The glass business in Chang'an City is about to start, and there are no talents available, so we can't let him run away.
So he asked:
"Since Rengui needs money for an emergency, why don't I buy these pheasants and you set a price. I haven't eaten them for a long time and I'm a little greedy."
Xue Rengui was short of money! He replied happily:
"Thank you, Sir. Just give me 100 cents for these pheasants."
Yang Fan smiled slightly and waved his hand.
"There's no need for this. If you only give 100 wen, what's the difference between someone and the housekeeper of Huo Guogong's mansion robbing you? Let's just go by the market price. I think 200 wen is more appropriate."
At this time, Xue Rengui's face was full of shame, but his eyes were filled with gratitude.
"Rengui is so ashamed!"
After paying, Yang Fan took the pheasant and winked at Wu Zhao.
"We are in for a treat today, so we must have a few drinks!"
Then there was a sigh that seemed careless.
"After this meal, I wonder when I will be able to eat such wild game again."
Wu Zhao is a person who can become a queen. She is not a simple person, and her mind is all-rounded.
From Yang Fan's words, she already understood that she wanted to take advantage of the strong man in front of her.
Then the red lips opened slightly:
"Since Mr. Lang is so greedy, why not ask this strong man, didn't he say that my wife is sick and needs money?"
When Xue Rengui heard this, he nodded quickly and replied:
"Since my benefactor loves to eat, Rengui must live up to his expectations. In the future, he will hunt game and deliver it directly to his house."
Yang Fan laughed and patted Xue Rengui's strong shoulder:
"Thanks to the preciousness of Tuoren, I will be blessed in the future!"
On the other hand, Wu Zhao next to him had a somewhat distressed look on his face.
"Lang Jun, this is not an option..."
The strong man's wife is seriously ill and is bedridden, so she definitely doesn't have that much time. The house happens to be in need of manpower, so why not let the strong man come to work in the house.
In this way, the strong man not only has the money to treat his wife's illness, but also has the time to hunt game to satisfy the husband's craving. Isn't this two birds with one stone?
As soon as Wu Zhao finished speaking, as expected, Xue Rengui fell into their 'trap'.
They looked at each other in tacit understanding, and the first cooperation was perfect.
I secretly gave Wu Meiniang a thumbs up in my heart. Her performance today was like a movie star. If she were born in modern times, she would definitely be red and purple.
He took out ten taels of silver from his pocket and asked Xue Rengui to ask a doctor to treat his wife first.
Originally Xue Rengui was determined not to accept it, but when Yang Fan said it would be deducted from his future wages, he knelt down and accepted it with tears in his eyes.
Yang Fan knew that from this moment on, the future famous general of the Tang Dynasty would never be able to escape from his Wuzhishan Mountain!
…
"Mr. Lang, how did Mei Niang behave just now?"
After passing through the bustling West Market and arriving at the residential area, Wu Zhao said coquettishly to Yang Fan.
“The cooperation was seamless.”
With a smile, Wu Zhao said naughtily:
"Then how does the man reward the beautiful lady?"
At this time, Yang Fan was in a good mood and laughed heartily.
"What reward does Mei Niang want?"
After raising his little head and thinking for a while, Wu Zhao did not make a decision immediately, he hesitated:
"Mr. Lang, can we talk about it later?"
"sure."
It's just that Yang Fan didn't expect that this casual answer would fall into Wu Zhao's 'trap', which would make him work hard and happily in the future. Of course, this is something to say later.
After this cooperation, the two became more harmonious and started talking more involuntarily.
Walking side by side, the two chatted while avoiding small puddles that appeared from time to time.
"What's different about this Xue Rengui? Why is Lang Jun so interested in him?"
Yang Fan did not answer directly, but asked:
"What does Mei Niang think of this person?"
He frowned and thought for a while:
"Mei Niang thinks this person is brave and resourceful."
oh……
This made Yang Fan immediately interested, so he motioned her with his eyes to continue speaking, in order to test the eyesight of this generation of queens.
Encouraged, Wu Meiniang opened her red lips and spoke softly.
This person's courage and resourcefulness can be seen from several aspects.
First, with a slight push from this person, two soldiers flew out instantly. Although these were only the lowest level soldiers, they had also been trained.
Secondly, when the soldiers arrested him, he was anxious but not panicked. It was obvious that he did not take these soldiers seriously. There were eleven people in a small group of soldiers. Even an ordinary general would not.
I dare say that I can escape unscathed when facing so many people.
Thirdly, this person asked the spectators to testify for him. In fact, he knew in his heart that no one would come out. The reason why he said this was just to let the spectators retreat so that they could have space to perform and escape easily.
Fourthly, when he saw that everyone around him was retreating but Lang Jun was not retreating, he had already seen that Lang Jun was not afraid of the soldiers of the Chang'an Prefecture and the Duke of Guo's Palace. The oath was to emphasize that he had done nothing wrong and expected Lang Jun to take action.
Help.
"Lang Jun, how is Mei Niang's analysis?"
After saying that, Wu Zhao looked at Yang Fan expectantly, like a child who wants to be recognized for doing something good!
Yang Fan nodded a little naively, and then Yang Fan realized that no one who could succeed was a simple person.
He didn't expect Wu Zhao to have such insight at such a young age, it was really scary!
Even with more than a thousand years of advanced knowledge, he only thought of this after learning Xue Rengui's name.
"Tell me, Mei Niang, did he notice the oboe we just sang?"
Wu Zhao bit his little finger and thought about it for a while, then replied with some uncertainty:
"I probably didn't find anything..."
But with his intelligence, he should figure it out soon after he returns.
However, Lang Jun need not worry, the smarter he is, the more he will stay with Lang Jun.
Because only people like Lang Jun know him and dare to use him.
After saying that, Wu Meiniang looked at Yang Fan with eyes full of admiration.
Beautiful women always worship the strong. This is an eternal law.
After all, according to Wu Zhao, Yang Fan had already discovered Xue Rengui's difference.
They have even planned how to take him under their command, so Yang Fan is the most powerful person among them.
But Wu Zhao didn't know that Yang Fan would be far worse than her if he didn't have more than a thousand years of experience than them!
…
When they reached the end of the West Market, they stopped in front of a low, dilapidated courtyard.
"Mei Niang, are you sure you are not looking for the wrong place?"
Yang Fan frowned, this place didn't look like anyone lived in it at all, it was too shabby.
Wu Zhao was a little unsure and took out the letter to check the address, and finally confirmed that there was no mistake.
Yang Fan knocked on the door softly, fearing that if he used more force, he would knock the door down.
Dong Dong...
Three or four times later, deep footsteps sounded inside.
With a creak, the door was opened.
Just as he was about to step forward to ask, a breeze blew past him.
When he looked again, Wu Zhao had already rushed into the door and hugged the old woman who opened the door, crying and calling her mother.
It turned out that the old woman who opened the door was her mother, Ms. Yang.
Yang is half a head shorter than Wu Zhao, with gray hair and some crow's feet at the corners of his eyes, showing the vicissitudes of life.
Judging from the face shape and contours, she should have been a great beauty when she was young.
At this time, Mrs. Yang smiled kindly and patted Wu Zhao on the back to indicate that there were still guests. Only then did Wu Zhao realize that Yang Fan was still hanging outside the door.
He gave Yang Fan an apologetic look, then lowered his head and whispered something in Yang's ear.
He just looked at Yang Fan from time to time with shy eyes.
Yang let go of Wu Zhao, walked forward slowly, and gave Yang Fan a Wanfu.
"Excuse me, Sir, to accompany my daughter here. I am being rude!"
This made Yang Fan at a loss.
The souls of the new era receive education without any concept of superiority or inferiority.
Now, an elder (Gah, she is the future mother-in-law after all, I am also panicking) salutes him, and it is impossible not to feel embarrassed.
Xu helped Yang up and quickly replied:
"Ma'am, you're such a brat, you'd better call me by my name!"
Hearing what Yang Fan said, Yang was very satisfied. She was worthy of having seen the world. She smiled slightly and said:
"I'd better call you uncle, uncle. Come into the house quickly. It's just that the house is simple. Please don't be offended."
Hearing Yang's name, Yang Fan did not refute. From the moment he decided to accept Wu Zhao, he had regarded her as his own woman.
Seeing that Yang Fan did not object to being called his mother, Wu Zhao's face was filled with joy, and his big eyes smiled like a crescent moon.
I was just about to lift my legs to go in.
A woman walked out of the back room, holding yellow vegetable leaves in her hand.
A pair of eyes like autumn water are filled with sadness and silence.
The black hair was coiled into a cloud-shaped bun with a wooden hairpin inserted diagonally into it, and her forehead was also formed into a cloud-shaped bun.
The hair hanging down from the temples is curled into a half-hook shape like moon grass.
The slender and graceful body, coupled with the two towering peaks, make people want to climb to its heights.
Paired with a complete oval face, it gives people an extraordinary beauty.
Although it is just a plain and light shirt, it brings out a pure, beautiful and charming feeling.
The two eyes met, and there was a graceful smile in the other's eyes.