Crossing the book to escape famine, poor little guy does not become cannon fodder reference group

When he was pulled out of the cabin, he was completely dazed.

He thought his plan was perfect, but he was still discovered.

When he was brought to the deck, he saw a young man in a green robe at first sight.

He didn't know this person.

He Chi was holding a book in his hand. When he saw him being brought up, he carefully put the book back into the bookbox at his feet.

"Are you Lu Ying, the eldest son of Magistrate Lu?" He Chi smiled slightly, but had no intention of going forward to help Lu Ying up.

Nonsense! He's not a fool. He's not a strong fighter to begin with. Is he really going to take the initiative to be someone's hostage?

Lu Ying lowered his head and said in a muffled voice, "You don't need to test me. You can kill me or chop me up, it's all up to you."

He Chi shook his head. "Your Excellency is wrong. I don't want to kill you. It's just that we at Songjiabao want to discuss a cooperation with you."

As he spoke, he waved to Han Shi who was standing beside him.

Han Shi understood and took a tray from another member of the escort team.

There were several things on the tray.

There is a small round mirror the size of a palm, which can clearly reflect a person's face.

There was also a bar of sulfur soap and a glass bottle of light green liquid.

He Chi was extremely patient and explained everything to Lu Ying one by one, which made Lu Ying's heart surge with emotion.

"You mean, you want to cooperate with me and sell these things to the capital?"

He couldn't believe it, and his voice was trembling.

He Chi smiled and said "hmm", "In addition to treating patients, we in Songjiabao also tinker with these weird things."

"We don't know how to farm, so we can only rely on silver to buy food."

This also explains why Songjiabao bought a large amount of grain.

Lu Ying suddenly understood. No wonder the people who were sent to monitor Songjiabao came back and said that they seemed to be short of food and they often saw trucks carrying food into Wubao.

"But aren't you afraid that I might run away? Or that I might break my promise?"

He Chi gave Han Shi a wink, and Han Shi immediately took out a small porcelain bottle, poured out a pill from it, and stuffed it into Lu Ying's mouth in the blink of an eye.

Lu Ying: ...

He just asked that question unnecessarily.

He Chi: "I'm not afraid anymore. I believe that Young Master Lu will be the most trustworthy person in the world."

"By the way, you have to take the antidote for this poison once a month, otherwise you'll die from a perforated stomach."

Lu Ying: ...

He knows that studying medicine is dirty!

There's no need to ask what you fed him. If it were him, he would probably do the same thing.

He gritted his teeth and pounded his fist on the deck. "Okay, as long as you help me take good care of my wife and children, I will sell these goods of yours to the capital."

He Chi squatted down and looked at him at eye level.

"Master Lu, I hope your aunt will have a share of this business."

After he said this, what else did Lu Ying not understand?

It turns out that these people have such a big appetite that they even set their sights on his aunt who is a concubine in the palace.

But he simply couldn't say no.

It was not just because he had just taken a poison that could penetrate his intestines, but also because of the audacity of these people and the huge profits behind these businesses.

A piece of sulfur soap sells for 200 wen, and he can take 60% of it, which is about wen.

There are so many people in the capital, if a family buys a piece of sulfur soap... it would be a "silver mountain".

The perfume in glass bottles is the real "gold mountain"

The wages of avarice is death.

This truth remains unchanged.