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Chapter 139 The parents on the road to escape 37

"I'm not crazy, just open it and take a look."

Cao Wenwen opened his purse, and a touch of gold was revealed inside. He immediately stuffed the purse into his arms, and like He Shichang, he covered the purse in his arms and smiled so much that the corners of his mouth almost reached his ears.

The two of them kept the same posture and the same smile, and appeared in front of Yuan Xi again.

The three of them talked happily, and Cao Wenwen wrote a letter on the spot, "Brother Zhang, when you arrive at Baishi City, give this letter to a clerk named Qi. He is a good friend of mine, and his second uncle is responsible for giving it to you." Arrange the place.”

"As long as he opens his mouth, it will basically be done. My good friend is a layman and likes gold and silver and other common things."

Several people smiled tacitly.

He Shichang and Cao Wenwen watched the Zhangjiacun team go away.

After no one was seen, He Shichang said to Cao Wenwen in a weird tone: "Just for this little money~"

"Old Cao, how can you give in for this little money? It's not like you anymore."

Cao Wensheng said solemnly: "Humph, I hit it off with Brother Zhang, so there's nothing wrong with doing him this favor."

"Am I the kind of person who would give in for money?"

"You are." He Shichang glanced at him with contempt.

"Nonsense, am I doing it for the silver? It's obviously for the gold."

If you don't give money, you can give gold.

He Shichang rolled his eyes and flew up. This man is really thick-skinned than the city wall.

On the other side of the Zhangjia Village team, the clan leader covered his chest in distress, "Twenty taels of gold are just gone."

"Clan leader, please be patient, these are necessary expenses."

"I know, please leave me alone."

Yuan Xi held his palm up and stretched it out in front of the clan leader.

The patriarch slapped his hand away, "What for?"

"You didn't listen to what Cao Wenwen said. His friends like gold and silver and other common things the most. When we ask for help, we must not do what they like."

The patriarch got lucky and put a bunch of keys in Yuan Xi's hand, "Take it and disappear from my eyes quickly."

Yuan Xi took the keys given by the clan leader, went to the two carriages in the middle of the team, said hello to the security team guarding the carriages, got in the carriage and opened several boxes of gold and silver jewelry seized from Black Tiger Village. Prepare gifts for Qi Wenwen who loves worldly things.

White Rock City.

Yuan Xi and others were blocked outside the city, with refugees lining up in front of them. The queue was so long that they could only see the city tower from a distance.

"Third brother, tell them to turn around and return to the open space they just passed by to rest."

The clan leader looked worried at the long queue. There were too many people, "We'll have to wait until the Year of the Monkey and the Horse."

"Clan leader, get in the car."

Yuan Xi sat in the car and stretched out his hand from the car window to wave to the patriarch.

"Where are you going?"

"Let's go to the city to do business. Let my brother and Qi Hu take care of this place first."

"Just the three of us?" The patriarch pointed to the two of them and Zhang Yan who was driving the car outside.

"It's not like we're going to fight. Why are we bringing so many people with us? As long as we get the pass, our village can go directly to Dongyang Mansion in another direction."

"Too."

The three of them sat in a donkey cart and walked around the refugee team, walking from the side and approaching the city gate. Soldiers began to clear the refugee team, unlike the chaotic crowd behind them, which blocked the road.

Yuan Xi relied on He Shichang's relationship and a little money to help the three of them enter Baishi City directly through the privileged passage without queuing.

At the side door of the Yamen, Yuan Xi and the clan leader stood outside and knocked on the door, and an old man came out.

"What's the matter?"

"Let's find all the paperwork."

"Xiao Wu, those who are looking for Qi Wenwen, you take them there." The old man asked someone to lead the way for the two of them. He sat on a chair, holding a small teapot in his hand and occasionally drank a few sips at leisure.

Yuan Xi looked at him and remembered that the security guard at the gate of the community was exactly the same.

"Hey, okay."

Xiao Wu was very young, still childlike, about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a straight face and a serious expression.

He didn't talk much on the road and led the way quietly.

"That room is where Qi's clerk works."

Yuan Xi looked over and saw that several doors were open and there were several tables inside. There were piles of documents on each table.

Before they could get closer, someone staggered out of the room. Yuan Xi looked over and couldn't help but take a few more glances. He saw the dark circles under his eyes, his pale face, his shaky figure, and his look of shame. He was about to fall down in a second, but he held on with his tenacious perseverance.

"You are so dedicated, you are working with your life." Yuan Xi thought to himself.

"dong dong dong"

Xiao Wu stood at the door and knocked gently, "Qi Wenwen, someone is looking for you."

"It's Xiao Wu, who is looking for me?"

Qi Wenwen looked at the two unknown people outside the door, "Who are you?"

Yuan Xi took out the letter and said, "Cao Wen asked us to bring you a letter."

"Old Cao?"

Qi Wenwen suddenly understood something, "Xiao Wu, you go down and do your work first."

He read the letter at a glance and had a clear idea.

"You want a pass to go to Dongyang Mansion."

"Yes."

"This matter is not easy to handle. There are regulations on where the refugees can be resettled. It would be too arbitrary to just go wherever they want. This will increase our workload a lot, right?"

He didn't refuse explicitly, and kept looking at the two people, especially the package behind Yuan Xi.

"It's really troublesome for Qi Shunsheng. This is a special product we bring."

Yuan Xi put the package gently on the table, opened the blue package with a "bang" sound, and found a rough clay pot inside. Qi Wenwen thought it was made from pickles. It was so close that he could smell it. A pickle smell.

"This is?"

The person introduced by Lao Cao must not be a fool, right?

Couldn’t it be that there are really pickles in it?

Could it be that Lao Cao’s reminder was too tactful? Why don't you talk to him more directly next time?

Yuan Xi opened the lid and saw the golden light inside. Seeing Qi Wenwen's eyes widened, he immediately closed the lid.

"There are some pickles in it. They are our thoughts. Just Qi Wenwen doesn't mind it."

Qi Wenwen hugged the jar and said shamelessly: "Gifts are light on gifts but affection is heavy on friendship. It's not the price of the gift, it's the thought that matters."