Ming dynasty!
What does it look like?
Although he has been in Daming for half a month, Zhao Siming is still "scared to death" from time to time. Whether it is the tram on the street, the electric lights on the roadside, or the sea of lights at night, everything is so fresh.
These are simply two worlds!
Not simply, but... at all.
What is it like back home in Sichuan?
There is no difference from hundreds of years ago. If we want to talk about the difference, I am afraid that the Manchus slaughtered all the people and the people were almost changed.
But what about here?
"Master, do you think that man is talking on the phone in the phone booth?"
Holding the meat roll he just bought in his hand, Zhao Shuwang, with a greasy mouth, pointed to the phone booth on the roadside and said.
Ten days ago, the master and the servant made a special phone call - when they heard each other's voices from the two phone booths, the master and the servant were so shocked that they didn't come back to their senses for a while. This matter was going to happen in the future.
Amazing.
"Elevators, telephones, lights, movies, young master, why do you think everything in this Ming Dynasty uses electricity?"
"Electricity...what exactly is electricity?"
Looking up at the street lights above his head, Zhao Siming was also curious in his heart. What did electricity look like? He really wanted to touch it and see...
If you don't touch electricity, how can you brag to others when you return to Sichuan that you have not only seen electricity, but also touched it?
You must find an opportunity to touch it carefully when you go back.
When Zhao Siming and his servant were walking on the street, they did not notice a person following behind them. Shunzi and his two minions had been following them this time, but he did not know that when he was staring at the tip
While there, there was a pair of eyes staring at him from behind.
Zhang Wenjie, who was standing on the opposite side of the road, looked at the people following him with a faint sneer on his lips.
It’s just as the director expected!
From the day they were released, people have been watching their master and servant.
However, the big fish hasn't shown up yet, which is a bit strange.
In the next day, the Zhao family's master and servant were strolling on the street as usual. At night, Zhao Siming asked Zhao Shuwang to go to bed first, and then he left the hotel. He had already settled down early and was not far from the hotel.
The alley leading to Sanjie is a flower alley, and there is not much difference between all the fireworks alleys in the world. In this regard, Young Master Zhao is naturally familiar with the roads.
After passing through the small foyer of Chunfengyuan, there is something special inside. The decoration is elegant and exquisite, not inferior to Chengdu's Huajie Liuxiang. However, what is different from Chengdu is that after entering the foyer, you can see the photos hanging on the wall. If you look closely,
Look, Young Master Zhao, who has not tasted meat for almost two months, immediately had a physiological reaction. The photos showed coquettish women doing various postures. They were the same as the prostitutes he had seen in the garden in Chengdu in the past.
Pictures and secret drama pictures are different. The women in those pictures are all dressed in tulle, and they are as lifelike as real people.
Just as he was staring at the photos on the wall, a turtle slave came over and said.
"Uncle, if you don't have a girl you know well, just click on the girl in the photo and choose."
"select……"
"That's the number, it's a Western numeral..."
Before Mr. Gui could finish his words, Young Master Zhao said carelessly.
"That's Arabic numerals... Well, let's take the number 66!"
She looks quite beautiful, and her body looks petite and exquisite, but there is extra flesh where there should be flesh. It looks particularly spectacular. It is really uncommon to see something like this.
"Uncle, you are really discerning. Although No. 66 is not the number one in our family, she is also the best in this hospital. She is an Oriental girl who knows how to serve people. She has a great figure. A pair of hands and a mouth. I have used it.
I’m sure I’ll want to come next time…, uncle, come with me.”
Turtle slave said while asking for good ones.
"Uncle, when it comes to serving people, it's the Asian girls, but when it comes to coquettishness, it's the Western girls. If you want to play with me, I'll introduce you to some top-notch girls. I'm sure you'll be able to serve me today.
Feeling comfortable."
Western ladies, Zhao Siming couldn't help but feel a little moved when thinking about those Western women with exposed breasts in the photos.
"Then it's done, just as you said,"
While talking, Zhao Siming took out a dollar from his pocket and threw it to the turtle slave without saying a word.
"Thank you for the reward!"
After receiving the reward, the turtle slave became more enthusiastic and took him into a room with three foreign numbers hanging on it.
"Hey, uncle, you are just sitting here drinking tea. I will call my sister here for you."
After saying that, Gouzi turned around and went out, brought a plate of tea and snacks over, and whispered:
"Master, please use it slowly. Sister will be out soon."
When the dog exited, he closed the door.
Just as he was drinking tea, the door opened, and it was not his sister who walked in, but... an old acquaintance.
"It's you……"
As soon as he saw the visitor, Zhao Siming threw the tea cup in his hand directly. The cup did not hit the visitor, but hit the ground with a crisp sound.
"Brother Zhao Xian, this is a bit much!"
Grandson Yue, who was holding a folding fan, narrowed his eyes and sneered.
"sit!"
"What?"
After glancing at Zhao Siming, the grandson smiled more and more.
"Brother Zhao Xian, I have done a lot of wrongs before. I will make amends to you and let this matter be settled."
"What, what, Sun? What do you want to do?"
Young Master Zhao suppressed the anger in his heart and said.
"Brother, I just want to ask you something!"
Sun Ziyue said with a smile, Shunzi and the others have been following him these days. In fact, they have long been sure that this person is not a bait thrown by the government. However, out of caution, he has not taken the initiative to come to the door. He is waiting. Waiting for the other party to come.
Come to your door proactively.
Men are good at food and sex, and a young man like him will definitely know how to go shopping in the flower market.
No, the wait is finally here. Although it is not my own garden, it is almost the same in these flowery streets and willow alleys.
"What if I don't tell you?"
"What do you think?"
The grandson smiled more and more. He sat on the sofa, looked at Zhao Siming, pointed to the sofa opposite and said.
"Please take a seat."
After Zhao Siming sat down, he stared at the other person, with countless thoughts rolling through his mind. What did he want to know?
If he were in Sichuan, he wouldn't even be able to deal with such low-life people, let alone deal with them, and he wouldn't even be able to take a serious look at them. But this is Linhai, and Young Master Zhao's prestige cannot be played off. He is still worried.
If you offend this person, you may cause some trouble.
If I had known earlier, I should have asked Shuwang to come with me.
"I'll just tell you how you came out!"
Sun Tzu Yue didn't waste any time and went straight to the point.
"How did it come out? You don't know, just use money!"
Zhao Siming smiled.
"How many officials in the world don't like money? As long as they have enough money, why don't they worry about not being able to get things done?"
Nonsense!
If it was really that easy, they would have given away the money a long time ago. They have tried several times in the past two years, but they have never had the chance to give away the money, let alone allow others to take such a big risk and collect their money.
silver.
But this guy named Zhao was able to give away the money and come out in a good shape. This was why they were interested in this guy.
Not only interested, but also interested in knowing who he spent his money on, and who dared to take such a big risk for them?
"This is the truth, but this place is different. You don't know that all those black men are masters who can't get in. If you can make money, you must have found a way that we haven't touched. You are in
Who got the money..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the door on the other side was pushed open, and Zhang Wenjie walked in with a smile.
"Master Jiu, of course this money will be used on me. How about it, Master Jiu, come with me!"
There is no need to introduce your identity when you enter the house. After all, everyone is an old acquaintance.
While talking, Zhang Wenjie threw the "silver bracelet" on the table and said with a smile.
"How about it, Master Jiu, do it yourself, or do I do it?"
Zhang Wenjie said as he looked at Master Jiu who had widened his eyes and still hadn't come back to his senses.
"Come on, this place is not your Piaoxiangyuan, Master Jiu, there is no need to use any crooked ideas. Now the detective team has almost taken down Third Master and the others!"
How is this going?
Zhao Siming was a little confused. At this time, he heard his grandson staring at him and saying fiercely.
"He, he spent his whole day hunting geese and was pecked out of his eyes by the geese. Now, he got into your trap,"
Got the idea?
what did he say?
"Hey, you are still saying harsh words here. Master Jiu, think about yourself first. Come on, stop saying harsh words. Let's go, so as not to cause trouble to everyone."
While Zhang Wenjie was joking, several more police officers came in from outside. When Master Jiu was arrested, Zhang Wenjie said to Young Master Zhao.
"Mr. Zhao, I would also like to trouble you to come to the police station tomorrow. In addition to giving a confession, you will also get your money back, right?"
"Money what money?"
Young Master Zhao was a little confused and looked at the policeman. It was this guy who opened his mouth and asked him for 10,000 yuan in the police station.
Although the Zhao family has a big business and doesn't care about such a small amount of money, the feeling of being blackmailed is really uncomfortable.
"It's the money you gave me last time. I'll go to the bureau tomorrow to get the money back."
What?
what did he say?
Young Master Zhao is a little confused. There is still time to get back the money he gave away. How is this possible?
This chapter has been completed!