Damn it, I'm in the garbage book I wrote

Chapter 76 Oh...

The prince had only strolled halfway here. If he had not been suddenly locked up by those straw sandal gangs at the dock, he would have finished his stroll and returned to the club... no, returned to the inn to enjoy a hot spring massage.

It's all this damn dog's fault.

The prince became angrier and angrier as he thought about it, so he didn't waste any more words with him and just asked Xia Lin to take him for a stroll.

Doufu Lane is now quite large. It takes several hours to go around it all. There are many and diverse shops inside, and some places are specialized areas. For example, in Hengsan Lane of Doufu Lane, an entire street is dedicated to porcelain shops. Every village, every workshop and even every kiln has its own exclusive shop. Moreover, the names of the shops are very pretentious, such as Taoranfang and Qingyuxuan, which you can tell are made by someone.

I have to explain here that Xia Lin never pays for the things he buys here. Small items are not charged, like a bowl of wontons or two buns, he just wipes his mouth and leaves. Large items will be charged to the government's entertainment expenses. People on the street are used to it, and no one has any complaints. After all, they know who has the final say in this place.

However, this was the first time for the prince to come here. Unless there were special circumstances, the focus of a man's life would generally shift towards fishing, growing flowers, raising birds, opening ancient fish tanks, drinking tea, and collecting wine. The prince was no exception. It could even be said that few middle-aged men could be interested in those strange and exquisitely shaped bottles and jars.

"This should be a good fish tank. What do you mean by one thousand taels? It's cheap. Wrap it up."

"Well, if I use this to grow flowers, my wife will definitely be pleased. One hundred and seventy taels? Cheap. Pack it up."

"wrap up……"

"wrap up……"

"Bag……"

Walking down one street, the prince spent a total of 6,770 taels of silver, using countless hard-earned money of the people, but the merchants on the street all thought that this was a rich man that Master Xia had cheated from somewhere, and they all took out their most valuable treasures.

There is a rule in this place, that is, everything you buy has a clearly marked price, and anyone who forces a sale will be kicked out of the place, so the business here is relatively formal, but formality cannot prevent inflated prices. But the prince doesn't care about these at all, he just buys things in a rush, showing the temperament of a middle-aged and elderly domineering president to the fullest.

The old man even bought enough that the shops here banded together and chartered a boat to deliver the goods to his door.

But the old man seemed unsatisfied and strolled over to the neighboring Huishang District to start shopping.

He spent more than 10,000 taels of silver in one afternoon. Was this a waste of money by the old man? Actually, no. Xia Lin understood the purpose of the old man's crazy spending, because the prince was now a feudal lord who ruled a region, a real local emperor. The current half-tax system meant that the old man had a terrifying amount of money. In addition to the taxes paid to the court every year, the prince could pocket more than one million taels of silver.

Because he is the King of Zhennan! The biggest boss in the entire south, according to the regional division, the scope of Jiangnan includes Anhui, Jiangxi, Hunan, Hubei, part of Hujian and part of Chongqing.

If you ask why there is no Jiangsu and Zhejiang, it’s because Jiangsu and Zhejiang are now called the fucking capital…

Prince Teng's seat of government was in Hongdu Prefecture, but his influence spread to the entire central region. If he didn't spend money, something bad would happen. Why didn't he spend money? Was he accumulating money for rebellion? Even if the emperor didn't doubt it, he couldn't stand the pressure from the officials in the court in the current situation.

So the old man had to spend money, not only had to spend money but also had to spend money like crazy, until he could not make ends meet every year, and he would cry poor at the court meeting with a deficit. When people saw that this old man had squandered so much money, they knew that he was not someone worth guarding against, so they would naturally reduce their attacks on him.

As for the money, it's okay as long as he spends it. The meat is rotten in the pot anyway.

In the blink of an eye, it was already evening. The prince was curious and then he remembered that there was an abominable little bastard following him. His excited expression immediately turned cold. He turned his head and looked at Xia Lin and said, "Go, find a place to rest, and then send someone to call that old man Guo back."

"Guo Zhou Mu is here too?" Xia Lin was stunned for a moment: "Where did he go?"

"He ran away with a group of soldiers in the morning, that old fellow!"

Old man...hahahaha, these old guys are really good at creating words. It can be seen that these people were also extraordinary figures when they were young. Anyway, they would definitely cause trouble wherever they went.

"I will go and ask the governor to come over."

The prince glanced at him sideways and snorted coldly: "Want to run? You stay here, I have something to say to you." After that, the old man walked forward on his own. At night, the Changjiang Night Market opened. Unlike during the day, the high-end shops were closed, but the low-end stalls came out. The prices were lower and more affordable, and there were indeed more food to eat on the street.

If this place is a gathering place for merchants during the day, it is a paradise for young people at night. Men and women, young and old, walk through the night market, sit down to drink a bowl of tea, or spend a small amount of money at the clay figurine stall to have someone make a clay statue for themselves or their loved ones. If they are willing to spend more money, these clay statues can be put into the kiln and fired into porcelain. After waiting for three to five days, they can get a porcelain statue.

This old man was also a man who was curious about everything. He had to get close to the toys of the young people and make a clay sculpture for himself. However, this gave Xia Lin a chance to catch his breath. He kept a distance of about 20 meters from the prince and whispered to Xiao Cui beside him: "How much did the old man spend on you?"

"It's about three or four thousand taels... Sir, I'm a little panicked." Xiao Cui looked at Xia Lin with embarrassment: "He is the prince..."

"What are you afraid of? Just keep going." Xia Lin leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Don't worry, he won't take you back. This old Deng is afraid of his wife."

Hearing this, Xiao Cui finally felt relieved, and then said to Xia Lin, "He bought a three-story house for me this morning, the same one that Mr. Song had."

"Oh~ He bought that house. You can live in it after it's bought. What are you afraid of, sister? Don't worry." Xia Lin comforted Xiao Cui softly, "Your life has not been easy. It's time to live a good life. When the time comes, you don't have to work at the post station anymore. You can find someone to renovate the house for you. You can live in one courtyard and rent out more than 20 rooms in the other two courtyards to the merchants passing by. Collecting rent from them is better than the hard-earned money you earn now."

"Well... Xiao Cui understands. Then... if you have time, please come directly to my house. I promise to serve you well."

"Stop!" Xia Lin stopped immediately: "You have to be careful about your identity. From now on, don't use your nickname. What's your real name?"

"I grew up in the courtyard, how would I know my real name?"

As they were talking, Xia Lin suddenly felt a murderous aura around him. He looked up abruptly and saw a man who looked like an iron tower standing not far from him with his hands in his arms, and next to him was the old acquaintance in men's clothes.

"Ah!~"

The little princess screamed, then rushed towards Xia Lin regardless of anything.

“No, no, no, oh…”

Xia Lin took several steps back but was unable to avoid the little princess's extreme charge, and was directly hung on her body. The little princess hugged his neck, put her face on his chest, and muttered to complain: "You bad guy! You said you would come to see me in two months, it's been so long, and you still want me to come here in person!"

At this moment, Xia Lin raised his hands high, but it was probably of no use. He had already seen the prince stand up and pick up a stick from the side.

"Well, today it's either you or I who will die, Princess."

The little princess didn't realize the problem yet. She raised her head and looked at Xia Lin: "Kiss me!"

"I'll kiss your grandma's chicken thigh!"

After he said that, he grabbed the little princess and started running. At this moment, the little princess realized something was wrong. When she turned around, she saw her own father coming towards her with a stick in hand.

Seeing her father was more terrifying than seeing a ghost. She screamed and ran away with Xia Lin...

There were many people at the night market, and Xia Lin was familiar with the place. The two of them got rid of the pursuers in a blink of an eye. They ran to Xia Lin and Lao Zhang's secret base in the river bay. Xiao Xia looked at the little princess breathlessly, and she actually laughed as she looked at her. She pinched her face with both hands and said, "You really killed me!"

"What should I do...what should I do?"

"We'll talk about it tomorrow morning." Xia Lin sat down in the haystack. "You should come and take a rest soon. It's not a big deal if you find out. You don't have to worry. Everything will be fine when he calms down. If you show up in front of him now, you will definitely get beaten."

The little princess came and sat down next to Xia Lin, leaning gently against him: "Why don't we elope."

(End of this chapter)