Chapter 123
"You are quite capable. You actually managed to dismantle my carriage." Each carriage was specially made. Sang Ran had three carriages on hand. The one that was stolen was an old one. Some jewels were added during the renovation. As a result, it attracted thieves who didn't know the value of the carriage. "Do you know that these wasted materials alone are much more valuable than the jewels inlaid on it?"
The three men who stole the carriage: Stop talking, stop talking, my heart is about to stop beating because of fear.
The crowd watching nearby said: "Is a four-horse carriage really that expensive? I've learned something new."
After scaring the three thieves, Sang Ran had the badly dismantled carriage pulled up and prepared to ask the accompanying craftsman to repair it. As for the repair costs, the three thieves would bear them: "Although you have no money, you can work to pay off your debts. Once you pay enough, I will let you go."
"Fuck, this is a blessing in disguise for them, they hooked up with a big shot!" Some people in the crowd showed envy: those who can ride in a four-horse carriage are all powerful people, who would want to leave if they can work for such people!
"No way, is this possible?"
"Why can't I have such a good thing?"
"that is!"
The three thieves were locals to this fishing village. Because they were usually idle, the villagers only despised and complained about them. But now, hearing their fellow villagers envy them, they felt proud and straightened their backs.
However, their complacency didn't last long. Sang Ran, who left in another carriage, had no intention of taking them with him. He only left one person to deal with them: "Qian Shiyi, take them away. Remember, just like before, don't use our own name. It's embarrassing."
"yes!"
"What's going on?" The onlookers, driven to the roadside by the guards escorting the carriage with their spears, twisted their necks to look at the three stupid thieves who were left standing: Didn't they say they were working to pay off their debts? Why didn't they take the people with them?
Qian Shiyi, the secret guard left behind, ignored everyone's gazes and tackled the clumsy thief who was shouting and trying to catch up with the caravan to the ground. He whistled towards the intersection. Two horses resting and grazing nearby quickly raised their heads at the sound, trotted over to him, lowered their heads and nudged his shoulders.
After tying up the three stupid thieves, he threw them onto the back of one of the horses and stacked them up. Qian Shiyi jumped onto the back of another horse, pulled the reins and prepared to leave.
"Brother, brother! Hey, over here!" The short-sleeved young man who had gone to the waiter to watch the fun waved his hands vigorously at Qian Shiyi in the crowd like a monkey: "I want to ask you something, brother!"
"explain."
"That's right, well, don't you want them to work to pay off their debts? Why are they going their separate ways?" The young man lived up to everyone's expectations and asked the question that everyone wanted to know.
Others: Well done!
"You want to find out the whereabouts of my master?"
"No, no, no, of course not! I'm asking about the whereabouts of the three of them." The young man was so scared that he shook his head vigorously: How dare I!
"Working to pay off debts isn't selling yourself. As long as the money's in, it doesn't matter where you are." Qian Shiyi glanced at the expressions of the onlookers and suddenly realized, "You're overthinking it. You think they'll follow my master as his subordinates. My master has so many loyal and talented people under his command. It's not their turn to take over."
Qian Shiyi's mistress, Sang Ran, whose full name was Wu Sang Ran, was a princess with no interest in the throne, which is why her name didn't contain a character that sounded the same as Zhao. She valued money more than power, and if it weren't for her playful nature, she could single-handedly support nearly half of the Ministry of Revenue.
As a money-loving person, she gave her subordinates names related to money. Her favorite thing to do was to make money, and her side job was fishing, specifically to catch those who dared to steal from her. After catching them, she would send them to work on the Ministry of Works' projects that were short-staffed, providing them with food but no pay. She kept her discontent to herself, after all, the damage to the carriage was a matter of public concern.
The carriage that was specifically thrown out to fish and has been dismantled many times: It is my blessing to have you, haha!
The three clumsy thieves were also lured aboard the carriage. They weren't the storytelling protagonists whose mistakes would earn them the attention and admiration of a powerful figure. They were ordinary people who had made mistakes, and their mistakes were punishable. They had to return stolen goods, compensate for damaged goods, and if they couldn't afford to pay, they could work off the debt. It was that simple.
To put it another way, the story is just a story. The boss's appreciation for the protagonist is mostly a form of investment. He takes out some of his own things and invests them in others. As long as a few of these people are promising, even if the investment is successful, if no one succeeds, the loss will not be too great. The story has only one protagonist, but in reality, there are more than a hundred white-clothed people invested by the boss, but they are unknown to each other.
It's not uncommon for people to meet soulmates, but it usually happens between people of the same social class. In the storybooks, characters of different statuses who want to be friends do so while concealing their identities. This shows that even the writers of the storybooks don't believe in the existence of pure friendship across social classes.
"Is there anything else?"
"No more, no more. Thank you, big brother!" The boy pulled out a few salted fish from his bag: "This is a thank you gift!"
"No need." Qian Shiyi said nothing more. He whipped the other horse and rode away from the fishing village. Wu Sangran had given him the address of a construction project before leaving. He needed to send the people to the construction site overnight and settle them down before catching up with the main force. Time was running out, so there was no time for salted fish.
Qian Shiyi: Well, actually I just simply hate the fishy smell of seafood and don’t want to carry it in my arms.
"I told you, they are stealing and doing bad things, how could they possibly get a noble person's help!" The villagers who originally planned to get close to the three stupid thieves and build relationships with them immediately showed contempt to them: "Look, now you have a stable job." That is carriage material that is more expensive than jewelry. They will have to work for the rest of their lives to pay off the debt!
"There's no more show to watch, let's go!"
"Let's go home and eat... Shit, I still have rice cooking in the pot! I'll beat me to death when I get back!"
"Look at you, you're such a coward! I just... I forgot to marinate the meat! My mom is going home soon!"
After a period of chaos, the alley returned to peace. It was late, and it was time for dinner. By this time, everyone should go home and find their mothers.
"As expected, Mom is at the top of the food chain." Bei Qiao shook her head and returned to her room to practice martial arts as scheduled. Before logging off, she asked in the Yuanshan Village chat group if anyone wanted fish as a souvenir. The answer she got was... a must!
Escort Agency Qiao Qiao: Dried Fish or Fresh Fish
Baozi Shop Xishi: Give me some fresh fish, I’ll challenge myself to make fish-filled buns.
Tang Suyu from the pastry shop: Dried fish, thank you.
Painter Li Qingqing: Boss, I'm not in the village, please send the dried fish to Qian'er.
Writer Yu Qian: Can I have the fish meat without the bones? I can't spit out the bones.
Qiao Qiao from the Escort Agency: ...No, I can’t do that. I’ll give you dried fish, next one.
Many people responded in the group, some of whom weren't close to Bei Qiao and were just joining in the fun. After Yu Qian pioneered the idea of requesting fish flesh without bones, everyone else followed suit, making similar jokes. It wasn't until Bei Qiao repeatedly flooded the screen with the words "No Wishing" that things finally calmed down.
After making a list of souvenirs, Bei Qiao closed the window that was opened for ventilation, applied the remaining mosquito repellent on his forehead, lay down and logged off.
The next day, after logging on, Bei Qiao immediately went to buy fish. Perhaps because he'd stayed up all night gossiping, not many people were out fishing this morning, so Bei Qiao only managed to buy a few fresh fish, though he did collect quite a bit of dried fish. After buying the fish, Bei Qiao was about to put his things on the carriage when Hong Hong dragged Hui Hui sideways several meters away, her whole body filled with resistance.
"You don't like the smell of fish." Bei Qiao didn't expect that buying souvenirs would be stuck at the transportation step: "Wasn't it fine in the yard before?" It takes most of the day to drive from here to Yuanshan Village. She can't just carry the fish on foot, right?
"Shhh!" Honghong shook her head desperately: It smells so bad!
"Why don't you buy a sack and drag it behind the carriage?" The short-sleeved boy was afraid that Bei Qiao would regret returning the goods, so he quickly gave her a suggestion: "It won't break after dragging it for a day or two, but it will make a bit of noise."
"Will it damage the fish?"
"It will definitely get damaged, but it's better than carrying it back on your own!"
"Will the smell of fish dragged on the ground attract wolves?"
"I don't know about that. Otherwise, I'll ask my family if they can give you a ride. We're going to the county soon!" The boy clasped his hands together and pleaded, "This is my first time selling fish on my own. Please give me some face. My family usually doesn't let me sell things alone, so I finally managed to sneak out once."
"Then give it a little cheaper. I don't have that much money with me." Bei Qiao, who was holding a hundred taels of silver notes, said calmly.
The boy was tangled: "No, that's not good... or you can give me some face"
Bei Qiao: “…No wonder your family won’t let you sell things alone.”
"Hey? Why?!"
Bei Qiao: "...then give me two more sacks." Putting on a few more layers should make the wear less severe.
“Ah, I’ll give you a sack…” The boy continued to struggle.
"Why did you run out alone?" The boy's sister noticed that the fish at home were dwindling and her brother was missing, so she hurried out to look for him. From a distance, she heard her brother patronizing customers, refusing to lower prices or give gifts. She rushed over and slapped the boy on the butt: "Just give away a few sacks. Don't pay any attention to this nagging customer. I'm the one who makes the decision! We're leaving soon, and I can give you a ride."
"Sister, why are you spanking me again? I don't care about my dignity!"
"What can I do? Mom won't let me hit you on the back of the head, saying it will make you stupid." The sister raised her hand and slapped her again: You are already stupid, if you become stupider, it will be terrible! You won't even be able to eat by yourself, right?
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