Fight the Giants

  Chapter 50 Vicious Heart

  The pottery altars are used in the vinegar workshop, and there are no vinegar baskets.

  Jiang Xing took a few clean wine crates from his own wine shop to fill them.

  Huo Xi took this opportunity to buy several clean wine crates from him, and planned to take them back to fill with water and food. Jiu Ti also asked him for a two-two pack and a three-two pack.

  When the wine arrived, Huo Erhuai saw that the wicker on the outside had not been removed, and the handles on both sides were still there, which was more convenient than holding a bare wine jar.

   very happily said to Jiang Xing: "Uncle, from then on, all the wine my family wants will be stored in wine baskets."

  Jiang Xing and his son agreed, and helped him push two carts to the boat.

  Before leaving, Huo Xi felt that it would be inappropriate to call Zhou Yi Uncle Zhou again, since the family has three generations of grandparents and grandchildren.

  Besides, Huo Erhuai called his in-laws 'Uncle', so he said: "Grandpa Zhou, thank you today. If your Zhouzhou likes to eat grilled shrimp, I'll bring it to you next time."

  Zhou Yi and his son-in-law helped to carry fifty jars of wine on board the two carts. They were very happy to hear that, not because of anything else, but because they felt that the child's kindness was ironic.

   "Okay. Next time you come to buy wine, if I'm not at home, you can ask my old lady to take you there, or you can go directly. My son-in-law is very talkative."

  Huo Erhuai thanked Jiang Zhuo and Zhou Yi repeatedly.

  Jiang Zhuo saw Yang's baby boy who was holding a few months old standing on the bow of the boat to greet them, and felt that it was not easy for this family. The little baby was floating in the river with the adults.

   Then he said: "When you come back to Shuangquan Village, just come to me directly. I work in the workshop. Don't bother my mother-in-law to follow."

   "Thank you, Uncle Jiang, next time I will bring grilled shrimp for my daughter."

   "Then I will thank you little brother on behalf of Nannan."

   Several people said goodbye by the river.

  Yang Fu rocked the boat, Huo Erhuai and Yang moved the wine and put it back: "Father, why did you buy so much?"

  Fifty jars of rice wine and rice wine, five jars of fruit wine, and three jars of vinegar, all at once cost more than seven taels.

  They only earned a little over one or two these days.

   "Mother, Taoyedu alone has ordered twenty altars. I can't come to the bar again tomorrow."

   "But there are so many, can they be sold?" Yang worried about dozens of jars of wine.

"Mother, don't worry. This wine can be kept. The longer it is kept, the more mellow it will be. Let's sell it slowly. The fishermen can't sell it. I will go to the city and knock on the door with my uncle next time. I can sell more. silver."

  Yang Fu nodded repeatedly at the stern of the boat: "I will help you."

   Only then did Yang feel a little worried.

  Huo Xi held Nian'er in his arms, watching the bottom of the bilge being opened to fill with wine. It still couldn't fit, and Yang Shi and Huo Erhuai placed a full row along the three cabins.

   Frowning.

   "Father, take the boat to the shipyard tomorrow, and ask the workshop to add some shelves to the three cabins. Otherwise, there will be so many miscellaneous things in a mess, making it difficult to walk and messy."

  Huo Erhuai and Yang Shi also frowned: "Okay, your mother and I will row the boat to install the racks tomorrow."

   This is a simple matter, but it can be done in one or two hours after installing the rack and fixing it.

  The family sold the goods while off the net, while steaming crabs and removing crabs to make bald butter. Feel life full and hopeful.

  But the atmosphere in Xincheng Hou's Mansion is a bit weird.

  Wu's father is celebrating his birthday soon, and she went to Jinxiufang to make some clothes for her natal father, and she also wanted to get some money for it.

  Unexpectedly, the shopkeeper said that Wu Youcai had taken money several times before and after. Unable to help being furious, he called Wu Youcai Tete into the mansion and reprimanded him head and face.

  Wu Youcai could tell the shopkeeper that he was afraid that there would be too much silver in the store, and he would help save it, but he dared not say that in front of his sister.

  Rolling his eyes, he said: "Sister, I took the five hundred taels for management. Didn't you let me secretly investigate the whereabouts of that evil **** in the workshop? I just got the news, and I was going to take the money to inquire about it."

   Upon hearing this, Mrs. Wu straightened her body and leaned slightly: "Is there any news about those two? Are you still dead?"

   Eyes narrowed dangerously.

  At the beginning, fearing that the matter would be revealed, Mrs. Wang asked people to dismiss the servants in the village, but she never thought that she would give the nanny a chance to sneak out the two evils.

   Later, when someone was caught, she was beaten to death, but she didn't say anything, where did she hide those two evil seeds.

  She secretly investigated and visited for many days, but there was no news at all, and the two of them seemed to disappear out of thin air.

   Could it be that someone else took over besides the wet nurse?

   Otherwise, with only a six-year-old and a pre-term child, how could he escape the search of servants?

  How did Wu Youcai know whether the two children were dead or not. If you get the money, you go to this building or that building, or you just hang out in the gambling house, how do you know whether you are dead or alive.

  But can you tell this to your sister who has become Mrs. Hou?

He nodded again and again: "I heard that he is still alive. He was secretly raised. I heard that he appeared in the capital some time ago. I was planning to use the money to find out. I didn't know that I was killed by two thieves before I got it done. Steal the purse."

   Really infuriating tight.

   When I meet those two thieves next time, I will cut their tendons and hamstrings and torture them to death.

  Ms. Wu gave him a look of resentment.

  I feel that this younger brother can't be counted on. But it's not good to do such a private thing with too much fanfare.

  Her natal family has no useful people. At present, it seems that only this younger brother can make a general out of dwarfs and can be used.

I took five hundred taels of silver note from the room and handed it to him: "Take this money to manage, you must inquire carefully. It is better to kill by mistake than let it go. You must know that if you let those two scoundrels go back to the mansion, you will still be killed." What's the matter with your nephew?"

  Wu Youcai happily took the bank note and put it in his arms happily.

Patting his chest: "Don't worry, sister, I understand. My brother-in-law is the hereditary marquis of Xincheng. In the future, my nephew, my nephew's son, grandson, grandson's son, and grandson's grandson will all be Xincheng marquis. Who dares to covet this position, I will If you risk your life, you will also kill him!"

  His Wu family doesn’t have to do anything, as long as he helps keep his nephew’s position as a marquis, several generations can eat and drink hot food next to Zhang’s family, and walk sideways in the capital.

  Wu Shi nodded in satisfaction at him.

  The Wu family doesn't understand such a big benefit. Only by relying on her, can the next generation and the next generation keep their wealth forever.

  Wu Youcai put the banknote away and asked, "Where's my brother-in-law? Did you go to Beidi again?"

  Gritting her teeth, Wu Shi didn't want to say more, and waved to him annoyedly: "You go. Inquire carefully."

   "Sister, don't worry." Wu Youcai left the Hou Mansion briskly.

When I went out, I didn't go to find the little lady and was busy entering the gambling house, but I seriously searched for some local hooligans and began to inquire. Whose family has a six- or seven-year-old girl and a four- to five-month-old boy? of.

  Wu Youcai gave up some money and went out, but some people reported to him the families in the inner and outer cities who met the two requirements.

  He immediately brought some servants to touch it quietly.

  But after searching around, none of them fit the situation. He was not discouraged, and asked people to visit him privately. The scope was expanded to more than a dozen counties and towns in the suburbs of Beijing.

   Thank you for the rewards, all kinds of support, the names are not typed out one by one, and I remember them all. I would like to thank you all. An author writing a book is like a chef cooking a meal. If no one eats a table of dishes, the taste must be bad. The enthusiasm of the book friends gave Basho the motivation to persevere. Love you guys

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