Ye Zigao got up early. After breakfast, he placed pens, ink, paper and inkstones at the door and got ready to work.
It’s not too late to get rich and have trouble, I’ll stand on the street early,
However, the folks in town got up late, and the guests hadn't come downstairs yet.
But the old beggar came closer and asked, "What are you going to do?"
"Make a painting!" Ye Zigao asked the old beggar if he wanted one. "When you die, you can hang it up for future generations to admire."
"Bah, bah, you just died." The old beggar spat and returned to his original place.
Yu Sheng stood by and pointed out to him, "How can anyone talk like this if he knows how to do business?"
"That's right," said the old beggar.
Yu Sheng continued: "He looks like someone with descendants?"
"Just..." the old beggar stopped mid-sentence, "Shopkeeper Yu, your uncle!"
"The most important thing is that he doesn't look like a rich person." Yu Sheng said, placing the dog in front of Ye Zigao, "Give us Gouzi one."
"Dogzi?" Ye Zigao and Fu Nan were stunned.
Ye Zigao glanced sideways at Yu Sheng: "Shopkeeper, this is our common business, you don't have to bury me like this, right?"
"That's right," Fu Nan also said, "This place hasn't even opened yet. If we paint something ugly first, wouldn't we destroy the signboard?"
Yu Sheng also had his own reasons, "I want you to practice your skills first, and then I'll pay."
"Pay, you told me earlier." Ye Zigao stood up straight and asked Fu Nan to quickly hold the dog on the bench. He was about to paint.
Before starting the painting, Yu Sheng reminded him: "It must be realistic."
"Writing poetry?" Ye Zigao frowned.
This is making things difficult for him.
How could he write poetry? Even if he knew a few limericks, he would still be defeated by Gouzi's prosperous appearance.
He set his sights on wealth and hardship.
Fu Nan frowned, walked a few steps and said slowly: "The bench is long, the bench is wide, the dog is sitting on the bench, but the bench won't let the dog..."
"Stop!" Yu Sheng said, "Are you talking about tongue twisters?"
"What I mean is that you must draw the dog according to its appearance. It must be lifelike and don't distort the drawing." Yu Sheng said.
It turns out to be this.
Ye Zigao waved his hand and said, "Shopkeeper, don't worry about my painting skills. Besides, the dog is already so ugly, I can't paint anything uglier."
"Woof", the dog barked, Qiongqi let out a "wow", and the small mouth instantly turned into a bloody mouth, swallowing the leaf-high head.
It's not that Qiongqi wants to eat leaves, it's just a new trick that Qiongqi and Gouzi have learned to scare people.
"Bah, bah, how many days has it been since Qiongqi brushed his teeth and rinsed his mouth?" Ye Zi said in a low voice, then changed his words, "The dog is the most handsome."
Qiongqi then put the leaves high.
I was enjoying myself for the rest of my life, and waited until Ye Zi grew taller before saying, "I'm not afraid that you'll make the painting ugly. On the contrary, I'm afraid that you'll make the dog look good."
He planned to hang the portraits of Gouzi in various inns, "The ugly look of Gouzi not only wards off evil spirits, but is also a symbol."
Ye Zigao and Fu Nan looked sideways at Gouzi, who lowered his head as if he hadn't heard anything.
"Bah, you bully the weak and fear the strong." They looked at Gouzi with contempt, and Ye Zigao began to paint.
Yu Sheng returned to the inn and saw the black girl coming down the wooden ladder.
She looked at Ye Zigao and Fu Nan outside the door, "What are they doing?"
"Paint and sell for money", Yu Sheng's words are concise and concise.
He told Hu's mother to stay away and ask him to hitch the ox cart later, and wait for him to come back to collect cassia berries.
"What are you going to do now?" Hu Muyuan asked.
"San Mao bought an inn, I'll go take a look." Yu Sheng said and went into the back kitchen through a door called Shiling.
As soon as he entered the back kitchen, it was dark and smelly, almost making him vomit.
Before Yu Sheng could get used to it, two knives flashed silver through his mouth and struck him in the face.
Yu Sheng turned sideways to avoid the light of the sword. At the same time, he stretched out his right foot and kicked it out without looking. As long as there was a male, he would definitely hit it.
"Ouch", as Yu Sheng expected, there was indeed a hero among the people who took action.
"Man, what's wrong with you?" Another woman asked her companion nervously while slashing at Yu Sheng.
The man didn't answer, he just covered his crotch and kept moaning.
Yu Sheng dodged the woman's knife and hid aside. He thought proudly that this move was really good and he was invincible in a fight in the dark.
The woman no longer chased Yu Sheng, but supported the man who fell on the ground, "Man, where are you injured? Is it serious?"
The man endured the pain and lifted the woman up: "It doesn't matter for now, this kid is too, too cruel. Give me the knife and I will chop him!"
Yu Sheng kicked off his shoes and made a "whoosh" sound. As the man struggled to get up, he accurately hit the target.
"Ouch", the man directly covered his crotch this time and knelt down.
"Who are you?!" the man asked in horror.
"Who are you?" Yu Sheng's eyes adjusted and he was looking at the cook, "What are you doing in my inn?"
This kitchen is really big, almost comparable to the kitchen at Xunweizhai.
It's just a lot darker, and I don't clean it frequently. There is greasy dust everywhere, and the spiders on the cobweb are so big that they are about to become sperms.
"Uh, uh...", someone beside him muttered. Yu Sheng lowered his head and saw that Sanmao was tied to the chopping board and his body was stripped naked.
"You are a ghost, why are you acting so much like Zuo? What's going on?" he asked.
Sanmao's figure flashed, turned into a ghost, and broke away from his restraints. Just as he was about to speak, Yu Sheng kicked his foot out of thin air.
"Pah", the other shoe was also hit between the man's legs. This time he couldn't moan, and big beads of sweat fell down.
The woman also felt that the rest of her life was unusual.
"You, you..." She looked at Yu Sheng with wide eyes, and then at the man who was clutching his crotch and about to die from the pain, "You are a desperate young man!"
Yu Sheng was stunned, "You, you also know this name?"
"Who doesn't know that there is a young hero from Yangzhou who specializes in beating people up?" The woman raised the knife and stared at Yu Sheng, "But I want to see what you can do to me!"
She is not afraid of being homeless for the rest of her life.
"No," Yu Sheng didn't even look at the woman, and turned to ask Sanmao, "What kind of land is this, and how did my name get passed down to me? All the young heroes from the poor family have come here, and those..."
The woman moved and struck at Yu Sheng with her knife.
Without looking, Yu Sheng grabbed the liquid from the basin on the table and threw it at the woman.
The woman couldn't avoid it and was doused in front of her. When she was about to make another move, she found that she couldn't move.
She looked down and saw that the blood turned into thin but strong ice, freezing her in place.
"Hanshan City, there is the owner of the Demonic Inn, the leader of the Eastern Wasteland, the Young Master of Siming, the inheritor of the God Killer, but the name of the Yangzhou City Lord has not been passed down?" Yu Sheng said unhappily, "It's a good thing that you can't go out.
Bad things spread thousands of miles."
The woman's eyes widened in fear, and the man who was lying on his stomach did not dare to move.
"I didn't know what the boundaries were, so I walked north from Houtang Village day and night for two days," Sanmao said.
He finally found a road, and then walked north along the road for about a day before he came across this inn beside the road, with no village in front and no store behind.
"I thought this inn was good, so I thought I'd buy it. They happily agreed, took my money, and then..."
Sanmao pointed to the desk, "They tied me here. Only then did I know that these two grandsons are selling human meat buns."
However, before they started to kill Sanmao, the two men were very curious about a door that appeared out of thin air and went through it with knives.
Just as he was looking at this carefully, Yu Sheng walked in, and everything happened after that.
"Gangqing runs a shady shop, no wonder the kitchen is so shady." Yu Sheng said, suddenly feeling something was wrong.
Just now you were unaware of it, but now you look around, you see human skin hanging on the wall, bones scattered in the corners, and minced meat and bloody bones on the chopping board.
He glanced at the basket next to him. It was full of stumps and heads. He regretted it for the rest of his life. He held his stomach and ran out of the door just a short distance away to vomit.