Zhuque County.

Sitting in the rickshaw, Mickey looked at the panting rickshaw driver in front of him, worried that he would fall down directly.

But after asking, the rickshaw driver felt that he could continue running.

"Are you a child or a scholar?"

Mickey already knew that he was a scholar, but she didn't know how good he was in his studies.

"I am a scholar, I haven't participated in the provincial examination yet."

The rickshaw driver wiped his sweat with a towel on his shoulder, and his pace slowed down a little. Now he was on a downhill road, and he had to feel much more relaxed.

"Scholar... why did you work hard?"

Mickey felt very surprised this time.

A scholar is not so easy to take. Many scholars can only be a child in their entire lives. Even the old child can still live according to the work they copied and written.

No matter what, you shouldn't be reduced to a rickshaw driver.

"This is hard to describe."

The rickshaw driver just sighed and smiled bitterly, not saying the specific reason.

In fact, he didn't have much energy to speak.

Working with such heavy strength is indeed not an easy task for a scholar like him.

"Interesting, I suddenly became interested. Let's do this. Pull me to the intersection of the Antique Street. Don't leave later. Just wait outside. When I come out, you can follow me."

Mickey said slowly.

The rickshaw driver was about to speak when he heard Mickey continue, "By the way, you may have a lot of losses in this way. I will give you ten taels of silver here. Next, don't pull people, wait for me."

"Thank you, young master!"

The rickshaw driver was overjoyed. What reason would he have to refuse?

He couldn't earn back ten taels of silver for a month or two.

After all, he was a scholar who had studied and had guessed what Mickey was interested in.

To put it bluntly, it is to be interested in the experiences that happened to him.

What can’t be said about this!

Next, the rickshaw driver gritted his teeth without saying anything, and kept pulling Mickey to the door of the antique street.

When Mickey got off the car, she saw that Chang Silang had already got off the car and was waiting for him.

"Young Master Ye, you didn't choose the right person. You coachman is obviously a novice and you don't have much strength."

Chang Silang smiled, and the pockmarks on his face were twisted and entangled, making him look particularly ugly.

Miqi could barely accept the ugly nature of ordinary people, but now Chang Silang is even more and more shocking, making her repeatedly hold back her rolling stomach, for fear that she would vomit on the spot.

"It's enough to get there, it doesn't matter if it's faster or slower."

Mickey seemed to be indifferent.

"Yes, it's always just a small matter."

"Mr. Ye, look at the antique street here, how about it?"

Chang Silang no longer talked about the rickshaw driver, but pointed to a street in front.

This street is quite large, and it is invisible to see at a glance.

There is not much traffic on the street, and there are many women coming and going, and the smell of powder is quite good.

"It's pretty good, but it's incomparable to the streets of Beijing and Sixiang City."

Mickey said.

"That's definitely incomparable. Zhuque County is a small place, so how can it compare to the big city?"

Chang Silang Dao.

"Small places have the benefits of small places. Perhaps small places have good things hidden, but what they lack is a pair of eyes that are good at discovering."

Mickey raised her eyebrows.

"Young Master Ye, you have to rely on your eyes to see it." Chang Silang immediately came up to compliment.

Well, for the sake of Chang Silang's excellent licking, let's ignore his ugliness for the time being.

Mickey waved her hand and said, "Okay, I'll go and take me to see."

"Please, Mr. Ye."

Chang Silang led the way. Judging from the bluestone slabs paved on this road and the wooden ancient buildings on both sides, this place has been around for a while, and it may have been before the founding of the Great Qi Kingdom.

Because Mickey saw the carvings of the Southern Dynasty.

No wonder it is called the Antique Street, which may be relatively old in history.

"Young Master Ye, let's go directly to Yijiangchun."

Chang Silang Dao.

"Is Yi Jiangchun the largest here?" Mickey asked.

"There are three largest families here, Yijiangchun is one of them, and two are called Bajianjie and Liuxingbao."

Chang Silang Dao.

"Since there are three companies with similar sizes, why do we only go to Yijiangchun?" Mickey said in confusion.

"Yi Jiangchun is the closest to you. You're here before. The other two have to go for a long time."

Chang Siro gave a reason.

Mickey also knew that Chang Silang must have more than one reason, but she would not expose it.

"Okay, go to Yi Jiangchun."

Mickey said.

Sure enough, not long after I walked, a shop with a larger store appeared in front of me.

From the outside, there are three levels, and there must be something unique inside.

"This is Yi Jiangchun." Chang Silang pointed to the bronze plaque above and said.

"Okay, go in and have a look."

Mickey held her head up and walked inside.

She pretended to be a man and could not reveal any flaws in other aspects, but on the other hand, it was difficult for her to disguise, that was her height.

She was half a head shorter than Chang Siro.

However, Chang Silang deliberately bent his waist so that he would not create a sense of oppression on his height.

So, this person has an ugly face, but he is really a clever person.

"Where is your shopkeeper? Call your shopkeeper out quickly, and a distinguished guest is here."

Chang Silang shouted arrogantly.

The clerk inside obviously recognized Chang Silang.

"We'll tell the shopkeeper now."

Some clerks have already passed on the news.

Not long after, a figure turned out from behind.

The man was short-sized, wearing a brocade robe and covered with flesh on his face. After seeing Chang Silang and Miqi, he immediately trotted to greet him and bowed: "The distinguished guest is coming, Shi is one step late, I will forgive my guilt."

This person is full of spring breeze and smiles. He is a good businessman.

"Shopkeeper Shi, this Young Master Ye is a wealthy man. You have to treat him well." Chang Silang said.

What Mickey heard was the three words "Shishangguan".

"Shopkeeper Shi, are you from the Shi family?"

Mickey asked.

"If Mr. Ye says, Shi is from the Shi family, but he is not a direct line, but a child from a sideline line." Shopkeeper Shi admitted frankly.

There is nothing that cannot be admitted. Yi Jiangchun was opened by the Shi family, which is an obvious fact.

"Okay, Shopkeeper Shi, I heard that you have gambling stones here, so I came here to see the gambling stones."

Mickey is straight to the point.

"Please please, Mr. Ye, bet on stones in the room inside." Shopkeeper Shi smiled.

Immediately, Miqi followed Manager Shi for a while and entered a room.

There are many stones placed in the room.

From the outside, they look strange and strange, and there is no sign of any reputation.

At this time, three customers were already picking.

When they saw Manager Shi bringing newcomers in again, they ignored it and were still immersed in their own world.
Chapter completed!