After Emptying the Enemy’s Warehouse, He Carried Supplies To Survive the Disaster Years

 Chapter 11 The First Transaction

The next day, the caravan set off as scheduled. The number of carriages following on the road decreased and increased. Ziyu's mule cart always followed the middle of the caravan.

The snow continued intermittently along the way, and a thick layer accumulated on the ground. The driver had to get down and lead the animals.

 The caravans all put on woolen jackets and had leggings tied around their legs. It was difficult to tell who was who in the group that was traveling through the wind and snow.

On the way, I met a group of exiled prisoners. They were wearing cotton-padded clothes but single trousers. Their cotton-padded shoes had been soaked by the snow, and their faces were bruised by the cold. The escorting officials were also so cold that they shrank their hands and feet.

From time to time, he whipped his whip to drive away a group of people who were about to lose consciousness due to the cold, but the whip could not drive away the cold.

“Damn, what the **** is the weather like this year? It’s snowing so much just at the beginning of November.” An officer stomped his feet and complained.

　　The whip in his hand was struck on a prisoner who could not walk, and he cursed loudly.

“If you don’t move faster, I will bury all of you here, bah!”

 …

With a wave of the small flag in Steward Wang's hand, the caravan came to a halt. Xiao Wu trotted forward to talk to the leading officer.

Ziyu could only hear the intermittent sounds blown by the wind, and discern the content of the words from the mouth shape of the leading officer.

Xiao Wu took off his leggings, and the leading officer took them and tied them to his legs, walked a few steps, and nodded with satisfaction.

 Xiao Wu thanked him and didn't ask for the leggings back.

Xiao Wu called on his companions to carry four frames of leggings to the exiled prisoner, and gave priority to each of the ten officials to give a pair of leggings.

The officers who had benefited were **** one after another, and the leading officer whipped them on the snow, causing flying snowflakes.

 “If you want to buy something, hurry up, don’t wait!”

 “Come, come, come, lamb wool leggings are on sale exclusively. They are warm and waterproof. A pair only costs two taels of silver.”

Xiao Wu took two leggings in hand and took the opportunity to publicize, causing a commotion among the exiles.

People who couldn't bear the cold no longer cared about hiding their belongings, and took out their hidden treasures from the bottom of the box.

Gold rings, gold beans, gold cakes, and jade pendants, all the official officials were so excited to see.

The four frames of leggings that were brought were not enough to change, so Xiaowu brought two more frames to barely get enough. The exiles tied the leggings to their legs and bodies one after another.

Ziyu looked at this scene coldly. She didn't know how many people were implicated in the An Guohou case. Few of these people could fall into such a situation, and few of them were innocent.

Even young children who have enjoyed the blessings of their parents should also accept the sins they have committed.

Ziyu glanced at Ziluo, who was looking at Ziluo curiously, and pulled the mule cart to keep up with the speed of the caravan. The two parties quickly distanced themselves.

Although everyone is traveling in the same direction, their ultimate fate is different.

 …

Baili Mansion, named after the Baili Mountains, is the junction city between the north and the south. The city is filled with two styles: rough and delicate.

After settling in the inn, Ziyu, under the guidance of Xiao Wu, sold the fifteen lamb skins in his hand at seven taels of silver each, making a net profit of ninety taels.

Two taels of silver more than Manager Wang expected. Although the mosquito legs were small, they were still meat. Ziyu was quite happy about this.

She found that it was easier to make money than she thought by selling goods from the north to the south in this foreign world with the blessing of space, so she settled down and prepared to make more trips.

“Due to the heavy snow, prices this year are better than in previous years.

The weather is abnormal. Manager Wang said he would leave tomorrow. "

  Xiaowu happily put the 35 taels of silver notes close to his body. They were not allowed to bring private goods after crossing the Baili Mountains. This was the rule set by Manager Wang for them.

“Little brother, please turn a blind eye to what’s going on in the caravan.

 We all have a family to support, and we cannot support a large family with just that little salary. please! "Xiao Wu's smiling eyes were sharp.

“Little Fifth Brother, I don’t understand what you are saying. I am just a stranger who came to the south with the caravan.”

Ziyu is not afraid of Xiao Wu's threat. Most people who dare to do business are lickers, and selling private goods is completely harmless in her opinion.

 “This brother of yours, the fifth brother recognizes you!

After I have saved enough money in two years, I will move to Baili City to open a restaurant, and I will ask my little brother for advice! "

Xiao Wu reached out to hug Ziyu's shoulders, but suddenly found that the height difference between the two was not even a little bit different.

“Hahaha, little brother, you have to eat more to grow up into a mighty man like Fifth Brother!” Xiao Wu patted his strong chest.

Ziyu immediately moved away from this thick man. If she really grew up like him, she would never find a good husband in her life.

Ziyu, who has never tasted the taste of a man, has never thought about being single again in this life, and the idea of ​​abducting a few men who live in the village has come up from time to time.

  Men can hug each other, so can she!

I just don’t know if this beautiful wish can be realized in this different time and space!

"You are a bear. If you want to open a restaurant, you should establish a good relationship with Bao Jiu. I have taught him all these skills."

 Ziyu decided to stay away from these rough guys after arriving in the south.

　　Not only did he always make fun of her height, but he also wanted to introduce her to a soft girl, which she was not happy with.

 …

Since he had to cross the Baili Mountains, Ziyu only bought necessary daily necessities, and the caravan stopped selling goods.

Everyone traveled lightly and lightly, and encountered two teams escorting exiled prisoners in the mountains, which also added to the safety of the caravan.

Manager Wang, who was far away from the deported prisoners, looked gloomy. He saw five teams of deported prisoners along the way.

The An Guohou case involves too wide a scope, and Manager Wang, who is afraid that his family will be affected, intends to withdraw from the caravan and redeem his family.

 Wang Guanshi, who had this intention, was even more eager to return to Jiang Mansion as soon as possible.

Ziyu obviously felt that the time to stop and rest along the way was shortened, but she carefully kept Ziluo in the mule cart all the way, and was always alert to the surrounding situation.

When a plain appeared in front of her, Ziyu let out a breath. It was safe to go to the south!

 …

 Jiangfu in December.

 The warm sun in winter penetrates the gray sky, bringing gradual warmth. The sunshine is gentle and genial.

The group of people wearing woolen coats took off their heavy coats one after another, shouting with joy and whipping their whips to speed up.

 Three days later, Ziyu said goodbye to the caravan at the city gate, and she was going to the next city.

“Little brother, let’s say goodbye! I hope we have a chance to meet one day!” Manager Wang stood at the gate of the city and bid farewell to Ziyu.

“Little brother, when you get to Jiang Mansion, you must come to Wang’s house to have a drink with us.” Xiao Wu said with some reluctance.

 “Brothers, please go slowly, see you later!”

Ziyu stood on the mule cart and bowed her hands to everyone, driving the mule cart and disappearing from the sight of a group of men with weathered faces.

 She doesn’t want these people to know their gender for the time being, so it’s better to stay away!

 …

  Qingyang Mansion.

From the map, Qingyang Prefecture is located between Jiangfu and Shangdu Prefecture, and it only takes three days to drive to the port.

Ziyu, who is driving alone, will take Ziluo to sit in front of her when it is warm at noon and drive slowly.

“Brother, where are we going?” Zi Luo, who had returned to boy’s clothes, raised her head and asked.

 (End of this chapter)