Yes Qing Fei Qing

The young man was wearing a luxurious sable fur cloak, and a dark red cloak was covering him tightly, only his head was exposed, and on the head could be seen a warm and clear purple jade crown, which was wrapped with a long cloak of the same texture. He was bundled up, holding a gilt and carved heater in his hand.

Already getting used to the cold winter, Han Qingming shuddered subconsciously when he looked at this young man.

The boy walked into the house, took off his cloak, and revealed his face.Slightly chubby, his eyes are squeezed into a little by the fat on his face, but they are still very bright. It can be seen that his eyes are originally big.His belly was protruding too, and his fat arms and legs made him look bloated.The skin is fair and tender.

Originally, he was still curious, but when the young man opened his mouth, Han Qingming only hated him.

"Why is it so cold here!" The young man kicked Da Mao, who came forward to serve him, and said, "Your hands are so dirty! Don't touch me!"

Da Mao was kicked, but he didn't dare to be dissatisfied. With a smile on his face, he hid aside to lead the group of people.

Han Qingming frowned, but lowered his head and concentrated on his work.

Soon, the young master was surrounded by people and entered the warehouse. Han Qingming saw Da Mao backing out with a smile and bowing, and the shopkeeper welcomed him in again.

Walking to Han Qingming's side, Da Mao pursed his lips in disdain. "Pfft! What?"

But he didn't dare to speak loudly, he just muttered something in a low voice.

Han Qingming glanced at him and said nothing.

Even small talk is divided into people. Others can say something, but you can't.

Da Mao was obviously dissatisfied with his attitude, and said, "Hey! Do you know who owns this pawn shop?"

Han Qingming said, "That young master just now?"

Da Mao curled his lips in disgust, "Hmm."

Han Qingming lowered his head and continued to wipe the shelves.

Da Mao was quite dissatisfied with his attitude, but after getting along with him for many days, he also knew that he was an honest person, so he said, "You! You are just not clever." He seemed to hate iron and steel, "That young master just now, It's our boss, who came in with him just now, apart from the servants, one is our pawnshop's second uncle, the other is our ticket counter, and the one who is useless except for his pretty face is our secretary. reason."

Han Qingming asked curiously, "Second Uncle? Ticket counter? What is that?"

Da Mao looked at him in surprise, and said, "You don't even know this, do you?" His eyes seemed to be some kind of strange person.

Han Qingming was stunned, and instantly realized that he didn't know much about the common sense here, so he quickly searched the Internet. "Oh, I remembered."

It turned out to be the work of the ancient pawn shop.

"Why don't you usually see them?"

"Hmph!" Da Mao looked disdainful, and glanced at him with his small eyes.

Han Qingming understood.It turns out that I just eat and don’t do anything.

Then continue to lower your head to tidy up the counter.

Da Mao saw that he looked like an ancient well, and sighed deeply, "You said you, you are only so young, why do you look so old-fashioned?"

Han Qingming smiled and didn't speak.

Even the original him is 21 years old, three years older than the young man in front of him.

It looks like old fried dough sticks with big hair, but in fact it is just old.

In ancient times, teenagers could go out to study art, work, and raise a family.

Da Mao stole his head inside and took a look, and seeing them happily strolling around the warehouse, he said, "You don't know, that young master is 16 this year, but he is still idle, a waste, if his natal family left behind a lot The industry doesn’t even know how to survive!”

Han Qingming asked, "Who is that young master?" Speaking of which, he still doesn't know who the owner of this pawnshop is.

Da Mao sneered, and said, "I knew you didn't know, or you wouldn't have such an expression."

Han Qingming asked, "Does he have a great background?"

"Big?" Da Mao smiled strangely, "It's not just big. He is the grandson of the founder of the country——Yu Hanshou!"

Now that the identity of this young man became clear, even Han Qingming couldn't help but feel thunderous.

The Datong Dynasty has lasted for two generations, 59 years. In these short decades, there are several names that people all over the country have to remember, and one of them is General Yu Hanshou.

This protector of the country not only defended the country with thousands of people against the tens of thousands of troops of the previous dynasty, but also went deep into the enemy's army to rescue the emperor of the current dynasty. The only one who has inherited the position of Duke—the other two have been demoted or dismissed for various reasons.

Of course, there are two other descendants who are too disappointing, but the most important thing is that the credit of these two is not as great as the Huguogong, and the status is not as stable as the Huguogong.

"So it's that one..." Han Qingming couldn't help but have some respect in his tone.

The most important thing is that this protector of the country only married one wife in his life. After his wife died, he did not remarry, and went directly to the mountains alone to become a monk and practice.

This made Han Qingming suspect for a while that this person was also a fellow traveler, but it was never confirmed, so it was left alone.

"It's a pity..." Apparently, Da Mao also respected the old Duke, but... "The son of a tiger general, the eldest grandson is such a thing."

Han Qingming frowned, "It's just that this young master is a little grumpy, so it's okay? Besides, he came to inspect the pawn shop at a young age, so he should work hard." Although he knew that the grandson of the protector of the country actually came to inspect the pawn shop , there is something wrong with being a servant, "Why do you..."

Da Mao curled his lips again, his disdain was obvious, "Did you see that manager just now?"

Han Qingming nodded.

Da Mao approached him, and said in a low voice, "That's a ban! That young master bought it from a small shop!"

Han Qingming's hands trembled in fright, and he almost dropped the vase he was holding.

The big hairy eye quickly grabbed it, and shouted, "Be careful!"

"Be careful about what?"

The young master's voice came from behind, and Da Mao immediately turned around, put the vase back on the shelf by the way, and said, "Hey, young master, you're here."

The young master tossed the jade pendant in his hand, and nodded in satisfaction. "This time I have gambling money. You really are! You are getting more and more stingy." After saying this, he was about to leave with a group of people behind him. Before he left, he saw Han Qingming who was cleaning the goods.

His slightly turbid eyes suddenly lit up.

Han Qingming subconsciously sensed the danger.The look in this man's eyes is really disgusting, as if looking at him is like a beautiful commodity.

"This is?" the young master pointed at him.

Han Qingming was even more unhappy.

Where would someone point and talk like that?

Da Mao stood up, stood in front of him, nodded and bowed, "The newcomer doesn't know the rules, and almost knocked over something just now, where is the antique from the previous dynasty!"

The young master dissatisfied, "The former dynasty? Huh! The former dynasty that my grandfather beat up so hard to stand up to? That is not a precious thing. If it is valuable, you have to count the blue and white porcelain of today. Do you know who the blue and white porcelain is? burnt out?"

"Of course, of course!" Da Mao's face blossomed with a smile, "How can you not know, isn't it your Duke's Mansion! There is only one Duke's Mansion in the whole dynasty!"

The eldest young master was satisfied, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Boy, you are knowledgeable! Work hard, and you will become a great talent in the future!"

Da Mao's smiling face was about to shine.

But after such an interruption, the topic just now was almost forgotten. The fat young master glanced at Han Qingming, who had a handsome face and was as indifferent as a green bamboo, and then at Xiaofu, who was smiling like a flower but was a little tired. He felt a little disgusted, and then glanced at Han Qingming greedily. , said, "Master, come again tomorrow."

The shopkeeper was on the side. Hearing this, he frowned and said, "Master, don't you take enough today?"

The grandson of the Duke's Mansion was angry, and said loudly, "This is the shop of the young master! What does the young master want to get, do you still need your consent?"

Damn it!If he hadn't lost the bet with those guys, why would he need to look at the old guy's face?

The shopkeeper bent over and said, "Don't dare."

"Hmph!" Seeming to be guilty of being looked at by the old man with chrysanthemum folds, the young master forcefully shook his sleeves and said, "Let's go!"

Then the group left.

Before leaving, the grandson of the Duke's Mansion glanced at Han Qingming, with no secret of salivation in his eyes.

Blue and white porcelain?

He didn't pay attention to that little fat man's strange gaze, after all, he is a man now, Han Qingming doubted the origin of Duke Protector even more.

After the group walked away, Da Mao straightened up and spat vigorously towards the door.

The shopkeeper's face was the same, straightened his waist, and continued to go back to make a deal.

Da Mao turned to the shopkeeper and said angrily, "Shopkeeper, let's let him do this nonsense?" Every time he used the money from the shop to cover those messy debts or expenses.

The shopkeeper's casual calculations, said, "Otherwise?"

Da Mao was speechless.

The shopkeeper said, "After all...he is the owner of the store." This store is just the dowry of the young master's mother, and they are just workers of other people's family.

"Also." The shopkeeper looked at Han Qingming, "Xiao Han, come here."

Han Qingming blinked, "Me?"

The shopkeeper nodded.

Han Qingming walked over.

The shopkeeper opened his drooping eyelids, looked at him for a while, and said, "You..."

Han Qingming was inexplicably nervous, feeling that something was wrong.

really.

The shopkeeper said, "From tomorrow onwards, you don't have to come."

Da Mao, who was cleaning, looked up.

Han Qingming swallowed.He hasn't earned enough money for the New Year... "Why? Is it because I haven't worked hard enough recently?"

The shopkeeper shook his head, "Forget it, let me feel sorry for you. Today's wages are doubled. Anyway, you don't have to come back tomorrow." He couldn't just watch a good child just like this...

Han Qingming was silent, nodded, "Thank you shopkeeper."

Recalling the wretched gaze of the young master before he left, and the handsome young man beside him who was somewhat hostile to him, Han Qingming seemed to understand something.

Forget it, at least double the wages.

Go back and find another job, this time you can't make more money, and come to the city.

After paying the bill, Han Qingming took the money and went back on the road, thinking about what to do with the money he saved these days, when he heard a voice calling him.

"Hey! That kid!"

Han Qingming was stunned, turned his head, and found that it was an inn by the side of the road, and the shopkeeper inside was looking at him.

"Yes, it means you!" Seeing his blank face, the fat shopkeeper pointed at himself and said.

Han Qingming walked over and asked, "I don't know what advice you can give me?"

The shopkeeper looked at him critically, and said, "You know how to settle accounts?"

Han Qingming swallowed, and said, "Yes." If you can't, you have to be able to, the worst is to search the Internet, or pretend to be calculating but actually do the calculations in your head.

The shopkeeper looked at him again and said, "Come with me."

Han Qingming walked in nervously.

The inn is not big, and we arrived at the counter in a while.

"My inn, it just so happens that the accountant is going home on vacation these few days, but there must be someone to settle the accounts." The shopkeeper said, "You work here, and I will give you ten coins a day." Before Han Qingming opened his mouth, he said, "Don't say you don't do day labor! I asked."

Han Qingming said, "But my pawn shop over there always has twenty cash a day, and I'm just a handyman."

This is the imperial capital of Pingyang, and the prices are three times more expensive than outside!

The innkeeper glared, "Oh! That's the property of the Duke's family, so naturally it can't be compared with us ordinary people!"

On one side, the two mistresses were whispering.

"Tsk! The shopkeeper is trying to cheat again!" "This person looks quite honest, and I don't know if he will be deceived."

Han Qingming looked at the lively expressions of the two young men, and understood a little bit. Then he lowered his face and said, "Don't lie to me, I know the market price outside." After saying that, he pretended to leave.

Seeing that Han Qingming was really angry, the innkeeper hurriedly stopped him, "Okay, okay, you young people just don't know how to be down-to-earth, and always want to ascend to heaven in one step!"

Han Qingming stopped, but didn't make a sound.

The shopkeeper said, "Since this is the case, how about thirty Wen a day? After all, you are a day laborer."

If the person who came to work was from the imperial capital, he would definitely throw up his sleeves and leave. At thirty pennies a day, he would not be able to survive without a house in the imperial capital.But Han Qingming is a countryman.

"Thirty Wen is too little, at least 45." Han Qingming pretended to be aggrieved.

The shopkeeper said, "I've said it all, you young people are just not down-to-earth. Thirty cents, you love to do it, and you don't do it!"

The author has something to say:

Well, the grandson of the protector of the country is Xiao Gong