Famous Doctor Woman

Chapter 434 The Prison Disaster (2)
"Qingsong, send Miss Zhu to the yamen? My pork was freshly slaughtered this morning. It's fresh. Do you want a piece?"

The proprietress who sells pork is sharpening her knife, the tip of the knife is still stained with a little blood, but she greets enthusiastically with a swollen face.

"Maybe I will invite the brothers from the yamen to have a drink in the evening, and the proprietress will also have a drink when she is free! In Yueranju."

Mo Yan nodded and smiled, beckoning to the lady who sells pork.

"Really? Yue Ran Ju is a good place, you must have a drink when you have time!"

The proprietress smiled heartily, and immediately greeted a few customers when she saw the stall.

"You said, she can't really go?"

Mo Yan was a little skeptical. People in this era are simple and honest, and they always believe what they say. A few days ago, I chatted with Aunt Zhang. She said that she had seen a ghost. Aunt Zhang really believed it. She asked for a long time what a ghost looked like.

Wan Cheng Yuling tilted the umbrella to Mo Yan's side. His fiancée didn't walk in a straight line, and she might stop and look around when she saw something novel. Everything feels strange.

"Is this another scene talk?"

The words that don't match the heart are all occasional words. A few days ago, the family made braised pork, and Aunt Zhang lay on the wall, her nose moved, and she looked greedy.

Mo Yan's heart was soft, so she said a scene, and invited Aunt Zhang to come to the house for dinner, but the other party took it seriously, and immediately appeared at the door with the baby in her arms.

Wan Qi Yuling didn't like to eat with outsiders, so Mo Yan filled a large bowl of braised pork with winking eyes before sending the Buddha away.

"Don't take it seriously."

Mo Yan is embarrassed, this is her habit of dealing with people in modern times. She used to live in the capital, and those ladies had a lot of eyes, so naturally they didn't take it seriously. It is not applicable to the market.

Sure enough, at night at Yueranju, the proprietress who sells pork brought her little husband to the banquet, but she was not empty-handed, knowing that Mo Yan likes to eat pork ribs, so she brought a small fan over.

Anyway, there are many people, so I am not afraid of having so many mouths. The third floor of Yueranju is reserved by Mo Yan.

The yamen servants were quite conscientious, they only ordered a few special dishes, and the rest were side dishes such as the cheapest shredded potatoes in the restaurant, stir-fried radishes, etc. Mo Yan felt that the hospitality was not good enough, so he specially added a few pots of stewed meat dishes.

A total of three tables were invited, and everyone was bustling in the hall on the third floor. At first, everyone couldn't let go, talking about the trivial matters of the yamen, and after drinking the wine, one by one drifted away.

"Brother Qingsong, Sister Erni is capable. Although she is not so good-looking, she is good enough to marry a wife and a virtuous person. Liao Xier's kind of stuff is only suitable for being a young girl."

The tall and fat Catcher Zhao quickly burped and babbled, and after receiving Mo Yan's murderous gaze, he immediately reacted, "Bah, bah, see what I'm talking about, I really drank a few cups of cat urine It's just chaotic, Liao Xi'er's kind is unworthy of being a little girl!"

Mo Yan pouted, stared at Catcher Zhao's fat face for a long time, thinking, "Who do you think is not good-looking?"

These days, men are full of lies, saying that women pay more attention to virtuousness than appearance, and the men who say this in the end have countless appearances to date.

Speaking of Liao Xier, the letter Mo Yan received in the morning was written by Liao Xier, about meeting Moyan tomorrow night in the grove behind the yamen, and she was only allowed to come alone. Let her regret for life.

Look, it's just such a letter that doesn't matter, any fool knows what Liao Xier's plan is, to meet each other in the grove in the middle of the night, and then...

"Did Liao Xier, that coquettish fox, seduce Qingsong? Erni, don't be afraid, sister has a butcher's knife here, let's chop her up!"

The proprietress who sold the pork slapped the table with her big hand, and everyone trembled immediately, thinking that Sister Erni also had a knife, which was specially used for dismembering people.

"By the way, Fatty Zhao San, does your cousin still sell pigs?"

The supply of pork in Mingzhou City is tight, and the purchase price of pork has always been high. The proprietress wants to find a reliable purchase channel.

"My cousin sells pigs all the time, but he sells them all to a man named Wang Laoqi. Who knows why he buys so much pork."

Catcher Zhao murmured quickly, Mo Yan and Wan Qi Yuling looked at each other, twitching the corners of their mouths, with complacency in their eyes.Although the proprietress took it seriously, as soon as she came, she naturally diverted the topic away.

Everyone drank, and the peanuts and small vegetables served with the wine were quickly eaten up. Mo Yan hurriedly greeted the waiter, and gave each table a large portion, along with two jars of good wine.

With good wine and good food, everyone's interest is higher, and the words are not as stiff as before.

"I know Wang Laoqi. He was a cart puller a few years ago. Who knew he had developed in the past two years!"

The proprietress who sells pork was very envious, and said to everyone, "His family used to be poor, and they couldn't even afford lamp oil. The young couple got up early and worked late, and his wife was the one who suffered. She wiped the floor at night without using lamp oil, and hit her head on the wall." Make a big bag..."

"That's the old calendar. They now have caravans, and their daughters-in-law live like rich wives, with servant girls serving them."

Inspector Zhao quickly added, although the yamen servants are well-dressed, they don't actually have much money. Shang Zhifu is an upright official who forbids his subordinates from abusing their power. The most they can get is a steamed bun and a pear to eat.

"Then how did he get rich, but what kind of big business did he do?"

Mo Yan guided everyone to continue this topic, and the yamen servants were very interested in it, and they all looked at the proprietress and Catcher Zhao and waited for the next article.

"It's about collecting pigs. Since the year before last, the price of pork has skyrocketed, and it hasn't come down since then."

The proprietress who sells pork was very confused by this, but Mo Yan nodded thoughtfully. It seems that the private soldiers have been hiding for a long time, and it has been several years, which coincides with the time when General Wei Guodong's family members disappeared from the capital.

Wang Laoqi should be a pig collector in the private sector, and may also purchase the rest of the grain, vegetables and other things.

After learning about some of the situation, the atmosphere of the yamen servants became more enthusiastic. After drinking, they became more courageous, and everyone talked about the inside story of the yamen.

Drinking until Yueranju was about to close, the daughters-in-law of these yamen servants came downstairs to pick up people one after another, all of them were strong and strong, even the thin one, who was also like carrying a bag, carried her husband and left, Mo Yan stood In the same place, dumbfounded, this group of women's soldiers has refreshed her understanding of Dai Viet women.

(End of this chapter)