I played as an assistant in ancient times

Shen Changsui did not refuse, and wrote with his pen, which attracted endless praise from Miao Dongjia. "It's actually Yan style. Your calligraphy shows your style. In another ten years, it will surely reach higher and higher levels."

"Thank you." In fact, for a transaction of more than a hundred taels, it doesn't matter whether a contract is signed or not. Xiao Ye's original intention was just to urge the other party to pay a deposit, but he didn't expect that the other party would ask for a contract.

Shen Changsui was happy to write two copies, and then asked the owner of the tea stall opposite (the one who borrowed the tent cloth) to act as a middleman, and the deed was signed and sealed by both parties.

Mr. Miao was from Langli. After giving instructions and inspecting the goods at the southern exit of Tangjiaji two hours later, he left with his entourage.

He has been doing business for many years and has been transferring goods at the ferry crossing in Linghe County many times. Today, he happened to encounter a grand event, and the celebrities of Linghe gathered at the mountain temple, so he naturally wanted to pay more respects.

However, when he walked up the mountain path, he happened to meet a group of people walking down the mountain in a hurry. He tactfully bowed to the host of the group and gave way after the other party nodded slightly in return.

After the other party left a long way, the attendant took a few more glances and said, "Master, isn't this the scholar Lin mentioned at the banquet who has been rewarded with imperial meals recently? Hey, why did he go to the dam to buy things?"

"Shh! Don't look." Miao's already slow pace slowed down even more, and the corner of his eyes vaguely glanced towards the flat ground.

In less than a moment, they saw Scholar Lin and his group walking straight into the cloth stall. What was even more strange was that the scholar was the first to greet a white-haired woman inside.

He immediately ordered: "Miao Guang, go down and buy some fragrant tea, you can come up slowly."

"Yes." The follower responded knowingly.

On the other hand, Shen Xiaoye had never imagined that the baby she rescued was actually the grandson of Master Lin.

He also repeatedly apologized to his grandmother, saying that the child had an injury on his face. Everyone in the family was in a panic. Just when someone came up the mountain to inform him, he realized that the child who was kidnapped was his.

“Twelfth sister, please forgive me for not coming to thank you earlier.

At present, I want to see my grandson's injury in person, and I will come to thank you another day." Finally, Mr. Lin bowed again and again.

Grandma Lin pulled Erniu over and said to Mr. Lin, "Don't be polite anymore. Go home quickly. Erniu, you are familiar with this place. Help your ninth uncle lead the way."

"Hey, hey, please stay a moment." Master Lin came and left in a hurry, taking Erniu with him.

The owners of several nearby stalls were also from various shops in the county, and most of them knew Master Lin.

So the shopkeepers, including the female shopkeeper of Yueji Embroidery Shop, came over to greet the Shen family. After all, it was easy for them to hear a few words in the open area.

Shen Xiaoye couldn't handle so many people chatting, so she immediately pushed her grandparents out to take the blame.

I turned back and said to my aunt who was eating, "It's really a breeze..."

"Hmm?" My aunt-in-law gave me a sidelong glance. She immediately stopped talking and said with a chuckle, "Eat, eat."

Today’s meal is delicious.

……

It is hot at noon in summer, but the foot of the mountain borrows the light from the mountain breeze and a cool breeze blows at 2:15 p.m.

Some people who had escaped the scorching midday sun reappeared in the market and on the dam, and pilgrims from far away were about to rush up the mountain.

Shen Xiaoye's place gradually became popular again, and there were even people who had not paid in the morning who came back to settle the bill. At first they were scared away by the commotion, but when they came to their senses they realized they had not paid.

The whole Pingba became more and more lively as the sound of bells and scriptures rose again from the hillside.

Some curious people even came here specifically because of the legend that happened in the morning.

So Shen Xiaoye's cloth stall became popular again. She was happily collecting money by pulling out cloth foot by foot when Zhuangzhuang squeezed over and said, "Xiaoye, Mr. Miao said outside the market that he wants a few hundred more pieces of cloth."

"Aren't both uncles in league with him?" Shen Xiaoye slapped his forehead, reported to his aunt, and quickly squeezed out with Zhuangzhuang.

When the two jumped down to the back dam, the noise died down a little, and Zhuangzhuang said, "Uncle Changsui said that there is not enough cloth, but Mr. Miao said that we can order a batch.

Then, Uncle Changsui sent me to ask you what you think. "

"I'm definitely willing to sell it!" Shen Xiaoye rubbed her face. She thought about the shortage of raw materials at home, so she said, "You go up and help watch over it. I'll go there myself."

"I'll escort you." Zhuangzhuang looked around and saw people everywhere, more than in the morning. He had a hard time squeezing in.

Shen Xiaoye clenched his fist and raised his arm, bringing up a gust of wind: "I'm still strong! I can't get lost, let's go."

Before she finished her words, she rushed out from under the willow tree and squeezed into the crowd. Zhuangzhuang pouted his lips and clenched his arms into fists, but he found that he did not have the strength of Xiaoye.

Alas, he doesn't seem to be as strong as Xiaoye and Gengge'er. How does the story book say it? It doesn't live up to the name.

Shen Xiaoye didn't know that Zhuangzhuang had suffered a small blow. She slipped through the gaps in the crowd like a little loach.

Soon after, I squeezed into a sparsely populated fork in the road to the south, feeling very proud.

But at this moment, my ears rang: "I'll open a way for you, and I'll suffer too!"

Looking down, it turned out to be the little black cat, its fur was all messed up. Shen Xiaoye almost forgot that it had entered the crowd before him. He stretched out his hand and said, "Thank you. I'll catch you a bag of fried fish tomorrow."

"That's more like it." The little black cat raised its paw and was about to shake hands with her, but suddenly retracted it and transmitted a message: "There's movement underground."

The two of them were walking behind an old cattle shed on the south side of Tangjiaji. In fact, the shed had never been used. It was said that the landlord who occupied the shed kept asking for money, so Tangjiaji abandoned this place and built another shed a few feet in the front.

However, since mules, horses, cattle and sheep were traded on the other side of the new shed, the smell of the small branch road was not very pleasant, and no one would be willing to go there unless they were familiar with the location.

"What's that noise?" Shen Xiaoye couldn't help but slow down his pace and walked with his back bent.

The little black cat lightly jumped to a corner of the shed in front, put its ear to the ground and listened, "It's right down here."

Bang! It heard it clearly: "Someone is fighting down there? Want to go and see?"

"Did you hear any conversation?" Shen Xiaoye asked again.

The little black cat listened for a few more breaths, its green eyes rolling, "It seems, it seems I heard Lu Guan saying run."

"You call someone, I'll go down first." Shen Xiaoye thought to herself that today she would soon become a rescue expert.

Seeing her turn around and go back, the little black cat chased after her and asked, "Can you do it? Who should I look for?"

"Okay, go find my uncle outside the market." She didn't dare let it speak in front of others, "I have this."

Shen Xiaoye took out a knife from the space, accelerated forward, and in the blink of an eye he rushed in front of the old barn.

She found the right position and rushed in, but she saw nothing else in the shed except broken troughs and rotten wood.

Shen Xiaoye knocked with a knife but heard no echo, so he simply went out and moved to the next room. This time, he saw at a glance the traces of half of the broken stone trough moving.

She did not dare to delay and quickly moved the stone trough away. Suddenly, she saw a round stone cover underneath.

However, the moment she pushed the stone lid open with all her strength, a long stick came straight at her.