There is a small town called Tuoniu Town thirty-six miles south of Chang'an City. The town is not small and has a population of thousands. The reason for its prosperity is simply because of geographical conditions. From here to here to here, from here to here to go, most ordinary people walk on foot. When the remaining thirty miles, they will feel a little far away. It seems better to stay in the town for one night and then walk. What's more, the town has all kinds of inns and restaurants, and it also brings snacks from north to south, so it becomes more prosperous.

The town is well managed. Even His Majesty had heard of the name of the yamen here, so he was transferred to the Ministry of Revenue to do things soon. Although it was not considered a success, it was also a huge change in life.

Two years after arriving at the Ministry of Revenue, he was released from a minor official and became the county magistrate of the county magistrate of the Xiafangcheng County under Shuntian Prefecture.

After leaving Tuoniu Town, I came back two years ago. I was no longer the yamen officials of the town but the county magistrate. Daning has a seventh-rank official system, and at most, the yamen officials are considered ninth-rank. To put it bluntly, they are not included in the rank. If I had not had the two years of resume in the Ministry of Revenue, it would be easier to be promoted to the 7th-rank county magistrate.

Your Majesty loves talents. This person has achievements and a mind to govern the local area. He knows how to develop and is organized clearly. It is naturally much better to put it in the local area than to put it in the Ministry of Revenue as a slasher and pen official.

Shang Jiusui naturally didn't know so many things. He just thought that Tuniu Town looked really good. There was a street that was filled with various snacks from one end to the other, gathering the local characteristics of Daning from the south and the north. The scale of the town is now comparable to that of Fangcheng County. There were many pedestrians coming and going, and after walking for more than thirty miles, he was indeed a little hungry, so he simply found a small restaurant on this street to fill his stomach.

I saw a store with donkey meat burning not far away. My stomach was greedy and I hadn't eaten well for many years. This time I came out and my mood became much more open, so my appetite improved.

Putting the donkey cart in, just as he was about to enter the door, Shang Jiusui apologized for a little donkey pulling the cart, and patted the donkey's head: "I'm sorry for your clan, it's fine to pull the cart, I'll still come to eat..."

Suddenly, two people came from the side to stop him, one left and one right. The two people had smiles on their faces, but they were wary in their eyes.

"But Mr. Shang?"

One of them clasped his fists.

Shang Jiusui nodded: "I am, who are you?"

The man who was just talking laughed and said, "A nobleman wants to meet the sir. Please move to the Dongshan Restaurant over there. The nobleman has already prepared a banquet and just waited for the sir to arrive."

"Is it a noble man who wants to see me?"

Shang Jiusheng asked.

The man nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, yes, the noble man wants to see the sir."

Shang Jiusui said: "No matter what kind of noble person you are, since you want to see me, then of course he came to me and asked me to move over... Sorry, I'm not interested."

He stepped up the steps, and the other person reached out to stop him again: "Sir, don't miss the noble person's affairs."

"You really want to stop me?"

Shang Jiusui raised his eyelids slightly upwards.

The man subconsciously took a step back, probably thinking about what could such a thin person do. Taking a step back made him look at him losing face, so he came back and continued to stop him: "Sir, please don't make things difficult for us both because of what the noble man told me."

Shang Jiusui looked around and saw that there was a big willow tree not far away. It was bare in the middle of winter, and the magpies' nest on the big willow tree also looked bare.

"What do you think there?"

Shang Jiusui asked, and then stepped up the steps. The man reached out to grab Shang Jiusui's clothes. He suddenly turned around in a dizzy way. When he felt that he had stopped, he was stuck in the magpie's nest. He was shocked and thought about it. Then the pain came from his arms. When he looked again, his arms were broken by someone at some point. He became panic and fell from the tree. He couldn't move when he fell.

Another man who stopped Shang Jiu-year-old, turned pale: "Please think twice, this noble man can't afford to offend him."

"Um."

Shang Jiusui continued to step: "Do you want to go up too?"

The man subconsciously moved away from the crowd and dared not stop him.

Shang Jiu entered the store at the age of 90 and ordered three donkey meat, a bowl of Chaos and a plate of side dishes, and sat down and waited. Soon, the hot fire came on. It was said that the dragon meat in the sky and the donkey meat on the ground really increased the appetite. After taking a fire, he took a bite and took a bite. The unique aroma of donkey meat immediately spread between his lips and teeth. The golden and crispy fire barbecue was mixed with the aroma of donkey meat and swallowed it. It felt like you could taste it in your stomach.

This felt really good. Shang Jiusui was the first to burn after eating three bites. The footsteps outside the door became chaotic. Soon someone lifted the cotton curtain. A man wearing brocade clothes and a hat slowly stepped in, swept the people in the shop, and then sat opposite Shang Jiusui. When he took off the hat, Shang Jiusui realized that he didn't know this person. He was a middle-aged man in his forties. He looked charitable and had a erudite temperament.

"Hello Mr. Shang."

The man smiled and nodded.

"Okay, especially good."

Shang Jiusui picked up the second donkey meat firewood: "If you can disappear from me, I will be better."

"Sir, you know how to joke."

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "I know Mr. Shang is a cheerful person and a open-minded person, so I just said something."

He pointed backwards, and the people he brought started to clear the market. Those who were eating in the shop were invited out one by one. There was no violent behavior. Everyone gave five taels of silver with a smile. The diners who took the silver were naturally happy. Five taels of silver are not a small amount for ordinary people. Who would resist the wealth obtained for free?

The boss and his wife got ten taels of silver and were very happy, so they went to the distance outside the door as required and waited.

Four big men stood outside the door blocking the store door, and no one was allowed to approach.

There were only Shang Jiusui, the middle-aged man and his entourage in the store. Shang Jiusui didn't care, but he cared more about the donkey meat in his hand. The first one he ate very quickly, and the second one became chewed slowly as if he wanted to taste the donkey meat. The middle-aged man was not in a hurry, and waited for him to finish the second fire before he spoke: "Mr. Shang has worked hard all these years. In fact, the teacher did nothing wrong back then, but he was punished to think about his mistakes behind closed doors. It is enough to show that the teacher is a person who values ​​love and friendship. Since he values ​​friendship, then the old friend's entrusted him, he shouldn't have forgotten the entrusted by his old friend, right?"

Shang Jiusui picked up the third donkey meat and subconsciously looked at the counter. The shopkeeper's husband and wife were not in the house, so he was a little annoyed.

Not enough to eat.

Seeing that Shang Jiusui ignored him, the middle-aged man was not stupid and got up to make a pot of tea for himself. The tea leaves in this small shop are naturally not good, and they are often the cheapest tea crumbs. Northerners drink more jasmine tea, which is already a bit bitter. The tea crumbs have a strong taste and the bitter taste is even heavier.

The middle-aged man poured a cup of tea and took a sip. It seemed that it was his first time drinking this valuable tea so he frowned slightly.

"A old friend entrusted Mr. Shang to go south to see a man named Shen Xiaosong. Mr. Shang took action to seriously injured him, but this person was not dead, and the child Mr. Shang was not found. Speaking of which, even if Mr. Shang did not complete the entrusting of his old friend, I heard that Mr. Shang was saved by that old friend. Shortly after Mr. Shang's father died in northern Xinjiang, his mother died of depression. The people in the village were taken care of. The government also sent people to see your life from time to time, but fate was always so ruthless. A plague took the life of Mr. Shang's sister, so Mr. Shang became lonely."

Shang Jiusui paused for a moment and continued to concentrate on eating.

The middle-aged man looked at Shang Jiusui's reaction and felt that the first sip of such cheap tea crumbs was so bitter, but it was a slight sweetness, so he took another sip.

"Mr. Shang was later found by that old friend and brought him to Yunxiao City, the West Shu Road. In fact, the old friend was also trying to please the person she cared about. At that time, the relationship between the couple was fine, but later he was fucked by someone, and then there was a crack."

Shang Jiusui finished the third sesame cake and began to attack the bowl of chaos. A few oil stars floated in the bowl, like embellishments, making the seaweed and shrimp skin look much more beautiful.

When the middle-aged man saw that Shang Jiuxu was still not responding, he continued: "Maybe the old friend did not have his own child at that time, so he treated Mr. Shang as his own son. He always took care of Mr. Shang better than others. He had everything he had in mind. He should not have forgotten all these things, right?"

Shang Jiusui took a bite of Han Chao and felt a little salty, so he looked up at the counter again. No one was making a fire, and he became even more irritable.

"If Mr. Shang still remembers his old love, I would like to ask Mr. Shang for help if he has something."

The middle-aged man was silent for a while and continued, "It's not that he asked Mr. Shang to kill and set fire, nor to target anyone, but that he just wanted to ask Mr. Shang to stay and be a helper."

Shang Jiusui looked at the counter for the third time, thinking that if she did it herself, would it taste a little worse?

The middle-aged man followed Shang Jiusui's gaze and looked behind him. How could he guess that Shang Jiusui had looked at him three times just because he didn't eat enough.

"If Mr. Shang is willing to stay, I will agree no matter what conditions he proposes."

He looked at Shang Jiusheng's eyes and said seriously: "Although Mr. Shang's old friend is no longer alive, we who have also worked for her have always been grateful. We think that although the old friend has passed away, there are still many things that we need to support and support. If the teacher agrees, many people will follow Mr. Shang's lead in the future. With a word from the teacher, he can command half of the world."

"Half a river?"

Shang Jiusui finally spoke.

The middle-aged man was delighted and hurriedly said, "At least half of the world."

“Too small.”

Shang Jiusui shook her head: "No interest."

The middle-aged man frowned slightly: "Mr. Shang doesn't even think about his old friends' love at all? Mr. Yu said that was a life-saving grace."

"Um."

Shang Jiusui glanced at the middle-aged man: "Thank you for your reminder."

The middle-aged man said: "Now it is half a world, but in the future it may be..."

Before he finished speaking, Shang Jiusui waved his hand to stop him. Shang Jiusui looked at the middle-aged man's eyes and said seriously: "Can you make donkey meat firewood?"

The middle-aged man was stunned: "What does Mr. Shang mean?"

Shang Jiusui sighed slightly: "If you can't do it, then you may be dead."

The middle-aged man suddenly stood up, and the guards he brought to the store also came closer.

Shang Jiusui looked unsatisfied: "It's really delicious. Why do you disturb me from eating? It's a very unpleasant thing to not eat enough. I'm not happy, and no one can do it, so I think you should be fair to be unhappy."

The middle-aged man immediately took a step back: "Stop him."

Where can I stop it?

After half a cup of tea, there were more than a dozen people in the room, all of whom were knocked unconscious and piled up together. The middle-aged man stood behind the stove with half fear and half resentment. He looked at the flesh in front of him and didn't know how to start.

"If you can't do it well, you will die."

Shang Jiusui poured himself a cup of tea: "Do you know that it is very impolite to interrupt others to eat?"

The middle-aged man knew that something big happened today, so he had to bite the bullet and knead the dough, but where did he do it?

Shang Jiusui walked over and picked up one of his hands: "I'll teach you?"

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment. Before he could say anything, his hand was pressed on the stove by Shang Jiusui. The sizzling sound immediately came out, and a scent of blue smoke appeared.

The middle-aged man screamed in pain but couldn't break free. Shang Jiusui pressed it for a while and then let go of his hand, looking at the hand that was already dark in his palm.

"Please go back and tell the person who asked you to come. I haven't started killing for more than 20 years. Don't mess with me again. Do you know? Killing is addictive."

Shang Jiusui went out with her small package, raised her hand and touched the little donkey.

For some reason, the little donkey felt something was wrong with his eyes and was so scared that he took a step back.

Shang Jiusui smashes his mouth and gets in the car.

The little donkey seemed to breathe a long breath.

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Chapter completed!