Heifu stood in the narrow alley with his whistle stick in his arms, his face hesitant.
The young boss in front of me was like a madman, speaking arrogant words.
"Is there any monthly tribute?" Heifu asked in a solemn voice.
"No." Xu Mu smiled faintly and negotiated peace with these gangsters. The most important thing is that he didn't want these gangsters to cause trouble on his territory. Of course, it would be better if he could help support the winery.
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However, compared to the gang of maguaizi who killed people and set fires in border areas, the group of gangsters in front of them can be regarded as more typical market gangsters.
"Now that I've found you, I won't let your work go in vain. To be honest, before I made illegal liquor, I was once a border guard. I met all of you today and I was very cordial."
"This money for tea and wine is considered a meeting gift."
Xu Mu didn't show any pretense, he took out a ten-tael silver bag from his pocket and threw it into Hei Fu's hand.
In this world, heaven and earth are unkind, and all creatures are like sluts. In order to survive, they can only do their best.
"Thank you, thank you, little boss." Hei Fu looked overjoyed as he took the money.
It has been at least two years since he received such a large sum of money.
"Mo thank you, please remember my words. Si Hu, give me a slap."
Before walking out of the alley and hearing Xu Mu's words, Si Hu raised his fist and smashed it against the wall of the narrow alley.
Finally, I took a big step forward.
After about a few breaths, with a rumble, the wall that Si Hu had collapsed suddenly collapsed.
The stickmen standing on both sides took a breath of cold air.
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When I walked back to Zhuangzi, it was already noon.
It seemed that he was doing well. After a while, under the control of Zhou Zun and others, Zhuangzi, who was originally unsightly, now changed into a lively appearance.
"The boss is back."
More than a dozen people were beaming with joy, and a woman also bought two bowls of tea and handed them to Xu Mu and Si Hu.
"I just felt thirsty."
After drinking the tea, Xu Mu wiped his face and looked around the old wine shop carefully.
Compared with the previous old racecourse on Sitong Road, the Zhuangzi in front of us is about three or four times smaller, only half the size of a football field.
Fortunately, most of the adobe walls surrounding the outside are in good condition, and even if they need to be renovated, it will not take much time.
For the rest, there are various arrangements for the distillery. At most, a large distillation house will be built when the time comes.
"Master, you come with me." Zhou Zun smiled mysteriously.
"Could it be that there was a treasure chest hidden? Did you dig it out?"
"Where can such a good thing come from... My boss will definitely be happy when he sees it."
Following Zhou Zun, he walked along the boardwalk behind Zhuangzi, and soon reached the bank of the river.
Fortunately, there is no plastic waste pollution these days. The water surface of Tangjiang River is so clear that the sweat on my forehead can be reflected.
Not far away is the ferry, and you can vaguely see many people standing anxiously on the shore, waiting for the ferryman's next round trip.
The water willows one after another are fresh and tender, and their graceful figures sway in the wind, attracting many scholars to set foot on it and praise it highly.
The beautifully dressed girl and daughter-in-law would occasionally stop, squat down, take out a wooden comb, and hum a tune to comb their hair in front of the clear river.
If he hadn't known about the war at the border and had traveled here earlier, Xu Mu would have thought that this Great Ji Dynasty was really a peaceful and happy age.
Unfortunately, these are all illusions.
"Master, look down."
"The boat is the boat I'm waiting for! It was left behind by the old owner."
Xu Mu paused and lowered his eyes. Sure enough, on the river below Zhuangzi, there was a four-oared river boat docked. It was not big, but it was still a surprise. In the future, when traveling to both sides of the Tangjiang River, there is no need to wait for the boatman at the ferry.
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"Brother Mu! So beautiful!"
Following Si Hu's call, Xu Mu raised his head and couldn't help but feel shaken.
Not far from them on the river, a large boat was slowly sailing along the river, dragging a trail of slightly undulating white waves.
Two or three shy oiran women, holding flower umbrellas in one hand and spring fans in the other, stood on the deck and danced gracefully.
Along both sides of the river, there were many wealthy young men offering poems and flowers, chasing after the boats and shouting.
"This is the prosperous age of the Great Ji Dynasty."
Xu Mu felt a little astringent in his heart. Before his eyes, he could see the destruction of Wangzhou City on that day. Wolf smoke blackened the sky. Flying arrows intertwined into a web of arrows. The Tongzi camp sacrificed its life for the country. Hundreds of thousands of people cried each other.
"Take care of the boat, or your legs will be broken."
Zhou Zun was startled, not knowing why his little boss was suddenly unhappy, so he nodded hastily, jumped off the boat, and tied three boat pegs together.
It was not until dusk that a group of people worked together to clean up Zhuangzi.
"Caiwei, how much money do we have?" After taking a breath, Xu Mu sat down on the chair with difficulty. The body of the original owner must have been so useless. If it hadn't been for the recent hard work, he probably wouldn't have been able to walk more.
A few steps are enough.
"Xu Lang, there are about one hundred and fifty taels left." Jiang Caiwei opened the account book and continued, "I will need twenty or thirty taels to buy things tomorrow."
Xu Mu was a little sad. It seemed that he couldn't waste it any longer. He was just sitting there crying for a long time. The large group of people now had to follow him to earn a living.
"Xu Lang, the Nu family and Sister Lian have discussed it... The cloth shop in the city is collecting embroidery Juan, and I can also pick up some."
Xu Mu paused for a moment. He didn't know what was going on, but then he remembered the pitiful appearance of his little maid's wife in Wangzhou City.
If one day life forces him and Jiang Caiwei goes to collect and sell firewood or help with laundry, he will probably slap his face to pieces.
"No, I'll stay in Zhuangzi for a long time. I'll have to take care of the money-making matters myself."
For husband.
Unknowingly, he just blurted out.
Xu Mu coughed twice, and felt an inexplicable sense of relief in his heart. He remembered clearly that when he was forced to be tied together, he and his maidservant and his wife, even though they looked respectful to each other on the surface, actually had repressed thoughts deep down in their hearts.
"Slave, I listen to Mr. Xu." Jiang Caiwei's face turned red, and she was suddenly a little scared. If she had married another Wangzhou stickman at that time, she would have been trapped in the Qing Palace by now.
"Boss, I'll be back soon!"
"Master!"
At this time, news came from outside about Chen Sheng and others. When Xu Mu walked out, he found that all the five big men escorted had returned to Zhuangzi.
"Sister-in-law Lian, go prepare some good food."
Mrs. Lian was Chen Sheng's wife, and Xiniang stayed in Hezhou, so she was temporarily in charge of the kitchen affairs.
"Don't worry, boss, I'll go to the street to buy braised pork."
"Brother Mu, I'm going to move the wine jar too."
There are still a few drunken immortals left in the car, and Si Hu has been thinking about them for a long time.
"Move it, call Gong Gou and the old scholar down as well." Xu Mu smiled, looking at the more than twenty figures in front of him, old and young, male and female, all following him from Wangzhou, killing
Arrive at the inner city.
Not family, but better than family.
"Have a drink. You'll have to get drunk before you stop tonight."
"Drink with the host."
Under the illumination of the tung oil lamp, more than twenty figures in the village raised their wine bowls one after another.