Great Song

This time the carriage was obviously much bigger, and it could even fit the wooden box containing silver.Sitting firmly on all her net worth, Zhen Qiong was still a little uneasy: "The road is so bumpy, the bottle won't break, right?"

The two boxes containing the bottles and cans were not only stuffed with sawdust, but the glassware was wrapped in silk, and the medicine bottles were boxed and reinforced.If you are so careful, you can still break it, and the caravan should not transport things for thousands of miles.Seeing that he was nervous, Han Miao couldn't help but joked: "If it really breaks down, the kiln factory will pay you ten sets."

However, Zhen Qiong sighed worriedly: "If the glass vessel is broken, it will be broken, but those medicines are not safe. If the bottle is broken and sparks start again, it may catch fire. If there are a few bottles mixed together , there is a certain chance that it will explode..."

Han Miao: "..."

Just going to Tokyo, do you need to bring such a dangerous thing?It seems that it was right to only allow him to bring one box into the car, at least the box containing silver will not be blown up.

Twitching the corners of his mouth, Han Miao sighed, "When we get to the hostel, let's have a better inspection."

Zhen Qiong nodded in agreement.On this trip, he didn't bring any dangerous items that would explode if he hit them casually, but he still felt inappropriate along the way.The traffic situation was worse than he had imagined, the road was too uneven, and the wheels had no rubber pads to protect them.Alas, the products of the Song Dynasty are really scarce, and I don't know if there are rubber trees...

Not wanting Zhen Qiong to think too much, Han Miao changed the subject: "I heard from Anping that you have been practicing Daoyin so hard recently, and you have eaten less, but what's on your mind?"

Um?Don't let him know about losing weight!Daoist Zhen, who can't be ashamed of throwing anything away, immediately said confidently: "To study alchemy, you need to strengthen your body, sharpen your will, and don't indulge in foreign things!"

You didn't have this determination before.Seeing Zhen Qiong's swearing appearance, Han Miao couldn't stop laughing, but he still persuaded: "The way of alchemy is important, but you can't be too desperate. A talent like you should know the principle of step by step."

Seeing Han Miao's sincere expression, Zhen Qiong felt sore in her stomach.Of course he knew that he had some talent, but he didn't expect that Han Daguan would be subdued by his talent and ignore his handsome appearance.Alas, it is also tired by talent.

Not finding any problem with her thinking, Zhen Qiong sighed sadly.Seeing his expression, Han Miao knew that he had flattered the horse's leg.But I don't know how the head of this trail grows, even he can't penetrate it.Smiling, Han Miao stopped persuading him.Anyway, when encountering novel and delicious food, Zhen Qiong may not be able to move, so just prepare more delicious food.Compared with the slightly thinner appearance at the beginning, the white and tender appearance is more flattering now, and he must not be allowed to starve and thin.

The journey is the most boring, but fortunately Han Miao is eloquent, and he can win Zhen Qiong's soul by just mentioning things and food that are only available in Tokyo, so he doesn't feel lonely.But thinking about the particularly dangerous box of potions, the convoy did not move fast, and did not arrive at Guoqiao Town until the fourth day.This place already belongs to Gyeonggi, and Tokyo City is just across the Yellow River, so there are countless merchants.However, as a big businessman, the Han family has a familiar hotel in the town, and they have booked a room, so they don't have to worry about having no place to stay overnight.

"Stay overnight tonight, and we can enter the city tomorrow." Han Miao said with a smile as he helped Zhen Qiong out of the car.

Accidentally overeating at noon, she took a carriage ride all the way and was so sleepy, Zhen Qiong nodded indiscriminately, just wanting to go into the house to rest.Han Miao smiled, and asked someone to take the box of silver and the potion that some people were worried about, and sent them to the guest room first.After explaining, he was about to bring Zhen Qiong in. Unexpectedly, just two steps away, a young servant rushed over and presented a wooden box.

"Ah Lang, the villain picked up a wooden box in front of the store."

There are people coming and going in the hostel, so it is not surprising that things are left behind.Han Miao took the wooden box, glanced at it casually, and knew that it was made of pineapple wood, and the carving was exquisite, so it might not be for valuables.But he didn't open it rashly, but said to Anping: "Go to the shopkeeper and ask him to ask if any guests have lost items."

The bigger the store, the more concerned about reputation.It is not surprising to store the lost property of the guests for more than ten years.Of course, it is better for the hostel to handle this matter.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he gave the order, he saw several people rushing out of the shop in a hurry.The young man in the middle, dressed in a brocade robe and a gauze crown, saw the box in Han Miao's hand at a glance, and shouted loudly, "That's mine!"

Has the owner been found?Han Miao raised his eyebrows: "Mr. Lang, do you know what is in the box?"

"Inkstone! It's a dragon tail inkstone! It's green with caviar patterns, made of orchid pavilion, and lined with red silk inside..." The young man crackled, looking extremely anxious.

Isn't Longwei Inkstone the elegant name of She Inkstone?Han Miao opened the box and saw that it was really a She inkstone, with beautiful lines and elegant shape, worth at least tens of thousands of dollars.No wonder the boy was so nervous.

"Lang Jun, please put it away." After closing the lid of the box, Han Miao returned it with both hands.

The boy hurriedly took the box, took the inkstone up and down, checked it carefully, and then breathed a sigh of relief.However, before he could thank you, a pained expression appeared on his face again, and he put the inkstone into his arms, like throwing filth, and threw away the huanghuali wooden box with a "slap", stretched out his hands anxiously, and rushed behind him. The servant shouted: "Ayan! Come on, get some water!"

The servant with the copper pot behind him immediately stepped forward to pour water.The young man rubbed his hands with clear water, looking unbearable.

Seeing this situation, Han Miao couldn't help frowning slightly.This young man's behavior is really disrespectful.

Before he could say anything, Zhen Qiong, who was standing aside, jumped up angrily.Daguan Han kindly found the lost property, how could he be bullied by this rude boy!Haha, cleanliness, right?He is familiar with this problem, let him come!

Taking a step forward, Zhen Qiong said loudly: "A sage once observed clear water with a microscope, and found that it was full of fine Gu that could not be detected by the naked eye. Some had many legs, some had many eyes, and some had long hairs all over their bodies. It is unspeakably ugly. If these fine Gu enter the mouth, reach the brain, and enter the intestines, it can cause epilepsy, fainting, vomiting and diarrhea. Can you wash it clean just by washing your hands?"

As soon as these words came out, not to mention the boy who was rubbing his hands, even the servant who poured water froze in place.The water didn't stop, dripping sparsely on his hands, the young man took a step back in shock, his face turned blue.Looking at his hands that were frozen in mid-air, he turned his head helplessly, and it took him a long time to say: "This, this is really true..."

"Of course it's true. If you want to get rid of fine gu, you have to use boiled clean water." Zhen Qiong smiled slightly, and took out something from her sleeve, "...and use this kind of soap to clean your hands."

The young man looked at Zhen Qiong, and felt that Xiaodao was handsome and well-dressed, he didn't look like a bad guy.And what he held in his hand was a mass of milky white matter, round and round, like jade, and quite pleasing to the eye.What is the difference between this so-called "soap" and ordinary acacia, and is it really useful?Although I have doubts in my heart, the fine gu talk just now is really disgusting.He gritted his teeth, finally stretched out his hand, and said pitifully, "Please lend me soap for the kid."

Zhen Qiong smiled all over her face, handed over the bar of soap, and said carefully: "This thing is precious, don't throw it away."

The boy became more and more cautious, but he just washed his hands, the water was still wet, when he touched the little ball, he felt very wet and slippery, as if he had touched a live fish and couldn't handle it.He couldn't help being anxious, he clenched his palms into fists, wanting to grab this thing.Unexpectedly, it would be fine if he didn't use force, but when he exerted force, the ball of soap was squeezed out from the palm of his hand with a "swoosh", flew a long way, and fell to the ground with a "baji".

The atmosphere immediately became embarrassing. Looking at the "precious" soap that fell into the mud, the boy's face was flushed, his hands were half clenched into fists, and he didn't know how to react.

Zhen Qiong laughed out loud, and Han Miao knew that it was him who played the trick, so he hurriedly pulled her back.By now, Han Miao also understood that this young man might have some faults with love and cleanliness, but he was played by Zhen Qiong.It's just that the other party's clothing is exquisite, and the stationery used is quite expensive. It should be an official family, so it is not easy to offend.

At this moment, another group of people walked out of the store, surrounded by maidservants, was a middle-aged noble lady wearing a crown of ingots and a scarf.Seeing this, she frowned, and asked the young man, "Are you being rude in front of people again?"

The boy was shocked: "Mother, it's not..."

The woman didn't give him a chance to defend herself, she walked slowly in front of Han Miao, and bowed slightly apologetically: "My husband died young, which made this dog undisciplined. I wonder if I offended the officials?"

Han Miao also showed the same gentle smile: "Ma'am, you are serious. The boy picked up your son's inkstone and returned the original. There is something wrong."

He didn't even mention the bar of soap that fell on the floor.However, the noble lady knew her son's temperament well, so she guessed the whole story immediately, her brows were erected, and she scolded the young man: "Mi Fu, why don't you come over and apologize to this official!"

The young man called Mi Fu felt terribly wronged when he heard it, but he didn't dare to wipe his greasy hand anymore. He came over and gave a deep salute: "The boy lost his composure and offended the two of you. Please also invite the officials , Daoist, don’t blame me.”

Han Miao smiled slightly: "What's the crime for an unintentional mistake? You don't have to be like this."

His magnanimous attitude made Mi Fu feel even more ashamed, and hurriedly said: "The dragon tail inkstone is my favorite, thank you for returning it."

"Pick up the relics on the road, and return it to Zhao as the original jade." Han Miao smiled generously, not taking credit for it.

Seeing how elegant and magnanimous he was, the noble lady smiled and said, "My concubine is the Yan family, and she is the wife of Duke Kuaiji. This time I brought my dog ​​and son to Beijing, and I never thought that such an embarrassing thing would happen. Dare to ask the officials? Do you want to stay in a shop? Why don't I pay for the shop on my own, and I apologize."

Han Miao has a tea garden in Yuezhou. When he heard the word "Kuaiji Gong", the smile on his lips suddenly deepened: "Boy Han Miao, he went to the capital from Anyang to do business. Thanks?"

Anyang people?Yan's eyebrows twitched slightly: "Is Han Lang from the Han family of Xiangzhou?"

"It's all about Shuzong." Han Miao answered neither humble nor overbearing.

Xu Shi liked the answer, and Yan's smile became more cordial: "It's really a gentleman's style, I thank Han Lang."

The two exchanged some polite words before saying goodbye.Seeing the group of people yelling and hugging and walking back into the store, Zhen Qiong's expression became strange: "Is this the end?"

He was still waiting to vent his anger on Han Miao, why did he have such a happy conversation in a blink of an eye?

Han Miao looked at Zhen Qiong's bewildered and unwilling expression, and suddenly laughed: "Your brother is really a lucky star."

Zhen Qiong: "Huh?"