Zheng Ruqian, the eloquent man, is not here.
It took Chang Yan quite a bit of effort to get Pang Dashan to understand the whole story.
To put it bluntly, they're using the unusual surname Pang to intimidate others and make a big show of it.
Whether it's true or not is unimportant; as long as the magistrate of Xiyang County is wary, that's enough.
“But… whose nephew is the county magistrate’s son? He’s a homeless beggar.” Pang Dashan gave a bitter smile.
If he had to choose, he definitely wouldn't want to do something like impersonation that would be exposed sooner or later.
But after glancing at Jiang Sheng, he fell silent again.
I still remember the day I got the meatballs.
Although Pang Dashan had left the dilapidated temple early, he did not leave. Instead, he hid behind a large tree and spied on the temple until dawn before departing.
He watched Jiang Sheng play happily with her brothers, watched Xu Mo cook a big pot of rice with vegetable balls and call his younger siblings to eat, watched them laugh and chat in the dilapidated temple, watched them light a bonfire and even set off firecrackers.
Jiang Sheng was timid but loved to play. She insisted on lighting the firecrackers that were always set off before meals herself. However, she failed several times. When she finally managed to light them, the crackling and popping sounds that quickly rose up startled her and made her scream.
Zheng Ruqian was the first to rush over and protect his younger sister in his arms.
Fang Heng then pulled the two of them into the house.
Chang Yan and Wen Zhiyun both crowded around, offering their concern in turn.
Xu Mo tended the fire, looking tenderly at her younger siblings.
What a beautiful scene! Pang Dashan felt a mix of envy and sadness.
At that moment, he regretted targeting Jiang Sheng. If he had accepted Jiang Sheng, would he have been one of the people in the dilapidated temple?
It was this desire that prompted him to lunge forward and protect Zheng Ruqian with his body the moment the bailiff raised his wooden stick.
Pang Dashan knew he was wrong, and he hoped to make amends in this way, hoping that Jiang Sheng would not hate him even more.
The seven candied hawthorns that followed proved he made the right choice.
Pang Dashan was very happy.
Now another opportunity has presented itself: to protect Jiang Sheng and to better integrate itself into their group.
Pang Dashan couldn't bear to refuse.
“Alright, from now on I’ll be Magistrate Pang’s nephew.” He agreed through gritted teeth.
Xu Mo patted him on the shoulder, "Don't be afraid, we won't let you bear this alone."
afternoon.
Zheng Ruqian and Fang Heng returned from delivering vegetables.
A man was driving a donkey cart, which bounced and swayed along.
One of them was riding a horse, dashing and handsome.
When Fang Heng stepped off his horse, Jiang Sheng's eyes widened in amazement, and she exclaimed in amazement.
Zheng Ruqian said indignantly, "I was the one who bought this saddle."
In the end, all the praise came from Fang Laosan.
"Oh, my good second brother." Jiang Sheng noticed Zheng Ruqian's displeasure and immediately pounced on him, starting to boast, "My second brother is so smart, he must have made a lot of money this time."
“Of course.” Zheng Ruqian proudly raised his head. “Do you remember those fifty catties of burdock? I bought them for more than two hundred coins and sold them for a full two taels of silver.”
"There were other vegetables too, and we sold them for a total of ten taels of silver. Sure enough, the more donkey carts you have, the better; the more vegetables you carry, the more you earn."
Jiang Sheng's eyes brightened even more, and she stretched out her little hand and shook it.
Zheng Ruqian understood immediately, took out nine taels of silver, and placed it in her palm.
"How come one or two ounces are missing?" Jiang Sheng's eyes widened.
Zheng Ruqian glanced at the saddle on the red-maned horse and snorted.
What a piece of junk! It costs one or two taels of silver for a set! It's ridiculously expensive.
But seeing how much Fang Heng liked it and couldn't take his eyes off it for a long time, Zheng Ruqian gritted his teeth and bought it.
The family is now wealthy.
There's no reason to keep being stingy.
Isn't the point of making money to be able to eat what you want, drink what you want, and buy what you want?
Zheng Ruqian grinned foolishly.
There was a time when he was someone who needed Jiang Sheng to steal food to support him.
Now, he can support his older brother, younger brother, and younger sister.
Jiang Sheng put the nine taels of silver into her large purse, feeling its heavy weight, and smiled broadly.
"Second brother is amazing! Second brother is the best! Second brother is a money-making expert!"
She showered flattery on people like it was free.
Zheng Ruqian, however, was extremely proud of this, shaking his head and looking very smug.
Pang Dashan watched from the side, and couldn't help but feel envious again.
But it was getting late, and he had to go back.
Although he didn't really want to leave.
"I'll take you there." Fang Heng got up and led the donkey.
Pang Dashan followed behind him, leaving with a constant glance back.
Jiang Sheng politely said goodbye, but never asked anyone to stay.
“He seems very interested in joining us,” Xu Mo said, standing behind her.
Jiang Sheng pursed her lips.
She had already promised her second brother; her fifth brother would be the last one.
Moreover, Pang Dashan was not alone.
“He always felt that we were warm and wanted to be part of our group, but he forgot that he always had someone by his side,” Jiang Sheng whispered.
At the same time.
At the entrance of the cave where Pang Dashan lived, he jumped off the donkey cart and realized that the few underlings he had taken in had not run away.
They lay in the cave, waiting listlessly.
When they saw the massive mountain, the group jumped up in surprise, but fell back down because they hadn't eaten in a long time.
Even so, someone still handed over half a steamed bun, saying, "Boss, this is for you. Where have you been these past few days?"
"We thought you didn't want us anymore."
The few teenagers chattered away, and the quiet cave suddenly became lively.
Pang Dashan's eyes reddened.
Fang Heng tied up the old donkey, walked over, patted him on the shoulder, and took out one hundred copper coins that Jiang Sheng had prepared in advance from his pocket. "Go buy some food for the brothers."
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