Hoshino didn't let go of his hand until the group of people had completely passed by.
Song Qingci looked outside again and saw only bloodstains left on the ground.
Those Japanese pirates were killed not long ago...
Song Qingci had a small appetite, so after he finished eating, he rested his chin on his hand and waited for Xingye and Feng to find him food.
The people at the table behind me lowered their voices and whispered to each other.
But Song Qingci was too close to them, so their "secret words" still reached her ears.
"It's getting more and more crazy."
"Hush, don't say it, don't say it. People die for money, birds die for food, he wants to get promoted..."
"So brazen, do you really think everyone in the world is blind, deaf and dumb? Aren't you afraid that your crime will be exposed and he will end up with his head and body torn apart?!"
The elder brother was filled with indignation when he spoke and was obviously very excited.
However, the other person who was talking to him was much more restrained, and his words were vague and unclear, which made Song Qingci very unhappy.
Really, since we are talking in private, please be more generous.
Who are you talking about?
He must be an official who did some illegal things in order to get promoted.
It couldn't be smuggling if the head and body were separated.
No, smuggling is profitable, but if you want to gain power, is that treason?
No, in Liaodong, even Governor Sun probably doesn’t have this ability.
What are they talking about?
Song Qingci felt itchy in his heart.
"Miss, I have finished eating. Have you decided what to buy for the Third Master?" Feng Xun asked.
If Hoshino hadn't been there, she would have blamed Song Qingci.
I asked her to prepare it before, but she said it was not necessary; now that she was about to leave, she thought of it again.
"I haven't thought about it yet..."
Just busy eating melons.
"...But my mother taught me that if you really don't know what to buy, just buy something expensive."
"Gold bars?" Hoshino asked.
Song Qingci: "...a bit naked."
"Then wrap it in red cloth."
Song Qingci: "..."
Feng Xun muttered quietly, "Is that a proposal for the Third Master?"
Song Qingci was even more speechless. "Stop making trouble, help me think about it. After buying things, I have to go back and prepare dry food!"
"How about you give Third Master a golden sword?"
Really mean?
no.
Song Qingci rejected Feng Xun's proposal.
"Golden Armor?"
Song Qingci: "Even if I want to buy it, they have to have it ready. Besides, gold is so soft that it can't protect people."
"Why not give him a fine inkstone?" Hoshino suggested.
Practical and can be used for a long time.
Whenever I use it, I will think of the person who gave me the inkstone.
Song Qingci wanted to be remembered by Mr. Fu for a while longer. Although that had no real meaning to her, she still hoped that Mr. Fu would not forget her so quickly.
So giving an inkstone as a gift is a really good idea.
Song Qingci went out and chose an ancient inkstone.
Seeing that she liked it, the owner praised the inkstone to the sky and said it was unique.
Feng Xun said, "You don't need to tell me. How much is it?"
"This is our shop's treasure. But since the girl likes it, I have to part with it. This amount..."
He held up a finger.
"One tael of silver, this price is fair." Feng Xun said.
The shopkeeper hurriedly said, "Young lady, please stop teasing me. I won't sell it to you for even a tael less than one thousand taels of silver."
"One hundred taels." Feng Xun bargained.
Shopkeeper: "...One thousand taels!"
"You won't sell it?" Feng Xun sharpened his machete. "If you don't sell it, we'll leave."
"It's really too low. I wouldn't be willing to give it up if you could cut it down to a hundred taels. What's more, you've cut it down to a hundred taels right now."
"If you ask me, your inkstone is not worth even a hundred taels. It's just that my daughter likes it, so I'm giving you this price. But, the daughter doesn't have to have it, right?"
Song Qingci quickly agreed: "Yes, it's not necessary. I can go look for other places, maybe there will be better ones."
After saying that, she made a gesture to walk out.
Unexpectedly, the shop owner got anxious and said directly: "Okay, I'll sell it to you for one hundred taels of silver."
Feng Xun was stunned.
One hundred taels of silver is enough?
She originally thought that the two sides would fight for a while, and she would add some silver appropriately...
She herself knew that it was a bit outrageous to cut directly at the ankle.
Who would have thought that the other party would compromise so easily?
It's over, the price was too high.
Feng Xun: "Wait, let me think about it."
She leaned over and whispered in Song Qingci's ear: "Miss, have we been deceived? Do you know the inkstone?"
Song Qingci also whispered, "If I say I know him, can my poor handwriting prove it?"
She knows a ghost.
Hoshino has been practicing martial arts since childhood, so he can only read and write, which is not enough.
Song Qingci thought about it and said, "How about asking Fu An?"
Fu An has been with the Third Master for so many years, and has been influenced by him. Isn't he better than them?
Song Qingci whispered to Xingye to call Fu An in.
Just think of it as pulling a passerby. Fu An was just mixing with the passersby when he went down the mountain.
But the result was that Hoshino did not find Fu An.
Fu An is missing.
Song Qingci couldn't help but wonder, was she being too sentimental again?
Wasn't Fu An here to protect himself on the orders of the Third Master?
If that were the case, Fu An would not have neglected his duties.
angry!
She is being sentimental every day.
Song Qingci didn't care whether the inkstone was expensive or not, as she had spent the money anyway.
She paid directly and left angrily.
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