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

Shen Xianzhu could naturally see why the shopkeeper was rude to him at first but then respectful, but he turned around and wanted to leave just now because he was retreating to advance.

Nowadays, the best thing is to make a deal. In Xiao Zhuzi's words, making money to pay off debts is the family's top priority, and everything else is secondary.

After the largest wood merchant in the city signed a contract with the Shen family, even if the remaining one or two companies were unwilling to cooperate, the impact would not be significant.

But Shen Xianzhu wanted to do everything perfectly, so he asked his classmates if he could take his cousin with him, and then left the rest to Shen He.

"Uncle Qi, if the other two places are hard to find, please go back to Laojun Temple and wait for Uncle Huang and Xiao Zhuzi to come together."

"Even if you don't tell me, I will go back and take the children to install the bellows for the buyer." Shen He felt that the children of the family must be present at the business of the fifth brother's family.

Not long after the two sides separated, he hurried back to the outside of the city and saw from a distance that many people were gathered outside the Laojun Temple, watching the stalls being set up.

When the Xia Wang brothers were excitedly selling goods with a group of teenagers, several strong men strode over and instantly pushed away the people who were looking at the goods.

"Go away, go away. We brothers have taken over all these bellows." When pushing the man away, he deliberately kicked over a bellows.

Those who came to see things in the scorching sun at this moment were not the pampered rich people. When they saw that it was the idlers near the dock, they quickly retreated.

Xia Xing approached and handed over a dozen copper coins, offering to treat them to tea. A burly man knocked the coins to the ground, grabbed Xia Xing's wrist, and said, "Boy, you're treating a beggar with just this little?"

The young men had never experienced this before and immediately became angry and wanted to argue.

Fortunately, Shen He increased the speed of his car and stopped the teenagers. He then took back Xia Xing's hand and said to the strong men with a smile, "Please forgive me, my friends. This is the first time for these kids to go out.

So, I invite you all to go to Mr. Deng at the dock and try his green plum wine, how about that?

Several strong men looked at each other and said, "You are smart."

But one of them said, "I heard that bellows can make fires more prosperous and save money. Let's give one to each of our brothers."

"Okay, if you order more, you can get a discount." Shen He smiled.

But the person opposite him grabbed his collar and said, "I never pay for anything I buy."

"Let go!" Shen Lingzhu and his uncle successfully achieved their goal and rushed back. Seeing this scene, they jumped off the mule cart and ran over without saying a word.

She glanced at the burly men and said, "If you have something to say, just say it. Let them go."

"Xiao Zhuzi, step back. Xia Xing, what are you doing? Pull Xiao Zhuzi away." Shen He couldn't push the strong men away for a moment, and was afraid that they would hurt her by mistake.

"Hahaha, where did this little fart come from..." Before the word "child" could be uttered, the strong men saw the child who was protected by the teenagers quickly untie the backpack.

In a flash, he placed an arrow into a strange bamboo device and pointed it at the person holding Shen He: "I'll count to one, two, three, and let go."

He shouted again, "Cover me." Then, several young men raised their arms and drew out the slingshots from their waists, and pressed down the stones they carried with them.

At first, Shen Lingzhu and her senior sister made some slingshots and wanted to sell them at the market. After being rejected by their uncle, they distributed the slingshots to their brothers and cousins ​​to play with.

The young men would get up early or in the evening and go up the mountain to hunt pheasants or something. Sometimes Shen Lingzhu insisted on going with them, and everyone was used to dispersing on both sides to protect her, so their volley shooting movements were extremely skillful.

Oh my god! The spectators who had not yet completely left, as well as the vendors selling iced drinks and incense candles nearby, immediately scattered like birds and beasts.

Huang Zongqi, the uncle who had come chasing after him in his carriage, cried out, "Little Zhuzi, don't do that."

This kind of thing has to be done by him.

"Uncle, I definitely won't do anything if they let go of Uncle Seven." Shen Lingzhu agreed very well, but turned around and read out loudly: "One!"

The sturdy man who knew what it was thought it looked like a crossbow, so he immediately told his accomplice, "Release it, release it."

Damn, what kind of family is this? They let their child carry a crossbow when going out!

As soon as they let go, they saw the new mule cart driver quickly pull out a pig-killing knife from the cart.

As he approached, he swished the knife in his hand and said, "Brothers, do you want to buy a bellows? Take your pick.

Wait a minute, I, along with Mr. He from the east city and Mr. Zheng Erzhu from the west city, will escort you brothers home."

"He, Zheng? You, who are you?" Several strong men softened their voices when they heard the names of the two most famous butcher shops in the city.

Shen Lingzhu felt very strange, and at the signal of his seventh uncle, he quickly put away his bamboo crossbow and hid behind his brothers to peek, as if nothing had happened just now.

She whispered to Huang Xunzhi in front of her: "Cousin Zhi, who is Mr. He?"

"A butcher in the county town."

"Zheng Erzhu too?"

"Ah."

"They seem to be afraid of these two people."

"Of course, look."

Shen Lingzhu looked again and saw several strong men bowing and clasping their hands in front of his uncle who had given his name, and kept saying that the flood had washed away the Dragon King Temple and that they were all one of them.

"My eldest brother also followed you to the capital to entertain the troops, but unfortunately he died when he encountered the Tartar scouts."

"My uncle also went there, but he came back alive with a broken leg."

"My father said that the brothers were young at the time. They rushed forward with a roar, killed more than a dozen Tartars, and captured more than 20 horses."

As they were talking, they took out their wallets and gave money to their uncle, saying, "Brother Huang, let us treat you to a drink."

Huang Zongqi, of course, refused to accept it. He even asked Xia Xing to take out another hundred-coin bill and give it to them: "This is my own business. Brothers, please pass on the message to other places.

Anyone who asks He Da and Zheng Er to buy the Seven-Star Bellows Fairy Chair will get a discount of only 90% of the price."

"Okay, we'll get the message across."

"Brother Huang, this belongs to that young man just now." The burly man who knocked down Xia Xing's copper coin picked it up and handed it to him.

When Huang Zongqi saw Xia Xing nod, he accepted it and let them leave.

Several strong men retreated slowly at first, but after a few steps they turned around and ran away in unison.

On this side, Shen Lingzhu rushed out from behind the crowd, his face full of eagerness: "Uncle, did you also participate in the battle to protect the capital a few years ago?"

Hero! She has admired those who protect their families since she was a child.

Among the young men, the three from the Huang family were particularly proud when they saw others surrounding Huang Zongqi in admiration.

"It was just a little while ago. At that time, we heard that the emperor had won a great victory and rebuilt Daomaguan Pass. We, the young men who were patrolling the village, were ordered to deliver supplies there.

Who knew they would run into a defeated Tartar army that had lost their way in the mountains? Fortunately, they had been defeated before and their horses were starving and had no strength, otherwise my uncle would not have been able to defeat the cavalry no matter how hard he tried.

"Oh, your father was with us at the time, and he was the first to discover the enemy." Otherwise, they would have been caught off guard and few would have survived. Huang Zongqi sighed whenever he thought of the dozens of young men who had gone with him, killed or wounded.

"Uncle Huang, please tell me more." The young men were at the age of passion. They had never seen the horrors of war and what they longed to do was to be in the battle and fight to kill the enemy.

Huang Zongqi shook his head and said, "There's nothing to say. If someone wants to kill us, running away is useless.

Fighting back is the best way to save yourself." The memory was too bloody, and he didn't want to.

After a pause, he continued, “But it’s not a forced killing.

Just like those idle guys who were looking for trouble and asking for money just now, there is no need to go too far unless it means risking your life.

"Little Bamboo, don't show your crossbow too much in the future. It can easily hurt people."