The inspector surnamed Bai looked at Li Po cautiously, a little suspiciously.
Li Po didn't look very good. His hair was disheveled and his robe was too big. It dragged on the floor. His feet made a sound when he walked. His boots were too big.
As for him, he was too young. Even if he was clean, his dark face still showed roughness, which was exactly the standard appearance of the lowest class people in Mayi.
People in the market have poisonous eyes. One look at Li Po's appearance, and you will know that he is not a big shot, and he will definitely endure hardships and hardships.
Therefore, he actually did not think that the half-grown boy who came up to talk to him was the new owner of this big house.
The people in the room were a group of refugees, and he was extremely convinced.
But how can I put it, too many things happened in the market at the end of this year.
First, a refugee camp was built next to the human market.
The refugee camp built next to the human market is like building a chicken pen next to a dog kennel.
He didn't know what the county magistrate was thinking, but it was an indisputable fact that more and more refugees were selling themselves in the market.
There were many things like smuggling and abduction, but they were not easy to control, which made it difficult for both of them to patrol the city. So they simply kept silent at the refugee camp, and the people in the market acquiesced.
What happened next was actually a matter of course for him, who has been in the city all year round.
Zhang Dalang, who used to live in this big house, had made friends with many people and had considerable influence in the city. He was the one who engaged in the homeless business the most.
No, retribution has come. One house, seventeen lives, all went to see the King of Hell in a daze, and in the end, even the house was occupied by refugees. What is this if not retribution?
Thinking of the murder that happened not long ago, Bai Xunshi's heart trembled, and the other thoughts that had just arisen disappeared in an instant.
What surprised him even more was that the young boy in nondescript clothes across from him just casually held his hand in his hand and said, "Young man is the master of this place, but...hehe, it's just a temporary stay. You are..."
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As soon as he heard that he was the official in charge of the market, the smile on Li Po's face became even bigger, and he immediately let the people in.
Bai Xunshi hesitated for a moment and did not move, "Just stand here and talk..."
"How good is this... It's a cold day, the room is warm, please come in quickly."
The enthusiastic attitude, but there was some toughness that could not be rejected, and he got the reluctant Bai Xunshi into the house with a lot of pull and give.
The men behind wanted to follow, but Li Po stepped aside and asked with a smile, "Who are you?"
Of course they are not people, they are just emboldened idlers recruited from Baixun City. Most of them are making a living in the human market, and they also want to know what is going on in this big house.
Bai Xunshi thinks a lot and is easy to talk to, but these idle guys don't care about that. No matter who wants to gain a foothold in Renshi, they have to explore.
One of the men in front of him glared and said angrily: "What is Grandpa's name? You can ask me?"
As he spoke, he reached out to push Li Po.
Li Po's belly was round and he moved lazily. He gently moved the opponent's palm and made a fist with his backhand. It looked light and airy, but the force was not too strong.
The man only felt a creak on his chin, and his whole head immediately roared.
As we all know, the front part of the mandible is extremely fragile. Being hit here does not require much force to cause a person to faint. Therefore, later boxers would deliberately protect the mandible when they went on stage to fight.
How can idle people understand this kind of human mechanics knowledge?
This person immediately felt dizzy, and his strong body was also shaky.
Li Po held him up and said, "Look, look, let's just say this room is a bit evil. There are some things that I like most about you people who are not too strong in yang but are not small at the same time."
While scaring people, he helped people inside.
The people behind had no idea what was going on. There were rumors going around and they were a little nervous when they entered this room, but now they were stunned by Li Po.
The one behind him grabbed the man's waist and dragged him out, shouting: "We're not going in, we're not going in."
A group of men scurried away, which was very inconsistent with the folk customs of Mayi.
Li Po clanged, closed the door, curled his lips, superstitious, that's a bad thing.
Once the door is closed, it is a pure world again.
Li Po tightened his robe. The robe was too big and a lot of wind had gotten in, making him a little cold.
But Bai Xunshi also shuddered. The sound of the door closing was startling. He also heard what Li Po said, and suddenly felt a chill in his heart. Then he looked at the people around him. Pairs of big and small eyes were staring at him, as if they were watching him.
Thinking about what to say, he just wanted to turn around and run away...
Li Po didn't give him this chance and waved his hand, "When you're full, go back to the house. Li Er, go bring a bowl of treasure soup over for me to cool off the cold."
To the minor officials in the market, Li Po was not as polite as he was to Yuchi, Liu Wu, and Zhang Er.
Because he felt that in order to gain a foothold here and intimidate the young people, he had to make them forget his identity as a refugee. Others could not count on him, so he had to rely on himself.
Almost in the blink of an eye, there was no one left in the room, and everyone else quickly went back to their rooms.
The big table in the middle of the hall has been dismantled, but fortunately, there are still a few chairs left.
After letting the weak-minded Bai Xunshi sit down on a chair, Li Chun quickly brought a bowl of so-called treasure soup and a steaming bowl of haggis.
After all the trouble just now, the master is like the master, and the guest must also be the guest.
As a hospitable host, he naturally needs to be more enthusiastic. Li Po advised, "Don't worry, we don't deal in human flesh. The food made with the secret recipe at home is the most nourishing."
"This is the first pot. It is fresh, but it lacks a lot of flavor. It will be different when we have the old soup as the soup base. Come and try it. At my age, I must be well-informed and give it a try."
Let’s make a comment.”
The old man called out and said ordinary words, sounding like a cook, and Bai Xunshi gradually calmed down.
The gloomy atmosphere in this room gradually dissipated a lot in his feeling.
After being frightened and freezing outside for a long time, he actually felt a little hungry.
He looked at the bowl of food in his hand, sniffed his nose, and then looked at the red and white stuff inside. He really couldn't identify what it was made of.