Song Liyun said that she would not be afraid of drinking. Even if she moved a wine shop in Qili City, she would not worry about getting drunk. She could even drink these people to death.
It's just that these people's purpose is obviously not to drink.
"Step aside!"
Song Liyun slowly clenched her fist, and a silver light flashed in her palm. This was a restaurant, and she didn't want to cause trouble.
But don't be afraid of trouble. As long as you use your hands and feet a little, you can teach these people some lessons without knowing it.
Han Ming was being pulled by Min Gande. Seeing Song Liyun being humiliated, his eyes suddenly turned red and he roared angrily: "Ming Gande, I'm going to fuck your ancestors. You're coming at me with any grudges or grievances. How can you show your prestige with a woman?"
With a flick of his arm as he spoke, the drunken Ming Gande was thrown aside, and then he slapped the person who blocked Song Liyun away with two slaps to the left and right.
Han Ming was still upset and turned around to punch Ming Gande in the face who was about to stand up.
"Boom" Ming Gande couldn't dodge and was punched in the face by Han Ming. He screamed in pain and hit the wall with a muffled sound.
At this time, several people in the room had heard the sound and came out, surrounding Han Ming and Song Liyun.
Next to him, the self-righteous guy was already scared to death.
In exchange for the reward of twenty cents, he took it upon himself to replace the dishes that Song Liyun had ordered and baked and gave them to Fourth Master Min.
He just thought that these two country bumpkins could fool them with other dishes, but he didn't expect that they wouldn't agree.
Moreover, Fourth Master Min not only knew him, but he also went to get the female guest to drink. Now, well, they started fighting.
No matter how courageous the guy is, he doesn't want to have to live with his livelihood for the rest of his life.
If the shopkeeper found out that he was doing such nonsense, not only would he be kicked out of the restaurant, but his legs would definitely not be saved.
"Fourth Master, Fourth Master!" The waiter rushed over, knelt down and kowtowed to Ming Gande, "Fourth Master, calm down!
My boss is in the backyard today, and it would be bad if his old man finds out."
As soon as he heard that the owner of Tianxiang Tower was in the backyard, Min Qiande frowned and woke up from the wine: "Since the uncle is here, I won't disturb his peace. You owe Han Dasha this wine. You have to drink it next time." !”
He said this through gritted teeth.
He couldn't swallow it if he, the one who was beaten, took the initiative to find relief.
Anyone present who is not a fool will know that the next time the two of them meet, what will be served will definitely not be wine, but a knife.
Now that Ming Qiande dropped his harsh words and walked down the stairs, Song Liyun didn't want to cause any more trouble.
He hurriedly went downstairs to pay and left, not even waiting for the food he brought to Brother Song Zhenping.
After staying in the inn for one night, Song Liyun started shopping again when the shops in the market opened the next day.
This time she bought steamed buns, buns and snacks, as much as she could buy, and bought all the oil cakes and shortcakes and marijuana flowers that the stall had just put out.
Han Ming pulled the cart and followed, only to see Song Liyun carrying a big basket in and out of the shop stall.
Finally, the pallet truck's space was filled.
The things she bought were basic daily necessities. They looked heavy and numerous, but they were not really valuable.
After spending sixty taels, only half of the money from selling the carpet was used. Even the things that were quietly moved into the space were piled high. Song Liyun finally stopped.
Feeling the sweat on his forehead, Song Liyun handed a bag of steamed buns filled with soy sauce beef to Han Ming, and whispered: "First fill your stomach, and we will leave the city right now."
As he spoke, he glanced at someone pretending to buy something outside a store not far away.
It was already half noon, and there was a steady flow of people around. Song Liyun still noticed something strange, and he and Han Ming were being targeted.
Maybe it was the generosity of his shopping that attracted thieves, or maybe it was the revenge of Tianxianglou and that Ming Gande for the festival last night. Anyway, at this time, he was being followed by the two of them.
Han Ming also realized something was wrong. He even saw an acquaintance from before: "My boss, we have to be careful. Min Qiande must have bad intentions."
Song Liyun snorted, and when she returned to the inn last night, Han Ming told her about Min Qiande.
Min Qiande used to be a gambler in Suijin Town. After escaping the disaster, he left Suijin Town and went to Qili County.
Before this, he had come to Broken Gold Town several times to invite Han Ming to work with him.
I didn’t say what I was doing, but it can be seen from yesterday’s performance that I am not following the right path.
He also has a few younger brothers, so he should be doing well in the county.
Han Ming originally wanted to be the shopkeeper of his employer for the rest of his life, then marry a wife and have children, and live a normal life, but he arrived at Broken Gold Town by chance.
As a result, he encountered this unlucky thing again. He wanted to stay alone on the broken gold and wait for death. He didn't want to live a life of wandering and wandering, so he rejected Min Qiande.
As for stealing things from the Song family with Jin Sanzhong, they really had no food to eat.
Knowing that someone was watching, Song Liyun finally bought a basket of candies and snacks before leaving the city with Han Ming.
At the gate of the city, they ran into trouble again with a large cart of goods. Because there were too many things, the guard guarding the gate suspected that they were traders.
Fortunately, I checked them all and found that in addition to grain, cloth and cotton goods, there were also oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, tea, snacks and snacks, and children's toys. There were all kinds of things, and it didn't look like they were doing business.
However, after "confiscating" two jars of wine, Song Liyun was still allowed to pay a hundred yuan in back taxes.
Song Liyun finally got away, and after walking all the way, he couldn't help complaining: "No wonder Boss Mu is willing to stay in Ruijin Town to resell some second-hand goods, instead of going to Qili County to do business. He went in and out of the city twice, and was picked up. A layer of skin."
Speaking of this, she remembered the way in which Wanchun Leather Goods Store sells illegal goods.
The imperial merchants could still monopolize the market without paying anything, so they might really want to go into business in the future.
Han Ming's wine was drunk by the two guards. At this time, he was so angry that he didn't want to say anything. He just pulled the cart and ran away: "Master, let's go back quickly."
The northwest is vast and sparsely populated. There is not even a big village on the thirty-odd-mile road from Qili County to Suijin Town. If something happens on the road, I'm afraid I won't even find a body.
Song Liyun put his hand on the carriage to help push the cart, and said with a faint smile: "What are you afraid of? If you don't take the road to heaven, there will be no way to enter hell..."
Han Ming tightened his hand on pulling the cart, and after a moment he said cautiously and aggrievedly: "My boss, I already know my mistake!"
Song Liyun was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter: "I made a mistake, I didn't mean you!"
She also said this when she teased Han Ming and Jin Sanchong that day, but Han Ming remembered it in his heart. At this time, she also misunderstood that she was talking about stealing things.
Hearing Song Liyun's apology, Han Ming also laughed. Although his boss was a woman, it was very easy to get along with him.
He was willing to follow Song Liyun because his boss liked to eat it the most.
I just ate grilled lamb chops last night, and white steamed buns this morning, and I still had meatloaf in my arms.
The road was silent except for the two people talking and laughing, and the sound of wheels rolling over gravel could be heard in the distance.
In a forest beside the road, Ming Qiande was hiding in a shelter from the wind with four people.
Even so, he was still flinched by the cold wind.
Ming Gande stamped his feet impatiently to keep warm: "My lord, did this man die in the city and never come out?"