Chapter 26

Lingjia village is subordinate to Datong town of Qingyang County. It is located in the south of the central area of the Qing Dynasty. Datong town is large or small. Because of its special geographical environment, water and land transportation are very developed, and there are many businessmen. However, Datong town and even Qingyang County are not rich. The reason is that nearly half of the land in the territory is abandoned due to the tributaries of inland sea.

After nearly half an hour of bumping on the cart, Ling Jingxuan and his party finally arrived in the town, because today is the day of the fair. People have been setting up stalls in the market for a long time. The two rows of shops on Qingshi road have opened their doors early to welcome the coming and going customers. It is the first time for Ling Jingxuan and two steamed stuffed buns sitting on the bullock cart to go to the town for the first time. Ling Jingxuan is OK. His previous life is good What haven't you seen? At most, they were just curious. The two steamed stuffed buns were different. Their four eyes were busy looking around. They wanted to jump out of the car and stroll around the whole town of Datong.

"Brother Zhao, where are we going

Doting on kneading the head of a small bun, Ling Jingxuan raises his head and looks at Zhao Dalong sitting in front of him. Have they entered the market for a long time?

"We will send you directly to the fish market. In recent years, under the administration of Hu county magistrate, Datong town is not what it used to be. There is a special area for selling everything, and the fish market is at the back of the market."

It is not Zhao Dalong who answers him, but Han Fei.

"Yes, the magistrate of Hu county is competent, but isn't the magistrate appointed every three years? I remember that Hu county magistrate was appointed to Qingyang County five years ago. Why is he still in office now? "

If there was a plan, there would be no confusion. If it hadn't been for him five years ago, I'm afraid the original owner and the steamed stuffed bun would have died? If an ancient man can have this ability, he can be regarded as a talented person.

"Alas It's not that there is no one above. Hu county magistrate is really a good official. When he is three years old, we all think he will be promoted. Who knows... "

Speaking of this, Han Fei can't help but sigh. It's a pity that the magistrate Hu is a good official for the country and the people

"Don't talk too much. It's too much to be heard."

Zhao Dalong, who was always quiet, turned his head and whispered. Han Fei's lips moved, but he didn't say anything at all. It's true that the affairs of the officials are not what they should discuss.

"Ha ha..."

Ling Jingxuan smiles. He can understand Zhao Dalong's behavior. Officials protect each other. Since ancient times, everyone knows about it, but no one dares to say it, because the consequences are not acceptable to ordinary people.

"Jing Peng? And Jingxuan, how did you come here? "

When the ox cart was passing by a grocery store, a young man who had just seen off the guests suddenly stopped them. At the moment of seeing Ling Jingxuan, the man's white and gentle face obviously slipped by, and then he raised a brilliant and warm smile. Ling Jingxuan lightly swept and recognized his identity almost instantly. Ling Jingwei, the second son of the uncle's family, was two years older than him In order to read for several years, I worked in the grocery store as a teenager. Later, I married the shopkeeper's daughter and became a cashier.

"To brother Wei."

Ling Jingpeng is not very natural to look at Ling Jingxuan, scratching his head, shyly called.

"Are they Ling Wen and Ling Wu? You are so cute, you wait, wait... "

Ling Jingwei didn't seem to mind their estrangement. Smiling and touching the heads of the two children, Ling Jingwei turned back and hurried into the shop. Within a few minutes, he rushed out again. He held three oil paper bags in his hand and gave them to the steamed buns: "this is osmanthus cake. Take it and eat it when you are hungry."

"No, we're not hungry."

Avoid his hand, three steamed stuffed buns blush shyly refuse.

"This Jingxuan

Ling Jingwei can't hide his embarrassment. He turns to Ling Jingxuan, who has never spoken.

"Take it."

"Thank you, second uncle!"

With Ling Jingxuan's words, Ling Wen three people also dare not refuse, and after a moment's hesitation, Ling Jingwei can't help but smile again. Looking at Ling Wenling and Lingwu's eyes, with a twisted and weird doting, Ling Jingxuan's eyes sank: "brother Jingwei, we still have something to do, next time we have a chance to talk."

After that, Zhao Dalong's tacit understanding of driving the bullock cart with his whip did not even give him the chance to refuse. Ling Jingwei stood at the door of the shop until the cart was drowned in the crowd, and then he turned back to the shop with his fist tightly.

"Brother, don't get too close to Jingwei, he..."

Ling Jingpeng, who wanted to say something, swallowed the rest of the words when he saw the steamed buns. His young face was full of embarrassment and entanglement.

"Ha ha You can go back and talk about it. "

Ling Jingwei is very enthusiastic at first, but his words are full of flaws. Who in the family is not taking him and his two children as monsters? Ling Jingwei wanted to wipe out the disgrace of his family. It was better for Ling Jingwei to send things enthusiastically at the first meeting, which was too obvious. Although he could not guess his purpose for the time being, but If he was calculated by such a thing, he Ling Jingxuan might as well hit himself to death.

"Well."

Ling Jingpeng nods, but his sight always seems to sweep to Ling Wenling. His eyes are full of worry and anger.The fish market is located at the back of the market. Although they go out early, they delay a lot of time on the way. Good stalls are occupied by people. Zhao Dalong can only drive the ox cart to the corner. Four adults work together to move the big barrel down, and three buns stand aside with oil paper bags.

"We can only sell it here. But your fish is big and fat. We have to go to the iron shop and pick you up later."

"OK, please brother Han."

After seeing off three members of Zhao Dalong's family, Ling Jingxuan looked up at the nearby fishmongers. His eyes dropped and he waved to Ling Jingpeng and two steamed stuffed buns. They murmured for a long time before they separated.

"Selling fish, farmhouse cultured medicine fish, fat and big, the little girl ate to keep more beautiful, the young man ate more lively, the old man ate to nourish the body and mind..."

"Beautiful sister, buy a fish to go back. This is the medicine fish that my father fed with all kinds of precious tonics. My sister will be more beautiful after eating it."

"Uncle, buy fish. My father fed it with tonic. It's delicious."

"Sell fish, fat and big exclusive medicine fish..."

After a while, the four people yelled and opened one after another. Passers-by did not stop to gather around. The two steamed stuffed buns were sweet and clever. No matter who was called by their brothers and sisters, many uncles and aunts with wrinkled faces laughed and bloomed. Ling Jingxuan and his brothers almost boasted of their fish.

"The child's mouth is so sweet. Oh, the fish is so big. Is it really fed with medicinal herbs? How to sell it? "

"That's not true? I've studied for several years since I was a child, and I know a little about the art of Qi Huang. I fed it with tonic herbs such as Dangshen and Huangqi. As long as it costs 10 Wen a Jin, would you like one? "

Seeing that someone had taken the bait, Ling Jingxuan bent down and grabbed a large silver carp weighing at least six or seven kilograms. His thin and handsome face was full of warm smile. Basically, his patched coarse linen clothes could not cover his natural ease and elegance. His every move showed the scholar's elegance and elegance.

"If you speak so well, give me one."

"Hello, elder sister, wait a moment."

"I want one too..."

"Give me two carp..."

"Me too..."

had the first business, and the next business was awesome. The crowd gathered to show that they wanted to buy fish, and how happy they were to sell the dumplings. Ling Jingpeng was busy weighing them. Several people worked together, and soon sold two barrels of fish, and copper covered the wooden boxes at their feet.

"Dad, we made a lot of money."

The business is in waves. After the previous guests left, the business gradually faded. The four people who were so busy that they could finally have a rest. The two steamed stuffed buns looked at the money in the wooden box and cried out with excitement. At first, they thought they couldn't sell it. After all, they usually only sold eight Wen and a catty. They didn't expect The people in the town are much richer than those in their village.

"Ha ha If you're happy

After peddling for a long time, his voice was a little uncomfortable. Ling Jingxuan didn't want to talk too much. Looking at the sky, it seemed that it was late. The bazaar should be the most lively. Ling Jingxuan turned his head and asked, "Jingpeng, can you look at it alone?"

"Well, it's OK. I'll yell the way you taught me. It won't take long for all of them to be sold out."

"Well, you watch first. I'll try to sell the jam. By the way, I'll give Jinghan some medicine and buy some necessities."

With that, Ling Jingxuan stood up. The little buns who were immersed in a lot of copper money didn't notice it. The two brothers looked at each other and couldn't help laughing. The money was earned in the purse. Were you afraid that it would fly away?

"Xiaowen, Xiaowu, we are going to sell jam. Will you go?"

Holding up two jars with jam, Ling Jingxuan closed his eyes and looked at them funny.

"Yes, I will go with my father."

The small steamed bun rushed to embrace his leg without thinking about it. The big one was embarrassed to look at him and look at the money box. His small face was full of tangles. After a while, he looked at his father and hesitated and said, "why don't I stay with my uncle to sell fish?"

Well, he admitted that he couldn't do without money and wanted to stay to make more money.

"Oh? I'll take whatever I want? "

Pick eyebrows, Ling Jingxuan evil interest to hook up the corner of the lip.

"No way!"

The next second, big bunzi's pupils shrank, and he looked at his father with a negative hand like a small adult: "Dad, you must spend money again. I'd better go with you."

With that, big buns squatted down and took out a worn-out money bag from his arms. He counted twenty copper plates and put them in. Ling Jingxuan almost didn't lie down for him. They have so many things to buy. What can twenty coppers do?

"Cough Brother, whatever you want. "

Ling Jingpeng, who was forced to smile, patted him on the shoulder sympathetically. It was hard for him to have such a mean and mean son.He didn't have a good breath to stare at the gloating little brother. Ling Jingxuan originally wanted to let the big steamed stuffed bun not take money at all. He was so angry that he didn't want to open his mouth decisively. He turned around and walked out with the jar in his arms.

"Daddy, wait for us."

Seeing this, the two steamed stuffed buns quickly followed up hand in hand. The father and son soon drowned in the sea of people. Ling Jingpeng burst out a terrible laugh after holding back for a long time. Since he woke up, their home seemed to be more and more lively and interesting.