Chapter 157 T tease

What appeared at the mouth of the cellar was neither light nor darkness. This is a gray scene. This situation stunned Ximen Qing. Is this a lamp? He thought about it carefully. He had been in the dark for a long time. It was not very dark at night, and it was almost a palm lamp now. Anyway, I couldn't see it clearly here. I'll climb up and have a look.

Since there is no danger in opening the cellar, there must be no danger in climbing out.

Ximenqing, who had spent a "long" time in the dark, had no time to think too much and almost climbed out of the cellar with his hands and feet. The backyard was silent. Ximenqing, who climbed out, found that the sky was much darker than what he saw in the cellar just now. It seemed that his judgment was right. He should have already palmed the lamp.

In that case, hahaha, that means I'm safe. Ximenqing was happy and thought of the reason why he could get out of danger so smoothly this time. He all relied on this cellar. Anyway, the secret of the cellar should be hidden. After all, everything is possible before leaving Yanggu, and maybe it will happen again sometime. So he found the pull ring and closed the cellar.

At this time, the door of the house was suddenly pushed open, which scared Ximen Qing. He hurriedly hid the pull ring and stood in the yard in a hurry. He couldn't see the figure of the pusher, but it seemed that the other party was just one person, not the lady's group, and would not pose any threat to himself. Even so, Ximenqing, who had just escaped from darkness to another dark area, was still two battles.

The man was holding a lantern in his hand. When the lantern shone on Ximenqing, the man also obviously jumped.

"My boss, why are you here?" This man opened his mouth first.

Ximenqing heard that someone called his owner and his voice was familiar, so he was calm. When he walked in, it turned out to be a clerk in the pharmacy, but his name could not be called. He was a little angry and scared his people to death. It was really too bad to spread and affect his image among the guys.

"What are you doing here?" Ximenqing held his voice very majestically. He must find a way to find his face. At the same time, he is still thinking about it. It is better to knock and ask this guy if he has seen what he is doing. In addition, he also needs a more reasonable reason to be in the backyard. Otherwise, as long as the guy goes back and tells the other guys, they will definitely be suspicious. Those people come to the backyard to search when they don't pay attention. This cellar is not difficult to find. After all, they have also worked in Ximen Pharmacy for so many years, and there are few clues that can hide from them.

"I'm here to light the lamp." The man was humble and bowed slightly.

Lighting? What kind of light is lit in the backyard!" Ximenqing was a little annoyed. Isn't it uncomfortable with himself? What he was waiting for was the palm lamp, and you came to the backyard to light the lamp.

"If we do business, there can be no dark place at night. We must turn on all the lights to attract wealth. This is what the shopkeeper said before. For so many years, the lights in the backyard have been lit every day. The man replied calmly.

"Shopkeeper..." Ximen Qing muttered in a low voice. Although this person has not been away for a few days, he feels that he has left for a long time. This person is really important to him. Although he is not the same as himself, he can be regarded as a chat. A friend, after he left, Ximenqing felt very lonely. Since it has always been a requirement of the shopkeeper, then click it. Ximenqing's words are full of missing old friends.

"Yes, my boss." The man nodded and went to hang the lantern.

"Wait." Ximenqing suddenly remembered something and pressed the man: "What did you just call me?"

"Call you..." The man hesitated: "My boss."

Ximenqing slapped him in the face, and his palm collided with the clerk's face, making a crisp sound. The clerk's body was crooked and almost fell down.

"What did I just tell you? This is not Ximen Pharmacy, and there is no Ximen Qing. Since there is no Ximen Pharmacy and no Ximenqing, how can I be the owner? You are a pig brain. Can't you remember such a thing? In this case, can I take you to join the army? Ximen Qing became more and more energetic and kicked the man's buttocks.

The candle in the lantern shook and almost went out. The man took a lot of effort to stabilize his body, but he did not dare to refute it. He just stood up.

"Why are you dumb? Don't know what to say?" Ximenqing still wants to fight, but he feels that his body is also a little unstable. It seems that it is because of the heavy consumption in the cold cellar. Besides, he has also heard from others that this beating and scolding of the guy must be stopped. It's not enough to be too much, and it's enough to be majestic. So Ximenqing accepted the idea of continuing to hit people, and he was also very concerned about the situation in the front hall this afternoon.

"How about this afternoon? Has anyone come here to inquire about whether it is Ximen Pharmacy or something?" Ximen Qing straightened his body and asked calmly. He also understands that it is better to ask Wang An about this question, but now his appearance and ask Wang An directly may cause him to laugh. This anxious attitude is not conducive to maintaining his majesty. He doesn't want to cultivate Wang An into a second pharmacy shopkeeper. Although Ximen Qing needs friends, he does not need it, more than himself. Strengthen big friends.

"Try..." The man took a moment and was obviously thinking about what he should say, saying that the "owner" was going to be beaten. After a moment of pause, the man continued: "The owner, no one came into the store this afternoon to ask if this is a Ximen pharmacy. In fact, this afternoon, in our store , no one has come in at all.

"Is that true?" Ximenqing felt excited, but there was also a little depression in the excitement. If so, won't the hard work in the cellar be in vain? And is the lady just in vain? She didn't want to give herself the money. For some reason, Ximen Qing had a sense of disappointment. He felt that he had been fooled. Although the money was biting his hand and even deadly, it was unbearable for Ximen Qing to be deceived like this.

"It's true. After all the clerks who went out to sell medicine came back this afternoon, the king's account room did not allow them to move around, but they all sat in the front hall, waiting for the person the owner said to come to ask, but until just now, no one had come. As soon as the king's account room saw the palm lamp, That's why I was asked to hang the lantern in the back. That's it. When the clerk spoke, the corners of his mouth were ** from time to time, and he would also gently touch his cheek with his hand. It seemed that Ximen Qing's slap just now was not light.

When Ximenqing saw such a move, he felt a burst of hotness from his palm, and his swollen fingers became more painful. It seemed that it was the cold in the cellar that made this hotness and pain come much later. However, no matter how painful and depressed it is, it seems that his life has been saved, which is enough to make Ximen Qing proud. He put his palms together and rubbed them gently. Since I have this bottom in my heart, I can talk to Wang An calmly for a while. In this way, the store can't be sold, and the guys will not have doubts. Otherwise, it will take so much energy to go to the outside store. Someone came to see the store, but there is no money in, which also makes those guys laugh.

"Oil, there's nothing else. Hang the lantern." Ximenqing patted the man on the shoulder with his left hand: "Go back and tell Wang's account, and tell me what I said, I'll give you two taels of silver from the account as money to recover from the injury." With that, he pointed his finger at the red and swollen cheek that had been slapped in the face.

"Thank you, master." The clerk bowed, walked aside and began to hang lanterns.

Only then did Ximen Qing know that there was a lantern in the backyard. The clerk first lit the original one with the candle in the hand-held lantern, and then hung up the hand-held lantern. Under the light of the two lanterns, the backyard looked much brighter. It's true that this looks better. People who do business should be bright before and after, which makes people feel popular. That's what it is like to get rich without getting rich.

Ximenqing was happy to see it and wanted to turn back to the front hall to find Wang An and ask for details. But as soon as he turned around, Ximen Qing suddenly realized that something was wrong. This yard should be empty. Why is there something on the other side of the wall under the shadow of the candle?

"Take down the hanging lantern." Ximen Qing said in a hurry.

The man agreed and took down the lantern that had just hung up. Ximenqing had an ominous premonition in his heart. He greeted the man with his hand and walked to the wall with something. Every step was very careful. When he reached the root of the wall, Ximen Qing saw clearly that it was not a dangerous thing, but three boxes. The appearance of these three boxes is shabby and not eye-catching, and there seems to be a lot of dust on them. If it hadn't been for the high tension in Ximen Qing's heart and the fact that he had just come out of the darkness, his eyes had adapted to the lightless environment, and the light of this faint candle was extremely **, he might not have found these three boxes at all.

"I remember that there is nothing in our backyard. You come here every day. Have you ever seen this thing?" Ximenqing pointed to the three boxes. He saw that it was the boxes, and most of the tension just now subsided.

"Gun back to the master." The clerk scratched his head: "I come to this backyard every day, but I have never seen these three boxes."

This is strange. If this box hadn't been here for a long time, how could there be so much dust and so dilapidated? The ominous foreboding rose again. Ximenqing's right hand was accompanied by his heartbeat and the pain, so he had to use his left hand to lift the lid of the box.

The lid of the box was unlocked, and it was easily opened. The lid opened, and the snow-white light reflected, making Ximen Qing's eyes accustomed to dark and dazzling. Ximenqing rubbed his eyes and looked carefully. The box was densely filled with fifty taels of large ingots. He hurriedly opened the other two boxes. They were also fifty taels of ingots, all silver. Ximen Qing felt the whirlwind of the world.

No, this is definitely not the money sent by the woman. It's definitely not. Such an old box must be the money left by my father to me. Since my father left me the cellar, he must also leave me property. My ancestors have money, and this money is nothing at all. It must be a mistake. These three boxes have been here for a long time. The woman was not sure that this was Simon Pharmacy, nor was she sure that I was here. How could she send the money directly? There are no such stupid people in the world.

Haha, hahaha.

Ximenqing explained to himself in vain, but such a low lie could not even pass his own rational level. He carefully looked at the three open boxes through the light and found that there seemed to be something on the leftmost box, a big ingot of fifty taels.

Is it a letter left to me by my father? I said that my father will not leave anything for no reason, and there will be an explanation. Of course, Ximen Qing knows better that this may also be the letter left by the lady, but he doesn't want to think so. He grabbed the thing in one hand, put it in his hand, and then looked at the lanternlight carefully.

After looking at it for a long time, I found that this was not a letter at all. It looked familiar, but I was flustered and couldn't remember what it was. He rubbed it gently with his hand and found that one side of the thing fell gently with burnt dust. This is... Ximen Qing recognized it. This is the fire fold used to test the air in the cellar that allowed him to enter before entering the cellar. It was casually thrown to the ground by Ximen Qing. It was really difficult to distinguish.

Why does this thing appear in a box containing silver?

Ximenqing sat on the ground. He understood that his hiding was in vain. The woman must have looked at herself like a child hide-and-seek, then picked up the burned-out fire folds and put them in the box, waiting for the complacent Ximenqing to find her own sadness.

Ximenqing felt that his throat was salty, and then something seemed to go up from his stomach. He couldn't control this feeling more and had no choice but to open his mouth and spit blood out of his mouth. Ximen Qing has never seen his blood. At that moment, he suddenly felt very novel.

Then, the world turned around, and Ximen Qing lay on the ground and was unconscious.

When Ximenqing opened his eyes again, he found himself lying in **. Someone was feeding himself with a spoon. He shook his rope violently and touched the ground. The glass spoon smashed and made a crisp and pleasant sound. In normal times, Ximen Qing will be distressed for a long time. After all, a spoon that can make such a sound must be the best porcelain. But how could Ximenqing take care of this now? He suddenly sat up and looked around.

There are three people standing next to the bed, two of whom are ordinary clerks and the other is Wang An. Ximen Qing seemed to see the savior and looked at Wang An in a daze. Wang An was a little at a loss and seemed to be looked at by Ximen Qing. Ximenqing had a lot to ask Wang An, but it seemed that they were all accumulated in his chest and could not speak out. After a long time, he asked a sentence, "How much?"

Wang An was stunned for a moment, then met and immediately replied, "In those three boxes, there are a total of 30,000 taels of silver. They are all fifty taels of large ingots. I just checked them, and there are 10,000 taels in each box.

"What time is it now? How long have I been dizzy? Ximenqing was not sure about the time. He was afraid that he would faint for several days. Once he received money for a few days and did nothing, he was likely to be close to his death.

"You have fainted for about an hour, and now it's just past dinner time." Wang An replied.

It's okay. It won't take long. It's just an hour, and everything is still in time. Ximen Qing licked his lips, and there was a faint smell of blood on the inside of his lips. He knew that he had just vomited blood in his heart, which was afraid that he had hurt his vitality.

"What did you feed me just now?" Ximenqing did not feel as weak as others after spitting blood.

"Ghen soup, the best ginseng in our pharmacy stock." Wang An replied.

Gineng soup, it seems that this ginseng is good. This ginseng must also be saved by the pharmacy shopkeeper himself. When Wu Song was engaged, if he was willing to take out this ginseng and ask me to give gifts, I would not have faked. Maybe An Daoman will continue his life by this ginseng, and Wu Song will be grateful to me like a benefactor. At this time, I will be in Yanggu in another situation. Instead of hiding in the cellar like a mouse, he was panicked all day, but he was played with applause. The encounters in life are really bad. A small thing can determine people's glory or humiliation, existence or destruction.

But what's the use of thinking about these at this time? Ximen Qing turned his heart and pointed to the bowl of the guy's audience: "Bring it." He felt that he wanted to say a lot, but when he came to his mouth, he had to express it in the simplest way.

The clerk hurriedly handed over the ginseng soup. Ximen Qing ended up with one hand and opened his mouth and drank it in one breath. He had been frozen in the cellar for two hours, but after coming out, he was scared again. Although he was moved to ** after fainting, it was cold and the quilt was not very warm. At this time, under this big bowl of hot ginseng soup, Ximenqing's forehead suddenly sweated, and every pore in his body was so comfortable. There was such a good thing in his pharmacy. I didn't know it before. It was really stupid .

Ximenqing, who recovered slightly, handed the empty bowl to the clerk next to him, and then turned his head to face Wang An: "Fifty taels of large ingots should have the mark left by casting. Have you found it when you checked?"

"No." Wang An shook his head: "Those silver ingots are all shining and have no marks. There is another thing that I also think is a little strange.