Author: Lady calm down

The next day, at the beginning of Mao hour.

It was pitch dark inside the shack, and a few firelights could be seen leaking in through the cracks in the door.

After Chen Chu woke up, he touched his side but found nothing.

"Cat?" Chen Chu called softly, but no one answered.

He put on his clothes and stood up, opened the door and walked out.

The morning breeze outside is refreshing and the sky is filled with stars.

The cat squatted in front of the stove, staring at the jumping flames in a daze, its little face being reflected in and out of light.

Steam was rising from the earthenware pot on the stove.

"You need to get up so early to cook." Chen Chu approached.

"Well" Mao'er turned around after hearing the sound. He cried hard last night. At this moment, his peach blossom eyes were still slightly red and swollen, but a smile appeared on his face unconsciously. "The official is going to the city today, how can I let you go hungry?

Do something"

After a simple breakfast, candles were also lit in several other houses that were going into the city today. There were noises, and it seemed that they were getting up.

But Mao'er called Chen Chu into the shack.

"Here, the officer has changed into new clothes."

A new suit of clothes was folded at the end of the bed, and a pair of new boots lay beside it.

In the past, when Chen Chu changed clothes, the cat would always hide out. Seeing that she had no intention of going out this time, Chen Chu took off his old clothes directly.

Only the clothes and Spongebob underwear are left.

The turban only covered the chest and back, much like men's vests in later generations.

The cat standing aside turned his face away uncomfortably, but couldn't help but glance at it.

Under the dim oil lamp, Chen Chu's strong arms were turned into a bronze color.

I don't know what I thought of, but Mao'er's little face suddenly turned red, even the roots of his ears were dyed red.

Here, Chen Chu unfolded his new clothes and took a look and found that it was a loose long coat. This was his first time wearing a long coat, so he was a little awkward.

Seeing him like this, Mao'er, who still had a blush on his face, took the initiative to step forward, stood on tiptoes and carefully arranged the collar, then took a soap silk ribbon and put it around Chen Chu's waist with both hands to tie it for him.

After a while, it was tidied up.

Plain white dark moire straight-seam wide shirt, tied with a soap silk ribbon at the waist, and short high-heeled boots on the feet.

Chen Chu's height already stood out at the moment. Of course, he couldn't compare with that beast like Yao Changzi.

I have been doing farm work for half a year, and my body is much stronger. It is the time when I "look thin when I wear clothes, but look fat when I take off clothes".

This set of clothes and shoes sewn by Mao'er himself gives off a rich and handsome look.

The cat took a step back. The more he looked at it, the more satisfied he became. He couldn't help but grin.

Chen Chu turned around in a circle and said jokingly: "Last night, he said that I'm not allowed to do this and that I'm not allowed to do that, but he made me a nice dress just in case the female bandit who blocked the road fell in love with her.

What should I do?”

"Humph~" Mao'er raised his little fist and shook it in front of Chen Chu, wrinkled his nose and said, "Let's see who dares! One cat will fight one, two cats will fight one pair!"

After that, Mao'er stepped forward and tugged at the hem of his new clothes to smooth out the slight wrinkles on it.

Just at this time, Yang Dalang's voice sounded outside the door: "Brother Chu, Tianxiao, get up and go on your way."

When Chen Chu heard this, he turned around and walked toward the door, but felt a slight resistance behind him and couldn't help but turn around.

But he saw that Mao'er was still holding on to the corner of his clothes and wouldn't let go.

Chen Chu asked strangely: "What's wrong? Is there anything else?"

Mao'er first looked back at Hu Tou, who was still sleeping soundly, and then took half a step forward, standing straight in front of Chen Chu, staring at him with watery peach blossom eyes, silently.

Chen Chu was stunned for a moment before he realized that he wanted to hug him.

This requirement must naturally be met.

He smiled, opened his arms and took the cat into his arms.

Mao'er obediently rubbed her little face against Chen Chu's chest and murmured: "The officials will come back early after finishing their work. Don't be greedy for the beautiful scenery outside. Remember that Mao'er is still waiting for you at home."

Entering the city at this time.

Along the way, Chen Chu dusted the front of his new clothes from time to time.

There is some dust on it, which was accidentally rubbed on when picking fruits in the morning.

But his careful attitude attracted Yang Dalang's sarcastic words, "Aiyou, which rich young man is this? How can he be with us?"

Well, others are wearing coarse cloth and short brown clothes, but Chen Chu is wearing a long brocade gown, and the most slutty white color.

Brother Chen, you are out of touch with the masses!

"Da Lang, don't be jealous. Although you don't have new clothes to wear, you don't have a wife either."

So, Chen Chu reminded this single dog again.

After entering the city, the group went straight to Tianshui Lane.

Today Zhang Bao happens to be taking a break at home.

Without exchanging a few words, Yang Youtian asked about the last time Yang Zhen and his group entered the city.

"Godfather, I really have wronged Dalang and the others this time." Zhang Bao sat on the stone bench, stroking his beard and said, "I was there that night, Dalang, Brother Chu and the others really wanted to talk about something."

When Uncle Yang heard that several people were staying at Zhang Bao's house that night, he couldn't help but nodded and said: "Brother Bao, I believe what you say." Then, Old Man Yang turned back and scolded Yang Zhen: "Even if I'm not kidding, I'll punish you by kneeling down."

It's not a waste to be late, who told you not to tell me earlier."

Isn't this just the father-son version that ignores the facts?

"Dad, how many times have I explained this to you at home? But you don't believe me! You believe Brother Bao's words," Yang Zhen said unjustly.

"Can you compare with Brother Bao? Brother Bao is an upright man and doesn't like women."

No, uncle, when did you become blind?

Look at how serious he is pretending to be, his peeing is split, okay?

Chen Chu couldn't help but look over. With a serious face, Zhang Bao, who was listening to Yang Youtian's teachings, suddenly winked at Chen Chu quietly while his uncle wasn't paying attention.

Oh, this Diaomao is quite naughty and can act cute.

Early noon.

Ximen Gong, who had received the news, sent someone to Zhang's house to invite Chen Chu and others to a banquet.

But Old Man Yang said he didn’t want to go because he didn’t want to deal with officials.

If he doesn't go, Zhang Bao will naturally stay at home.

Chen Chu, Dalang and the eldest son followed the servants of the Ximen family to the Yingxian Tower in the city.

Due to its geographical location, Tongshan County became the distribution center for smuggled goods from Qi and Zhou.

Although cross-border smuggling caravans carry risks, the profit returns are worth the risk.

After each handover is completed, the caravan members and merchants will naturally feel happy.

This has led to abnormal industry development in the city. There are more than ten brothels, large and small, in a small town with a population of only a few thousand.

Among them, the most famous and luxurious one is Caiwei Pavilion, and the second one is Yingxian Pavilion.

The boy led several people into the private room, where officials from Ximen were already waiting.

As soon as they met, Ximen Gong burst into hearty laughter.

He does have reason to be happy.

A few days ago, the first batch of Zhuyan fruit sellers arrived at Xinyang Army in the south of Huai River. In just one day, two of the fruits were sold out.

Chen Chu has a mature marketing model here, so Ximen Gong doesn’t need to work hard to promote it.

We directly invited two storytellers to give lectures on "The Legend of Journey to the West" in the local area. With the blessing of the story, the popularity of Zhuyanguo increased again and again.

In the past few days, there has been a rush for goods there.

In the past, the main goods sold by Qi were: northern pearls, leather and fur, cattle and horses, silver coins, and medicinal materials.

However, among these goods, cattle and horses are living animals and are the most difficult to traffic; leather can be used as armor, and crossing the border to aid the enemy is strictly prohibited and carries the highest risk.

The silver is expensive, the medicinal materials are thin, and the price/performance ratio is not high.

That is to say, Beizhu is suitable for transportation, but due to extreme scarcity, it is often difficult to organize the supply of goods.

However, Zhuyanguo does not have the above problems at all. Not only is the weight reasonable, but the unit price is extremely high.

It is simply a good thing tailor-made for smuggling!

"Mr. Chen, let's try this distant mountain sunset. How does it compare with Caiwei Pavilion?"
To be continued...