When we arrived in front of Xiang Bo's house, we found that it was already surrounded by people. In addition to young women who were inconvenient to show up and those who really couldn't leave, almost all of them came here.

The reason for so many people is that there is nothing to be busy with during the slack season, and there are people delivering fried food at the door, and villagers are short of oil and water from old age to young age. This kind of fruit that uses enough oil and salt is the supreme delicacy, and no one wants to miss it. They take it themselves and have to carry it for their families. It seems that they have to send it for a few rounds, so everyone is even more reluctant to leave.

Seeing Qin Xiucai and the others coming, everyone automatically made a way out and watched them move forward with awe and envious look. Zhu Da could clearly feel that the villagers had regarded him as a person from another class.

After entering the yard, there were snacks and tea on the table prepared yesterday. Many people who followed Qin Xiucai had already sat down, and more people were busy serving him. Several people were sitting there in Baibao Village. In addition to the general flag Li Ji, who was wearing military officer uniforms, there were also three elders in the village. The three of them could barely be considered "respected" in the village. Some of their property and age were already there. The three of them sat there very restrictively, and they didn't seem to expect that they would call them to come in this occasion.

Zhu Da wanted to ask them for the reason, and he wanted to make up the numbers to fill the scene, but in the eyes of the villagers of Baibao Village, the only big scene in Xiang’s house was already the only big scene.

There were three general flags sitting in the yard. I heard that there was a scholar. General flag was the "big master" that most villagers could see. The scholar was even more awesome. He was still talking about it outside, saying that the status of other people who could sit in the yard was not bad.

After Zhu Da entered the yard, he saw the fourth high school master who was standing in front of the station yesterday. Today is not as high as yesterday. He politely greeted many people in the yard, but sat in the seat very behind.

"...... The Zhu family is really lucky. They also said that the family is a young man who wants to lose his family, but look at this decent..."

"...Long live the emperor, his surname is Zhu. Everything belongs to the Zhu family. How can you be lucky..."

“… He didn’t say it wasn’t a Zhu…”

Zhu Da understood the meaning of Qin Xiucai's so striking. Xiucai Qin Chuan didn't need such a scene. He did this for Zhu Da and the Zhu family.

This is so singular for the villagers of Baibao Village and for Zhu Da. After doing this, no one in Baibao Village dares to underestimate the Zhu family. It will be very convenient for the Zhu family to do anything, and Li Ji, the general bannerman, will take care of him or her more or less, but the most fundamental thing is to do it for Zhu Da, and put a heavy bet on Zhu Da and bring them closer together.

As the person involved, Zhu Da felt very comfortable to be valued so much, especially after he understood his thoughts, this kind of emphasis made him feel much more confident.

Qin Xiucai took Zhu Da to meet the people in the yard. The two general flags were two hundred households in the northeast of Baibao Village, as well as the second son of a certain official, the nephew of a squire, etc., and a total of six people were introduced. They all looked sophisticated and should be characters in the local area, but they didn't know the distance and distance of the relationship with Shengping Salt Stack.

Zhu Da was polite to everyone, but he also noticed the confusion in everyone's eyes and expressions. Everyone had it, but the disguise was different. Everyone was carefully observing and looking at Zhu Da. Zhu Da knew why. These people were wondering why Qin Xiucai valued a twelve-year-old boy so much, and this boy couldn't see how outstanding this boy was.

Qin Xiucai raised Zhu Da's father very high and treated him equally as a person of the same status. This surprised others even more and made Zhu Shitou at a loss. It was entirely the care and leadership of the scholar Qin Chuan so that he would not make jokes. Instead, Xiang Bo responded much better, although his words and deeds were also very stiff.

"Can you tell? These people have to give Mr. Qin a face." The adults and the elders were polite. Zhu Da sat aside, and the only person he chatted with was Zhou Qingyun.

"I can't see it." Zhou Qingyun didn't even think much, he didn't care about this at all.

Zhu Da smiled and asked and answered, "Actually, today is Mr. Qin's one-man show, and everyone else is with him. The people here are fine, but those who followed him are not unhappy at all, and they all accompany him with all their best."

"You shouldn't call me dad, or call me foster father or something, why should you call me Mr. Qin?" Zhou Qingyun said something else directly.

"I'm not used to it." Zhu Da said with a wry smile. He was really not used to calling other people's fathers, although it was very common in this era.

Next was the formal etiquette. Zhu Da stepped forward to kowtow to Qin Xiucai, and to his father and master. The elders all told him a few more words. Qin Xiucai gave Zhu Da another meeting gift, but it was a short sword more than one foot long and a leather sheath inlaid with iron wire. It was very heavy to get it. It was very crafted and the materials were also excellent.

This gift surprised everyone who knew the knowledgeable people. I thought that this scholar Qin Chuan would give some gold and silver jewelry, but I never thought it would be such a good sword. Of course, at the price on the market, this short sword must be expensive, but it is not suitable to take it out on such a joyful occasion. This inappropriate and expensive gift can only show that Qin Xiucai's expectations and values ​​of this young man.

On such occasions, several elders who were introduced to Zhu Da by Mr. Qin also had to give gifts, but the short sword was released, which made the others a little embarrassed. They looked at each other and exchanged glances. The Fan President Qi smiled and spoke.

"As soon as Mr. Qin's meeting gift was released, everyone could not take out the things they prepared." Everyone laughed, and it was also obvious from this speech that Mr. Fan had the highest status.

Mr. Fan continued with a smile, "This short sword was from the old shop in Luzhou, right? Such a good product can be sold for dozens of taels of silver in Datong Mansion. If it is on the Tartars, a few good horses can be exchanged for. Mr. Qin, you are so generous to your children, but you have to consider the face of your brothers. Isn't it embarrassing to take out the prepared things now? Otherwise, we won't give them to them and take them back."

Everyone was laughing again, but when he said this, everyone was relieved. Mr. Qin waved his hand and said, "It's because the students like this child so much. I didn't think everyone, you should give it to me, we don't think there are too many good things."

After he said this, everyone laughed, but they all took out the prepared gifts, which were all available for auspicious occasions, mostly ornaments, such as lucky stars, longevity stars, tigers, etc., which are barely made, but they are made of real silver, each of which is a few taels.

The guests of Baibao Village who were present were shocked. Mr. Li was fine, but the three "respected" villagers were almost glaring out. No matter what their shape or what their auspicious meaning was, they were white silver in their eyes, and they looked like they were twenty taels.

The countryside is poor and the currency is short of money. People farm and eat, weaving and dressing, and most of the time they are self-sufficient. When they are needed, they barter the goods in physical transactions. Not to mention silver, even copper coins are lacking. Now when they see so much, they really think it is a huge sum of money. Everyone is thinking about what good luck the Zhu family has paid, but they are suddenly "rich and powerful". At that time, they said that the boy from the Zhu family was sick and was obviously possessed by the God of Wealth.

Those who came to attend the ceremony were military officers of the garrison and local tyrants. They took out this gift for the sake of reality, and for the other part, they were a bit of showing off. In addition to Mr. Fan, the other people even had a slight face. Someone specifically reminded him: "This is a great silver." Everyone could see the thoughts clearly, and they clearly wanted to shake the country children who had never seen the world. When the other party showed an anxious or even greedy look, they could read a joke. It might not be possible to say that this person had a lot of malicious intentions. It was nothing more than a rough and powerful warrior.

Even Mr. Li, who was watching, had similar thoughts and the three older villagers, and their thoughts were related to jealousy. Seeing the usually lonely Zhu family suddenly become so glorious, I couldn't help but feel a little unbalanced.

However, Zhu Da's performance disappointed everyone who saw jokes. A twelve-year-old boy was just like an adult when dealing with politeness. Although his etiquette was a bit weird, he was neither humble nor arrogant and calm, and everyone could feel it.

These thick and powerful men are not that slender and sensitive, but they also have an illusion that the poor-dressed healthy boy in front of him has some similarities with Mr. Qin, and even has similarities with some outstanding figures in the military. These warriors are puzzled and think it is their own illusion.

When Mr. Fan was in front of Mr. Fan, Mr. Fan was in his hand, which was also a good-looking toy. Everyone had similar things, such as longevity and longevity, and many children and blessings. People who don’t understand couldn’t see anything. Zhu Da thought too much, but he could find that there were almost no special gifts for this ceremony. He looked anxious to get them to deal with the scene, but the value was not vague, which was enough between the countryside.

"Brother Zhu, have you been living in this hundred households?" Mr. Fan asked with a smile as he handed over the things.

"Always live here." Zhu Da replied.

After Zhu Da thanked for the turn, he heard Mr. Fan Qi say to Qin Xiucai behind him: "Mr. Qin is blessed. This little brother Zhu looks like everyone's background. I have only seen this style in Datong and Taiyuan. Such people are rare in Weili and County."

In this era, not everyone can be neither humble nor arrogant, and not everyone from poor backgrounds can be calm and composed in front of the rich, because everyone knows from the bottom of their bones that the superiors and inferiors are clear, and knows what is high and inferiors, and what is the difference between the mud.

But after experiencing those years of life, Zhu Da subconsciously felt that "everyone is equal" was taken for granted, and the education he received was also "no distinction between high and low". Although it was not the case in those years, and even moved closer to this era intentionally or unintentionally, the education he received since childhood was engraved in his heart and bones and would not change easily. Therefore, the temperament and expression that Zhu Da naturally expressed, in the eyes of people of this era, became graceful and outstanding, which only talents would have.

Zhu Da returned to Qin Xiucai with the silver gift. Before he could speak, he heard Qin Xiucai laugh and whisper: "You go back and prepare, and we will set off in half an hour."
Chapter completed!