."

After saying that, he directed the two young men to drive the car to the warehouse 300 meters away that was not affected by the fire.

Shen Xiaoye stood outside the warehouse and looked around. The shore and the river were busy with people transporting goods, but the situation was kept orderly by the guards and small bosses of various trades at the ferry.

She thought that County Magistrate Tan was a capable official as he had organized the cargo transportation in such a short time.

When a bullock cart passed by her, she heard someone say, "Little sister, you are here too."

"Uncle Xin! Let's help too." Shen Xiaoye recognized the coachman.

A truck behind him laughed and said, "It's obviously to make money. The little girl said that we are being righteous."

"Hahaha..." The people passing by who were transporting goods heard it and started laughing.

Shen Xiaoye waved goodbye to Uncle Xin without feeling embarrassed at all. Making money was not a big deal.

But when she looked away, she saw a figure moving quickly between cars, as if avoiding her?

Tsk, it turned out to be the tall white guy next to the money shop. She recognized him even with a fake beard.

Shen Xiaoye misunderstood. Zhou Xiang was not avoiding her. He was following the two big men pushing the cart in front.

The two big men just passed by Shen Changsui and his nephew after unloading the things from the car.

When one of them whispered the other's name, it was pronounced the way it is on the grassland.

This aroused Shen Changsui's vigilance. At present, the Tartars in the northern border had just been defeated by the Great Zhou and fled deep into the grassland. Very few people dared to come here.

The man seemed to have noticed his gaze and quickly pulled the people around him to signal them to leave quickly.

However, at this moment, Zhou Xiang ran into two big men head-on, stuffed a short-bladed scimitar into one of them, jumped up and shouted, "Dada, this man is a Tartar."

The two men were shocked and angry, and the one who was not pushing the cart reached out and grabbed Zhou Xiang's neck.

A group of rickshaw drivers and porters looked at them instantly. The older ones still remembered the Tartars who went south to burn, kill and loot decades ago.

Someone yelled, "Beat these sons of bitches."

Then some people gathered around, and the two big men immediately left Zhou Xiang and the injured man and ran away.

Although Shen Changsui didn't know the whole story, he knew that the man was guilty of running away. He stepped forward and blocked the man's way...