After the whole network was hacked, she traveled through the small fishing village of Datang

"Excuse me, father-in-law, how can I sell this lynx?"

Just as Su Qingqing was squatting in front of the cage with the little lynx, ready to take a closer look, someone next to him suddenly asked the price.

The old hunter replied: "Young man knows the goods, this lynx is always rich."

Su Qingqing looked back and found two acquaintances standing behind her. They were Zheng Tian and his personal book boy and bodyguard Mo Yu. It was the latter who asked.

Because Su Qingqing was wearing a curtain hat and squatting down, Zheng Tian didn't recognize her at the first time.

But when she looked back, the gauze curtains drooped to both sides, revealing her delicate chin. He knew it immediately and saluted casually: "What a coincidence. Do you want to eat?"

Su Qingqing stood up and returned the greeting, saying with a slight smile: "Not yet, Brother Taiwen, it's you! How come you come to a place like this?"

And he was dressed so simply, wearing plain clothes, straw sandals, and a straw hat on his head.It looks neater than that of a field house man, but far worse than that of a scholar.

Of course, even without fancy clothes, Zheng Tian's temperament and appearance are still no match for farmers.

Zheng Tian didn't show off, and replied with a smile: "I have nothing to do, let's take a look around."

"Oh." Su Qingqing understood, and then she turned over his biography.

This guy is now forced to get involved in party struggles because of his father. He has lost his official position and is working as an aide to his father in this relegated place. It is indeed possible that he will be very idle.

"Qingqing, since you haven't eaten yet, why don't we come together? I happen to be a little hungry." Zheng Tian invited Su Qingqing.

Su Qingqing glanced at Zhang next to her, who gave her a self-conscious look and replied, "Okay, I'm hungry too."

The old hunter at the stall saw that they had finished speaking and interjected: "This young gentleman and young lady, do you still want these lynxes?"

Zheng Tian smiled and said: "Qingqing also likes this beast?"

Su Qingqing nodded: "I like all kinds of animals."

Zheng Tian then said: "Then I'll let you."

"Thank you." Su Qingqing did not refuse.There are otters who go into the water to help her fish, and there are also helpers who go into the mountains to help her hunt, and the more the better.

Although she already has two clouded leopards, it doesn't stop her from getting another lynx.

When Mrs. Zhang saw that Su Qingqing really wanted to buy this thing, she couldn't help but help her negotiate the price: "My father-in-law, it's too much for you to pay for such a small kitten."

"This is not a cat." Seeing that they really wanted to buy it, the old hunter couldn't help but ask, "How much do you want?"

Mrs. Zhang stretched out her palm and said, "Half a pound is the most money! You have to feed it after buying this thing. It's really a waste! In other words, my cousin will buy it to play with, and no one else will buy it if you wait any longer!"

Good guy, just cut the price in half!
But what she said is indeed true. The old hunter has been setting up a stall here for a long time. All other game and skins have been sold, but no one buys this lynx, which looks like a little milk cat.

He looked at Mrs. Zhang, then at Su Qingqing and the master and servant Zheng Tian who was the first to inquire about the price. He was sure that the other party would not compete with this young lady, so he had to relent and said: "Half a piece is too little, at least eight hundred coins." ."

Mrs. Zhang refused to let go: "It's only five hundred coins, if you don't sell it, forget it."

After speaking, he turned to Su Qingqing and said: "Sister Su, this little thing seems to have just been born and is very difficult to raise. If not, forget it, you wait a little longer and let the village chief's Dalang go hunting in the mountains. I’ll keep an eye on you all the time.”

As he spoke, he also tried to pull Su Qingqing away.

When the old hunter saw that the deal was about to go away, he immediately called for help and sighed: "Oh, forget it, I'll take the 550 Wen for you, old man, I'll suffer a bit."

Su Qingqing and Zhang looked at each other, and the former smiled and said, "Okay, deal."

After saying that, he squatted down, opened the cage, pinched the back of the little lynx's neck, and held it for a while.The lynx, which has a ferocious temperament as an adult, is still an unweaned cub. It looks very cute looking at the squirting milk. From the appearance, it is actually no different from a kitten.

Su Qingqing was able to recognize it as a lynx just now. This was entirely because she had just turned over the "DK Natural History Encyclopedia" when she was studying at a modern home. She had read this thing and it was still fresh in her memory.

After buying the little lynx, Su Qingqing had nothing else to buy, and Zhang had already replaced her daily necessities.

So a group of four people led the ox cart to the restaurant outside the market.

Su Qingqing looked behind Zheng Tian and asked curiously: "Brother Taiwen, didn't you ride a horse today?"

Zheng Tian said with a smile: "How can we not have something to travel with? We can leave it at the carriage and horse station at the entrance of the town."

"Oh." Su Qingqing responded, and the two of them walked side by side while chatting.

Mrs. Zhang didn't want to be with an official gentleman like Zheng Tian, ​​but she didn't feel comfortable letting Su Qingqing, a young lady, follow the two gentlemen to the restaurant, so she had no choice but to follow.

Seeing the golden boy and girl in front of him chatting happily, Mrs. Zhang frowned slightly.

Zhang, who once lived with her husband in the county town, knows very well how particular the gentry and gentry are about their origins.

They are also Chinese medicine practitioners, but those who come from a wealthy family or have a famous doctor's inheritance are much more valued than those who come from Ye Luzi.

The bad things will be carried by the descendants, and the good things will not take place.

Friendships are divided into different classes, and marriages are even more cautious. Basically, people should be well-matched.

A husband of a governor, no matter how you look at it, is not a match for a "hermit" with no clear origin.

Although Su Qingqing has now spent some money to settle in a small fishing village and has real assets, she follows the policy of settling down households based on assets and cannot explain the origins of her "hermit master". For people from the Qiwang family with the fifth surname, the status gap is too big.

Mrs. Zhang was also worried that Su Qingqing, who had just left the mountains, would be deceived. Although Mr. Zheng seemed to be a talented person, who knew what he was actually like!
When she followed her husband to serve officials and their families, she saw many dandies who were beautiful on the outside and ruined on the inside.

Su Qingqing and Zheng Tian didn't have any extra thoughts. They entered the town's guest building, asked for a private room, and each took off their hats and put them aside.

The waiter came up to announce the dishes, and Su Qingqing let Zheng Tian decide as he pleased.

The restaurants in the remote and backward towns of Datang did not have any particularly good products. The most popular products were the seafood delivered by the fishmongers at the fishing pier every day, and the vegetables sold by the farmers who came to the city to pick vegetables.

Today happened to be market day, so there was some extra game.

There were only three people at the table. Mo Yu didn't dare to sit at the same table with the host, so he went outside to open a table.

Zheng Tian casually took a water bag from his waist and asked Su Qingqing: "Qingqing, can you drink?"

Su Qingqing asked: "Is this filled with wine? What kind of wine is it?"

"Sangluo wine." Zheng Tian introduced with a smile, "a famous wine from Puzhou, Hezhong Prefecture. The color is more tender than nectar, and the fragrance is the same as nectar in spring. Would you like a glass?"

"Okay." Su Qingqing pushed the wine glass on her table.

"Ms. Zhang, would you like a drink too?"

"The servants can't drink wine. They get drunk after just one sip. It's ridiculous."

"It doesn't matter." Zheng Tian smiled and filled Su Qingqing's and his own glasses with wine.