"Uncle, do you want to take a car?" As soon as he saw Fatty Gong coming this way, the boy's eyes lit up and he immediately rushed over.
Each of these carriage drivers were like human beings. As soon as they saw Fatty Gong in luxurious clothes, they knew that business was coming.
Fatty Gong looked at the coachman and then at the coachman's carriage. After examining it, he waved his hand and said to the coachman, "Are you going to Jian's house?"
"I'll give you one tael, but I won't give you three taels of silver!"
Listening to Fatty Gong's quotation, Huang Tinghui grinned.
This guy is indeed a young man from a rich family who doesn't care about the fireworks of the world.
When people take a carriage, they always bargain with the coachman to try to save a penny or two.
This guy is quite nice, and he only gets three taels of silver when he opens his mouth.
It’s enough to make several trips back and forth from the pier to Najian Mansion.
Riding in a carriage with three taels of silver is really a pure prodigal.
Huang Tinghui only regretted letting this guy speak first, and he was too late to stop him.
But if you say it out loud, water will be thrown out.
Huang Tinghui couldn't say anything more.
"Sir, do you mean three taels of silver?"
"Three liang?" The coachman was shocked when he heard what Fatty Gong said.
He held out three fingers and looked at Fatty Gong in disbelief.
"Yes, that's three taels!" Fatty Gong nodded, "If the carriage moves steadily and is fast enough."
"When I get to the Jian Mansion, Sir, I will give you some money for your hard work."
It doesn’t hurt that I’m selling my farmland!
Huang Tinghui finally knew why Fatty Gong's father always wanted to clean up his prodigal son every time he saw him.
With this nouveau riche look on his face, let alone Fatty Gong’s father.
Even Huang Tinghui couldn't help but want to punish him.
"Okay, okay!"
"Master, you go up and sit down, you go up and sit down!"
"I guarantee today that this carriage will run steadily and quickly!"
The carriage immediately led Fatty Gong, Huang Tinghui and others to the carriage.
"Husband, this friend of yours can't wait to have the word "rich" written on his face."
"Isn't he afraid that if he attracts attention by others, he will be robbed of all his money?"
Not to mention Huang Tinghui, even the little girl who was following Huang Tinghui asked with great confusion.
They say "don't show your wealth to others", but this guy is really good at it. He can't stop spreading it when he has so much money in his hands.
This guy has never experienced the dangers in the world. If he meets someone with ulterior motives and sees Fatty Gong's behavior of "spending money like water".
If he couldn't guarantee it, he was kidnapped.
Even though Dasheng Kingdom is all singing and dancing, there are quite a few bandits in the mountains and rivers.
"Oh, leave him alone!"
"It'll be fine if it doesn't cost us any money!" Huang Tinghui shook his head. He had tried to persuade this guy more than once.
However, a guy like Fatty Gong who is soaked in a jar of honey may have to suffer a big loss before he can truly understand what the dangers of the world are.
After pulling the little girl onto the carriage, Huang Tinghui held Lu Qiaosi in his arms and sat on the carriage.
As for Fatty Gong, he was sitting opposite Huang Tinghui.
"Masters, are you seated?" The coachman looked excited after finally getting a big business.
"Okay, you can go!" Fatty Gong waved to the coachman.
"Okay, everyone, sit tight!" After getting Fatty Gong's permission, the coachman raised the whip in his hand and slapped the horse on the butt.
The horse was in pain and pulled the carriage forward smoothly.
Probably because money finally exerted its inherent power, the carriage moving forward moved extremely smoothly.
Lu Qiaosi, who was held in Huang Tinghui's arms, also fell asleep in Huang Tinghui's arms due to the fatigue of traveling.
It was rare that Fatty Gong didn't talk much, so Huang Tinghui took Wu Feilian's little hand and rested for a while against the carriage.
I don’t know how long we have been going forward, but suddenly the carriage stopped and Huang Tinghui almost flew out.
As for Lu Qiaosi, who was holding Huang Tinghui's arms, he was suddenly awakened by this sudden swing.
If Huang Tinghui hadn't hugged her tightly, Lu Qiaosi would have been thrown away.
Fatty Gong was also shaken hard by this sudden move. He lost his footing and hit a part of the carriage hard.
Fatty Gong stood up with an extremely ugly face. The carriage he hired for three taels of silver looked like this?
Fatty Gong opened the curtain and yelled at the coachman, "What kind of car are you driving?"
"Do you have to throw me to death?"
"I've given you so much money, and this is how you do things?"
Listening to Fatty Gong's roar, the man in the carriage looked extremely embarrassed and helpless.
"Master, this is really not my fault, it's really not my fault!"
"Look, they suddenly ran out and ran to this road."
"Who can control the carriage in this situation?"
The coachman's face was ugly and anxious, and he didn't know what he had done to the man.
The old man sitting in his car was shocked again.
It's so difficult to be a coachman.
"Hit someone?" Fatty Gong was shocked when he heard this, and he quickly got out of the car to take a look.
Although Fatty Gong is a pure prodigal, he is still quite kind-hearted.
"Uncle, uncle, please slow down, slow down!" When the carriage driver saw Fatty Gong getting off the carriage, he also hurried forward with his whip in hand.
"Get off the car with me and find a safe place to stay!"
"Lian'er, take good care of Qiao Si, Zicheng and I will go take a look." Huang Tinghui patted Wu Feilian's hand and spoke to Wu Feilian.
"Husband, go ahead!"
"I'm waiting for you!" Wu Feilian and Huang Tinghui said softly.
"Lian'er, look at my gesture later. If I make such a gesture, go to Jian's Mansion and find some people for me!"
After Huang Tinghui and Wu Feilian agreed on a gesture, he, Fatty Gong, and the carriage driver took two steps forward.
At this time, a middle-aged man in his forties fell to the ground. He was limping, as if he had been injured by the carriage.
As for the ground, there were broken ceramic shards scattered one after another.
Seeing Huang Tinghui, Fatty Gong and others looked over, and the middle-aged man's expression instantly became extremely sad and angry.
"Why don't you look at the road or people when you're driving?"
"Are you trying to hit me to death?"
"My ten-edge porcelain vase with blue and white fish and algae patterns is just broken, just broken!"
"This is my family heirloom. You smashed my family heirloom!"
"None of you are allowed to leave today, you must give me an explanation!"
"My ancestral treasure cannot be smashed to pieces by you in vain!"
The middle-aged man pointed at Huang Tinghui, and Fatty Gong and others spoke.
Good guy, good guy!
Seeing the sad and angry look on the man's face, Huang Tinghui looked confused.
Have I encountered the ancient version of Pengci today?
Apart from anything else, this guy's extremely sad and angry look is definitely a step ahead of the young actors of later generations.
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Chapter completed!