Chapter 439

"No news yet?"

After hearing Xue Dazui's report, Qin Murong doesn't care at all. He just asks Su Yunfang about it.

Xue Dazui could only shake his head helplessly, and then he got a pillow on his head and ran out in ashes.

"Isn't that a disaster?"

He rubbed his head and looked at the sky with a bitter face. In his heart, he had infinite hatred for the seven killing party, but he couldn't release it. After all, people are not around, so it's impossible to punish them.

In desperation, he could only immediately repair a letter and send it to Mingyue sect, asking them to be fully responsible for assisting Qisha and trying to find Su Yunfang as soon as possible.

During this period of recuperation, Qin Murong's body recovered.

He looked at the sunset with his mouth curled, and couldn't help saying, "if Xiaobai wasn't about to give birth, would I wait here honestly? I must rush out to find someone at the first time. It's really I'm really angry. I don't know if it's my men who are too useless, or that Su Yunfang is really good at hiding. "

"I think it's the former, or I'd better go," Feng said

"Forget it!"

Qin Murong gave her a white look and said, "no matter how useless it is, it's better than you."

"You say that again?"

"Man, man, just say it once. It's a matter of dignity!"

"Then you say I'm rubbish?"

"A man can say whatever he wants. How can he be manipulated?"

"Hum!"

Feng Xiaoxiao doesn't know whether the man around him is a man or not, but it doesn't sound wrong.

So I can only give him a cold hum and stare at him. Even if it's past, I won't talk about going out to find someone.

Actually

It's just suffocating.

I've been wandering in the world all my life.

People have been wild for a long time.

When I returned to Qin Murong, I used to go on the road, enjoy the scenery and experience the local customs.

But now I've been here for more than half a year, and I haven't moved.

Here every place, every corner, every shop, she is very clear, very familiar, just because too familiar, some tired.

There are two kinds of people. One is that the more familiar he is with things, the more he likes them. He feels safe and comfortable in such a place.

Even if they encounter any danger, when they have to go, they often choose to stay and fight.

But another kind of person, does not like to be familiar with.

The body is at home, the heart is always on the way.

Work, habits, marriage and so on, as long as it is a long time, they feel uncomfortable all over, not because they like the new and dislike the old, nor because there are other problems, they just hate to be familiar with, hate to be in a place, hate to live the same life.

Fengxiao is the latter, and it's quite serious.

Qin Murong knew that, so he didn't give Feng Xiaoxiao a place, or he gave her some medicine while she was asleep, or he gave her some raw rice to cook mature rice or something.

Keep people, not heart.

Sooner or later, she will leave herself and regard herself as a harbor. Occasionally, she will come back and stop for a while. When she has enough rest, she will sail away immediately.

The only thing he can do is to stay as long as possible.

Looking forward to her change, she suddenly fell in love with this habit.

But

Is it possible?

Qin Murong squints at Feng Xiaoxiao and sighs silently. Suddenly he doesn't know where the courage comes from. He reaches out and knocks heavily on her shoulder.

"What are you beating me for?"

"Nothing. There are mosquitoes."

"Pull! I'm good at protecting my body. Mosquitoes are not close to me. How can mosquitoes fall on my shoulders? "

"It's like Maybe it's a mosquito who has become a master? "

"The magic mosquito? where? Let me see. "

She went to pick Qin Murong's hand, which was naturally empty.

Then he said angrily, "where's the mosquito?"

Qin Murong but honest said: "ran ah, did not hit."

"No way? Are you sure there are mosquitoes? "

Qin Murong said frankly: "of course! What can I do without it? And it's right not to fight. It's wrong to fight. "

"Why?"

"You think, that's a powerful mosquito. How can I beat it with my ability?"

"Well There seems to be a point. "

Feng Xiaoxiao doesn't know what to say, because what Qin Murong said is really reasonable.

She turned her lips and said, "how long will Xiaobai be born?"

"What are you doing? Want to run? "

"That's not..."

She was guilty.

Qin Murong said: "a month or two, I don't understand this kind of thing. Besides, I have been injured for such a long time, and the concept of time is not so clear. Who can say it well?""Well..."

The wind lowers its head.

Qin Murong said, "I find you seem a little bored."

"A little bit."

"Then let's find something not boring to do. What do you think?"

"That's good, of course Huh? What do you want to do? "

Feng stepped back alertly and reached for his collar. He didn't know whether to protect or untie it.

Qin Murong rolled his eyes and said, "where do you want to go? I mean, let's go for a walk. "

"You've been targeted. Why don't you go out? Not afraid of assassination? "

"I'm afraid, but it's useless just to be afraid. It's better to go out for a walk. If someone really does something, wouldn't it be better if you were stopped at that time?"

"Well Will you kill it? "

"It's better to stay alive."

"Well, I'll try."

Feng Xiao's reply is very perfunctory, and her heart is filled with anger. If there is a real assassin, I'm afraid she will use it to purge the fire. A killing is inevitable.

"Barbarians..."

Qin Murong murmured.

"What?"

"It's nothing. Let's go now. Xue Dazui is coming. I'm afraid he's going to cry again."

"It makes sense!"

So they went out.

Summer is coming, sunny, prosperous city has become more prosperous, the trade between Daliang and Dongli is more and more, here is naturally more and more compact.

Yes, compact.

Whether it's houses or markets, whether it's people or businesses.

It's like everything's trying to squeeze together.

When people in the room fall asleep, they can pick up a kettle from the wall of someone else's house.

For Qin Murong, those places are not so much residential areas as shantytowns and slums.

But he also knows that the people here are really not poor!

The people who come to work in this city, except the businessmen, are very frugal. They earn more but spend less. They think money is more important than their own life.

On the one hand, they want to save money and send it to their hometown. On the other hand, the things here are too expensive.

For the money of eating a meat bun here, you can buy a drawer of white flour steamed bread in your hometown. It weighs more than ten jin, which is enough for a family to eat for two or three days. If you want to eat meat and steamed stuffed buns until you're full, it will take about ten or twenty people to work like this.

In other words, a full meal is enough for an old family to live for a month.

This is no longer the problem of thrift, it is heartache.

Prices are high.

It's the common fault of this kind of business gathering.

But at the same time, some things are the cheapest in the world.

Like gold!

Dongli is rich in gold.

The domestic production of Daliang is not very high.

Now Daliang needs a lot of money, copper and silver alone is not enough, so it needs to buy a lot of gold from Dongli.

Because of the export of gold, the whole region has become more and more rich.

At the same time, they will buy more products from Daliang.

This is equivalent to the fact that the state of Daliang has exchanged the goods produced for gold.

Who makes money and who pays?

Objects will be damaged, food and drink will be eaten up, even furniture and other things will be damaged, but gold is a real thing, can always exist, on the surface is the beam earned.

Dongli's gold seems to be endless. Anyway, it has been mined for many years. Even though the mining volume has increased a lot, there is still a lot of it. Besides manual transportation, it seems to be for nothing. Then it can exchange so many good things and materials. For Dongli, the materials are really gold Silver, money? Money is just a symbol and can't be eaten.

So on the surface, Dongli also makes money.

Who makes money and who pays?

In fact, they all made money!

This is business.