Chapter 19 The landslides ahead, but the color does not change
Two days later, wooden stakes were finally built around the old racecourse. In this way, even if bandits wanted to rob the village, they would have to think carefully.
As a decoration designer in his previous life, Xu Mu had many ways to make the entire winery and village more architectural.
"Chen Sheng, take more tall wood these days."
To the left and right, there are many trees to the north of the old racecourse, but it takes some effort to hammer the trees.
"What does the boss want to do?"
"Build an archery tower." Xu Mu smiled faintly.
If it were a peaceful time, there would be no need to do this, but now we are in troubled times. Not to mention other things, the gang of bandits on the Lao Mountain to the north are enough to pose a threat.
With an archery tower, you can not only climb high and take a look, but also shoot bows to drive away enemies from a bird's eye view, which often gets twice the result with half the effort.
"Master, are we building a village or a camp?" Chen Sheng asked suspiciously.
"Of course it's a winery, but it's always right to be prepared."
"Then... listen to my boss."
"Chen Sheng, I will go to Wangzhou City later. I will leave the affairs of the village to you first. Remember, if bandits come, they will immediately close the door of the village and let out smoke."
"Master, I know."
Xu Mu nodded and only asked Si Hu to take a simple knife, leaving the rest to Chen Sheng and others. Including the seven or eight retail investors, there are more than a dozen people in the entire village, unless it is a large-scale mountain
Bandit, otherwise, the old racecourse is still safe.
"Si Hu, get in the car."
Si Hu proudly raised the knife, pulled at his belt a few times, and then stuck it in with a grin.
"Hurry up."
Si Hu laughed twice before getting on the carriage.
After the carriage drove some distance away, Xu Mu turned his head and looked at the thin figure in front of Zhuangzi who gradually blurred and became smaller and smaller until he disappeared on the horizon.
Along the way, the carriage drove very fast. At noon, after 40 miles of flat plains, we arrived at the gate of Wangzhou City.
"Brother Mu, what are you doing in the city?"
"Ask something."
As he said that, Xu Mu frowned. Not far from the city gate, a stickman was standing bored. After seeing him, he immediately paled and ran back in a hurry.
"Si Hu, walk along the road to the Yamen."
Not afraid of thieves stealing, but afraid of thieves missing him. Ma Guaizi and his gang probably regarded him as a thorn in their side.
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As Xu Mu thought, the stickman who was watching at the city gate almost broke his leg and finally ran back to the old alley, panting heavily.
"What's the matter? Have you really seen that shepherd?" Ma Guaizi gritted his teeth and suddenly stood up from the wine table.
"I've known you for a long time, you are really Brother Mu."
Ma Guaizi turned around with a grin and looked at the two people at the wine table. One was the murderer holding a wine glass, and the other was the wealthy gentleman with an angry look on his face.
"Master Lu just said that he wanted to get the formula. What a coincidence. Mu Zaizi has entered the city this time, so he will stay here."
The rich gentry known as Master Lu also had a look of extreme hatred, "Gui'er said before that a certain family has obtained Zui Tianxian's prescription. For every jar sold, the two of you will get one tael of silver."
"If someone touches something that shouldn't be touched, just cut off their hands." The killer also stood up, with a ferocious smile on his wrinkled old face.
"Maer, sent a few people to stab his horse. As long as he stays in Wangzhou City tonight, he will die!"
Ma Guaizi couldn't stop laughing. He ordered a few strong stickmen himself and won another two taels of silver.
"Mu Zaizi, straight mother thief, you are waiting for three swords and six holes today!"
At this moment, Xu Mu, who was still in Fugui Restaurant, was still discussing the deposit with Zhou Fu.
"Fifty taels?" Zhou Fu looked slightly unhappy.
"Master Xu, this is a bit big. You don't live in the city now."
"Sitong Old Racecourse, I have an official notarization. Besides, Shopkeeper Zhou, you have also seen it. Where can I collect food around Wangzhou City now?"
"What does Master Xu mean?"
"Go to Hezhou and collect more in one round. At least for a month or two, the supply to Fugui Restaurant will not be interrupted."
Zhou Fu was silent for a while, and looked back from time to time, looking at the crowd of drinkers. Finally, he concealed his displeasure, counted a bag of silver, and slowly placed it on the table.
"This money will be used as a bet by a certain family. If you die, it will be considered as sacrifice money——"
"If I hadn't died, Shopkeeper Zhou would have made a fortune."
Zhou Fu rarely showed a smile, "If they didn't know the skills of Master Xu, a certain family would not believe that half a month ago, Master Xu was just a stickman in the old alley."
"Easy to say."
"Come here, serve some food and wine to Master Xu."
Xu Mu sat calmly, with a calm expression on his face. He could guess that Zhou Fu must have heard something.
To the left and right of Wangzhou City, as soon as the sky darkens, it is the world of the dog and stick men.
"Brother Mu, the old horse was stabbed!"
Si Hu ran in from the outside in a panic, his hands were covered in blood. The plain knife was obviously sheathed too hastily, and a small part of it was still stuck in his trousers.
"Si Hu, sit down and have a drink first."
"Brother Mu, it's getting dark!"
"Sit down and have a drink."
Xu Mu smiled slightly and did not forget to pour a glass for Si Hu.
The diners at the next few tables suddenly became restless. They hurriedly paid the bill and ran out without even thinking about having two more drinks.
Zhou Fu frowned and asked a few boys to carry firewood sticks and stand at the door cautiously. This was the last moment of betrayal for Xu Mu.
Putting down the wine glass, Xu Mu raised his head with interest and looked at the dark figures in front of Fugui Restaurant.
In the south of the city, in the north of the city, in the east of the city...many stickmen were huddled together, including liquor store clerks in coats and old thugs carrying long sticks on their backs.
"Shopkeeper Zhou, why is this?" Xu Mu asked knowingly, raised his head again, and drank a glass of wine.
"Your method of making money is a bit too fast, which makes many people jealous." Zhou Fu sighed. He preferred a rising star like Xu Mu to working with the old February Spring Liquor Shop.
"Shopkeeper Zhou, please go upstairs. If anything is broken, I, Xu Mu, will pay for it."
Zhou Fu frowned, and after pondering for a while, he finally didn't want to wade into this muddy water.
"A certain family has betrayed its reputation. Master Xu, you only have time for one stick of incense."
"Thank you." Xu Mu held his hand, his expression still calm.
This look made Zhou Fu's heart tremble for no apparent reason. Before he was stinking of copper, he still liked reading.
A mountain collapses in front of you, but its color remains unchanged. A deer rushes by, but its eyes don't blink.
If it weren't for living a rough life, who wouldn't want to be a young man in bright clothes and an angry horse, wielding a sword and riding a horse, facing thousands of enemies majestically.
Without realizing it, Zhou Fu silently raised his hands, made a fist-cup salute, and then stepped up the stairs with a heavy heart.
"Brother Mu, you are a fool, how dare you come out and take a few steps?"
Outside Fugui Restaurant, Ma Guaizi's hoarse voice rose from the ground.