I have read books in my life, held a spoon, carried a bag, and held a knife...

--　"Three Fans' Wonderful Words"

At midnight, one man and one horse came to a town forty miles northwest of Taizhou in western Shandong. The horse was a good horse, and it exuded a sense of arrogant look on the horse. The people were about sixteen or seventeen, but they looked mundane. It was noon, but his face was still confused, as if they could never wake up...

Taizhou is facing the river. On weekdays, the pier is in a hurry and will not stop even at noon. The boy on the horse smiled bitterly at this time. He heard his stomach protesting again - he was only concerned about running around to sightsee along the way, but did not consider that his wallet increased revenue and reduced expenditure. At this time, there were only a dozen copper coins left, which seemed to be enough for this person to pay for one horse and one meal...

The boy looked at the thriving restaurant shed while carrying the bustling pier for the bags. He licked his lips, turned over and got off the horse, and led him to an inn.

The inn's guest came out to greet him, smiling and rushing to the guests to meet him. However, the guest beat his smile back to the developed facial muscles of the guy: "That... give me the feed immediately, give me three steamed buns and a pot of tea..."

The scheming was unwilling to accept: "Customer, are you here two side dishes and a pot of old wine? You are so tired that you don't have a good rest, come to the room..."

The boy looked at the guy with his sleepy eyes, and without saying a word, he raised his bag and poured it on the table - a dozen copper coins came out. The guy was a person who had been dealing with money for a long time, and swallowed it - the money would be as good as thirty years ago, and he might be able to buy what he said, old wine, and go to the room. But now, except for the guests' instructions, there is only one copper coins left... Fortunately, the guy has seen all kinds of travelers traveling around the world, and it is not uncommon to be poor. He bowed and walked towards the stable with his horse...

The boy took the tea and sent a few steamed buns to the Wudiao Temple in a few seconds. He told the friend: "Little brother, please help me take care of me and get off the horse. I'll go out and find some money..."

The waiter knew the boy’s purse best, and immediately responded: “Okay!”

The young man strided towards the dock, found the place to issue the signature, and said to the middle-aged man who issued the signature, "Uncle, give me a sign!" But he spoke in a strong Lu accent...

The middle-aged man looked up, looked at him, and said, "I said, "Young Master, this is three packs of copper. You are tired of work and don't earn much. Do you think you're doing it?"

The boy knew that the other party was small in size. Compared to the 1.7-meter-long average figure of Qilu, his big man was indeed a short man. He was afraid that he could not bear it, so he had good intentions. He smiled and said, "Uncle, don't look at me short, but you have the strength to do it!"

The middle-aged man stopped talking and stopped talking, and threw out a bamboo stick: "Hey, go ahead! Be careful, you may get hurt at some point!"

The boy was grateful to the kind-hearted uncle and took the number sign to the boat to carry the bag... The young man who sent the bag on the boat looked like a short man and was stunned: "Brother, I just came here? How many bags can you carry at a time?"

The boy got on the boat and weighed the amount of a pack, thinking: "Before dark, you can earn the expenses of today and tomorrow!" He replied: "Eight packs at a time!"

When the young man who sent the bag heard this, his eyes were almost protruding: "You want to die! Eight packs?"

Seeing this, the boy looked at others. However, there were few people carrying more than five packs of people. He quickly changed his words: "Six packs!"

The young man had already doubted: "Can you do it?"

The boy smiled: "Try it first!"

Six hundred-pound grain bags pressed on the boy's shoulders. When the young man saw his face red and he was not panting, he praised: "Good young man! Let's go~"

The boy smiled when he heard this and walked towards the shore...

As the sun sets, the people carrying large bags start to line up, waiting to get the wages for one day. When it was the turn of the teenager, the middle-aged man who had just issued the signing praised: "It turns out to be a good young man! He carried it a hundred times in a while... Look, three hundred, three hundred, three six bags! One tael of silver and twelve bronzes!"

The crowd was buzzing - this short man who was not very strong on the outside actually worked for two days in a while, but he was really a good deal of strength!

The young man smiled foolishly and took the money he handed over...

At night, the boy stayed in the inn...that stable! The guy knew the hard work of the people who went out. Under his good words, the shopkeeper asked the boy for a copper coin for ten days...

The boy thought about it. It seemed that all this town could do was to live with the bag. One or two a day... Ten days and ten taels... One month later, he could go on the road again... As he thought about it, he fell asleep on the haystack...

The next day, before dawn, the boy got up and took his horse to the river. He jumped into the river and washed and played with his own horse... The sky was getting brighter, and the boy went to queue up early to get the visa... The sunset was 10, no more than no more, and he received more than one or two taels of silver... Go back to the inn to sleep...

Before he knew it, the boy stayed in the town for half a month... After finishing work that day, the middle-aged man asked with a smile: "Young Master! I've been here for so long, but I still ask you your name!"

When talking about this, the young man was a little embarrassed: "Uncle! Everyone in his family called me 'Erya'..."

Middle-aged people know that parents in some places are afraid that their children will die prematurely, so they give their children a bad name to support them. They smiled and said, "What's so shameful? It seems that you are also a treasure at home! Why did you go out alone?"

The boy was depressed: "I was originally with my second uncle, but I lost my money in Jeju. But the money was all on my second uncle. I had no choice but to come home and I had to take care of my money!"

The middle-aged man nodded to show that he clearly...

Ten days later, a short strongman named "Erya" was known on the dock of the town, which made the boy blush. He could only complain to the middle-aged man: "Uncle~ You are really a father..."

In a blink of an eye, there were two or three days left for a month. The boy happily looked at the more than twenty taels of silver in his bag and said to his horse: "You can't take a shower here in a few days... hurry up..." He led the horse to the river and suddenly thought: "Treading to the swallow! Look at you and don't move, this fat is so thick!"

But the horse whipped out of dissatisfaction, but his master said, "No! You must run today..." As he said that, the horse turned over and ran along the river...

Fang Xiaolian, the son of the county magistrate of Taizhou, had the only one to get up early at this time. It was not because he wanted to become diligent. The mosquitoes in the mountains were too powerful. He had run so far to hunt, but he didn't even see a rabbit fur. He was bitten in his arms at night. He was angry. After going down the mountain, he began to shoot arrows in the river to vent his anger. His companion was depressed behind him, watching him vent... Helplessly, although there were many fish in the river, they were slippery, and Young Master Fang could only curse...

A black dot gradually approached with the sound of horse hooves, and Young Master Fang vented his anger: "Hmph! It was your horse walking in the early morning that trotted my prey, which disturbed Young Master, and then he would return without success..." Anger arose from his heart, evilly aroused his courage, and shot an arrow towards the speeding horse...

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Chapter completed!