"The shopkeeper is in trouble like this?"

Shopkeeper Zhao was upset and didn't want to pay attention to Song Jin.

"Seven taels of silver, give me the money." Song Jin looked like he didn't want to say more, and he didn't want to be hot-faced and cold-hearted, so he quickly took out the money.

Perhaps because he felt that his attitude was really inappropriate, shopkeeper Zhao gave an extra piece of linen when packing the ingredients.

"Is this a pick-up?" But don't make a mistake because she's dizzy. She's not short of money and doesn't want to be missed.

Shopkeeper Zhao's gloomy expression paused for a moment, then his expression relaxed, and he smiled and cupped Song Jin's hand, "I'm sorry for today, little lady, this piece of hemp is dark in color and has been left there for many days without anyone paying attention to it. It's mine." "

Song Jin knew that it was useless to shirk, so he accepted it.

"Shopkeeper, you are so kind! Do you have any rags or something? I want them too."

Shopkeeper Zhao looked at Song Jin with some words.

Go beyond the limits! But he still snorted at Song Jin angrily and turned around to lead people to the backyard warehouse.

Only then did Song Jin realize that not only were there no waiters in the two front shops, but the huge backyard was also empty, except for shopkeeper Zhao himself.

Is this the so-called polished commander?

Song Jin had questions, so he asked them.

Shopkeeper Zhao smiled bitterly, "The war is about to break out, who is still willing to come out and work for others?"

Song Jin was shocked, but immediately had new questions.

Although there are many closed stores along the way and there are fewer people on the street, there is no chaos, and this does not mean there is a war.

Prosperity, people suffer; death, people suffer.

The former is the pain of laboring people and losing money, and the latter is the pain of family ruin and death.

Although both are suffering, if given a choice, everyone would choose the former.

It is conceivable that for the common people, fighting is no less than a tiger descending from the mountain. Their expressions change when they hear the news. There is no reason why these people can still be leisurely on the streets after hearing the news!
Something is really wrong!
"Shopkeeper Zhao, where did you hear this? Don't fall into the trap of someone with ulterior motives and be accused of deceiving the public with your lies?"

Shopkeeper Zhao was probably still immersed in his own emotions and didn't listen to Song Jin's words at all.

Waving his hands, he sat down on a bundle of rags, "Oh! These..." He pointed at the circle, which contained about a hundred sacks, and said, "They are all rags. Take all you want."

Song Jin casually looked through an open sack in front of him. It was not full yet. He stretched out his hand and pulled it. Most of the strips of cloth that came out were large and large. It looked like two pieces could be used to make a child's top. Song Jin Jin felt that shopkeeper Zhao was a bit arrogant.

Did the old guy do it?
Shopkeeper Zhao didn’t say anything either?

Or is it a broken jar?
"How much? I want it all."

Shopkeeper Zhao waved his hand nonchalantly, "Take it if you want it, don't talk so much nonsense."

There's going to be a war, what's the point of having money?
His father and mother followed their two brothers to Jiangnan.

His father-in-law and his mother-in-law's family followed his two uncles and ran east.

His wife and children followed their old lover to Fucheng.

He was left alone and old to guard the shop.

He also wanted to run away.

But all his family's savings were wiped out by his wife, and even his ancestral home was sold. Now he only has this shop in front of him.

woohoo~
He is such a waste!

He is so miserable!

Song Jin didn't understand why this generous cloth shop owner suddenly started sobbing while holding his head.

Listening to her, even an outsider would have a sore nose.

But it won't delay her moving supplies.

Since they were all given to her, she wouldn't be polite.

Anyone who stops on the street will see a group of strong laborers.

"Ten coins to carry a bag? Does this little lady keep her word?"

"This is natural! If you don't believe me, you can let someone guard me."

There is no way to ask her to pay first.

Lin Wulang, who was originally going to the city to find work, his eyes lit up and he asked his five-year-old nephew to pull the corner of Song Jin's clothes.

"If this sister runs away, call Uncle Wu loudly." The nephew, who was not very clever, grinned obediently.

"I listen to Uncle Wu."

Listen to Uncle Wu and get some sweets.

Believe what Uncle Wu said, you have clothes to wear.

"Just put it over here."

"Yes, just pile them together."

"Here's the wages, one hundred and twenty-six packs, one thousand two hundred and sixty copper coins. Give one cent to you countrymen."

Song Jin gave the money bag directly to Lin Wulang.

Only now did she realize why it was so easy for her to stop him.

It's because they are related to each other.

Lin Wulang had been in school for several years and was good at arithmetic. He didn't even need to count. He could get an idea at a glance.

"It doesn't matter. If the young lady can invite people so generously, she will definitely not be able to do anything deceptive."

"I just wonder if I know where there is work, little lady?"

Song Jin had just learned that the reason why they came out to look for work was because their family was hit by a disaster and had no grain to harvest. Now that the grain tax was coming, the family urgently needed to make money to replace the tax grain.

Otherwise, I might not be able to save my family’s land.

Song Jin didn't dare to recruit people now. If a war really broke out, she would have no business to do.

How to feed the people down there?

"What are you thinking of, little lady?" Lin Wulang looked hopeful, thinking that Song Jin could point him to a good place.

They are not afraid of hardship or fatigue, as long as their family members can keep their land and survive.

"Fifth brother, we heard that the county government is recruiting soldiers. Not only will each person be given two taels of silver, but he will also receive two hundred coins every month. When the time comes, he can send it back to his family."

A panting young boy ran up from nowhere, bent down and put his hands on his knees to inform.

Song Jin was very impressed that even though he was like this, he didn't even breathe when he spoke.

It's also a skill.

"Shi Zi, where did you hear this from? Are you sure you were deceived?"

There are older folks who have been in casinos before and are more familiar with the squalor outside. The first thing that comes to mind is that kind of place.

That's not okay.

"Uncle Cheng, it's absolutely true. It's also my good luck today. I happened to have a need to urinate, and I happened to overhear the two gentlemen chatting."

"Tomorrow morning the county government will send people to beat gongs and drums to inform you."

The older ones looked at each other and immediately got together to discuss.

“I think it’s feasible, it’s just a one-night thing anyway, we can afford to wait.

If the county government comes forward, it must be a serious place.

I think it works! "

Song Jin originally wanted to recruit people under her command.

These people must be very powerful in a fight with their big and thick looks. When the time comes, let Chu Huai train them to serve as guards for the pharmaceutical factory.

But now it’s hard to speak.

To work with her, you have to sign a contract of betrayal, and if you do well, you will at most get some reward.

You don't need to sign a contract to work with the imperial court. Not only to become a general, but also to become a member of hundreds of thousands of households is also a glorious thing.

In this way, she won't delay others.

While these people were walking away, Song Jin put all the sacks into the space with a wave of his hand.

By the way, do we really want to fight?
[Shushu, can you analyze whether we can start a fight? 】

[Master, have you forgotten Xiao Linlang and his party? Xiao Linlang is the niece of General Wei, the guard of the border town.

When the border invaded, General Wei and his family abandoned the city and fled. Seeing this, the Tatars became more confident. They made great progress all the way and captured five cities including Jiangcheng and Lucheng. According to this momentum, they can reach Qingxi County in less than three days. 】(End of this chapter)

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