Zhao Ning rarely talks so much, but today due to the snowy scenery, she found that she seemed to talk more.
Zai Chun gave her a pitiful look, pointed at the white fungus soup, and said, "Miss, remember to drink it while it's hot."
"Okay." Zhao Ning nodded.
"Then I'll go down and practice calligraphy."
"Go ahead."
Zaichun turned around and breathed lightly into her bangs. She really didn't like practicing calligraphy.
Manager Chu sent away the shocked Mr. Wei and came back to sort out the account books. The shop was deserted with almost no one around. Manager Chu was very happy and planned to quickly finish the accounts at hand, then go to the backyard to heat up a pot of rice wine and enjoy it.
Snow.
There was almost no one in the whole street, and the sky was getting darker and darker, and it was almost as dark as night.
Manager Chu put the account books in order and went to the backyard to send a boy to make hot wine. He then ordered a wicker chair covered with soft carpets to be brought to the backyard, and he lay down on it leisurely.
The wind and snow became more and more violent and howling. Zaichun yawned and looked at the large pile of paper at hand, so sleepy that tears came out.
She still likes Zhao Ning very much. Since she followed Zhao Ning, she has eaten well and dressed well. She is no longer a little girl in the backyard that anyone can order around. Even because she is with Zhao Ning, everyone wants to take pictures.
She flattered him so that she could get close to Zhao Ning, and those flattering words greatly satisfied her vanity.
But sometimes she hates Zhao Ning very much. First, she is afraid of the small cut on her lip. Although she doesn't see it often, she feels scary every time she sees it. Second, Zhao Ning's temperament is too weird, and sometimes he is very nice.
Sometimes she is unkind and cold as ice. Thirdly, Zhao Ning always asks her to practice calligraphy and reading.
Are they short of a cashier? Are they short of a clerk?
Not at all.
Then why should she practice calligraphy? Zaichun thought about it for a long time and felt that it must be because Zhao Ning wanted to take her out so that she, a little maid, would not be embarrassed.
But it was so boring and she felt particularly sleepy.
Yawning again, Zaichun got up and wanted to go downstairs to get some snacks.
Coming out of the room is a long and wide corridor, with open corridors at the front and back. The wind pours in, making it extremely cold.
Because it was too dark, the store clerk came early and hung up lanterns to provide lighting.
Zai Chun rubbed her sore neck and walked towards the stairs. She seemed to catch something in the corner of her eye and looked back.
A man was climbing up from the railing in the distance, and his eyes met hers.
Two people, you look at me and I look at you.
Immediately, two more men came up from him, and at first glance they were both tall and tough men.
Zaichun finally came to his senses and took a step back in fear: "Someone is coming! Someone broke in!!"
The man who came up first frowned irritably, secretly saying that she was doing something bad, and took out the dagger in his sleeve and ran over.
Zai Chun hurriedly turned back and ran towards her room. The wind and snow filled her throat, making her feel dry and uncomfortable. Her hands and feet were so weak and panicked that she could hardly run.
The door next door was opened, and Zhao Ning strode out in a gray robe: "What's the matter?"
"Bad, bad guy!" Zai Chun cried, reaching out to pull Zhao Ning while running.
The sound of metal being unsheathed followed behind him, and Zai Chun's hair stood on end, as if it was touching his back.
Then the dagger stabbed suddenly, Zai Chun screamed as he felt something, but was pulled hard by Zhao Ning, causing him to stumble forward.
Zai Chun screamed, his heart almost jumped out of his throat when he saw the sharp and shining blade.
The man stabbed her again, her mind went blank, she pushed Zhao Ning out violently, turned around and ran into Zhao Ning's room, closing the door, trembling.
The dagger pierced Zhao Ning's lower abdomen. The man wanted to pull it out, but Zhao Ning grabbed his wrist tightly. At the same time, two fingers of Zhao Ning's other hand bent into claws and poked the man's eyes.
There was no poke in the chaos, but he still scratched two bloody marks on the opponent.
The man wanted to kick her, but his hair was suddenly grabbed and pulled back. Then a big hand grabbed his neck and pressed him against the door with a "snap".
The force was so strong that it almost broke the door.
Pang Yi looked at him fiercely, with a ferocious look on his face, and gathered strength in his hand little by little.
"Zhao Ning?" A girl's voice sounded from behind, and she ran past them quickly.
"Why is it you!" Xia Zhaoyi said in shock, helping Zhao Ning up.
The dagger was still inserted into Zhao Ning's lower abdomen, and a large amount of blood gushed out. She held her lower abdomen with one hand and Xia Zhaoyi's hand with the other: "Ah, Ah Li..."
"It's okay!" Xia Zhaoyi said, "Don't move around yet, Zhi Changle! Come over and help!"
Zhi Changle was holding a knife and touched a man twice. Hearing the words, he ran over and said, "Here he comes!"
The thugs and guys at the bottom of the stairs ran up with weapons. They were all frightened when they saw this scene: "Big lady!"
Zhi Changle carefully picked up Zhao Ning at Xia Zhaoyi's prompt. Xia Zhaoyi saw the men coming up and ran over: "Hot water, clean water, gauze, silver needles, hemostatic medicine, trauma medicine, go quickly!"
Manager Chu looked at her blankly and nodded hurriedly: "Okay, okay, I'll go right away!"
Zai Chun collapsed on the ground with tears all over her face. She was frightened when she saw Zhao Ning being carried in by Zhi Changle and the large pool of blood at the door.
The things were delivered quickly. Xia Zhaoyi closed the window sash, washed her hands in the water, and asked Zhi Changle to leave first.
After Zai Chun recovered, he got up and followed Zhi Changle out of the room crying, closing the door.
The three men outside the door turned into three corpses. Two were dead and one was injured, but the injured killed himself as quickly as possible.
Manager Chu asked Zai Chun what happened. Zai Chun shook his head and didn't say a word, just kept crying.
"I'm so scared," Zhi Changle looked at her pitifully, "This girl's family really can't stand it when something like this happens."
At this time, another waiter came up from downstairs: "Manager Chu!"
"What's the matter?" Manager Chu turned around.
“Another person came downstairs,” the waiter said. “There were still two groups. One was Song Langjiang from the Ministry of Industry, and the other said he was here to discuss business. Our boss had taken a fancy to their shop before, but they didn’t sell it.
Now that I have changed my mind, let’s talk about it.”
"That's nonsense!" Manager Chu said, "No!"
"What about General Song?"
Yes, Manager Chu remembered that the eldest lady had mentioned that Mr. Song would be an old friend of hers whom she wanted to meet.
"Mr. Song will stay," Manager Chu said. After thinking about it, he added, "That's all, I'll go down and entertain you."
Song Qingtang stood in the open shop downstairs, looking around at the porcelain.
Although he is now a warrior who likes to talk with his fists, he has grown up in fine clothes and fine food since he was a child. He has a very sharp eye for these porcelains, and he can identify at a glance which ones are of the highest quality and which ones are of the highest quality.
As for the other grades, not to mention low-quality products, even mid-quality products have not been seen. It seems that Zhao Ning is very selective in his business.
