Chapter 9 Do you know the consequences of rejecting me?
The sudden manly breath made Li Yulian, who had just gotten up, feel her whole body go limp, and lay on Zhou Peirong's chest again.
"Sister-in-law...why am I so hot!"
Zhou Peirong tore the clothes on his body, his face red as if on fire.
He even started scratching, and soon blood marks appeared on his chest.
Li Yulian was shocked and hurriedly grabbed his hand: "Uncle, stop grabbing it, it's already bleeding."
When his palm was suddenly held, Zhou Peirong felt like he had suddenly touched cold water in the hot summer, which was extremely refreshing.
He held Li Yulian's hand with his backhand and placed it on his chest.
But Zhou Peirong seemed not satisfied with this coldness and wanted to expand this feeling.
So he held Li Yulian in his arms.
Li Yulian blushed with embarrassment.
"What kind of wine are these two dogs holding? Why is it so powerful?"
She felt confused and looked up at Zhou Peirong, whose eyes were blurred and breathing heavily, with a mixture of shame and anger in her beautiful eyes.
My uncle usually seems like a decent man, but why does he look like this when he's drunk?
Although I acted wildly yesterday, I only gave my uncle my underwear to relieve himself. The two of them did not make any substantial progress.
"Uncle, wake up, I have some chest tightness." Li Yulian said with difficulty.
But Zhou Peirong could not listen to her words at this time.
"too hot!"
He violently tore open his clothes, revealing his familiar chest.
"ah!"
Li Yulian exclaimed.
He quickly covered his eyes with his other hand.
But a crack was exposed.
Looking at Zhou Peirong's chest, Li Yulian was a little surprised.
I didn't expect that my uncle looked thin, but he had muscles that made him familiar.
Not as dark as a farmer, but not very fair either, showing a healthy wheat color.
Just when she was about to pull up the quilt to cover Zhou Peirong, she saw a satisfied smile on Zhou Peirong's face.
"It's much cooler this way." He murmured, slowly closing his eyes and breathing calmly.
At this moment, Li Yulian's whole body was pressed against Zhou Peirong's chest.
Looking at the sleeping face of the man in front of her, Li Yulian felt happy but also a little empty.
"Damn it, what am I thinking, he is an uncle..."
Li Yulian's pretty face turned red.
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When he woke up again, Zhou Peirong only felt that his head was dizzy.
When he walked out of the room, he saw Li Ergou, who had come to grind beans, winking at him.
"Ergou, what are you doing? Are you blinded by the sand?"
"Brother Peirong, how do you like this wine?" Li Ergou's honest and honest face rarely showed a mean smile.
"I don't feel much when I drink this wine. It's just that the stamina is too strong. I felt hot when I went to bed yesterday." Zhou Peirong said with a grimace.
"So, how did you feel yesterday?" Ergou looked even more vulgar.
"It feels good? Why does it feel good? I fell asleep as soon as I went to bed last night."
"Ah?" Ergou looked confused.
After returning home yesterday, his father told him that this was a rare tonic wine.
If a woman drinks it to nourish yin and replenish qi, and if a man drinks it, he will be so active that he can kill seven people in and seven people out in one night!
How could nothing happen?
Just when he was about to ask something else, Li Yulian came over and said with a sweet smile: "Uncle doesn't usually drink much. Of course, when he drinks and falls asleep, what could happen?"
"That's right." Ergou nodded thoughtfully.
Just as he was about to speak, Mr. Huang suddenly came over and pinched his ears, causing him to grimace in pain.
"Hey! Mom, it hurts, it hurts!"
"You're not working so early in the morning. What are you still whispering to your brother Peirong? Be careful, I'll tell your father to whip you!" Huang cursed.
In her mind, whoever gives money must work hard for them and cannot be lazy, even if it is her eldest nephew.
"Yes, yes, I'll go right away." Ergou said hurriedly and ran away.
"Hey, you little bastard, you dare to run away!" Huang laughed angrily, picked up a bamboo stick and chased after him.
Seeing the mother and son chasing each other in the yard, Zhou Peirong smiled helplessly.
Although we bought a lot of soybeans this time, the work of several people was becoming more and more proficient, so there was no delay.
When it was time, I took a cart of tofu to the store in Liming County.
Having a shop is naturally much more convenient than being on the street.
When they were halfway through the sale, there was a sudden commotion from the crowd.
"What are you doing? What are you all doing here?"
Several burly men walked in, pushing the crowd.
Zhou Peirong frowned and looked at the person.
The leader was a thin, middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and mustache.
The people behind him are all strong and strong people.
It is in sharp contrast to the thin people around.
The middle-aged man approached, touched his mustache, and looked around the store. When his eyes fell on Li Yulian, a lustful look flashed in his eyes.
"Which one of you two is the shopkeeper?"
"Guys, what's the matter?" Zhou Peirong stood up and said with a smile.
I'm afraid these people are coming with bad intentions.
The people around them seemed to know the identities of these people, and they backed away one by one, full of fear.
"What is the name of this shopkeeper?" the mustache asked.
"My surname is Zhou."
"It turns out it's Shopkeeper Zhou. It's nothing serious. I just heard that Shopkeeper Zhou's tofu has been selling very well recently, so I came here to have a look." The mustache said with a smile, his eyes narrowed to a slit.
After a pause, he added: "It's just that Shopkeeper Zhou doesn't know that this street is not very safe. If you don't say hello to people, I'm afraid you won't be able to do business no matter how good it is."
"My dear Chen San, anyone in Liming County who gives me some thin noodles calls me Mr. Chen."
"If Shopkeeper Zhou is willing to make friends with me, I can ensure your business is worry-free."
As soon as he heard this, Zhou Peirong knew the purpose of these people.
What's the difference between this and a blatant money grab?
He smiled slightly and said, "I wonder what Mr. Chen means by making friends?"
"Thirty percent!" Chen San stretched out three fingers and said word by word: "I only want 30% of your profit every month. No matter what you sell in Liming County in the future, I guarantee that no one will come to trouble you."
Hearing this, the smile on Zhou Peirong's face grew wider.
He knew that Liming County was poor, but its forces were complex.
His tofu has been selling so hotly these days, it's hard to guarantee that some people won't be jealous.
He had already been mentally prepared for this.
But if cats and dogs can open their mouths and ask for food, how will he make money in the future?
He shook his head and said with a smile: "Mr. Chen, although the sales volume of this tofu is large, the profit is too small. If you ask for 30%, then should I still do it?"
"So, you are unwilling?" Chen San's face darkened.
He snorted coldly: "You brat, do you know the consequences of rejecting me, Chen San?"