It turns out that Mr. Fan has always been there, but he didn’t show up until now. What is he doing?
"Hey, isn't this Village Chief Sun? By the way, Sister Zhao said she was here to buy food, but what's going on?" Mr. Fan's acting skills were obviously not good enough, and there was no trace of surprise on his face.
Liu Defu: "Master Fan, you are here. Please listen to me, Master Fan..."
After some narration.
Mr. Fan took the money from Liu Defu and said, "It is indeed the official silver. I collect the grain from Nanshan Village. I know Nanshan Village well. This official silver really came from something strange."
Sun Yaozu opened his mouth to explain.
Mr. Fan interrupted: "Village Chief Sun doesn't need to say anything more. Specialized matters must be left to specialized people to handle, but doing so is a bit unkind. After all, we are getting married. Village Chief Sun,
Do you think so?"
As soon as these words came out, Master Fan's intention was undoubtedly exposed.
If Sun Yaozu answered yes, wouldn't it mean that he agreed to hand over Sun Youniang to the great master?
Master Fan's words were obvious enough. As long as Sun Yaozu nodded, the matter would be over.
Would Sun Yaozu nod? He said to himself: "Then report it to the official."
I have taken charge of this matter myself, and I am not afraid of going to court.
Mr. Fan sighed and shook his head, "Village Chief Sun, let me sort things out for you. What will happen if this matter is reported to the official? A result may be obtained soon, but have you ever thought about what would happen if this matter were reported to the official?
Don't doubt what will happen if it lasts ten days and a half. It's very possible."
"After ten days and a half of delay, even if I can return to Nanshan Village with food, well, I don't need to say more, you should understand."
Sun Yaozu's face turned pale.
He believed that he was in the right and he was the village chief. Even if the other party was Mr. Fan and there was a big boss behind him, the government would still clear his name.
But as the words say, although Mr. Fan and the eldest master cannot confuse right and wrong, they can still do it if they want to delay the matter for ten days and a half, even if it is something that can be understood immediately after investigation.
Arrived.
Justice is on your side. Even if it takes ten days and a half, justice is still the same.
But if it really takes ten days and a half, what will the villagers of Nanshan Village do?
Master Fan saw his own weakness and knew that he didn't have time to delay.
Sun Yaozu said before that there won't be any big problem. It is indeed not a big problem, but Master Fan is too vicious in his tactics, and he also has the great master as his backer.
"Have you thought about it? If not, you can think about it slowly. I'm not in a hurry." Master Fan asked someone to bring a chair and sit down, looking leisurely.
Sun Yaozu glanced at Sun Youniang. When the matter reached this point, he could not think of a solution.
Sun Youniang was looking at Pei Yun and saw what Pei Yun said in Qin Qier's ear.
Qin Qier moved.
Others thought she was going to save Sun Yaozu, but they saw her rushing out.
A worker tried to stop her, but she knocked him down neatly.
This made Mr. Fan curse loudly and let a woman run away.
But in Mr. Fan's heart, a woman running away was nothing.
Why did Qin Qi'er run away? Even their own people were confused. They only saw Pei Yun nodding towards them.
Seeing Pei Yun nodding, everyone couldn't help but feel relieved, even Sun Yaozu was no exception.
They didn't know what Pei Yun's nod meant, but they all believed in Pei Yun.
As soon as he escaped from Jishi Granary, Qin Qier headed towards the Bingma Division.
Soldiers and Horses Division.
"Master Gong, is this thing really useful in coal mines? Are you being blackmailed?" asked the cook in the kitchen.
"Who dares to blackmail me? It's not a good idea to blackmail me. He said that if it's fake, I'll pay you a hundred for every fake. Then I'll make him lose everything." Gong Zihong smiled treacherously.
The chef gave a thumbs up, "Master Gong still knows how to do business."
"Of course, it doesn't matter what my surname is. If you miss this business that is sure to make a profit, can I still be surnamed Gong? Okay, let's use this...this briquette to light up the fire and see. By the way, let's burn that tiger.
The meat is stewed and I'm so greedy." Gong Zihong licked his lips, looking like a total foodie.
"Okay."
The chef was also very interested. This was tiger meat. It was a rare opportunity to cook it. He might let Mr. Gong taste the soup later.
"By the way, when burning the honeycomb briquettes, the holes should be facing upwards. This way they will flourish."
Just like that, Gong Zihong was waiting for the tiger meat to come out of the pot.
After a long time, the aroma filled the kitchen. Just smelling it made Gong Zihong almost swallow his tongue.
It's just that the time is wrong. It's cooked so quickly?
The chef hurriedly ran out of the kitchen and said excitedly: "It's amazing, it's amazing, the fire is so fierce, my dear, it scared me."
"Is honeycomb briquette useful?"
"It's useful, it's so useful, but the tiger meat still needs to be stewed, so there's no rush."
"It's okay. Slow work pays off, but I didn't expect that I would actually find a treasure this time."
Gong Zihong smiled. Those people just said that briquettes are always available and can be provided to him for a long time.
How can one not laugh when thinking that briquettes are more useful and can replace coal, thus saving a lot of money.
It seems that I am very lucky today. First I have tiger skin, and then I have briquettes. Those people from Nanshan Village can be regarded as my lucky stars.
Just when I was thinking about this, a man who looked like a soldier came over and said: "Master Gong, there is a woman outside looking for you, saying that she is from Nanshan Village and wants to invite you to meet her and show you something.
"
"A woman from Nanshan Village? Okay, I'll be there right away."
Didn't he just sell briquettes to himself, but now he wants to see himself, which makes people curious about what's going on.
Outside the Military and Horse Division, Gong Zihong saw the woman who claimed to have killed the tiger.
"It's you, why are you looking for me?"
Qin Qier took out the hunting knife and handed it over.
Gong Zihong was confused as to why he handed over the knife as soon as they met, but it was obvious that there was no malice and he just wanted to take over the knife.
He reached out and took the hunting knife. At the signal from Qin Qier's eyes, Gong Zihong pulled out the hunting knife.
As soon as the hunting knife left its leather sheath, Gong Zihong couldn't look away.
As a soldier, he lives with weapons day and night, and his understanding of weapons is the same as his own hands and feet. He only needs to look at a weapon to know whether it is good or bad.
Just one glance at the sharp edge on the blade made Gong Zihong's hair stand on end. There were also lines on the blade that he had never seen before, as if they were telling some kind of mystery.
Gong Zihong could tell at a glance that this was an unparalleled weapon. No weapon he had ever come into contact with was as good as this hunting knife.
The hand holding the hunting knife trembled.
For a soldier, it was a shame that the hand holding the weapon was shaking, but Gong Zihong was really excited.
Outsiders cannot understand the status of a weapon in a soldier's heart. It has a life-long relationship with him. A soldier may not trust anyone, but he can always trust his own weapon.