I played as an assistant in ancient times

Shen Xiaoye decisively leaned back and just avoided the attack, but the opponent punched him again.

However, suddenly, some hero threw something that just happened to block the punch, giving Shen Xiaoye a chance to fight back.

She spun her legs up, and when the man in sackcloth clothes also kicked up, she made a feint and dodged. The man's kick missed and luckily he slipped on the cloth that had just been thrown at him.

Shen Xiaoye heard a familiar cry: "My cloth!"

But she had no time to pay attention. She took advantage of the sackcloth-clothed man's unstable body and rushed forward with tiger fists several times. However, when the sackcloth-clothed man blocked with his elbow, she quickly retracted her fist and used the strength in her foot to hit his lower body.

"Ah!" The man in hemp clothes was hit, and he reflexively shrank his hips and stood up straight. The people around him paused, and many men gasped.

Just at this moment, Shen Changsui, Jie Chen and others, as well as patrolling yamen runners, came from two directions one after another. There was no need for Shen Xiaoye to go into battle again. The group of people captured the man in hemp clothes in just a dozen breaths.

With cold sweat on his head, he stared at Shen Xiaoye who was being dragged behind by his uncle, gritting his teeth and saying, "Why are you chasing me?"

"Meow!" The answer he got was a small black cat pouncing straight at him. Jie Chen was quick to catch the cat, but he saw the front of the man in sackcloth clothes was torn open by the cat, and a small ceramic whistle was hanging around his neck.

Shen Xiaoye was just about to pick up the cloth on the ground. When she heard the whistle, she immediately said, "Master..." Her next words were interrupted by her uncle's sharp gaze.

But Jie Chen knew what she meant. He nodded slightly at her, then glanced at the crowd. When he saw a man dressed in the same color as the man in sackcloth quietly leaving, he said, "Take him away."

After saying this, he whispered a few words to the yamen runner beside him and quickly chased after the man.

Several monks sprang into action upon hearing the noise, and in a blink of an eye they stuffed a walnut into the mouth of the man in sackcloth clothes and tied him up tightly in a few moves. The yamen runners also sent one of them to follow.

Several other yamen runners dispersed the crowd, shouting, "Go away, go away, keep an eye on the children and your money bags."

Then he bowed to Shen Changsui, gave him a few words of advice, and went back on patrol.

Behind him, Shen Xiaoye shook off the dirt on the cloth, but there was a big footprint and she couldn't do anything about it. Qian Er, who squeezed in front of her, wanted to cry but couldn't. "Xiaoye, how can I sell this cloth?"

"I bought it." She turned and glanced at Qian Erzhi's stall. It was quite well stocked, with cloth on one end and straw sandals and some mountain products on the other. Xiao Hang was staring at her without blinking, as if she was afraid that no one would be responsible for the cloth.

"Uncle Qian, who threw out this piece of cloth just now?" Even when Shen Xiaoye was asleep, he would not think that it was his help.

Qian Er looked embarrassed and said, "I don't know him either. He went that way." He stared at the cloth and said, "This..."

"Fourth uncle, I want to buy a piece of cloth." Shen Xiaoye turned around and called Shen Changsui, but unexpectedly, his uncle had already walked a long way away, and the direction was exactly where Qian Er pointed.

She sighed and said, "If you trust me, I'll take it first and pay the bill when I get home in the evening."

"It's true, it's true. Three cents and six cents, the same price as you sold it for." Qian Er's eyes suddenly lit up with a smile, as if he was afraid that she would go back on her word. He trotted back to the stall and shrank under the shelf. His wife also quickly lowered her head and pretended to organize the goods.

Shen Xiaoye took a deep breath and exhaled, then turned around to chase her uncle. Not long after she ran, she saw him come back with two bags of donkey meat hotpot. He gave her one and said, "Go back, it's almost time for lunch."

"It smells so good! I can still eat such delicious food before going to the market." Shen Xiaoye was really hungry and took a small bite of half of it.

When the two returned to their stall in Dapingba to distribute steamed buns, they found that there were only three or two people strolling on the dam under the scorching sun.

People at each stall were taking turns to walk down the dam to the back to eat.

The rice from home was brought by grandma and her family in the morning, and the meat and vegetables should be freshly bought hot dishes.

Everyone also received a portion of diced watermelon, and it seemed that the other two smashed watermelons were deliberately chopped into pieces.

"Xiao Ye, come here." Aunt Lin and Li Zi stood between the two grandmothers, holding the bowls on the edge of the dam and waving at her to come over.

Shen Xiaoye just responded with "a little while", and then said to her aunt, "You and uncle go eat first, I just had donkey meat hotpot."

"What's the point of having a fire? We'll stay here and you go down and eat first." Huang refused. As the two of them were trying to give way to each other, a wealthy middle-aged man came over with his entourage.

Before the middle-aged man arrived, he bowed and smiled, "Excuse me, shop owner, could you spare me 500 pieces of cloth?"

"You are a distinguished guest. Please come in." Shen Xiaoye immediately followed his two uncles in clasping their fists in return. The four of them all greeted him with smiles.

The middle-aged man stepped under the awning and reached out to touch the red printed cloth. "Five hundred pieces of this."

After saying that, he looked at the two older ones of the four people who came to greet him, who were a little excited, and the younger one who was too calm. He fixed his gaze precisely on Shen Xiaoye, who had just the right smile.

Sure enough, Shen Xiaoye did not disappoint him: "May I ask your name, sir? When do you plan to order the goods? What size is it? What quality is it?"

"My surname is Miao. I want it tomorrow. It can be standard cloth or four-foot cloth. It only needs to be top-quality fine cloth. The worst must be medium-quality." Boss Miao stroked the cloth and said pickily:

"But the cloth you have here is obviously not as soft and dense as the southern cloth, and they are all four meters wide." As he spoke, his fingers were already quickly indicating the prices under his sleeves.

Two cents and six cents for a red print? She would cry! Shen Xiaoye smiled and said, "Local cloth is affected by the weather, so it is indeed different from southern cloth.

Mr. Miao can pick some and take a look, comparing the thickness of the wide cloth. Five hundred pieces of printed cloth may not be available tomorrow.

If you don't mind, you can choose 100 pieces first." She bid three cents and two cents, which was a little clumsy but acceptable.

Miao Dongjia laughed and said, "I bought the 100 pieces of cloth in the county town, and I even paid a few cents more for the porter."

"Why not stagger the colors?" Shen Xiaoye suggested, shaking his head when he saw the other party's gesture remained unchanged. In just a moment, the two of them tested each other, and their gestures kept changing with their words.

The eldest uncle and his wife were overwhelmed by the situation. The fourth uncle, Shen Changsui, just stood by with a smile on his face and said nothing. However, he just moved two steps to cleverly block the two people's price comparison gestures so that outsiders could not see them.

The young men who had just finished their meal, at the old man's signal, carefully stood behind the cloth rack and did not enter the shed, for fear of disturbing the confrontation between the old and the young.

After a quarter of an hour, Miao Boss clapped his hands and said, "Just according to your price, two hundred blue seals and two hundred red seals.

This little girl is incredible. Not only is she decisive in saving people and things, but she is also very clear about her business. "

It was because he heard about monkeys robbing people in the mountains that he came down to take a look. He didn't expect that the cloth dyeing of this shop was really good.

"Thank you for the compliment. It's just a piece of cake. Would you like me to take you to the ferry right now?" Shen Xiaoye clasped his fists.

Miao Dongjia laughed again: "This is to urge me to sign the contract. Bring me the pen."

Miraculously, Shen Changsui took out paper and pen from his own cash box.

Miao Dongjia saw the calluses on his fingers and said, "Young Master, can you write for me?"