Fox Road Travel Notes

"Master Xi, if I, Liu, add ten thousand, no, fifteen thousand shi of japonica rice, how about you sell it to me for free?"

Liu Jinshi was impatient and blurted out.

Sun Shangshu rolled his eyes and stared into his eyes, smiling unfathomably.

"My dear, you have spent a lot of money on this."

He deliberately emphasized the word "blood capital" very seriously.

"Listen to Mr. Xi's advice. Don't force it. It's better to keep some for your children and grandchildren..."

Their two families are in-laws, and they have always been in conflict with each other.

Sun Shangshu's words today were obviously an outright threat...

In Handan County, the Sun family is the most financially powerful and powerful.

Everyone could see that this old guy had regarded this fairy painting as his own.

Today we are determined to win, and we will never allow others to reach out. We are all grievances, but we dare not fight anymore.

Sun Shangshu saw Liu Jinshi purse his lips, stopped talking, and put on a smile.

He pleaded: "I am in my dying years, and I fell in love with Mr. Xi at first sight."

"Today's painting must be destined to me in my past life. I just took one look at it and it felt like my soul had fallen out of my mind. I couldn't let go of it anymore."

"If I can't get it, I will definitely not be able to save my old life..."

As he spoke, he stood up tremblingly and was about to kneel down in front of Chen Zican.

The old man burst into tears, and even his voice was reduced to sobbing.

Everyone was shocked and paralyzed by this old guy's acting skills, as if they had been exposed to high-voltage electricity.

Chen Zican secretly laughed in his heart, quickly stood up to support him, and said awkwardly: "Old sir, you can't do this!"

"Oh, that's fine, then - I'll sell this painting to you."

"However, I have two conditions..."

Sun Shangshu grabbed his hand and refused to let go: "You say it, Mr. Xi, but it doesn't matter!"

Chen Zican pretended to mutter: "First of all, my Xi family is not short of this money."

"I sold this treasure painting to Mr. Sun today with the intention of saving the people of Handan, working for Jin Shangshu, and relieving Mr. Zhou's worries."

"Of course, I also appreciate your sincerity."

"So, except for the 20,000 taels of silver notes left behind, the rest was converted into food and used for disaster relief!"

When Sun Shangshu heard that there was such a good thing, he nodded in agreement.

Magistrate Zhou and Cheng Zhong were also overjoyed and hurriedly stood up to express their thanks.

Chen Zican waved his hand: "Mr. Sun, don't be too busy thanking me."

"Secondly, all food must be delivered within two days!"

"Magistrate Zhou and Magistrate Zhong, tomorrow you invite Zhang Jingzhi and other six porridge-donating families in the east of the city to form a disaster relief committee."

"The eight of you will discuss and decide together on the use and distribution of all money and food."

He looked around at the crowd, his face became solemn, and he said sternly: "These grains are from my Xi family who sell treasure chips, but this heart belongs to Jin Da Sima."

"If anyone dares to guard and steal from others, don't blame me for falling out!"

Magistrate Zhou and Cheng Zhong also hurriedly agreed.

Chen Zican smiled and was about to speak when Monk Tong opened the door and ran in.

Shouted: "Young Master, Fifth Young Master, Second Young Master, he——"

Chen Zican glared at him: "Why are you panicking? What's wrong with that nerd?"

Monk Tong gasped: "The second young master, he took several family members and left the city angrily..."

"Just leave, so as not to be an eyesore here."

"Go down, can't you see that important matters are being discussed here?" Chen Zican waved his hand to let him out.

Magistrate Zhou said uneasily: "Mr. Xi, is this not in the way?"

Chen Zican sneered and said, "You just want to rush back and sue me. I want to see who my father will turn against!"

When Sun Shangshu saw that good things were going hard, he was afraid of long nights and many dreams, and his heart was like a cat scratching his head, so he didn't care about it.

He asked: "Mr. Xi, is that all? Then I'll have someone do it right away..."

Chen Zican shook his head: "Tomorrow morning, the 20,000 taels of silver notes will be ready. You and Mr. Zhou come to my place to pick up the painting.

"that's it."

He sighed and added: "I originally wanted to stay in Handan for a few more days to see that things are settled, so that I can reply to Jin Da Sima."

"But now, it seems that I can't wait any longer, otherwise my cousin will not know how he will arrange it for me..."

Everyone had an eye-opening experience today. Although they didn't make a big profit, the several famous paintings they bought were all worth a lot of money, so they were quite successful.

Seeing that the Xi brothers turned against each other at this time, Mr. Xi, "Xi Xiuyu", had an angry look on his face.

It was not inconvenient to stay any longer, so I came over to comfort him for a few words and then left one by one.

Early the next morning, Zhongxian Cheng came over in person and invited "Xi Xiuyu" to go to the county government office to count grain and rice.

It turned out that at dawn, the Sun family began to hire peasants to pull carts of grain out of the warehouse and deliver it to the county government at a reasonable price.

Magistrate Zhou went back yesterday and also sent someone overnight to find Zhang Jingzhi and others who had been giving porridge in Dongcheng these days.

It means that the Xi brothers have raised enough grain and rice to meet the needs of the victims for one month.

and specify the circumstances in which they are responsible for distribution.

Zhang Jingzhi sighed greatly.

It had long been obvious that Mr. Xi was no ordinary person, and he blamed them for leaving without saying goodbye.

I didn’t expect that after not seeing each other for a few days, I would do such a big thing to save the people from fire and water. It is really a Buddha for thousands of families!

When Chen Zican arrived, a mountain-like pile of grain was already piled up in front of the county government office.

The victims who came from all around were cheering loudly, and the street was surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside.

Zhang Jingzhi and others used work for relief and temporarily hired a hundred and ten able-bodied victims to help unload trucks and inventory them.

Although everyone was so busy that their feet did not touch the ground, they were full of energy and had a satisfied smile on their faces.

Seeing Chen Zican coming over, Zhang Jingzhi looked happy, pushed aside the crowd, ran up to him and bowed to the ground.

"Master Xi, you are our Handan people's reborn parents!"

"On behalf of my fellow countrymen in Handan, I would like to thank you for your great kindness!..."

As he spoke, his voice trembled, and he lifted up his robe and was about to kneel down.

Chen Zican was speechless. Not to mention in this life, even the eight generations of his Chen family ancestors had never done such a good thing today!

When Lei Feng did good deeds, at most he would remain nameless.

He, Chen Zican, has to blame others for doing good deeds. This sentiment is so noble that it has evaporated...

Thinking in his mind, he took a step forward and supported Zhang Jingzhi.

"Mr. Zhang, we were drinking and chatting together a few days ago, as brothers. How can you behave like this, Xi?"

"Get up quickly!"

"The people of Handan County can survive to this day. The first thing they should thank is all the compassionate righteous people..."

When Zhou Fengji heard that Mr. Xi had arrived, he also trotted over and invited him to the county government office for tea with great gratitude.

Chen Zican declined, and several people inspected the goods together.

They are all fine Japonica rice, not mixed with too much bran, and not old rice.

Chen Zican was very satisfied.

Of course, he knew that it wasn't because these local tyrants and evil gentry, who only preyed on the common people, had so much conscience.

Those few did not want to offend the Xi family and the Minister of War, Jin Zhijun.

Moreover, it is not too much to think that you are getting a bargain.

This is because the Sun family has not yet obtained the fairy painting.

If we offend the young and energetic Mr. Xi on these trivial matters, wouldn't it mean that all is lost in a bamboo basket?

Chen Zican asked a few more questions about the details of the disaster relief. Seeing that Zhang Jingzhi and others were already familiar with the task and were cautious, he felt relieved.

He also specifically explained several epidemic prevention measures, such as cleaning up garbage, killing parasites, and drinking boiled water.

After repeated instructions, he was ready to mount his horse and leave.

At this time, I saw Sun Shangshu coming in person in a small sedan chair.