The married husband is a grandfather

After talking with Xu Muxin, Song Qingye handed him a written letter, "After you finish handling the matter here, take this letter to Qingyuzhai to find a person named Zhang Zhang, and he will arrange for you residence."

Xu Muxin still feels that he is dreaming. He originally thought that he had nowhere to go, but suddenly a nobleman descended from the sky and said that he wanted to hire him. The best thing is that he can continue to do what he loves.

"Thank you." Xu Muxin suddenly thumped to Song Qingye, and the two of them knelt down.

Song Qingye, a modern person, doesn't like to see people kneeling in front of him at all, and he has no special hobbies, so he hurriedly made Xu Mu feel happy.

"Thank you for your willingness to hire me. I will definitely do a good job."

Song Qingye smiled and nodded when he heard the words, "By the way, did you buy all the wood in your house?"

Xu Muxin wiped away his tears and nodded, "Well, three generations of my paternal ancestors have been doing woodcarving. Some of these wood materials were found by accident in the mountains, but most of them were bought from others."

"Is there a fixed purchase channel?"

Seeing Song Qingye asking this question, Xu Muxin understood that Song Qingye had told him that they opened a jewelry store, "Yes, he is an old man. Our family's lumber has been imported from their house for generations. At the end of the road, my father had no choice but to sell himself, and now that he has an owner, he doesn’t have to worry about the timber issue. These timbers are left over from before.”

"Then please show me the way, I want to discuss a business with that old man."

"Take all these woods away too. I'll trouble you to stay here for a few more days. I'll send someone to pick you up and take these woods away by the way. Please make a price."

Song Qingye didn't mean to take advantage of Xu Muxin, but Xu Muxin shook his head violently, "There's no need for money, you two are my Xu Muxin's reborn parents, if you like these woods, you can just take them, and it's a waste of money." It worked."

Seeing that he was so persistent, Song Qingye nodded, intending to pay Xu Muxin more to compensate him.

Xu Muxin led the two of them to the old man's house. The old man did have a lot of good wood in his hands, but it happened that it was raining heavily, and his son went to drink, and all the good wood was destroyed. He was heartbroken and beat his son up, but it was of no use, such a huge loss could never be recovered.

After Song Qingye heard this, he walked over to look at the wood one by one. Some were badly damaged, but some were only partially rotten. If they soaked in the Lingquan, they must be saved.

"Master, sell me the wood, I want it."

When the old man heard how it was done, it was all broken wood, and buying it back would be a loss-making business, and he couldn't be such a black-hearted trader.

"It's okay, you see these parts are still good and can be used."

The old man looked at the place Song Qingye was pointing at, but it was usable, but someone was willing to take this kind of defective product. The old man was so grateful that he sold it to Song Qingye at half the price.

"You are willing to buy, which reduces the loss of our family. You are our great benefactor. No matter what, you can't give more money."

The old man asked Song Qingye to give him more money, but he insisted on refusing to accept it, and Song Qingye had no choice but to say, "In the future, we will definitely come to you if we need wood for our family."

"That's a good thing, old man, I will definitely give you the best wood and the most fair price."

After the negotiation was settled, Song Qingye said that someone would come to pick up the goods in a while, and when it was dark, someone came with a carriage to pick up the goods, but the man dragged the goods to an empty alley, and then got out of the carriage, Handed the reins to a tall man, the man gave money to the puller, the puller counted the money, saluted the man and left.

"People are gone?"

Song Qingye suddenly walked out of the darkness, and stood side by side with Chu Yu under the moonlight.

"Ah."

"You take the wind, I'll load the wood into the space."

Song Qingye gave Chu Yu a word of advice, and walked to the back of the carriage.

In just a short while, the wood of the carriage disappeared, and the two of them finished their work before going back under the moonlight.

Since they were going on the road early in the morning of the next day, the two of them simply washed up when they arrived at the inn, and took a rest early.

Chu Yu cut out the candle, took off his coat and lay down on the bed. As soon as he lay down, Song Qingye rolled over and rolled into his arms, hitting his forehead on his chest.

"It's so warm."

Song Qingye sighed comfortably, Chu Yu stretched out his hand and pulled him into his arms, and tucked the quilt behind his back to prevent his back from getting cold.

"Go to sleep." Chu Yu whispered in his ear.

Song Qingye raised his head and stretched his neck to kiss Chu Yu's lips, "Goodnight kiss."

Chu Yu froze for a moment, "What do you mean?"

"After kissing, I can sleep well at night."

"Is it the custom there?" Chu Yu asked.

Song Qingye nodded, "Well, there are also good morning kisses and good afternoon kisses."

Chu Yu's ears turned red, "Why are there so many kisses in your place?"

Chu Yu was amazed at the arrival of Meng Lang in Song Qingye's world, Song Qingye nodded solemnly, "Yes, because I hope that the person I like will have a smooth day."

Chu Yu nodded, lowered his head and gently kissed Song Qingye's lips, "Good night."

Song Qingye buried his face in Chu Yu's chest, the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising, Chu Yu was so easy to deceive.

The next morning, the group set off, but whenever there was business to be done, Song Qingye was neat and tidy, and woke up by himself early in the morning without Chu Yu calling him.

The injury on Song Qingye's inner thigh was gone, and he was still heroic when he got on the horse.

Lu Xingshang told them that after passing the first two towns, they had to take the waterway, and this trip was to do business in the border area of ​​the Tianjin Dynasty.

"I got some foreign cloth by chance before, but I didn't expect it to be very popular with rich ladies. This time I want to buy some in large quantities."

Lu Xingshang and Song Qingye rode side by side, talking to him about their next plans.

There will be many foreign races doing business in the border area. Song Qingye is very interested in this, and maybe he can get some unexpected materials.

The road was deserted and there was not even a tea shed, so the group had to find a shady place to rest for a while.

Song Qingye took out the sesame seed cakes he had prepared, and took out the meat sauce he made himself, scooped a few spoons into the sesame seed cakes, and the simple Roujiamo was ready, and handed it to Chu Yu for him to bring to Lu Xingshang.

When Lu Xingshang saw that sesame seed cakes were eaten in this way, he swallowed them until his mouth was glistening, and there was meat sauce inside, which was a bit spicy and delicious, which could not help but whet the appetite.

"Hmm!" His mouth was full of food residue and he couldn't speak, so he could only give Chu Yu and Song Qingye a thumbs up.

There was Lingquan in the bamboo tube, and it tasted sweet. After Song Qingye and Chu Yu drank it, their physical fatigue quickly disappeared.

When Lu Xingshang's subordinates smelled it, they couldn't help salivating and swallowing, but they only had dry cakes in their hands.

From that day forward, when it was time for dinner, Lu Xingshang would come up to Song Qingye with a sullen face, waiting for Song Qingye to figure out something delicious.

"It's so delicious, this spicy one is dogwood, right?"

Lu Xingshang is a businessman after all, so he naturally knows that cornel is used as food.

Song Qingye shook his head and said, "No, it's something called pepper."

Even though Lu Xingshang had been a businessman for many years, he had never heard of it, so he couldn't help being curious. After Song Qingye explained to him, his eyes lit up, "So Qingye, you grow a lot of peppers?"

"Of course there is."

Song Qingye and Lu Xingshang smiled at each other, and they knew what the other was thinking, and they settled the deal in a few words.

It was getting late, but there was still a distance from the town, Lu Xingshang frowned, and said to Song Qingye: "Maybe I'm going to sleep in the open tonight, Qingye..."

Song Qingye looked delicate and tender, Lu Xingshang couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"It's okay, it's fine for Master Lu to decide."

Song Qingye had become accustomed to the life of living in the wind, eating and sleeping in the open as early as the end of the world, and there was often the danger of being besieged by zombies in the middle of the night.

It's just that they met bandits before nightfall.

"Leave all the valuables, and my lord will spare your lives."

The man riding a tall horse has a stern face and a strong figure. He looks very unfavorable. He holds a machete in his hand and looks fierce.

Song Qingye and Chu Yu immediately tensed up, ready to strike at any time.

Lu Xingshang also had thugs accompanying him, so it was naturally impossible to hand over his goods so easily.

The bandit leader originally thought that they were all men in this line of work, but he didn't expect that there would be a handsome brother at the end of the team, and he suddenly became lustful.

"Leave that little brother to my king."

Everyone knew that Song Qingye was a man, so he was a little confused for a while, where did he come from in their caravan?

Song Qingye naturally knew that the other party was talking about himself. After all, when he came to this world, almost no one would not mistake him for his brother at first sight.

Hearing this, Chu Yu frowned slightly, pulled out a shiny dagger from his trouser leg, stepped on the horse's back, and shot it out like a sharp arrow.

The bandit leader didn't expect that someone would dare to resist him, so he picked up the scimitar and slashed at Chu Yu. How could Chu Yu be able to cut it so easily? He turned around in the air strangely, and jumped at the bandit leader Behind him, the sharp point of the knife took the head of the bandit leader.

The bandit leader knew something was wrong, so he gritted his teeth and blocked Chu Yu's attack with a scimitar. Chu Yu frowned slightly, his eagle eyes were as sharp as a blade, and he exuded a savage aura. With his long hair, it took only a breath. The dagger in Chu Yu's hand spun around in the air and fell into Chu Yu's hand again. The speed was like a gust of wind. The bandit leader bent down subconsciously to avoid Chu Yu's attack.

But it was still too late, he felt a stabbing pain in his neck, and bright red blood spurted out, Chu Yu kicked him to the ground, looking down at him, he felt that his internal organs were about to be shattered, against the light , he seemed to see the evil spirit deep in the mud plow.