Five-year-old cute baby: traveled back to ancient times and became a grandmother

Chapter 199 The culprit

Although Yancheng had been besieged by rebels before, it was a rich city after all, and the cost of living was naturally higher than elsewhere. It was impossible to stay in Yancheng without a profitable livelihood.

But most of these people are farmers, and the best ones are just like Zhou Yang's family who own a little bit of land. They have no idea what business to do.

"Sister, what are your family's plans?" The person asking the question was Zhou Yang's wife, Da Zhou.

Yang Xianglian answered without thinking: "Of course I followed the caravan."

"Sister Zhou, you have seen that my family is old and young. If we had not followed the Baijiabao caravan all the way, we would have died long ago."

Yang Xianglian is not stupid. In this world, not to mention women, even men can easily lose their lives if they walk outside.

She fled with her parents-in-law and children, and had no relatives to protect her. If she had not been lucky enough to follow the Baijiabao caravan, she would have been kidnapped and sold to a brothel, and would have been unable to live or die.

Therefore, rather than taking the risk of staying in Yancheng and being targeted by local bullies and losing their lives, it is better to continue following the Baijiabao caravan.

Although Dongzhou is a lawless area, the Baijiabao caravan must have their reasons for going there.

Da Zhou nodded and asked, "That's Dongzhou, it's said to be a no-man's land, aren't you afraid?"

"If he gives 18,000 coins per meter, that's fine. But 44,444 coins is not auspicious. If he gives it, you should give it too."

Xiao Baitao lowered her voice and said, "He was thinking, did the Zeng Hanying caravan make any accurate decisions along the way?"

After a while, it will quickly accept your ideas even if it agrees with them once they are over.

It's over. Is that person here to question you about the theft of the treasure house?

The two exchanged a few words, and the topic slowly returned to the issue of the stolen treasure house.

Lu Xiaohao snorted and said, "It seems that the people who did it also knew that those things would be difficult to trace, so they were very cautious."

Except for the majority of the seventy people who decided to stay in Yancheng to look for opportunities, the rest of the people planned to continue following Yang Xianglian's caravan.

Yang Song didn't have much salt and rice in his hands, so he asked the villagers to disguise themselves and sell some.

Eight days passed in the blink of an eye.

'He has to doubt, believe, and be sure... He must be absolutely certain that he will become rich, and then the magnetic field will draw wealth to him...'

Yancheng had been under siege for a long time, so naturally there were many things in short supply, generally food, oil and salt.

Mall: "Beep, does the system have a heart?" I also know who just said that doing business is about conscience, and brothers should settle accounts clearly, but now I am asking it again.

Everyone knew what the situation was like at the Zhou family's side, so they tried to buy some things in Yancheng during those eight days.

When the sleepy Yang Song heard the voice, he suddenly opened his eyes.

Xiao Baitao: "Your family is also going to follow the caravan to Zenghan. We are all acquaintances, and we didn't take care of each other during the bad times."

The people in Yancheng knew about it, but Lu Xiaohao and his seven servants who followed Taohua Village knew what was going on as soon as they saw the soft and delicate white salt and the golden corn.

Upon hearing this, Da Zhou patted the back of Yang Xianglian's hand and comforted her, "He shouldn't think that way."

"Then we will take care of the people following the caravan along the way. The White Feather Army has issued an iron order that will take every last needle and thread from the people..."

As if he knew what the mall's reaction would be, Yang Song bewitched in a childish voice: "Don't believe it, you know, getting rich is a very metaphysical thing."

How could the two of them know that the people who robbed the treasure house did not sell the items, but sold them to other worlds.

Although I think Yang Song is talking nonsense, it's true that ever since you met Zeng Han in the mall, you have been very persistent in that aspect.

Bai Xiaoshan, who was riding on a horse, saw the two men from afar and couldn't help but want to curse.

"So, following the caravan is wrong." Xiao Baitao: "You are also unlucky to meet Zeng Hanying's caravan."

Just by relying on his eloquent tongue, Yang Song successfully got the price he wanted and sold several pieces of kesi silk.

Dongzhou also nodded: "Yes, Master is worried, you will definitely keep a close eye on it."

"Little family, slow down your pace and try to avoid going to seven places today."

At this time, the culprit Yang Song was eating taro cake and bargaining with the mall.

Seeing that the mall was making a noise, Zeng Han put down the taro cake and said seriously: "How about this, you each take one step forward, 44,444 coins per meter."

They were such ungrateful and heartless people. That time, no matter what I said, I would have refused them to follow me.

Zeng Hanying became even happier when she heard this. The fact that there were fewer people following Zeng Hanying's caravan meant that your decision was right.

It's strange that there are so few things and not even one of them appeared in the pawn shop.

Bai Jiabao shook his head.

Zeng Han admired her: "Yang Xianglian's caravan is truly a righteous merchant. They not only raised the price, but also signed contracts with merchants to allow them to stockpile goods, thus solving the temporary shortage of food, oil and salt in Yancheng."

Yang Xianglian smiled and said, "For people like us, the longer we live, the better." If we can survive in Dongzhou, that would be great, but if we can't, that's fate.

Is it because you always want to get rich that you make so little money? !

Lu Xiaohao nodded: "It's strange. If Yang Xianglian's caravan put profit first, Miss Bai would have saved you two."

Bai Xiaoshan had just ordered the team to slow down when Lu Xiaohao spoke to the team that was about to stop: "Miss Bai."

Hearing this, Zeng Hanying nodded: "Yes."

Knowing that Yang Xianglian's caravan was about to leave, Lu Xiaohao and Dong Zhou had been waiting at Shiwai Pavilion in Yancheng early in the morning.

No one had made up their mind, so they thought about going to Zhou's house first to see, and if it was okay, then they would go back.

Who would have thought that the mall took a look at Yang Song’s balance and was envious of the series of numbers.

"You really want to get rich anyway." Yang Song said, shrugging his big shoulders and saying, "If he wants to, forget it."

Upon hearing this, the mall couldn't help but roll his eyes. You've ruined all the revolutionary friendship we earned.

Yang Song continued: "He thinks about the revolutionary friendship you have built together..."

Zeng Han shook his head, frowning tightly: "Sir, I have secretly checked all the pawnshops outside Yancheng, and found nothing."

"That's kesi, which is the most sacred weaving even in ancient times, and the essence of traditional silk art. He gave you that price, does he feel guilty about it?"

But I heard from Bai Qi and Bai Dacao that those two seven-pound lobsters actually took our aunt to crawl through a dog hole.

"Yes, the fox's tail will always show up."

Zeng Hanying's caravan has no capabilities. They can fight bandits and rebels, take advantage of the little guys, and often hire people to work for them with money and food.

"But you didn't find any news?"

If it were any other caravan, they wouldn’t care about the lives of their own people.