It's been a few days since the road is still muddy.

Outside the suspension bridge in Xin'anzhuang, a huge convoy gathered, and there were still large wheeled carts with heavy baggage deep ruts. Each car was equipped with a wolf teeth flag embroidered with the word "money", and the horse was fat, with a shiny yellow copper bell hanging on its chest.

When the wind blows, the jingling rings and spreads far away with the wind.

The wheels were covered with mud and sand, many black clothes, breeches, leggings and wrist guards, and men with bloody red belts wrapped around their waists were guarding each car. They were each wearing red-tax felt hats, cloaks, and double-spinning. They were all riding horses, with dust and haggard faces.

However, everyone is still tough and capable, as if the scene of the escort agency that Yang He saw at the beginning.

Uncle Huang, Jiu Ye, his eldest son Qian Likui, his fourth son Qian Lijue, and his daughter Qian Sanniangce were on the horse, looking curiously at the Zhuangzi in front of him and everything around him.

Uncle Huang is fine. He has been to Xin'anzhuang before. Although there have been changes around the village after the New Year, he is finally mentally prepared.

Jiuye and others looked at everything around them, their eyes full of amazement and admiration.

Yang He led his confidants to greet the suspension bridge. Uncle Huang, Jiuye and others were all dismounted. Uncle Huang smiled and stepped forward and bowed: "Hahaha, Mr. Yang, no, I am going to call Lord Yang, and I have not congratulated Lord Yang on Gao Sheng. Huang also luckily fulfilled his mission and escorted all the goods on the goods list on the order of my lady. He also heard that Lord Yang Gao Sheng, my lady wrote a congratulatory letter and prepared several congratulatory gifts. She said: It is a mere gift, but I don't respect it."

Yang He smiled and said, "Manager Huang has worked hard all the way. He is a familiar friend. Why bother to see him? The usual title is good. Thank you for your kindness. This is a ninth-rank official position, so why bother with her? She is too polite."

The two of them were smiling and both were intimate. Now Yang He and Wang Qiong'e are working together to enter the honeymoon period. He needs a lot of supplies to take care of his big breasts.

But this turbulent wave also attracted a big customer, how could it not be close? Not to mention anything else, Yang He ordered her to have 40,000 jin of fine iron, and this item alone was a big deal of more than 6,000 taels of silver.

Then all kinds of grains, cloth, salt, Suste steel, copper materials, sulfur, lead, wool, cotton, tung oil, cowhide, etc., as well as white lead and black lead, that is, graphite and zinc. Although some of them are also arranged from other places, most of them are supplied by Wang Qiong'e.

After a year, just doing Yang He’s business can make a considerable income.

And looking at this, the more orders you will have, there will be no less orders every year. The closer the cooperation between the two parties is, it is only natural.

As the trusted manager of Wang Qiong'e, Uncle Huang still watched her grow up according to the situation. He is one of the very confidant figures around her.

Of course, it was to follow the advice and work hard to make friends with Yang He.

So he didn't just focus on the order of goods, he also introduced various channels to Yang He. For example, last year he heard that Xin'anzhuang needed a lot of coal, so he contacted the coal merchant in Xuzhou. The coke there originally required twenty taels of silver per ton, and he talked about eighteen taels of silver per ton.

It brings each other closer together and allows Xuzhou coal merchants to gain market and increase their connections, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

This is also because Yang He is arrogant but has a better popularity, and more and more people rely on him for their income.

Many small shops only have a turnover of a few hundred taels a year. He can't eat or drink everything between his fingers.

The two of them exchanged greetings for a while, and Yang He looked at Jiu Ye and others with a smile.

The ninth master Qian Zhongyong also had a smile on his face. He was still wide on his shoulders and broad on his back, with an extraordinary spirit. He had a strong bow on his back and was wearing a deep red cloak. But in a faint way, Yang He could see his fatigue and haggardness that penetrated his bone marrow, and his cheeks were more denser.

The cloak was covered with mud and rotten water, mottled, and many traces of blood were still covered.

His eldest son Qian Likui was still calm, but his hair was scattered under the felt hat and his face was covered with mud and water, with fatigue.

His fourth son Qian Lijue looked around like a mud monkey, and he was curious and had a faint envy.

In the end, it was his daughter Qian Sanniang who was rich and drummed.

When Yang He first met her, he wore a red-taxed felt hat and a cloak. He was dressed up as a man. He was still wearing a big red cloak, but his hair was wrapped in a scarf. He looked like his daughter's family, but what remained unchanged was that her face was still cold and her legs were slender.

She put her heavy mace on the horse, with her double-entry around her waist and a heavy sword, which should be the kind of heavy sword with her hands.

A cloth towel wrapped around his waist makes him look more devilish, convex and scented.

She stood there like a crane standing out in the flock of chickens, and a large number of men around her were much shorter than her.

However, at this time, the cold and beautiful woman had some mud on her face and some mud on her hair. However, she was walking outside with the escort team. She did not wash her face for the sake of protecting her face, so she was only slightly better than her younger brother Qian Lijue.

She didn't say a word, sometimes glanced at Yang He, but when Yang He came, she turned her eyes away.

Finally, there was a pretty stout woman beside her, who was also wearing a cloak and a squid, and a pair of short axes on her waist. She was very heavy and sharp. It was probably less than twenty years old and was a bit pretty, but she had a long scar on her right face.

Looking at Jiu Ye and others, Yang He walked over with a smile, and bowed, "Jiu Ye, after a few months of separation, you and I have met again, are you and I okay?"

Master Jiu bowed and laughed: "I have met Mr. Yang... Oh, Lord Yang, it's hard to say, but Qian cannot compare with the adults. Look at this farm and the market there. How many months have you seen, and the adults' style is better than the past."

Yang He smiled and said, "Master Jiu, what kind of friendship do we have? You will be dissatisfied with this."

He saw that the face of the Ninth Master Qian Zhongyong was quite haggard. It was obvious that he had been working hard these few months. When he looked at his escort team, Yang He remembered that when he met him, there were 50 people in his escort team, the coachman, and the escort team.

Then in the battle of the official road, his escort agency suffered eight casualties, two escorts and one escort was killed, and some of the rest were injured.

However, before the war was separated, he also had some silver and twenty horses. However, it seems that there are only 40 people left in his escort team, and some of them were obviously injured, so they only rode on horseback to endure it.

Speaking of this, Master Jiu sighed, and he sighed: "This Ming Dynasty... Alas, the world is getting more and more chaotic, and there are so many bandits and bandits, and the business of the escort agency is not easy to do."

As he said, after arriving in Huai'an, he also walked to Yangzhou and other places and started a few orders. However, even there was a mess and there were severe droughts over the years. There were hungry people everywhere, and it was very unsafe to walk on the road.

He often asks all parties to handle the matter, and it is common for him to be in danger.

Then he escorted the cargo from the palace. The waterway of the Yellow River Canal here is still convenient, but the water convex is just ordinary. Some valuable items, such as Su Gang, must be transported by land, but the land is dangerous and there are too many thieves.

As an escort team, they lost money from time to time, traveling from 50 people from Xuzhou to now forty people.

If you walk like this for a few years, the escort agency will probably be empty.

Speaking of this, the head of the 12-Cycling Jockey Club in Tongzhou was quite confused. Where will the future go?

He sighed and said, "Look at Mr. Yang again. When you and I met, there were two or three hundred teams, and less than a hundred young and strong people. But now he has built such a large foundation and has a ninth-rank official position. He is indeed a person with great ability."

He sighed in silence, and Yang He smiled and said, "The Ninth Master is too honored. After Yang arrived in Xin'an Village, he was also shocked every step of the way. Only after struggling hard did he find the current situation."

Jiuye Qian Zhongyong was just admired. He also said, "When Qian came here, he saw the hungry people there, and saw that there were many civilians digging ditches and paving roadbeds on the roadside. Is Mr. Yang going to build a road?"

Yang Hedao: "That's right, I plan to bring Zhuangzi to the market, market to the wharf, and to the north of Zhuangzi. These more than 30 miles of roads are repaired, and all are covered with bluestone slabs to facilitate the travel of the people here."

"Thirty miles..."

Jiuye and others were even more shocked. How much money and food does this cost?

Master Jiu sighed: "When Qian saw Mr. Yang, he felt that he was the dragon among men, and it was indeed extraordinary."

Qian Sanniang glanced at Yang He, her eyes radiant, and even the thick woman beside her showed an incredible expression.

Seeing their shocked appearance, the people around Yang He were proud.

In this era, bridge and road construction have always attracted attention, not to mention the Bluestone Road or the thirty-mile-long Bluestone Road. It can be imagined that if the Jieshi Road was built, Xin'an Village will become more famous, and the name of Yanghe will be spread rapidly.

Just like later generations, they would not be able to meet people without a good car. This thirty-mile bluestone street will be the biggest storefront sign in Xin'an Village in the future.

Everyone greeted each other, sighed, and reunited after a long time, were all joyful.

Jiu Ye’s son and daughter also came up to meet Yang He. In addition to Qian Likui and others, Qian Sanniang also gave a gift.

She hugged Yang He and lowered her eyes, her eyelashes were long and slightly trembling.

Seeing his daughter showing off, Qian Zhongyong smiled.

This child finally looks like a daughter.

But, alas...

So tall, the matchmaker was scared away when she saw it.

It has always been a heartbreaking problem for Master Jiu to not get married.

Seeing that his daughter's self-esteem was frustrated and became colder day by day, he felt uncomfortable.

The thick woman beside Qian Sanniang also clasped her fists at Yang He, and Yang He said: "Who is this?"

Master Jiu said, "Oh, this is the little girl who rescued her on the way, Li Ruwan and Li Xiaoma."

The thick woman lifted the cloak behind her and said boldly: "I have met Mr. Yang. I want to inquire with Mr. Yang. I want to ask Mr. Yang that there is a student named Wei near Xin'anzhuang. He is my fiancé and a person from Nanzhili."

Yang He glanced at the two heavy short axes around her waist, shook his head and smiled, "I haven't seen them before."

Li Ruwan sighed, with a look of disappointment on her face, and she murmured: "My husband, where are you? I have found you so hard."

After the greetings, Yang He asked Manager Huang, Jiuye and others to go to the village to talk. Everyone laughed and entered the village. Yang He looked at Minister Yang and looked thoughtful.

He whispered in surprise: "You won't fall in love with that Li Ruwan, are you? You have also heard that she has a fiancé, and she is a student with the surname Wei."

Minister Yang shook his head and said, "No, she is still too thin, which is not to my taste. I just wonder if she has any sister or sister, who is stronger than her."

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Lao Bainiu: A continuation of Nanming fan work by Lao Zhang’s reading. "The Biography of Zhang Songtao in the Southern Ming Dynasty" has been opened. The author’s name is Lao Gong Changtou. I took a look. My writing skills are sophisticated and the tension is smooth. It is very good. You can go and take a look.
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