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Chapter 2367 The Little Thief of Jinling

 Mei'er got the money bag back, and the hall master Yinrou told her to forget it and not to cause trouble.

After a brief period of chaos, Pharmacy Street quickly returned to order.

Yinrou took Meier to purchase a lot of rare medicinal materials on the Medicine Store Street. After loading them on the carriage, they transported them all to the Lanzhitang branch in the south gate.

The war in the south was very fierce. The Dragon Gang used the entire Central Plains as its rear and used the accumulated wealth to continuously purchase war preparation materials and send them to Rhinoceros City ahead.

The yard at the helm was packed to the brim, Yinrou was standing upstairs, and Meier was holding a ledger, counting each item one by one.

"Three Realgar Cars!"

Meier shouted from the second floor.

Next to the carriage below, a man shouted loudly: "Three carriages of realgar!"

Meier shouted again: "Ten carts of brimstone!"

Another man below responded: "Ten carts of brimstone!"

After counting the supplies one by one, Yinrou ordered the train to set off early tomorrow morning.

"Master, I will escort the car tomorrow."

Meier put away the account book, and Yinrou saw that Meier's face looked a little bad, so she said: "You don't look good, let Coral escort the car."

Meier felt a little dizzy and said, "Okay then."

Yinrou said: "You should go and rest quickly."

Meier put away the ledger and returned to her room.

The dizziness became more and more intense, and Meier muttered: "What's going on?"

After taking off her shoes and taking a sip of water, Meier covered her head with the quilt and fell asleep.

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Huayi Lane in the west of Jinling City.

This is where the poor people of Jinling City live. The houses are low and narrow.

It's not colder here than in the north, but because it's close to the river, the winter is wet and cold, and the cold feeling penetrates into the bones.

A man of seventeen or eighteen years old, with a medium build and many acne marks on his face, walked into Huayi Lane and stopped in front of a dilapidated house.

Gently pushing the door open, a hoarse voice came from inside.

"Is Pu'er back?"

"Mom, I'm back.
"

The man's name is Zhao Pu, and he is the guy who just stole Mei'er's purse on Drug Store Street.

He was a waiter in an inn. Because his mother was ill and needed money to buy medicine, he stole some money from the inn.

When the shopkeeper found out, he beat Zhao Pu and drove him out.

My mother's illness cannot be without medicine, and Zhao Pu couldn't find anything to do, so he had to steal money in crowded places.

"Mom, are you feeling better?"

The house was low and dark, and Zhao Pu lit an oil lamp.

Under the dim light, an old face with messy white hair, cloudy eyes, and wrinkles was reflected. He was covered with a shabby quilt, and he didn't know whether it was warm or not.

There is a four-legged table next to the bed. The table top is dirty, two bowls are stacked together, and there is medicine foam left in one bowl.

"My stomach still hurts, but it's not getting better."

"You came back so early today, didn't your boss tell you?"

This old woman is Zhao Pu's mother, Zhao Li, and she still doesn't know about Zhao Pu's dismissal.

Every day, Zhao Pu went out early and came back late, pretending to be still working in the inn, hiding the truth from his old mother.

"There aren't many customers today, so I'll be back first."

"I grabbed some medicine and boiled it for my mother."

Zhao Pu walked to the back, and a little daylight leaked from a small hole above his head, illuminating the small space.

A dilapidated clay oven, with several loops of rattan on the outside, barely able to unravel.

He picked up a gourd and ladle, scooped water from a clay vat into an old medicine jar, put a pack of medicinal materials in it, grabbed some firewood and lit the stove, and Zhao Pu squatted on the ground and slowly fanned himself to cook the medicine.

The smoke from the fire had a slight woody aroma, and Zhao Pu stared at the medicine jar in trance.

His stomach growled, and Zhao Pu remembered that he hadn't eaten anything for a day.

Along with the feeling of hunger, there was also a feeling of stomach pain.

Pulling up his clothes, he saw a black and blue footprint on his belly, which was left by Meier.

"My little girl is so strong."

Zhao Pu put down his clothes and ignored the injury on his belly. ??

That's how people are, if they have money, they can get medical treatment, but if they don't, they'll have to carry it out.

Money is not everything, but it can buy life.

Leaning against the wooden wall, Zhao Pu looked at the roof, through the broken roof, at the sky outside in trance.

Other people's lives are rich and noble, but your own life is like an insect.

On the way back, I heard Mr. Shu telling the story of King Wu of Zhou Dynasty. He went from being a little eunuch to commanding the army of the world. It was such a legendary experience.

How about going to the capital of the Zhou Dynasty and becoming a eunuch? Even if you don't get rich, you can at least have enough to eat and support your old mother.

The scent of the medicine entered his nose, and Zhao Pu came to his senses and realized that the medicine had been cooked.

Carefully wrap the handle of the medicine jar with clothes, slowly pour out the medicine, and fill most of the bowl.

Putting down the medicine jar, she carefully picked up the bowl and returned to the room. Mrs. Zhao Li leaned on the bedside.

"Mother, the medicine is ready."

Zhao Pu sat on the edge of the bed and slowly fed the old mother with a spoon.

The medicine was very bitter. After Zhao Li drank it, Zhao Pu immediately poured a bowl of cold water and rinsed his mouth.

"Mom is hungry."

After drinking the medicine, Zhao Li felt hungry.

"Mom, wait at home, I'll go find some food."

Zhao Pu put down the bowl and gently blew out the oil lamp.

When we came out of the house, it was still bright outside.

Looking up at the sky, Zhao Pu felt a little dazzling.

After scratching his neck, Zhao Pu felt that his neck was a little burning.

"My little lady's hands are really poisonous."

Mei'er pinched his neck and almost crushed his throat bone. Zhao Pu felt a little scared when he thought about it.

In the future, you can't be reckless when stealing money, you must find someone who is weak.

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br> But Meier and that woman looked clearly very weak.

Thinking as he walked, Zhao Pu came to the main street, where there was an endless stream of people and cars.

"Hurry and find something to eat, I'm going to faint from hunger."

Zhao Pu felt so dizzy and his legs were weak.

puff.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Zhao Pu fell to the ground, his skin oozing blood.

When passers-by saw it, they were so frightened that they screamed: "It's dead, it's dead!"

Pedestrians and business travelers avoided him one after another, and Zhao Pu soon turned into a pool of blood, soaking through his clothes.

"Reporter, report official quickly!"

Officials soon arrived and dispersed the onlookers.

"Captain Liu, what's going on? This death scene is so scary."

A policeman opened Zhao Pu's clothes and found that they were soaked in black blood.

"Don't touch it! Who knows what poison it is!"

The policeman was so frightened that he hurriedly wiped his hands and said with a smile: "No way, I just touched it."

Liu Captou stood up and asked the people around him: "Who knows this person?"

A man said: "His name is Zhao Pu. He lives in Huayi Lane. His hands and feet are usually unclean. He may have been poisoned to death."

When Capt. Liu heard that he was a thief, he didn't care much.

Capt. Liu ordered: "Shovel the corpse, throw it into the river, don't touch it, rinse it with strong liquor and rinse it clean!"

This Capt. Liu has some experience and knows how to rinse with strong alcohol to prevent the infection of unclean things.

The police will do it immediately.

After ordering his men to clean up the scene, Capt. Liu took his people back.

Jinling City is so big and there are so many cases. If a thief dies, it is like trampling an ant to death. As long as the roads are not dirty, everything is easy.

Li Xiannan happened to be passing by on horseback and asked. The general behind him asked and said that a thief had been poisoned to death.

Li Xiannan ignored it and rode back to the left-behind residence.


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