Thinking of the Yi family that Zhao Yuanxi mentioned, he contacted this great nobleman to speak about Yi Li.

Zhao Yuanle asked the last curious question.

"Then, where did you come from the noble man?"

Before he lowered his head, he glanced at Zhao Yuanle's curious appearance and said, "It's from Beidu."

Zhao Yuanle: "Hmm?"

Is that just like that? According to common sense, shouldn’t you introduce yourself again, tell him his name and status.

He remained silent.

Then the air fell silent.

This way is almost at the entrance of the village.

Zhao Yuanle couldn't help but say, "Then who are you?"

He chuckled.

Sure enough, the little girl couldn't hold back.

"Prince Ping, Ming Cheng said."

Hearing this sentence, Zhao Yuanle was stunned for a long time.

Prince... Prince...

My surname is Ming?

Wait, Wan Yi's cleverness seems to have a surname Ming?

Zhao Yuanle blinked and realized how expensive this great noble man around him was.

Ming Huyan looked at Zhao Yuanle's reaction from the corner of his eyes.

Zhao Yuanle immediately jumped three feet away from Ming Hu's words.

Ming Chong said: “…”

No need to...

She became silent and began to reflect on whether she had accidentally said any offensive words this afternoon.

Ming Chong said: "Don't think too much, you have never done anything wrong."

Zhao Yuanle smiled awkwardly.

"Yeah…"

Ming Chong said: "Now is not like before. You are human, and I am also human. You abide by the law and do what you should do. I eat taxes on the people and perform my duties conscientiously. Everyone is the same."

Zhao Yuanle: "It's well said."

This person has such a high awareness!

As he was about to arrive at the entrance of the village, Zhao Yuanle remembered something.

She asked Ming Chong's words.

"Do you know, black truffle?"

Ming Chuyan thought for a while and asked, "Pig Gongjian?"

Zhao Yuanle: "Well...yes."

This sentence of Pig Gongjian was said from this person, which made her a little disillusioned.

Ming Chong said: "What?"

Zhao Yuanle: "I think those Westerners should like to eat this very much, and they will buy it for a lot of money, so I want to sell it to them.

But no one here knows Westerners. Since you are a great nobleman, you should know the channels."

This...he really doesn't know.

He has not learned about these things on weekdays. This is not what he has to consider. It is because he has come here to recuperate and has time to travel between the countryside.

Ming Huyan coughed lightly.

"I don't know much about this, but someone knows it."

A man in black walked up behind him.

The servant bowed to Zhao Yuanle very respectfully.

"Miss Zhao wants to sell pig urinary mushrooms? A villain is not talented. I know someone who does business with Westerners. I ask Miss Zhao to take the villain to get the mushrooms. If you sell the money, you will hand it over to the girl."

Zhao Yuanle nodded: "Then come with me."

She led the man into the village.

At dusk, there were many people chatting at the entrance of the village. People saw a man in black following Zhao Yuanle, and they were talking for a while.

The knowledgeable person quickly recognized it.

"Even if it's a noble servant, look at the clothes, there are no wrinkles on them, and the shoes are still on the bottom of the floor."

One person sighed: "This second girl from the Zhao family may not know any noble people? Is it from Wang Baochang's family? Didn't she say that the marriage was hyped?"

The other person laughed.

"Wang Baochang's family can raise such servants? What a joke? Wang Baochang is amazing in front of us digging soil. If you go to the county, it will not be considered a number. You have never seen the noble people in the county. That's amazing.

I think this person is dressed better than the servants of the county magistrate's family, and he must be a great nobleman."

The onlookers were shocked.

An old woman was so scared that she stumbling about her words.

"Ger older than the county magistrate? Mom, this Zhao Er family is lucky. Do you know such a person?"

At this time, Old Wives Deng's sour voice came out.

"Hmph, it's a bit more color. Who knows what kind of activities he has done? Why don't he come here, just call a servant?

I don't think it's anything, maybe I'll just be a goddaughter for someone."

Some people are unhappy.

Well, what is unhappy is Xiu'er's mother who is good at He Ju.

She glanced at Old Woman Deng.

"I see you are always fainting, and you have not washed your mouth with pig shit? You know what a bullshit. You have never seen a noble man before, so he is talking about it.

Why, you understand so much? You may not have been a person when you were young. You have a heart, you can see everything dirty and your words are stinky. Oh."

Old woman Deng is Xu He Ju, but she is not Xu Xiu'er's mother.

She was drooling at Xiu'er's mother.

"Get out of your way, you're a dog in her room. When I say that, I'll bark here. I see that your daughters can only be the goddaughter's appearance."

Xiu'er's mother was furious on the spot and rushed over to fight with Mr. Deng.

Old Woman Deng is not a vegetarian. She was joked by a wild boar before, and today she will come back to find the place.

When Zhao Yuanle came out with the man who brought the black truffle, he saw chaos under the cherry tree.

She glanced at her curiously.

Hey... In just a while, what happened here again, and it really started fighting.

After seeing clearly that the partner was Xiu'er Niang and Mrs. Deng, Zhao Yuanle immediately cheered Xiu'er Niang in his heart.

The servant who took the pig gong bacteria walked in front of him. He glanced at the scene of the village women fighting here, frowned, and disappeared soon, but the disgust on his face was difficult to deal with.

Vulgar village woman...

No one here has any rules and etiquette. It is really a bad person who is out of trouble.

When Zhao Yuanle sent him on the road, he saw Ming Huyan sitting next to the carriage.

When he saw Zhao Yuanle coming, he nodded slightly to her, said goodbye, and then got on the carriage and went inside.

The man carrying pig gongjian said, "Miss Zhao, if you have any trouble, you will come to Qingye Hall on Ping'an Road in the county. At that time, knock on the west door and tell the doorman to find a red belly."

Zhao Yuanle couldn't help but ask: "Your name is Chifu?"

The man in black nodded.

"The girl is smart."

Zhao Yuanle laughed.

"Don't worry, if you can sell this thing, you can't sell it. If you can't, you can feed it to the pigs. This is originally for the pigs."

Hearing this, Chifu smiled sincerely.

Yes, Westerners are worthy of eating for pigs.

Chifu followed with something, and Zhao Yuanle stood by the roadside and watched the group leave.
To be continued...