The atmosphere in the inn was instantly solemn. Wu Que walked to the counter and pulled out the knife gently - "Swish!" The knife came out, and there were thousands of cracks on the counter, "Crash!" In an instant, it turned into wood chips and fell all over the ground.

Inject the knife with internal force, and break thousands of cracks with half an inch of the tip of the nose! What a profound realm!

"Brother, let me say, they don't believe you, I believe it." Wu Que's words were more like telling everyone! Indeed, he believes, how dare they not believe it?

After Wuque supported me, Yu'er became bolder again, but she became much more conventionate, she said:

"Everything I said is true. I have seen the real Xue Qing, and I will never forget it in my life... And I am not trying to question the reward orders on this inn. I just want to do business. You can take the portraits I painted and take the portraits of the reward orders. Whoever is right and who is wrong will be determined in the future. Moreover, I only charge five taels of silver for one painting..."

"What! Boy, you dare to collect money!"

Mr. Hu stared at his eyes and his nose turned red. He raised his crutch and wanted to hit him, but his arm was half-lifted, and Wuque's knife had already reached his throat. Wuque scolded:

"Don't quarrel! Let you charge money to do business, so no one else is allowed?"

Mr. Hu gritted his teeth and refused to accept: "This is my store, and I can only paint the rules!"

"The store is Boss Qian's store, and the rules can be changed, right, Boss Qian?" Wu Que glanced at Boss Qian standing beside him.

The sweat on Boss Qian's forehead was as big as beans. He didn't dare to look at Wu Que's eyes, so he could only stammer: "This...is true, but--"

"That's right!" Wu Que interrupted his words before Boss Qian finished speaking, and then he said to Yu'er: "Brother, go and use the paper and pen to paint. I'll give you an idea and set a small rule in this shop - buy your paintings for five hundred taels in the inn, and you are copying portraits from this group of Mr. Hu, each painting is reasonable?"

Reasonable not only asked Yu'er, but also asked Boss Qian.

"Hero... don't you look like you are doing business? It's obviously a forced robbery..." Boss Qian naturally didn't want to do it.

But I don’t know if the boss Qian is really stupid or fake. As long as those present are not stupid, they know that Wu Que is lying wild, and that kind of wildness that makes people have to follow!

"Boss Qian, I think this matter is decided like this. What if this guy is right? You won't lose this five hundred taels!"

"That's right? I've worked in your inn for so long. I'm afraid you've made a lot of money, but you didn't take out only 500 taels of silver? Why are you so stingy?"

"It's tight, it's tight, I'm going to make a fortune!"

...

Everyone started to make trouble with annoyance. Boss Qian couldn't resist the talk. He shook his forehead and finally nodded, "It's only five hundred taels, it's covered, not much!" After that, he took out two ingots of gold ingots and two ingots of silver from his arms, and reluctantly handed them to Yu'er.

Yu'er happily took the money. She first put the silver in her bag, and then took the initiative to stuff the two gold ingots into Wu Quehuai: "Hehe, this was what you redeemed for me before. I'm going to give it back to you now. I don't owe you!"

Wu Que smiled rarely, and he pointed his chin at the pen and paper beside him and said, "Then it's so slack, don't let the whole room wait for a long time."

"It's so rude!" Yu'er also grabbed the paper and pen and rolled up her sleeves and made a big pen!

The curious people came to see him, and even Mr. Hu couldn't help but come to see Yu'er's paintings. Every girl was skillful in her family, and Yu'er's transformation was very delicate. I don't know if she remembered Yan Qing in her heart or was too hated, Yan Qing's temperament was so exquisite in her writing.

As it turned into more and more perfect, everyone couldn't help but show admiring eyes. The temperament revealed in their writing was indeed in line with Yan Qing's unparalleled appearance.

Only Wu Que had a stern face. This girl was crazy and thought she was just a joke, but she didn't expect that she really looked like Yan Qing!

"Okay! The task is done, but the eyes are a little worse. They should be bloodthirsty, but they draw gentleness." Yu'er dragged her chin and was very satisfied with her transformation.

The girl actually didn't know that the gentle pen was like a drunken mantra in a dream. Yan Qing in her heart was not bloodthirsty, but gentle.

"It's worth selling it with me, it's better to give it to me first..."

They all scrambled to ask for it, but Boss Qian's eyes lit up. He quickly snatched the painting: "Go away, I bought it for 500 taels, it's my thing!" As he said that, he looked at Yu'er solemnly and said: "Brother, you should draw it roughly when you copy it later, otherwise my 500 taels will be worth it, otherwise I will have to collect taxes!"

"Hehe, it's easy to say, come on, start drawing, do business..." Yu'er's hand waving her hand, and a few strokes of dragons and phoenix danced like a painting. Although her appearance was worse than the first time she drew, she could also be seen with great use.

Everyone wanted to get the paintings to make gold quickly, so they rushed forward, but on the contrary, Wuque squeezed out of the crowd. He seemed to have done something wrong, was he betrayed Yan Qing?

He looked back at Yu'er who was painting happily, and smiled bitterly. In fact, it was not a betrayal. Yan Qing was so smart that he always had a solution to deal with it. Besides, these people were just a mess, and they could not threaten him enough...

"Hu..." He sighed and picked up a few jars of wine, then pushed the door and walked to the inn.

...

"Ah sneeze!" Yan Qing couldn't help but sneeze again...

"Brother Yan Qing, are you catching a cold?" Jiang Ying in his arms couldn't help asking. In just half an hour, Yan Qing didn't know how many sneezes had Yan Qing sneezed.

Yan Qing rubbed his itchy nose and wondered: "It's wrong, I don't feel cold either. Why are you old... Old - sneezing!"

"Is someone scolding you?"

"What? How do you say this?"

"My second brother said that if you keep sneezing, it means someone is scolding you. I didn't believe it at first, but every time I secretly scold my second brother, he actually sneezed! Hehe..."

Yan Qing curled his lips. If this is the case, he would have to sneeze for the rest of his life and he would never be able to slap it even if he turned into a ghost.

"Brother, can I have to sleep on the horse's back tonight..." Jiang Ying whispered, she was already tired.

No matter how warm Yan Qing’s chest is, it is not as good as a comfortable bed, but where can I settle down in this vast snowfield?

"Dingling..." The sound of bells faintly rang.

"Brother, did you hear it? There was a bell sound!" Jiang Ying slept peacefully, and she raised her head and looked around.

Of course, Yan Qing heard the familiar sound of bells, which were the bells tied to Wei Qun’s knife.

"Brother, look, there is lights there!" Jiang Ying pointed in surprise and refused to let it go directly in front of her. There was a slight yellow light, which was a horse lantern.

"It seems that you will not sleep on the horse's back tonight." Yan Qing wrapped his robe tightly for Jiang Ying, and rode his horse to speed up towards the light.

The convoy found a low slope with leewards, then simply built two tents with vehicles and wood, and the horses hid one, and the bodyguards lived in one.

Wei Qun hung the horse lantern on a small branch not far from the tent. He unbuttoned his belt and comfortably released the old urine that had been glimpsed for a long time.

"Sizzy..." The urine turned into a cloud of mist. At this time, another sound of horse hooves was heard, "Click!" and came stepping on the snow.

Wei Qun was shocked. He could hear that the horse was approaching, so he subconsciously pulled out the knife and his pants were lifted before he could lift it.

"Brother Wei has learned his intelligence. He will keep his sword away and make a quick decision!" Yan Qing stopped the horse and was three feet behind Wei Qun.

"Huh... is it Brother Yan Qing?" Ye Hei couldn't see his face clearly, but he couldn't get it wrong when he heard the sound.

Yan Qing dismounted the horse first, and then took Jiang Ying off the horse's back. He led Jiang Ying toward Wei Qun: "What are Brother Wei doing alone on such a snowy night?"

"Sizizi..." Wei Qun let out a long sigh before turning around and continuing to urinate. He complained: "Brother Yan, you almost scared me to hold back my urine..."

After a while, he walked towards Yan Qing with his lantern while holding the horse lantern.

"Ah! What a shameful person!"

Jiang Ying couldn't see Wei Qun's random actions, so he hurriedly closed his eyes and fell into Yan Qing's arms.

Yan Qing grinned and couldn't speak, and Wei Qun didn't know Jiang Ying's true identity.

Wei Qun raised his eyebrows and asked in surprise: "Hey...Brother Yan, why did you bring this little girl too?"

Yan Qing was even more puzzled: "Oh? How did you know she is a girl?"

Wei Qun scratched his head: "Hehe, I'm kidding..."

Yan Qing shook his head with a smile. He always felt that he was about to get married. Of course, this idea just flashed through interestingly.

"Brother Yan must be here to find a escort leader, right?" Wei Qun led Yan Qing and Jiang Ying toward the tent with the lamp. He said again, "But the escort leader went to the black store in front to explore the Xushi. He should be back soon now, right?"

"Black store?"

"Yes, the store I just opened is not in front of the village or the store behind me. All the most important stores are black stores."

"The black shop is also a store, as long as the wine inside is not poisonous." Yan Qing was about to have a drink, but at this time, a sound of horse hooves became closer and closer...

"Hey! It's the head of the ward is back!"

It was Wuque, and he returned on the horse, and he also brought news that Yan Qing was very damn.

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Chapter completed!