Chapter 338

The storyteller continued: "The story of His Royal Highness King Jin's death in battle has never been seen with his own eyes. As the saying goes, no one has been seen in life, and no corpse has been seen in death. Some people believe that King Jin is still alive, while others believe that King Jin is dead. What this fact is, no one knows."

Someone in the audience asked, "If King Jin really died in battle, wouldn't King Xiao belong to the crown prince?"

The storyteller smiled mysteriously: "The world is impermanent, and today does not explain the daily affairs, especially the royal affairs, which change three times a day, and no one can say for sure."

Hu Feng looked at the tea bowl on the table in front of him. There were a few green leaves floating on the surface of the pale yellow tea soup. The water surface that was supposed to be calm continued to ripple due to the shouting in the hall.

From the bottom of those cold and deep eyes, a violent storm suddenly rose.

Bai Zhi called Xiao Er: "Wrap up all these dried fruits and let's take them away." With that, she handed the tea fruit money to Xiao Er.

Xiao Er hurried to get the yellow paper for packing. A Wu's complexion was not very good. Hearing Bai Zhi's words, he smiled dryly: "I just want to go back earlier."

After Xiao Er packed the dried fruit, Bai Zhi picked up the things, pulled Ru Er and Hu Feng with one hand, and walked out of the teahouse quickly.

On the way back to the village, Hu Feng never said a word. He closed his eyes and rested, seemingly quiet as usual, but the hands on his knees were always fist-shaped, and the knuckles were pale.

If he doesn't say it, she doesn't ask.

If he wants to say it, he will naturally say it, if he doesn't want to say it and asks, it will cause him trouble.

After returning home, Hu Feng headed back to his room.

Seeing him like this, Hu Changlin wondered, "What's wrong with him? He doesn't look very happy."

Bai Zhi shook his head: "No, maybe he's tired, the wound on his head is not yet healed."

Hu Changlin didn't suspect him, and instead asked with a smile, "How is the leather selling?"

Bai Zhi hurriedly took out the silver notes and ingots together: "A total of three hundred and sixty taels were sold, I think so, our three families are one hundred taels per person, and Li Cheng and Wu Jiang also contributed to their two families. Twelve taels, the remaining twenty taels are reserved for public use, and we will use this for our daily food and drink expenses."

Hu Changlin was naturally speechless and nodded happily.

However, A Wu was shocked and waved his hands again and again: "This is impossible. I didn't do much. Just like Li Cheng and the others, it is enough to divide it into twenty taels. How can it be divided into one hundred taels."

Bai Zhi put the instant silver note into his hand and said with a smile, "Why didn't you do anything? If you hadn't arrived in time, Hu Feng and I would have been eaten by wolves or tigers. Get up, your credit is the greatest, I think it's too little to divide you a hundred taels."

Hu Changlin also replied: "What the girl said is that you can accept it with peace of mind. You deserve it, and we have taken advantage of you."

A Wu was happy, and finally nodded: "Okay, then I will accept it."

Bai Zhi said: "The days will be long in the future, and our days will only get better and better."

A-Wu responded again and again, and was very happy. Since the incident happened three years ago, he has been living in hiding with his wife and daughter. They can't, and they can't make any money. They don't have money to buy winter clothes and winter quilts in winter.

If he hadn't met Bai Zhi and Hu Feng, he really didn't know how his days would go on.