Plane Supermarket

Chapter 108

It was still dark outside the window, and the rooster crowing broke the silence in Linzi City. The turmoil in the city yesterday seemed to be still in sight. The servants got up when the rooster crowed. Indoor walking.

The servants carried water for cooking, or cleaned the porch, and they started working when they got up in the morning.

But after all, it is a common people's family, not an aristocratic family, the rules are not so strict, and they will get together to talk when they are working.

"Your Majesty is back." The servants were head to head.

The maid said in a low voice, "The lord asked us to buy more food last night."

"Linzi may be closed."

The servants looked at each other and thought it was very possible.

"If the city is closed, the merchants inside the city will not be able to leave, and those outside will not be able to enter." The maid was a little worried, "The fish that Madam likes to eat must be fresh."

Linzi is a plain, with only one river outside the city. Farmers outside the city would carry baskets on their backs to the city every day to sell vegetables.

However, relying on farmers outside the city is not enough to produce enough food to feed the people of Linzi City.

Therefore, the rations of the common people still depend on grain merchants.

It's just that countries don't welcome businessmen very much. Businessmen don't stay in one place for a long time. Many of them are spies from other countries. Every time they go to a place, they may spread rumors, collect information, and bribe officials.

They cannot be used by the country, have no morals, and can do anything for money.

So monarchs both liked the goods they brought and knew they were a threat.

But to the common people, merchants are very likable. Most of them have never left their homeland all their lives, and all their knowledge of the outside world comes from merchants who have traveled far and wide. Without merchants, they would lack a lot of things.

For example, the needles of Lu State, the fabrics of Zhao State, and the bacon of Wei State. Without merchants, they would not be able to buy them anyway.

The upper class is afraid of businessmen, but they cannot do without them.

The lower classes like merchants, and they wish that countless merchants could flood into Linzi to bring more and cheaper goods to the people of Linzi.

"Madame's appetite has become worse and worse since she got pregnant." Another maid sighed, "After getting pregnant, she lost weight, and there was no flesh on her face."

The maids were worried. When the leftists took control of the government, the merchants had already left a lot.

The merchants didn't want to make a profit, and they felt that Chen Guo was going to be in chaos, so they immediately packed up their belongings and properties and left.

Anyway, I do business wherever I go, and when I leave Linzi, there are plenty of places to choose from.

"The bean paste that my lord loves is no longer available." The maid sighed, "The lord just asked us to buy more yellow rice."

The person next to him whispered, "The price of yellow rice is high."

The price of grain in Linzi has always been high, and it is a big grain-producing country, but the price of grain is the highest among all countries.

The king has no secrets, but any secret will surely be known to everyone. Zuo Tu has controlled the government for less than three days, and all the people in Linzi know that Zuo Tu has messed up the government.

Scholars would also take to the streets to scold them, thinking that the Zuo disciples were not the king's lineage, and that they controlled the government for the purpose of stealing the country, and it was impossible for them to last long.

Although the scholars didn't have much respect for Chen Hou, they all believed that Chen Hou was the orthodox monarch, and the land of Chen State was bestowed by the emperor, which was justified.

Fortunately, Zuo Tu is not a fool, but he didn't harm these scholars and let them go to the street to curse every day.

After a long time, the scholars got tired of scolding. After all, they were scholars, and they were useless except to use their mouths. Even if they wanted to find someone to "help the old family", they had to have a leader who was willing to listen to them.

The maid in the room trotted out: "Madam is awake, Madam said she wants to eat fresh fish noodles."

The working maids looked at each other, and the short maid said to the others, "Let me go out and have a look."

"Bring the money." The maids sighed, "If you can't buy fresh fish, buy some dried fish and come back, I think Madam won't lose her temper."

The little maid nodded, she carried the bamboo basket and walked out the door.

She is a servant of this family, and her parents and brothers have been servants of this family for generations.

Rather than saying that she is a slave, it is better to say that she is a half-master, the confidant of the masters. She grew up with young masters and ladies, and she has also studied. To buy this kind of thing, it is mostly the servants who are valued. Dry.

The maid walked cautiously on the road. Linzi City was quieter than before. There were almost no people on the side of the road. The teahouses and guest houses in the past were also closed. She looked at the ruts on the road and timidly detoured.

After walking for a while, she finally came to the place where she used to buy fish.

The surrounding farmers would carry their poles to the base of the inner city wall before dawn to sell.

The patrolling soldiers will charge them a sum of money, but it is not too much. If there is too much, the farmers will not come again.

But today she did not see a single farmer.

The maid stood where she was, with a bitter expression on her face. The wife had lost her appetite since she was pregnant, and she could only eat the fish that used to be fishy. The lord and his wife really love each other. The lord said when he married his wife, After this daughter, he will never take a concubine in his life, and he will not make her sad because of it.

But the wife has been married for eight years, and finally conceived a child, but she lost weight.

The lord couldn't eat because of this, and the servants in the family were also worried, fearing that something would happen to his wife.

If something happens to the madam, the lord will not be able to survive.

The lord even asked the doctor if the wife's health would get better if she didn't want the child.

It's a pity that the doctor said that if the abortion is forced, the wife may not be able to hold on.

The lord just gave up, and looked sad every day, guarding his wife every day.

Seeing it in her eyes, the maid was anxious in her heart, wishing she could suffer for Madam, when she was anxious, tears filled her eyes.

"What's the matter?" The man passing by saw the little lady standing by the wall crying, and said with a smirk: "Which young man made you sad?"

The maid sniffed, wiped her eyes, and didn't care about the man's frivolous tone: "The fish seller in the past didn't come."

Seeing that she was willing to talk to him, the man was a little flattered, and quickly said: "Here you come! Why didn't you come, but they all went to the south of the city, and the people over there were watching the fun. The fish seller saw that there were many people there, so he went It's sold over there."

"Really?" The maid's eyes lit up.

The man rubbed his nose, lowered his head slightly, and said, "Can I still lie to you? The scholars have all passed by. The king returned to the city yesterday and brought back a few people. They all said that there is a miracle in the south of the city, and I am going to go there too."

The maid didn't care about miracles or not, she only cared about buying the fish back for herself.

So she bowed her knees slightly to the man to express her gratitude, and then immediately walked towards the south of the city.

The originally deserted street got closer and closer to the south of the city, and there were more and more people, but most of them were young people—it looked like they had sneaked out of their homes, and the ashes they rubbed on when they climbed the wall were still on their bodies.

The maid looked at the young gentleman with ashes behind the two buttocks in front of her, and she also had a smile on her face.

The two young gentlemen said as they walked: "Isn't it just that you are returning to the city? Why did you leave us at home? Could you still kill people? Then Zhao thief dare not do anything. Your temper is soft, let alone I'll do it."

"Besides, there are no thieves in our family."

"Hmph! Those who vote for thieves are rats! Shameless!"

"Your Majesty returns to the city, we should come out generously. Chen Guojun is back, this is a happy event!"

"When I got home, I said you took me over the wall."

"What?! Obviously you took me!"

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The maid lowered her head and pursed her lips into a smile.

When walking to the south of the city, the maid was shocked by the scene in front of her. Are there so many people in the south of the city?

She saw that almost everyone gathered together to form a human wall. These people included traffickers, men in rich clothes, and young couples.

The maid saw the fishmonger carrying the burden at a glance, and she walked towards him immediately.

When the fishmonger saw her coming, he immediately stood up and smiled flatteringly at her: "The fish caught this morning are all fresh, and they were still alive when they were skewered!"

The maid squatted down, picked left and right in the frame, and finally picked up two fish strung together by willow branches. She took out coins from the purse at her waist, handed them over, and asked, "Why are people crowded here? Is something wrong?"

The fishmonger blushed and said, "Didn't the house of the merchants of the Wei Kingdom be burned down? They said that a group of people came last night. It’s a house, but it’s different from ordinary houses, no, I’ve come to see it.”

The maid was a little surprised: "Overnight?"

The fishmonger nodded: "Exactly! They all said it was a miracle! Earlier, there were people kneeling at the gate of that house!"

Hearing this, the maid also wanted to squeeze into the crowd to take a look. She felt itchy, but she remembered that she had to take the fish back, so she hesitated for a moment, put the fish in the bamboo basket, and headed home. go.

She walked fast, wishing she could go home immediately, and rush back to watch the excitement as soon as the fish was released.

The fishmonger looked at the fish in the box, and all the good fish were picked away, and the rest were small fish, so he no longer put all his heart and soul into doing business, he picked up the pole again, moved left and right Squeeze to the right, wanting to squeeze inside to see what the house looks like.

The more you squeeze in, the more words you hear.

"Look at that window, it is colorless! I don't know what it is made of, and I don't know which country's craftsmen have such craftsmanship."

"Where is there a craftsman with such craftsmanship? I heard that it takes several cities to replace the moonlight cup. This is much more than the moonlight cup. Such a window is worth more than our Linzi."

"I don't know what this house was built with. The roof is so flat, isn't it afraid of snow in winter?"

"The walls are also so smooth that they don't even look like artificial carvings."

"It was built overnight. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe anyone who said it."

"No one dared to knock on the door."

"Hahahahaha, if someone comes out of that room at this time, I'm afraid everyone here will rush away!"

The fishmonger smelled fishy, ​​and his cuffs were stained with water and mud, so he squeezed all the way, and everyone along the way had to give way to him.

He finally squeezed to the front of the crowd, opened his mouth wide open in astonishment, and exclaimed in a low voice, "My dear..."

Before he finished sighing, he gasped together with everyone——the door of this room opened!

The transparent door opens to both sides, what an amazing skill!But before everyone could sigh, they saw a strangely dressed man coming out of it——he just had two arms exposed, and his hair was shaved, with only a layer of stubble on top of his head.

Nowadays, shaving hair is a criminal law, and those who have shaved their hair can be seen as sinners at a glance.

But no matter how you look at it, this person doesn't look like a sinner.

He is not tall, but he has an astonishing aura, with a smile on his face, unexpectedly showing a bit of kindness. He first raises his hands and cups his fists, but he is holding a trumpet-shaped thing in his hand, and he doesn't know what it is.

People saw that although he was astonishing, he looked like an ordinary person, with no more eyes and mouth than ordinary people, so they were not afraid, and some even shouted: "Mr. Lang is the owner of this house?! How was this house built! Last night Did you really invite the glowing elves to repair the house?!"

The crowd was chattering, this is Linzi, their home, and the people in this house did not attack them, so they did not think that they might be in danger, but felt that they were the host and the other party was the guest.

"Everyone be quiet!" The man put the trumpet-shaped thing to his mouth, and his voice was like a bell, even the people standing at the end of the crowd could hear it clearly.

It was like pouring cold water into a frying pan, and the crowd immediately boiled after a brief silence.

"So clear! Is this Thousand Miles Transmission?!"

"I don't think so, I'm afraid this person is practicing martial arts because he has internal strength!"

"...Have you heard too many stories? Where did you get your inner strength? If you have inner strength, why don't you see someone flying into the sky?"

"I think it's thanks to the horn!"

"I think it's the same. I found out earlier that if you put your hands together like a horn and put them close to your mouth, the sound will be louder than if you don't close them."

"It's just that no matter how big the speaker is, it can't make such a loud sound, right?"

The man saw that they were not only not quiet, but their voices were even louder, so he could only say: "Everyone, be quiet! This is my master's property. I just moved here. If you have a rich family, why don't you come in and have a look."

Everyone was in an uproar: "Is it actually a shop?!"

"Such a big house! It's actually a shop?!"

The man shouted again: "If the family is not rich, please don't come in."

This is the first time that the Immortal only deals with the rich. Wu Yan didn't understand at first that the Immortal used to take care of the poor more.

Or the immortal told him that if he really let the poor come in, they can buy meat and food at a low price, what about the people who originally made a living by selling vegetables and fish?They were cut off from their source of income, and either fell into bandits or stole and robbed.

Immortals don't even sell rations and vegetables anymore, only wine and those "rare things" that can't be eaten or drank.

After Wu Yan understood it, he felt that the heart of a fairy and bodhisattva was also concerned about the livelihood of ordinary people, which he himself would never have imagined anyway.

Someone below shouted: "How do you count as a rich family? Since you are open for business, how can you look after the family's wealth? Isn't it enough if you have money?"

Wu Yan shouted: "The things inside are expensive and rare in the world. I'm afraid that if you have money now, you will be ruined when you leave."

"If you don't believe me, you can come in and have a look."

"Don't crowd and step on it." Wu Yan shouted, "Otherwise you will be kicked out."

After finishing speaking, Wu Yan went back to the supermarket.

Only the people in Linzi stared at each other. They all wanted to go in, but they didn't want to be the first ones, so someone shouted: "What are you doing here?! Don't you want to go in?!"

A young gentleman in the crowd was pushed out. He was wearing a red robe, staggered and almost fell to the ground. As soon as he stood up straight, he cursed loudly: "Who the hell pushed me!"

The voice behind shouted: "Your Majesty, won't you go in and have a look?"

"I'm afraid Mr. Xiao Lang doesn't have the guts."

"Nonsense! How can Mr. Lang not have the guts?! I, Chen Guonan, are not weak!"

The young gentleman who is not soft-boned gritted his teeth, scolded the person who pushed him bloody in his heart, and said in his mouth: "How could I be afraid? Isn't it just to go in and have a look? I'm going in now!" "

After finishing speaking, he straightened his back, put on a fearless look, raised his head, like a rooster about to fight, and walked firmly to the square house.

He took a deep breath and walked up the steps.

The steps are wide, but it's not difficult to walk. Mr. Xiao Lang walked to the door, and before he had time to look at the two doors, he was dazzled by the scene at the door.

The light inside the door is bright, I don’t know what kind of lighting it is used for, the normal house is always dark even in the daytime, if you want to read books in the room, you have to dye bean lamps, but the inside of the house is no darker than the outside, and even brighter !

Mr. Xiao Lang looked at his feet again. This is definitely not a stone-paved ground. He has never seen it before.

Mr. Xiao Lang was about to faint, but luckily he was a young man, so he slowly regained his composure and walked forward.

"What do the guests want to see?" A smiling woman greeted her.

Mr. Xiao Lang couldn't help but put his eyes on her arms. The two thin arms were extremely pale. When he looked at the face again, he was so scared that he took a step back. There was a scar on the other party's face!

This scar made the originally delicate and beautiful woman terrifying.

Feng Ling also knew that the scar on her face scared the other party, but she still smiled and said: "Guests, don't worry, I'm not a villain. If I were a villain, how could you get here? What's more, there are so many people outside. won't do anything to you."

Mr. Xiao Lang hurriedly said: "I'm not afraid! What am I afraid of? What is there to be afraid of? Isn't it just a scar? I have it too!"

Feng Ling smiled and said, "It's not on your face."

Mr. Xiao Lang blushed, he was ashamed to say that his scar was on his buttocks, he was still naughty when he was a child, he asked his own father to beat him with a bamboo stick, he made a gash, and left a scar after it healed.

"What do you want to see, sir?" Feng Ling asked, "Do you want wine or cloth clothes? Or exotic things? Jewelry and accessories?"

Mr. Xiao Lang was a little surprised: "There are so many things? Most of the shops I see usually only sell one item."

Those who sell cloth only sell cloth, and those who sell wine only sell wine. He has never seen so many things sold together.

Mr. Xiao Lang couldn't help asking: "What is your floor made of? It doesn't look like stone to me."

Feng Ling explained: "It's tiles, just like pottery, they have to be fired."

Mr. Xiaolang took a breath: "So many! All of them were fired?! I heard from their pottery burners that most of them are broken after a kiln. How much waste is it to cover all of them here?" kiln?"

"Then your lamp?" Xiao Lang asked again.

Feng Ling smiled and said, "Mr. Lang, do you still remember that we are a shop?"

She said softly: "Your Majesty still keeps his doubts in his stomach, why don't he just buy the things back and figure out the answers by himself when he goes back."

Mr. Xiao Lang still wants to ask, but no matter how he asks, the girl just leads the way and doesn't answer.

Finally, the girl stopped, turned to face him and said, "This row is full of drinks. If you don't want them, I'll take you to another place."

Mr. Xiao Lang doesn't like wine, but his family loves it. His parents are wine masters, and he wants to drink it every time.

He murmured in a low voice, "You don't answer any questions, you're really like a dumb man with a long mouth."

Feng Ling looked at him with a smile, Xiao Langjun was taken aback, and immediately kept silent.

He finally looked away from Feng Ling, and then his expression changed drastically after being startled by Xintiandi, and he murmured: "This... what is this..."

Countless shelves glowing with silver light stood before his eyes, filled with all kinds of goods, he couldn't see the end at a glance.

He was like a mouse that had fallen into a granary, his eyes were full of "oil and food", his face was flushed, and his anger was getting rough. He didn't even bother about what these shelves were, and how the lights turned on by themselves, and walked to the middle of the shelves involuntarily.

"These wines... are actually served in moonlight cups?" Xiao Langjun looked at the wine bottle, and he didn't even dare to touch it.

Mr. Xiao Lang took a closer look at the body of the bottle, and found that the bottle was covered with "silk cloth" made of unknown, and there were words on it!

Such a small character, the handwriting is clear, and it is not engraved.

Mr. Xiao Lang wanted to ask again. As soon as he opened his mouth, he found that the girl leading the way was already a long or short distance away from him, as if to avoid answering his question.

He could only live with his own problems.

He picked up a bottle of wine carefully, and was just about to ask if he could put a basket, when the girl had already handed over a red basket, and Mr. Xiao Lang took the basket and found that the basket was not made of bamboo. what to do.

This time he learned his lesson and stopped asking, and just put the wine in the basket.

The girl asked him: "Have you brought enough money, sir?"

At this moment, Mr. Xiao Lang became proud: "I am the son of the Zhang family. Anyone can make money, but mine can't."

The girl asked again: "I didn't ask about your home, I asked about you."

Mr. Xiao Lang: "When I usually buy things, I always take them away first. You just go to Zhang's house to get the money."

The girl shook her head: "We pay on spot. If you don't bring much money, you should take a few less. Otherwise, you won't be able to pay at the checkout, so you can only ask someone to go to your house to redeem someone."

Although they can also return the goods, Feng Ling doesn't want to go back to the checkout and ask them to bring enough money.

Mr. Xiao Lang was taken aback for a moment, he lowered his head and asked in a low voice, "Is my group of jade enough?"

On his waist is a group of jade, not just a piece of jade, but a string.

Feng Ling: "I don't know, Mr. Xiaolang, it's better to take a little less first, and then see how much is left after paying the money, and then you will know how much you can exchange."

Mr. Xiao Lang nodded: "That's the only way."

For a different store, he had already argued with this woman, but this place was too strange, and he didn't dare to argue with others on other people's territory.

It's just that the moonlight cups, no, the moonlight bottles are too exquisite and rare, it would be a pity if they couldn't take them all back!He doesn't want to ask others to buy it, it's best that only his family has it!

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"Why hasn't he come out yet?"

"Isn't he being killed?"

"Why doesn't anyone go in and take a look? Just take a look and come out, at least let us know what it's like inside!"

"Why don't you go?"

"What about you? Why don't you go?"

The entrance of the supermarket was bustling with people, and people stretched their necks, wanting to see when the little man came out and what he bought inside.

Is this strange house really harmless?