Chapter 7 Big Things Are Not Good

What Zhao Ming and Zhou Benkun said that night was actually just a countermeasure to the situation that the Cai family, the Wang and Su families must fight. But in fact, after the first day passed, neither the Cai family nor the Wang and Su families had yet decided what to do.

Jinjiang Town is not big or small, but Cai Liang, Wang, and Su have not yet reached the courage to make decisions immediately once they encounter problems, so they are still watching and discussing......

But when the Zhoujia grain store opened the next day, the people sent out to inquire about the news finally brought back the news that Wang Chengyan, the owner of the Wang family who had been waiting for the news in the morning, suddenly changed color, so this early morning he did not eat breakfast leisurely for the first time and let people prepare a sedan chair and go out......

Su Mansion, Su Ying, the eldest son of the Su family, was actually in charge for a short time, but he also waited in the living room early, a pot of tea, a few glutinous rice snacks, when Wang Chengyan came to the door, he had just swallowed the second glutinous rice snack, and he was still chewing and didn't have time to swallow it completely, so he hurriedly got up and made a move, and it was easy to swallow the food in his mouth, and then he sat down with the guest and host.

"It doesn't seem to be a whim this week, should we let the old man come out and say something? What to do...... Should you follow the example of the Zhou family, or go and discuss it with the Cai family, you have to come up with an idea, no matter how late it is, it will be a bad thing......" Wang Chengyan said slowly, the wrinkles next to his eyebrows became deeper and deeper because of worry.

"Last night, in order to talk about this, the old lady slept late, but the words have been handed over to me...... As long as the Zhou family still has action today, then let's follow the example first, and then ask the people of the Cai family to sit with the Zhou family at night to see if this matter can't be peaceful, if that's the case...... How can we be afraid of him? Su Ying said steadily, he didn't speak fast, and his attitude was the same as when he did things, steady and slow, but because of this, Old Lady Su handed over the house to him to take charge of.

Wang Chengyan shook his head with a wry smile and said, "I'm afraid I can't wait, you haven't gone out to inquire yet, have you?" Early in the morning, more than half of the people in the town went to Zhou's house to 'grab food', and the person I sent had just come back, saying that the scene over there was very lively, like a festival, where did you dare to wait? ”

Su Ying's face changed suddenly, and he said, "This news spreads quickly...... So, now let's talk about the Cai family? ”

"Right now!" Wang Chengyan said with an anxious face.

Su Ying thought about it, called the housekeeper in the house to invite someone, and then waited with Wang Chengyan in the hall drinking tea and eating early......

……

Layers of crowds surrounded the gate of Zhou's grain store, and the grain grabbing had already ended, but the shopkeeper just said that there would be new good things coming out in a while, so everyone waited, so the surrounding crowd did not retreat.

Everyone talked about it, and they didn't know if the Zhou family would really have good things, seeing that it was almost time for the day to work, some people couldn't help but want to retreat, but they couldn't make up their minds, and wanted to wait for Chapter 7 to be a big thing

Wait, maybe another batch of cheap grain......

In such a wait, suddenly a junior from Cai's grain store in the town shouted outside the crowd: "Cai's grain store also has cheap grain, everyone go and grab it......"

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, the crowd suddenly boiled, and some people pulled their legs and wanted to run.

"It's time......"

At this moment, Zhou Benkun, who heard the movement in the Zhou family's grain store, finally stood up, and then walked to the door of the grain store in a few steps.

At this time, the crowd was about to rush to the Cai family grain store to grab grain, but suddenly: "Master Zhou is out......" left the attraction of some people in place.

Seeing that there were more than ten people running out, the others could only helplessly hope that Zhou Benkun's appearance would be a good thing.

Zhou Benkun came out, but it was the grain store shopkeeper who stood up to speak, Zhou Benkun just stood next to him with a smile and bowed his hand to the people under the steps.

"Good things are coming again...... My lord just said in person, thanks to the love of the parents and villagers in Jinjiang Town, the Zhou family can gain a foothold. In order to repay everyone's care for the Zhou family over the years, today, if you buy 20 buckets of grain in the Zhou family's grain store, you will get one bucket, and those who buy one stone of grain will send two buckets...... Moreover, without your contribution, our store arranges a porter to deliver food to the door, even if the food is delivered to the home, if there is any dissatisfaction, the money can be refunded at any time......"

"Coax ......"

Suddenly, there was an uproar in the crowd, and everyone began to talk about it.

"Is this really fake? In previous years, at this juncture, food prices have been rising, but what is happening this year? ”

"That's right! But anyway, my family wants to buy grain, so I'll buy twenty buckets and try it......"

"Try ......"

“……”

"The one who buys the grain registers and pays the money, and then you can wait here, or you can go home and wait, Tong Suo is not ...... bullying," the shopkeeper of the Zhou family grain store shouted in a long voice, and then sat down on a bench that had already been prepared.

For a time, the people who were trying to buy food accounted for about half of the crowd of onlookers, and the shopkeeper was busy collecting money and registering...... Zhou Benkun only then began to greet some housekeepers of the Xiaofu family who had crossed paths in the crowd, and by the way, admitted that everything was absolutely true, and Tong Su was not bullied.

Not far away, a child sent by the Cai family to watch finally ran back with a panicked face and began to report!

......

Still in the hall of the Su family, an urgent voice shouted from outside the house to the front of the hall, and the housekeeper staggered into the hall with a pale face, still muttering words like 'something is wrong'.

Su Ying rebuked with some displeasure and asked, "Let you pick up the people of the Cai family, what's going on?" ”

"Master Hui and Master Wang...... It's a big deal! I haven't arrived at the Cai family yet, and passing by the Cai family grain Chapter 7 is not good

When the store was in the store, their house was already putting cheap grain! There are a lot of people, I hurried to the Cai family's mansion, but his master is also discussing with the shopkeeper and steward of the house, so I don't have time to come over for the time being...... When I rushed back, I vaguely heard that the Zhoujia grain store had a new trick, and many people who went to the Caijia grain store and didn't get cheap grain ran to the Zhoujia grain store again......"

Through Steward Su's narration, Su Ying and Wang Chengyan's faces finally changed greatly, the two looked at each other for a while, and then suddenly called someone to hurry up to the grain store to put cheap grain, and at the same time, they left the comfortable chair together and prepared to go to the Zhou family grain store to inquire about the news in person......

After all, most of the men who robbed the grain showed up, and there was one thing that was being discussed by the women and women in the clothes by the river at this time! And Zhao Ming has become the bold loser in the mouth of these women in raccoon clothes......

At this time, the Zhao family seemed to be outside the turmoil in Jinjiang Town, and it seemed to be extremely quiet and peaceful inside and out.

But Zhao Ming just accepted a contract note sent by the master of the Zhou family and pressed his handprint, and when every household grabbed food, no one knew that Zhou Ding, the young master of the Zhou family, had come once, and after apologizing, he quietly left again.

These things will probably not spread before Zhou Ding goes to Widow Zhou's house, but Zhou Ding is on his way to Widow Zhou's house at this moment...... He's angry, and he always has to find a place to vent!

(PS1: There are a lot of people to thank!) For example, Jian Wushuang, seven names, good people, the owner of Lu Ding, the shadow of darkness, friends who are really reading books, in the ending of Tanhua 2 and the opening of the new book, I will open a special chapter to thank you, but here I would like to thank you for the rewards a few months after the end of this book: An An No. 3, the child's mother, riding a donkey to read a hundred words, book friends 2558956 and other friends! ）

(PS2: I'm writing a new book, do any friends have anything else I don't know?) If you know, I hope that the day the new book starts, you will come to see it, compared to the book Tanhua, I must have made some progress in the new book, I am sure of this! Chapter 1: Exploring the Flower Lang in the Bright Moon Building!

In the seventh year of Da Zhao, there was a loud bang in the sky, and the citizens of Bianzhou City were surprised to see a skyfire meteor piercing the dark sky and exploding with a loud bang on the outskirts of the city. In the early morning of the next day, the city guard of Bianzhou took people out of the city to check...

months later.

Facing the faint morning light, the prosperity of Bianzhou City opens a new day's picture. The candles in the inns in the city have not been extinguished, the cries of the peddlers' pawns have gradually sounded, the people who have eaten morning tea meet each other to greet each other, the vegetable farmers with fresh vegetables are shouting, the blacksmith opens the door, and the cloth shop loads the goods...... In the noise proves the prosperity of the city, this is Bianzhou.

"Hey, have any of you heard? What kind of good poems did the Tanhualang in the Mingyue Tower make last night? ”

Someone suddenly asked in the Li Ji morning teahouse, and then it was like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, and someone came to chat one after another.

"Yes, Brother Li, have you heard? That Tanhualang is amazing, I heard that one poem a day will never be repeated, and the first poem is regarded as a masterpiece! ”

"But no, I only recently learned from my lady's mouth, and now this Tanhualang is probably famous in Bianzhou."

"This has to ask Brother Wang, Brother Wang heard yesterday that he drank and wrote poems with a few friends in the Mingyue Building!"

"Ouch, drinking can still be reasonable, Brother Zicheng don't mention any more poetry, I didn't believe Brother Wenda's words, yesterday and a few friends wanted to go to Mingyue Tower to try it, who knew that Tanhualang's face could not be seen, there was already a good word hanging on the building of Mingyue Building, alas... I can't bear to say it! A young man in a soap-colored robe sighed repeatedly, his face still a little pale and haggard, it seemed that he must have woken up from a hangover last night and had just woken up for morning tea.

"There's really a new work! Brother Wang said it, let everyone present appreciate it. Known as Zicheng, the son-in-law in an apricot yellow costume coaxed and said.

"That's right, Wang Yun, just say it, so that those of us who don't have the money to enter Mingyue Tower have a long insight."

"Say..."

Several people who were in a hurry suddenly became interested, and they all encouraged the young man named Wang Yun to speak out.

"Then I'll just say it, listen, hum... Hmph...."Wang Yun moistened his throat, and then began to chant loudly: [Huanxi Sha], a new song and a glass of wine, last year's weather was old. When does the sun set? Helplessly, the flowers fell, and the familiar swallow returned. The small garden incense path wanders alone.

Quiet!

By the time Wang Yun finished chanting, the surroundings had fallen into absolute silence, and even the little two who ran the hall were frowning and thinking about it in their hearts!

"Wonderful!" Suddenly, someone slapped the table heavily, shaking the tea on the table and almost jumping out of the cup, which also broke the quiet atmosphere, "It's really talented." ”

"yes, what a word!"

"Good words, the first chapter of the Mingyue Building in the flower Lang!

In the seventh year of Da Zhao, there was a loud bang in the sky, and the citizens of Bianzhou City were surprised to see a skyfire meteor piercing the dark sky and exploding with a loud bang on the outskirts of the city. In the early morning of the next day, the city guard of Bianzhou took people out of the city to check...

months later.

Facing the faint morning light, the prosperity of Bianzhou City opens a new day's picture. The candles in the inns in the city have not been extinguished, the cries of the peddlers' pawns have gradually sounded, the people who have eaten morning tea meet each other to greet each other, the vegetable farmers with fresh vegetables are shouting, the blacksmith opens the door, and the cloth shop loads the goods...... In the noise proves the prosperity of the city, this is Bianzhou.

"Hey, have any of you heard? What kind of good poems did the Tanhualang in the Mingyue Tower make last night? ”

Someone suddenly asked in the Li Ji morning teahouse, and then it was like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, and someone came to chat one after another.

"Yes, Brother Li, have you heard? That Tanhualang is amazing, I heard that one poem a day will never be repeated, and the first poem is regarded as a masterpiece! ”

"But no, I only recently learned from my lady's mouth, and now this Tanhualang is probably famous in Bianzhou."

"This has to ask Brother Wang, Brother Wang heard yesterday that he drank and wrote poems with a few friends in the Mingyue Building!"

"Ouch, drinking can still be reasonable, Brother Zicheng don't mention any more poetry, I didn't believe Brother Wenda's words, yesterday and a few friends wanted to go to Mingyue Tower to try it, who knew that Tanhualang's face could not be seen, there was already a good word hanging on the building of Mingyue Building, alas... I can't bear to say it! A young man in a soap-colored robe sighed repeatedly, his face still a little pale and haggard, it seemed that he must have woken up from a hangover last night and had just woken up for morning tea.

"There's really a new work! Brother Wang said it, let everyone present appreciate it. Known as Zicheng, the son-in-law in an apricot yellow costume coaxed and said.

"That's right, Wang Yun, just say it, so that those of us who don't have the money to enter Mingyue Tower have a long insight."

"Say..."

Several people who were in a hurry suddenly became interested, and they all encouraged the young man named Wang Yun to speak out.

"Then I'll just say it, listen, hum... Hmph...."Wang Yun moistened his throat, and then began to chant loudly: [Huanxi Sha], a new song and a glass of wine, last year's weather was old. When does the sun set? Helplessly, the flowers fell, and the familiar swallow returned. The small garden incense path wanders alone.

Quiet!

By the time Wang Yun finished chanting, the surroundings had fallen into absolute silence, and even the little two who ran the hall were frowning and thinking about it in their hearts!

"Wonderful!" Suddenly, someone slapped the table heavily, shaking the tea on the table and almost jumping out of the cup, which also broke the quiet atmosphere, "It's really talented." ”

"yes, what a word!"

"Good words, the first chapter of the Mingyue Building in the flower Lang!

In the seventh year of Da Zhao, there was a loud bang in the sky, and the citizens of Bianzhou City were surprised to see a skyfire meteor piercing the dark sky and exploding with a loud bang on the outskirts of the city. In the early morning of the next day, the city guard of Bianzhou took people out of the city to check...

months later.

Facing the faint morning light, the prosperity of Bianzhou City opens a new day's picture. The candles in the inns in the city have not been extinguished, the cries of the peddlers' pawns have gradually sounded, the people who have eaten morning tea meet each other to greet each other, the vegetable farmers with fresh vegetables are shouting, the blacksmith opens the door, and the cloth shop loads the goods...... In the noise proves the prosperity of the city, this is Bianzhou.

"Hey, have any of you heard? What kind of good poems did the Tanhualang in the Mingyue Tower make last night? ”

Someone suddenly asked in the Li Ji morning teahouse, and then it was like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, and someone came to chat one after another.

"Yes, Brother Li, have you heard? That Tanhualang is amazing, I heard that one poem a day will never be repeated, and the first poem is regarded as a masterpiece! ”

"But no, I only recently learned from my lady's mouth, and now this Tanhualang is probably famous in Bianzhou."

"This has to ask Brother Wang, Brother Wang heard yesterday that he drank and wrote poems with a few friends in the Mingyue Building!"

"Ouch, drinking can still be reasonable, Brother Zicheng don't mention any more poetry, I didn't believe Brother Wenda's words, yesterday and a few friends wanted to go to Mingyue Tower to try it, who knew that Tanhualang's face could not be seen, there was already a good word hanging on the building of Mingyue Building, alas... I can't bear to say it! A young man in a soap-colored robe sighed repeatedly, his face still a little pale and haggard, it seemed that he must have woken up from a hangover last night and had just woken up for morning tea.

"There's really a new work! Brother Wang said it, let everyone present appreciate it. Known as Zicheng, the son-in-law in an apricot yellow costume coaxed and said.

"That's right, Wang Yun, just say it, so that those of us who don't have the money to enter Mingyue Tower have a long insight."

"Say..."

Several people who were in a hurry suddenly became interested, and they all encouraged the young man named Wang Yun to speak out.

"Then I'll just say it, listen, hum... Hmph...."Wang Yun moistened his throat, and then began to chant loudly: [Huanxi Sha], a new song and a glass of wine, last year's weather was old. When does the sun set? Helplessly, the flowers fell, and the familiar swallow returned. The small garden incense path wanders alone.

Quiet!

By the time Wang Yun finished chanting, the surroundings had fallen into absolute silence, and even the little two who ran the hall were frowning and thinking about it in their hearts!

"Wonderful!" Suddenly, someone slapped the table heavily, shaking the tea on the table and almost jumping out of the cup, which also broke the quiet atmosphere, "It's really talented." ”

"yes, what a word!"

"Good words, the first chapter of the Mingyue Building in the flower Lang!

In the seventh year of Da Zhao, there was a loud bang in the sky, and the citizens of Bianzhou City were surprised to see a skyfire meteor piercing the dark sky and exploding with a loud bang on the outskirts of the city. In the early morning of the next day, the city guard of Bianzhou took people out of the city to check...

months later.

Facing the faint morning light, the prosperity of Bianzhou City opens a new day's picture. The candles in the inns in the city have not been extinguished, the cries of the peddlers' pawns have gradually sounded, the people who have eaten morning tea meet each other to greet each other, the vegetable farmers with fresh vegetables are shouting, the blacksmith opens the door, and the cloth shop loads the goods...... In the noise proves the prosperity of the city, this is Bianzhou.

"Hey, have any of you heard? What kind of good poems did the Tanhualang in the Mingyue Tower make last night? ”

Someone suddenly asked in the Li Ji morning teahouse, and then it was like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, and someone came to chat one after another.

"Yes, Brother Li, have you heard? That Tanhualang is amazing, I heard that one poem a day will never be repeated, and the first poem is regarded as a masterpiece! ”

"But no, I only recently learned from my lady's mouth, and now this Tanhualang is probably famous in Bianzhou."

"This has to ask Brother Wang, Brother Wang heard yesterday that he drank and wrote poems with a few friends in the Mingyue Building!"

"Ouch, drinking can still be reasonable, Brother Zicheng don't mention any more poetry, I didn't believe Brother Wenda's words, yesterday and a few friends wanted to go to Mingyue Tower to try it, who knew that Tanhualang's face could not be seen, there was already a good word hanging on the building of Mingyue Building, alas... I can't bear to say it! A young man in a soap-colored robe sighed repeatedly, his face still a little pale and haggard, it seemed that he must have woken up from a hangover last night and had just woken up for morning tea.

"There's really a new work! Brother Wang said it, let everyone present appreciate it. Known as Zicheng, the son-in-law in an apricot yellow costume coaxed and said.

"That's right, Wang Yun, just say it, so that those of us who don't have the money to enter Mingyue Tower have a long insight."

"Say..."

Several people who were in a hurry suddenly became interested, and they all encouraged the young man named Wang Yun to speak out.

"Then I'll just say it, listen, hum... Hmph...."Wang Yun moistened his throat, and then began to chant loudly: [Huanxi Sha], a new song and a glass of wine, last year's weather was old. When does the sun set? Helplessly, the flowers fell, and the familiar swallow returned. The small garden incense path wanders alone.

Quiet!

By the time Wang Yun finished chanting, the surroundings had fallen into absolute silence, and even the little two who ran the hall were frowning and thinking about it in their hearts!

"Wonderful!" Suddenly, someone slapped the table heavily, shaking the tea on the table and almost jumping out of the cup, which also broke the quiet atmosphere, "It's really talented." ”

"yes, what a word!"

"Good words, the first chapter of the Mingyue Building in the flower Lang!

In the seventh year of Da Zhao, there was a loud bang in the sky, and the citizens of Bianzhou City were surprised to see a skyfire meteor piercing the dark sky and exploding with a loud bang on the outskirts of the city. In the early morning of the next day, the city guard of Bianzhou took people out of the city to check...

months later.

Facing the faint morning light, the prosperity of Bianzhou City opens a new day's picture. The candles in the inns in the city have not been extinguished, the cries of the peddlers' pawns have gradually sounded, the people who have eaten morning tea meet each other to greet each other, the vegetable farmers with fresh vegetables are shouting, the blacksmith opens the door, and the cloth shop loads the goods...... In the noise proves the prosperity of the city, this is Bianzhou.

"Hey, have any of you heard? What kind of good poems did the Tanhualang in the Mingyue Tower make last night? ”

Someone suddenly asked in the Li Ji morning teahouse, and then it was like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, and someone came to chat one after another.

"Yes, Brother Li, have you heard? That Tanhualang is amazing, I heard that one poem a day will never be repeated, and the first poem is regarded as a masterpiece! ”

"But no, I only recently learned from my lady's mouth, and now this Tanhualang is probably famous in Bianzhou."

"This has to ask Brother Wang, Brother Wang heard yesterday that he drank and wrote poems with a few friends in the Mingyue Building!"

"Ouch, drinking can still be reasonable, Brother Zicheng don't mention any more poetry, I didn't believe Brother Wenda's words, yesterday and a few friends wanted to go to Mingyue Tower to try it, who knew that Tanhualang's face could not be seen, there was already a good word hanging on the building of Mingyue Building, alas... I can't bear to say it! A young man in a soap-colored robe sighed repeatedly, his face still a little pale and haggard, it seemed that he must have woken up from a hangover last night and had just woken up for morning tea.

"There's really a new work! Brother Wang said it, let everyone present appreciate it. Known as Zicheng, the son-in-law in an apricot yellow costume coaxed and said.

"That's right, Wang Yun, just say it, so that those of us who don't have the money to enter Mingyue Tower have a long insight."

"Say..."

Several people who were in a hurry suddenly became interested, and they all encouraged the young man named Wang Yun to speak out.

"Then I'll just say it, listen, hum... Hmph...."Wang Yun moistened his throat, and then began to chant loudly: [Huanxi Sha], a new song and a glass of wine, last year's weather was old. When does the sun set? Helplessly, the flowers fell, and the familiar swallow returned. The small garden incense path wanders alone.

Quiet!

By the time Wang Yun finished chanting, the surroundings had fallen into absolute silence, and even the little two who ran the hall were frowning and thinking about it in their hearts!

"Wonderful!" Suddenly, someone slapped the table heavily, shaking the tea on the table and almost jumping out of the cup, which also broke the quiet atmosphere, "It's really talented." ”

"yes, what a word!"

"Good words, the first chapter of the Mingyue Building in the flower Lang!

In the seventh year of Da Zhao, there was a loud bang in the sky, and the citizens of Bianzhou City were surprised to see a skyfire meteor piercing the dark sky and exploding with a loud bang on the outskirts of the city. In the early morning of the next day, the city guard of Bianzhou took people out of the city to check...

months later.

Facing the faint morning light, the prosperity of Bianzhou City opens a new day's picture. The candles in the inns in the city have not been extinguished, the cries of the peddlers' pawns have gradually sounded, the people who have eaten morning tea meet each other to greet each other, the vegetable farmers with fresh vegetables are shouting, the blacksmith opens the door, and the cloth shop loads the goods...... In the noise proves the prosperity of the city, this is Bianzhou.

"Hey, have any of you heard? What kind of good poems did the Tanhualang in the Mingyue Tower make last night? ”

Someone suddenly asked in the Li Ji morning teahouse, and then it was like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, and someone came to chat one after another.

"Yes, Brother Li, have you heard? That Tanhualang is amazing, I heard that one poem a day will never be repeated, and the first poem is regarded as a masterpiece! ”

"But no, I only recently learned from my lady's mouth, and now this Tanhualang is probably famous in Bianzhou."

"This has to ask Brother Wang, Brother Wang heard yesterday that he drank and wrote poems with a few friends in the Mingyue Building!"

"Ouch, drinking can still be reasonable, Brother Zicheng don't mention any more poetry, I didn't believe Brother Wenda's words, yesterday and a few friends wanted to go to Mingyue Tower to try it, who knew that Tanhualang's face could not be seen, there was already a good word hanging on the building of Mingyue Building, alas... I can't bear to say it! A young man in a soap-colored robe sighed repeatedly, his face still a little pale and haggard, it seemed that he must have woken up from a hangover last night and had just woken up for morning tea.

"There's really a new work! Brother Wang said it, let everyone present appreciate it. Known as Zicheng, the son-in-law in an apricot yellow costume coaxed and said.

"That's right, Wang Yun, just say it, so that those of us who don't have the money to enter Mingyue Tower have a long insight."

"Say..."

Several people who were in a hurry suddenly became interested, and they all encouraged the young man named Wang Yun to speak out.

"Then I'll just say it, listen, hum... Hmph...."Wang Yun moistened his throat, and then began to chant loudly: [Huanxi Sha], a new song and a glass of wine, last year's weather was old. When does the sun set? Helplessly, the flowers fell, and the familiar swallow returned. The small garden incense path wanders alone.

Quiet!

By the time Wang Yun finished chanting, the surroundings had fallen into absolute silence, and even the little two who ran the hall were frowning and thinking about it in their hearts!

"Wonderful!" Suddenly, someone slapped the table heavily, shaking the tea on the table and almost jumping out of the cup, which also broke the quiet atmosphere, "It's really talented." ”

"yes, what a word!"

"Good words,

(Tianjin)