C59 Sale of Private Salt

Based on her understanding of this era, a lone boy and girl eating together at the same table. Apart from coincidences, only those who had met before being hired would come out together and follow the procedures.

Just the size of the sturdy man and the weak little loli was not suitable for each other. Ning Yan never thought that Zhang Tiehzhu was actually such a person.

Ning Yan randomly walked. With that, she directly walked to the county's' red light district ', and the three floors that had red lanterns hanging from them were extremely quiet. From time to time, there would be girls wearing fresh clothes standing by the windows looking down.

Seeing the young man selling silk flowers, hair strings and rouge powder, Ning Yan also went over. The hot weather young man's attitude was even better, he picked out items on the pole, bought two wooden hairpins, a packet of sour dates powder, and wrapped them up. Ning Yan straightforwardly paid the money, not wanting to be like the others who would go back and forth and deduct all the money, causing her face to turn red from the noise.

While carrying the items she bought earlier, Ning Yan raised her head and looked towards the house. As she neared the house, she was immediately surrounded by the fragrance and stood close to the window. She was dressed in a messy manner and had a fan in her hands, a natural beauty.

What was the difference between this era's brothels and the nightlife of the later generation? Ning Yan was very curious.

After standing downstairs for a long time, Ning Yan saw another familiar person. It was Mrs. Qian's robust little brother, Tang Hu. Have you all agreed to come to the county city today?

Walking to Qian Hu's back, and seeing that Tang Hu's bronze face was covered with a layer of white powder, Ning Yan's eyes almost jumped out.

Qian Hu patted Qian Hu's shoulders, causing him to shiver. He looked over stiffly, and sighed a breath of relief when he saw Ning Yan. It's you! "

"Stop, don't call me Big Sis. I'm not that much older than you, just call me by my name." Elder sister? What a dog! All of the elder sisters in the future would definitely be over fifty years old.

Hearing this, Ning Yan would feel that she was old, shivering uncontrollably!

"Ning Yan?" When the two words came out, it was Qian Hu's turn to shiver. He immediately used a name to call a woman, which was a little strange.

Could it be that Ning Yan had feelings for him? Looking at her robust arms and body, Qian Hu felt that it was more possible. Although there were many young ladies who did not like women to look like this, those married women were the exact opposite. Even a few widows in the village would not be able to move when they saw him.

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly heard Ning Yan asking: "What are you doing here, hiding your head and showing your tail? You're not going to do something illegal or counterattack, are you? "

"How is this possible?" Qian Hu's voice suddenly grew louder.

The sweat on his forehead dripped down. What did it mean to be guilty of a crime, what did it mean to admit it if you don't want to fight? Ning Yan sighed.

As he pulled Qian Hu to the nearby elm forest, Qian Hu tried to push Ning Yan away with his arms, but...

The strength that he was originally very proud of seemed to have disappeared at this moment. He could not push it away, but had instead been squeezed tightly.

When Ning Yan stopped, Qian Hu reached out and hugged herself. When she looked at Ning Yan, her eyes were filled with caution: "What are you doing?"

"…" Ning Yan did not understand, but the young lad was thinking about something unhealthy, and he said, "Speak, what were you doing just now?"

"What do you mean what do you mean? I was just strolling around here and it got in your way."

"Heh …" Ning Yan was dumbstruck before she would believe Qian Hu's words: "You're not going to say it, are you? Wait for me to send you to the yamen before you speak."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Qian Hu jumped back a step.

"You're still pretending? You're still hiding your head and showing your tail. If it wasn't for some illegal act, you wouldn't be so guilty."

"You can't send me to the yamen. My sister's life is still going on and I still don't have any way to get some money. My sister won't be able to drink Bei Feng's wine."

"Your sister can't afford your good intentions."

"You …" Qian Hu's face turned deathly pale, just like the zombies in the movies. The sweat on his forehead dripped as if he didn't need any money, unable to find any words to say.

"Speak, why are you guarding this place? Who are you contacting? What is your purpose?"

"…" Qian Hu was shocked, he did not know what to say, but the lady in front of him could guess what was going on, and squatted down dejectedly at the foot of the tree: "Partnerships with some people, we can earn a lot of money with each other."

"…" In this era, Salt Iron was always controlled by the Shangguan Family and was prohibited from doing so for a long time, but every time the imperial government was discovered, they would act decisively and never let go. Every time they investigated, blood would flow like a river, and as long as they were caught, they would not even think of keeping their lives.

"How long have you been working?"

"Today is the first day."

"Come on, stop it. If you fall inside, your family won't have any hope."

"It doesn't exist, it's impossible. Do you think anyone can sell salt? I've already made the life and death waiver. "

"…" After hearing what Qian Hu said, Ning Yan's face was filled with disbelief: "You sold yourself just like that?"

"…" Qian Hu did not speak, he leaned against the tree as if he was a sage and did not have any desires or requests. Maybe he felt that Ning Yan would hand him over to the officials, and there was an additional indifference on his face, as if he had seen through life and death.

Ning Yan kicked Qian Hu away, seeing Qian Hu clutching his heart, he puckered his eyebrows and rolled his eyes: What should I do, isn't it just selling salt? Sooner or later, salt will become worthless and there will be no profit in selling it. "

"…"

This time, it was Qian Hu's turn to look at Ning Yan the way one would look at an idiot. After thousands of years, the price of salt had always been high. Was he dreaming?

"What kind of gaze do you have? Remember to correct yourself when you go back. With your sneaky look, even a fool would know that you're doing something bad." He would rather finish and wave his hands as he left the elm forest. Ning Yan knew what she wanted to do with her salt after thinking for a while, she just wanted to make the Mrs. Qian have money to spend.

However, this young man was too young to be fooled, and he even made a life and death agreement. He knew that the so-called life and death agreement was a life and death agreement for someone who would be beheaded after the matter was exposed. Ning Yan did not have much feeling towards selling salt. Perhaps because she was used to eating salt, she was not that disgusted.

This dynasty's salt was brewed from seawater, and the salt mines ate the dead. No one knew how to purify the poisonous salt, and since the salt brewing method was too crude, it caused the salt to remain high in the sky.

Ning Yan knew her own business. Salt represented a huge profit, and she could not afford to eat it, not to mention the fact that creating new salt would harm a small portion of people's interests, so she could only take it slowly.

He went back to the shop from the elm forest, and stood in front of the door to take a look, but did not see Zhang Tiehzhu, so he entered. There were already quite a few people at the barbecue shop, and a few beggars were squatting opposite to them.

Ah Wang sorted out the leftover meat skewers and placed them directly into the beggar bowl.

Ning Yan did not have much of an opinion on the Ah Wang's methods, but looking at the beggar who had a full beard and tail, he felt a little uncomfortable. Leaving him alone with the idea of working hard to earn money to live, squatting at the corner and begging for food, was not something a man should do.

After cleaning up, he fed the pig to the dogs. Even if he fed the chicken to the New Year, he would still be able to harvest a pot of meat. However, feeding it to these beggars …

It's fine, it's fine. Just treat it as doing good deeds, after looking at it for a while, Ning Yan retracted her gaze. Towards these people who had given up their lives, it would be a waste to even look at them.

After walking into the shop, he was instantly surrounded by a hot and stuffy feeling. No wonder even more people liked to eat outside the temporary shelter that was built, looking at Tang Yi wiping her perspiration with a towel, Ning Yan asked: "Are you tired?"

"Not tired, not tired at all." As Tang Yi spoke, she took a sip of water from the enamel bowl. She was busy with the kitchen, so it was impossible for him to not replenish her water in time.

"Yes."

Ning Yan sat in the shop for a while, then headed back home.

Since he did not need to drive the ox-cart, it would be better for him to go back early. If he went back earlier, he would be able to rest for a while.