The shopkeeper of the shop next door was very excited when he heard it.
He stuck his head out and "teased" the guest with contemptuous words: "Hey, can you, an old guy like you, still recognize the things that noble people have?"
Another customer who came to get meat also agreed.
"Maybe there are too many 'noble people' in the building..."
Facing the slightly malicious ridicule from the people around him, the guest always had a calm expression on his face, and his eyes that had experienced thousands of sails were only peaceful.
But the butcher heard it harshly.
He held a boning knife in his hand as a gesture to chase people away.
With a fierce look on his face: "Go, go, don't ruin my business by joining in here. Do you want to beat the meat? If not, go and stand somewhere else."
The other spectators felt bored and dispersed one after another.
Even though the butcher does all the dirty work, he is the one with the best and most prosperous family in this street, and his words have some weight - ordinary people only eat meat during the holidays, but the butcher's family can eat it every now and then.
The meat and vegetables are full of oil and water.
Neighbors did not dare to offend him easily.
When the crowd of spectators dispersed, the butcher asked the guest: "Old man, is what you just said true?"
The guest smiled and said: "Of course it is true."
The butcher touched it for a while and asked, "How do you know?"
He was also quite curious as to how this old thing came all the way, and he recognized at a glance that it was a Wenxin monogram instead of an ordinary accessory.
The customer tapped the butcher's case with his finger and said with a smile: "That's not important. What's important is that you are going to lose and you are willing to accept defeat."
"Okay, okay, if I lose, it will be a happy event! I will go back and buy two ounces of old wine to serve you..." The butcher waved his hand indifferently. He has a high-paying job and does not care about the "gambling money"
While waiting, the butcher bent his arms to support the wooden case and chatted with the guest, "Hey, old man, I feel so sad when you talk. Have you really studied?"
The guest said: "I know a few words."
When the butcher heard this, he became more energetic and took a look at the case: "Old man, you also know that my baby is about to become enlightened..."
The guest asked him quietly: "Do you want your child to study?"
The butcher nodded and said: "You don't need to teach me many words, and I don't expect my baby to be an official. How can a heel in our family be destined to become a noble? Just teach your baby a few words, otherwise you will have to settle accounts with others in the future."
I was cheated. I have to give this shop to my baby..."
"What if your child has a literary heart or a martial gallbladder? Do you want to make a sacrifice? If your child has a literary heart and a martial heart, he will practice writing and martial arts, and he will eat up all the money in the family."
The butcher felt that the old man was teasing him. He curled his lips and lowered his head to cut the meat: "Are we just like you? I don't deserve it. Just follow me and learn how to butcher meat..."
In his memory, those with Wen Xin Monogram or Wu Bold Tiger Talisman are noble people. They are either high-ranking or powerful. In short, they are superior people. These people can fly over walls and walls, and can also create things out of nothing. This is a method that only gods can have.
.
They are just ordinary people wallowing in the mud.
He is a butcher, and his child must also be a butcher.
others?
How dare you expect so much.
The guest looked at the butcher with calm eyes, not even daring to daydream about it, feeling uncomfortable in his heart.
He sighed and said: "Ji Qiu's business..."
The butcher didn't understand: "What is it?"
"It means that a son inherits his father's inheritance." The guest explained, "The son of a good man must learn how to make fur; the son of a good bow must learn how to make a Ji."
The butcher didn't understand even more, but he was sure of one thing - this old guy was really literate, probably quite a lot!
As a result, he became more and more confused.
Who doesn’t respect people who are literate these days?
The old man went out to teach children how to read and write, but he wouldn't be like this. How could he be bought back by Yuehua Building and work as a kitchen boy?
The butcher pretended to be doubtful, but the customer didn't want to say more, and the business came to the door, so he could only put away his unnecessary thoughts.
He thought about taking the baby to see the old man at night, bringing two more pounds of good meat, and eating water all day without fear of getting sick.
At the same time, the gangsters also took Shen Tang away.
He first walked on the main road for a while, and when Shen Tang's attention was drawn away and he lost his guard, he suggested taking a shortcut into an alley.
The further we go, the more remote we become, and the further we go, the quieter we become.
Shen Tang finally felt a little obviously uneasy.
Ask the man: "How far is it from the inn?"
The man replied: "Soon, soon."
After going around two more alleys, Shen Tang asked again.
"Are you sure you didn't go the wrong way?"
The man was impatient. He was now only a few steps away from his destination. He felt confident and threatened Shen Tang with a raised voice several times: "You say it's almost done. Why are you so anxious?"
Shen Tang noticed something was wrong and panicked: "I want to go back..."
The man chuckled and refused to stop: "It's too late!"
He kicked the door open and said to the yard: "Business is here."
It was a very remote and dirty courtyard. The cracks in the courtyard walls were covered with weeds, and you could still vaguely hear conversations coming from the courtyard.
Shen Tang tried to climb off the back of the motorcycle and escape.
As soon as she landed on the ground, before she could stand still, she was pushed hard into the courtyard by a man. Her center of gravity was unsteady and she stumbled hard. She turned around to look at the man and woman walking out of the courtyard in fear.
The woman said: "You are such a handsome lady, Laitou, where did you trick me into this? Look at this thin skin and tender flesh..."
After saying that, he started to pinch Shen Tang's face.
Shen Tang ducked away in fear and glared at the man named "Lai Tou": "You, you, you, weren't you called here by Yuan Liang?"
Shen Tang ignored him and replied: "He followed me after just a few words. He is good-looking but not very smart."
The man next to the woman came closer to look at Shen Tang's face. Shen Tang stepped back timidly, fearful and about to cry.
The man licked his lips and smiled: "What kind of brains does a girl need? If a woman has brains, how can we do business? Take her to Yuehua Building later. They have been urging her to get good products."
The woman ignored her companion's map cannon and said: "Yuehua Building? That building is not full of waiters. Why do you want a girl to go there?"
Laitou and the man looked at each other and smiled.
The obscenity flows between the two of them, and everything is left unsaid.
"You don't understand. When people come to your door and ask for goods, we can just give them to you."
"That's right, women should stop worrying so much."
Laitou pushed Shen Tang's shoulders, preparing to lock her into a dark, dirty room that exuded an unspeakable stench.
Shen Tang stepped out of the way.
Shameful and angry, he gritted his teeth and said, "How dare you betray me?"
The woman sneered, her eyes sharpened suddenly, and she tried to pinch Shen Tang's flesh with her hands, threatening: "Don't say you are a little bitch, even if the wife of the King of Heaven is here, we can sell it. Be honest! Otherwise, you will be in trouble. !”
Shen Tang dodged around the pillar, his eyes turning red as he did so, and cursed: "Aren't you afraid of God's retribution for doing this?"
Seeing that Shen Tang was running more and more vigorously, the three of them prepared to work together to capture her and give her a good beating so that she would remember her for a long time.
"Retribution?" Laitou spat, "I am God!"
"Please Yuanliang save me!"
The man said: "No one can save you even if you shout at the top of your lungs!"
This little girl is very good at running and is as slippery as a loach.
"I am scared!"
Shen Tang's voice took on a crying tone.
The yard was only so big, and Shen Tang was quickly cornered by the three of them. The little lady, who was about to cry, huddled her shoulders.
The next moment, the fear on his face faded.
"That's weird!"
He stepped on the wall to gain strength, and used his long legs to spin and sweep across.
