An eight-year-old kid emptied his scumbag father's warehouse and followed his grandparents into

Going further, they looked at the busiest section of the street, but there was not much that could attract them to watch or buy.

Few shops near this market sell bamboo products; most of them sell dry goods, rice, food and daily necessities.

Dried bamboo shoots make up the majority of the dried goods, and there are also mushrooms, wood ears, ferns, etc., but the quantity is not large.

There were two or three other shops selling smoked and dried goods, mostly smoked meats, ranging from whole wild boars to bamboo rats and sparrows, along with a variety of dried wild vegetables like bracken. The prices were about double those of fresh, freshly picked ones, making them very reasonable.

Seeing that the shop also sold radish sauce and dried bamboo shoot sauce, Jing Chunxi called out, "Chun Tao, don't you say these are delicious? Pick out a hundred cans of both and have them sent to the ship." The food on the ship was either steamed, stewed, or cured, and it would definitely taste much better with some seasoning sauce.

Soon the two maids came back happily, saying, "Sister Chuntao is the best at bargaining. Not only did she help deliver the goods, but she also saved one cent on each jar. Look, that jar is even bigger than the one we just bought." Tangshuang was very happy to have saved a penny, and she forgot their usual gossip and started to speak well of Chuntao.

The sky was beginning to get a bit gloomy, so it should be dark soon.

I guess Ah Qi and his friends have almost finished harvesting their dried bamboo shoots. Jing Chunxi said to Xiao Man, "Can you tell me where their house is?"

Xiao Man quickly replied, "Didn't the kid yell about the East Village Entrance? I'll go ask."

After saying that, he ran to the shop next door. Sugar Frost looked at his back and said, "Xiao Man has a good memory. I didn't hear what that kid yelled at all!"

Chun Tao: "If you don't tell me, I won't even remember this."

After a while, Xiao Man came running back and said, "That's called East Village. You have to climb up some stairs. Their village is right next to the market. They say there are several entrances. We can only go up and ask."

Following the direction pointed by Xiao Manzi, I walked back to the location of the mountain god statue.

"That's not, that's not... Ah Heng's cousin?"

Xiao Man suddenly pointed at the two people in front of her and said something, but she didn't know what to address them. She felt that calling them Young Master Tao seemed inappropriate, so she could only call them Cousin Ah Heng.

The two people over there heard the sound and turned around. They had nothing in their hands, and it seemed that they hadn't bought anything. They bowed to Jing Chunxi, and Cheng Rui greeted her, "Miss Jing, what a coincidence!"

Jing Chunxi also bowed slightly, then remembered that he had to invite these two people to dinner. He quickly said, "Where have you been? It's almost time for dinner, and I was just looking for you.

Xiaoman, take them to the restaurant and wait there first. If they are hungry, ask them to serve some sugar-coated rice cakes.

Chuntao, you should come with us and help them urge them to stew the wild boar quickly."

Besides the home-cooked dishes they had ordered from the restaurant, there were four or five other large dishes. The wild boar was probably stewed in a large pot, and there were other dishes that were stir-fried and braised. There were also several pounds of sparrows that were fried. These were all dishes that the restaurant usually made, so they shouldn't have taken too long to cook.

The sky was already dark, and it wouldn't be long before it was completely dark. Jing Chunxi had things to do and didn't want to bring so many people with him, so he told Tang Shuang to leave alone.

According to what Xiaoman asked just now, go up the stairs on the right, turn a corner when you reach a platform, and you will reach East Village not far away.

As for the entrance to East Village, it’s not too difficult to find. Just go up and ask.

Chuntao and Xiaoman didn't want to leave the young lady. Although they were reluctant, they didn't dare to disobey.

Chuntao asked the two brothers to wait, saying that she wanted to go and see if there was anyone else on the boat who had not received the notice to eat, and also wanted to see if the store had delivered the radish sauce and dried bamboo shoot sauce to the boat.

Jing Chunxi walked up a dozen or so steps, then turned around and saw Chuntao and Xiaoman about to step down. He hurriedly called out to them, "Remember to call the guards on the boat. Also, remember to ask the restaurant to stir-fry a few dishes and send them over. Don't let the boatman go hungry."

Chun Tao agreed loudly without looking back: "Miss, I understand!"

Sugar Frost followed the young lady and saw another long flight of stairs ahead. She couldn't help but complain, "Master, this road is so difficult to walk on, and it's also hard to carry it on the boat. I should have harvested the bamboo shoots on the boat earlier."

Tang Shuang looked around and the more he looked, the more he felt that this was indeed the case. He said, "Master, why don't we use a boat to pull it back? If Master Tao and the others use a carriage, I'm afraid they won't be able to get in. This is not even a road!"

Jing Chunxi ignored her and let her nag, but Tang Shuang's mouth was not locked. She continued, "The ship is empty anyway. It's the same thing if we transport it to Jian'an County and then hand it over to Young Master Tao. It saves us from running back and forth."

Jing Chunxi turned around and punched her on the shoulder. "You're being too clever! You think there aren't any dried bamboo shoots in Jian'an County? I'm afraid there are even more. And you insisted on taking them there? And then taking them back to the capital from Jian'an County? That's a real hassle. Doesn't it cost money?"

Sugar Frost finally calmed down and didn't dare to speak. At this moment, she felt really ashamed of herself and felt that her brain was still a mess.

By the time they reached a staircase, they had already climbed hundreds of steps. They climbed up in one breath, their hands on their knees, panting for breath.

After looking around and up, I realized that we were almost at the top of the mountain.

Not far to the left and right, it was no longer a bluestone road, but a fairly flat road. This might be the land route to Xunyang City that the restaurant owner mentioned.

It is called a main road because it is only slightly smaller than the official road. It can accommodate two carriages running side by side, and there is also space on the side for mountain people to travel.