Don't worry about traveling through time, she has an all-powerful senior sister to help her

It turned out to be Zhuang Baibu and his group. They were walking from the other end of the corridor, and the bearded man was wearing a gorgeous red tuxedo.

His men were also all wearing red armor, and they looked very impressive when they marched in unison.

Shen Xianzhu took one look at the badges hanging on their waists, exchanged a few polite words, and was about to take his sisters away, but the head of Zhuang Baibu suddenly said, "I advise Mr. Shen to stay in the corridor for a while."

Shen Lingzhu took advantage of his young age and asked him directly: "Why?"

"Duke Zhongguo's nephew will be going ashore soon." After saying this, he stroked his beard meaningfully and walked towards the shore, with his personal guards following closely.

The three siblings looked at the big ship that had just docked in unison. Are they enemies who meet on a narrow road?

Zhuang Baibu paused for a moment and whispered, "Our boss is here to pick him up."

After they had set up the bellows at the Shen family, how could they not ask about this family? The horse herders in the valley actually knew whose house was at the foot of the next mountain.

He and his boss never expected that this person was actually the son of a Jinshi scholar. After further inquiries at the Shenquanji Teahouse today, they found out that he was one of the people who had recently offended Duke Zhongguo.

"Will you and him pass by the foot of the mountain again?" Senior Sister Shen Miaozhu asked when Zhuang Baibu turned around.

He whispered again, "No, he took the water route."

After he finished speaking, the others quickly caught up with their leader.

The three siblings retreated to the corridor in tacit understanding. Fortunately, the few people who had been resting in the corridor had already run away when Zhuang Baibu and the others passed by, so the corridor was quiet at this time.

At this time, Xia Wang came back to talk about the salt, but saw the young master making gestures to him not to move or speak.

The third girl waved for him to come over, and Xia Wang was a little embarrassed for a moment.

Seeing that the brother and sister gave completely different instructions, Shen Miaozhu shook her head and walked out of the corridor to talk to Xia Wang.

Although he had his doubts, the Fifth Madam had told him before he left that he should listen to the Second Young Lady if he had any questions while he was away.

Shen Lingzhu saw Xia Wang return to the car, wearing a wide-brimmed straw hat and walking towards the shore. He curiously asked what his senior sister had said to him.

"No, I just asked him to stand on the shore and look back to see if he could spot us." Shen Miaozhu looked at the shore from afar, and indeed saw two waves of people coming down from the big ship.

Zhuang Baibu's group, who had just left, quickly came over to meet them, and the soldiers from both sides quickly provided protection on both sides.

Amidst the crowd, Shen Miaozhu, who was taller than her, could no longer be seen clearly, and the even shorter Shen Lingzhu could not be seen at all.

She exhaled a breath of foul air and said, "Why is he running here?"

"The office of the Shenwu Youwei Command Headquarters is in Zhengding, more than 200 miles north of Shun County." Shen Xianzhu asked this from his father.

Shen Lingzhu frowned: "Will he be in charge of the guard post near us?"

Senior sister said that Qianhu is the fifth rank. Don't worry about the saying that civil officials are superior to military officials. For common people, the ninth rank is also a rank. It's easy to solve if you cause trouble once or twice, but it will be a bit troublesome if you keep causing trouble.

Shen Xianzhu couldn't answer. He didn't even know which county or hilltop the nearby garrison was located on. After thinking for a moment, he said, "From what the village captain said, this nearby garrison is under his superior's jurisdiction."

"Captain?" The two sisters asked in unison.

Shen Xianzhu explained to the two of them in detail the differences between the waist badges and the positions they represented.

Only then did the two realize that Zhuang Baibu's leader was a thousand-householder, of the same rank as Master Shi.

It seems that next time they pass by my house, I can no longer sell food to make extra money.

Shen Lingzhu asked again: "Brother, wouldn't Shi suddenly think that our family is here?"

Senior Sister Shen Miaozhu spoke for her eldest brother, who didn't know how to respond, and said, "When water comes, cover it with earth. Don't worry about it for no reason.

I bet he had never even heard of Shenquanji before, let alone knew where Beigou Village was.

If you don’t believe me, ask my elder brother. He may know the hometowns of his academy’s principal and teachers.”

Shen Xianzhu recalled that this was indeed the case: "We only know that the headmaster was from Wuwei, Southern Zhili, but we don't know the specific location."

"Look." Shen Miaozhu scratched the tip of her junior sister's nose to stop her from frowning.

While the three siblings were waiting quietly, the guards on the shore began to move again, and in less than a moment, everyone ran onto the boat.

Shen Xianzhu's eyes lit up: "Let's go."

Sure enough, a quarter of an hour later, the big ship left in the eyes of everyone at the ferry, and the shore, which had been silent for a long time, was suddenly filled with shouts and calls again.

Xia Wang ran back quickly, "They've all left, not a single one is left.

And I learned from the warehouse manager that the ship was going to the valley to transport horses."

"Let's go too." Shen Miaozhu was the first to step out from the railing in the middle of the corridor, followed closely by Shen Lingzhu.

Their eldest brother was too embarrassed to point out in front of Xia Wang that such an action was indecent.

Soon, Xia Wang took the three siblings to the back door of a small tavern at the ferry. The owner recognized them as soon as he opened the door.

He couldn't help laughing and asked, "Would you like to have a meal?"

"No, we want five pickled fish." Xia Wang was referring to five pounds of salt.

"Okay, wait a moment, everyone." The shopkeeper half-closed the door and returned with a small clay pot. "Sixty coins in total," he said as he handed it over.

Shen Lingzhu: "So expensive!" Official salt is fifteen cents per catty, and private salt is twelve, which is not cheap.

Unfortunately, they have no access to such a lucrative business.

Before coming, she asked her uncle, the salt merchant, what the price was.

My uncle said that no matter whether the salt merchant used a small salt voucher of 200 kilograms or a large salt voucher of 400 kilograms, he would get extra salt when withdrawing.

The cost of salt per pound is about five cents, and the selling price depends on where the salt area is, ranging from seven to fifteen cents.

Salt is the most indispensable thing in the world, and it is so easy to make.

The senior sister also asked, "Can I get a discount if I buy more?"

The shopkeeper took back the pottery jar and said, "Little girl, there is no other pickled fish cheaper than mine. Look at the color.

You can’t buy the same pickled goods outside without eighteen cents.”

He opened the lid to reveal the white salt grains inside and said, "I'll give you the jar. Sixty-one is not expensive."

It looked finer and whiter than official salt. Shen Lingzhu and her senior sister looked at each other. Even though they knew the store would charge extra for adding another jar, they still had to buy it.

But I still felt a little unwilling, so I asked, "Uncle, your family runs a wine shop, so I guess the kitchen stove is used very frequently."

The shopkeeper was very patient with the customers who paid, saying, "Of course, we make money from this."

"Will the stove fire occasionally run out of fire when there are too many people eating?" Shen Lingzhu gestured to Xia Wang to bring a bellows, and the eldest brother also actively ran to get it.

The shopkeeper raised an eyebrow. "Do you have a good solution? How much money?"

"It's not much, just one cent." Shen Miaozhu knew her junior sister's intention very well, "Buy ten and you can get a five cent discount."

When the bellows were brought in, the shopkeeper couldn't see how it would be of any help. After Shen Lingzhu offered to renovate the stove for him for free, and would not take any money if the job was not done well, the shopkeeper nodded in agreement after only a few moments of thought.

It was very simple to knock on the air outlet and install the bellows. Not long after, the stove was lit and the fire became bigger and more intense when the shop owner pulled the bellows lever.

He was overjoyed and in great pain.

Shen Lingzhu took advantage of the victory and said that he could recommend people to buy and give him two cents for each sale.

The shopkeeper recommended the tea shop next door without hesitation, and asked for a five-cent commission for each piece sold.

Shen Lingzhu: What a money-grubber.