The Little Lucky Girl

Chapter 154 Jealousy



Chapter 154 Jealousy

In the Weiyuan Escort Agency, Master Cao was surprised when he saw the owner of the cloth shop bringing a bunch of gifts to thank him. What did he have to do with this?

Nowadays, the streets are full of people with sandbags tied on their legs. It is said that it was originally because the students of Bailu Academy liked this thing. They tied it up as they pleased, and had to expose it outside. Two big red cloth sandbags under the moon-white student uniforms looked awkward no matter how you looked at it.

But the students still felt good about it, and often walked around the streets in groups of three or five. After watching it for a long time, everyone thought it was some new hobby of scholars, so gradually some people began to follow the trend; later, somehow, it became a big hit in the whole county, and men, women, old and young liked to bring one to play with.

As for what is put inside, only you know. If you really like to exercise your leg strength, you can put heavy objects in it. When others ask about it, you can take it off and let them weigh it. Naturally, you will get everyone's admiration and feel very proud.

Some people just want to look good, so they fill it with a lot of rags or reed fluff, making it look thick and bulging. The weather is cool, so it is quite warm to wear, especially popular among middle-aged and elderly people.

No matter which kind it is, everyone needs to buy cloth to make it, especially the bright red cloth. No matter what grade it is, it is sold out. Some people don’t know how to make it themselves, so they just pay the cloth shop to make the finished product.

The shop owner Pang naturally would not miss this business opportunity. He worked overtime to produce a batch of cloth and sold it in the store, making a steady profit.

But when counting the money, the shopkeeper Pang, who was grinning from ear to ear, still had some doubts. Sandbags were not a rare thing. Usually, only when new people joined the escort agency or when some wealthy families were training guards would they buy some. Why did this thing suddenly become popular?

Yuqing County is not very big, and it is not difficult to find out information as long as you are willing to spend money. After a few visits, he found out that it was originally someone from the Weiyuan Escort Agency, who used him to teach martial arts to several children in Xiaguan Village.

Xiaguan Village is very famous now. Although it was not the poorest village originally, it was firmly among the bottom few. However, in less than a year, it turned into a wealthy village that everyone envied. No one would believe that there was no trick behind this.

These businessmen in the county town like to sit together and chat and drink tea when they have nothing to do. When they mention Xiaguan Village, they all think that they must have received guidance from an expert, but they really have no idea who this expert is.

Some people said that they often saw the child from the Ming family entering and leaving the back door of the county government office. Could it be that Magistrate Tao told her something through her?

Others thought that it was not the case and thought that the little girl had simply caught the eye of the county magistrate's wife and was simply called over to cheer her up.

Having said that, the Ming family is really good at currying favor, which makes them envious and jealous. After finally waiting for Ming Dalang to go to the capital, everyone was eager to take over, but unexpectedly, the younger one was not bad either, and it seemed that she was more comfortable than her father.

But even so, Mingji's rouge shop remains the same as before, it's just a small shop and sells so many goods.

They can't even take care of their own village, but they are trying to get benefits for other villages. It doesn't sound reliable.

Some people also speculated that it was because three young men came from Xiaguan Village. Although they were dressed simply, they looked like they were raised in a wealthy family. However, when they tried to check their identities, they could not find out anything...

They tried to get information from the people in Xiaguan Village both openly and covertly, but it turned out that they didn't know whether these people were genuinely naive or not. The information they told was useless, so when they asked desperate questions, they would push the information to their village chief. Village chief Guo had become more and more smooth-talking these days, and his words and actions were becoming more and more like Old Shitou from Dafeng Village.

I heard that Xiaguan Village has built a school for children and invited a famous old scholar from the county to be a teacher... The cloth shop owner's eyes flashed, and he felt that this small village was becoming more and more mysterious, and he should find a way to establish a relationship with it.

The boss of Weiyuan Escort Agency was also thinking about it in his mind. He watched the cloth shop owner leave with a smile. Seeing Master Cao staring at the pile of gifts, he couldn't help but shook his head and said, "Why, do you think they sent it to the wrong person?"

Master Cao nodded immediately. "That's right. I just wanted to talk, but you kept stopping me."

"Because you are too stupid," the boss almost lost his temper, "You have been listening for so long and still don't understand? This gift is not a thank you, it is clearly for you to take it to Xiaguan Village. They want to use you to establish a relationship with Xiaguan Village."

Master Cao stared at him, "No, we are all from the same village, do we really need to beat around the bush when talking to each other?"

At first, the boss thought it was unnecessary, but after thinking carefully about what Manager Pang said, he suddenly understood, "What if the person he wants to talk to is not a fellow villager?"

Seeing Master Cao staring at him blankly, the boss felt that he couldn't continue the topic with him, so he had to change the subject, "Have you ordered the plasters you need to bring with you next time you escort?"

Master Cao nodded subconsciously, "We've already agreed that as long as we can make it, we will definitely be the first to do it this time."

He really didn't expect the plaster to sell so well. He originally just planned to buy some for himself and give some to his brothers. As everyone used it, the news spread to the brother escort company in the neighboring county. In addition, a escort trip usually took one or two months, and the accompanying caravans were also exhausted, so the escort company gave some to them, and then the business became unstoppable.

Now, the money that the brothers who are escorting the caravan earn from selling medical plasters along the way is almost as much as the reward for a round trip.

Everyone also knows that all these benefits were brought by Master Cao, and they respect him even more. Even the boss has increased his treatment. Master Cao is very happy recently and he can't wait to go to Xiaguan Village every day to train with a few people.

The eldest master asked, "You said the plaster was made by an old doctor?"

Master Cao's wandering thoughts came back to his senses in an instant, and he nodded guiltily, "It was the people from Xiaguan Village who prepared the herbs, and the old doctor boiled them in the end."

"Then can we go and meet this doctor?" The boss really thinks this business is good, but there is Xiaguan Village in the middle. If one day they want to have exclusive rights and raise the price, will they buy it or not?

Why not take advantage of the fact that outsiders don’t know much about the plaster? He would like to fight for it and offer more favorable conditions. What if he can convince the old doctor to cooperate with them?

Master Cao said hurriedly, "The old doctor has a strange temper. He doesn't like to see outsiders, and doesn't like to be called a doctor. If we rashly go to him, he might get angry and stop selling to us."


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