"Go quickly!" The old beggar banged the pot, making the two men tremble in fright.
The two of them could only put the bowl down and obediently came to the garbage dump. Yu Sheng even helped them find tools.
"From now on, you two will clean these things in the fish market, and someone will come to pay you later."
For the rest of my life, I will not be stingy with copper coins.
For the rest of his life, copper coins are precious, and his aunt is even more talented. It is his unshirkable responsibility to restore face for Aunt Qing.
He turned back to the old beggar and said: "Xunweizhai will be recruiting people tomorrow. I will recruit as many beggars as there are. I don't care about the old, weak, sick or disabled."
He stared at the old beggar, "But if there are beggars again in the future, it will be no one else's fault."
With the development of trade routes and the expansion of inns, there are plenty of places for Yu Sheng to employ people, and what he is least afraid of is the large number of people.
For example, the cultivation of vegetable gardens, the development of roads, the raising of poultry, etc.
Even after the inn is built, there will be more places for people to use it.
After humiliating the old beggar, Yu Sheng turned around and left proudly, while his aunt was still waiting for him to come home and cook.
But as soon as he turned to the avenue where the City Lord's Mansion was located, Yu Sheng stopped in his tracks when he yelled through gritted teeth, "Yu Sheng!"
He smiled dryly and turned around, seeing Zhou Jiufeng staring angrily at Yu Sheng like a cow that had been beaten with red cloth.
"Hey, Sister Feng, what kind of wind has brought you here?" Yu Sheng pretended to be confused and saw that she was alone.
"Pillow wind." Zhou Jiufeng rushed toward Yu Sheng like an out-of-control truck.
"If you have something to say, say it well." Yu Sheng took a cautious step back.
"Speaking of your mother..." Zhou Jiufeng braked in time, "There is no doubt that she is very beautiful, but what you did is not authentic."
"I have nothing to say to you unless you ask the city lord to take back his life." Zhou Jiufeng stared at him.
"This is a bit difficult." Yu Sheng said.
My aunt values the majesty of the city lord most, and will never change her order from one day to the next just because of a few words for the rest of her life.
Besides, it's not even night yet.
"It was only five days. It passed in a flash. It's not like the time is uncertain." Yu Sheng comforted her kindly, as if he was not the culprit.
"Go away, I'll fight for you!" Zhou Jiufeng rolled up his sleeves and wanted to sumo with Yu Sheng.
Zhou Jiufeng's angry expression did not change, "It's no use calling me a beast, I..."
"Chu Sheng!" Yu Sheng shouted.
"Pfft" Zhou Jiufeng finally couldn't help laughing "haha", making passers-by look at her in confusion.
"I'll tell you, haha." Zhou Jiufeng held back, "This, this can't be fooled, you must give me an explanation."
"Chu Sheng." Yu Sheng shouted again, making Zhou Jiufeng laugh so hard that he couldn't stand upright.
"I'm going back to cook for my aunt." Yu Sheng waved his hand and walked around Zhou Jiufeng towards the city lord's palace.
It's too easy to fool Zhou Jiufeng.
Entering the city lord's mansion, Yu Sheng ordered the guards as a master, "Don't let Zhou Jiufeng come in."
The guard didn't know whether to agree or not. He had already spent the rest of his life in the Xiaoqiang.
He first went to the back kitchen and asked the cook to get a piece of bacon, while he peeled off the winter bamboo shoots sent to the back kitchen.
After cleaning it up and just cutting it into hob pieces, my little aunt hurriedly walked in, with uncontrollable joy on her face.
"Have you met the old beggar?" Aunt Qing said happily.
"Of course, I have restored face for my little aunt." Yu Sheng said proudly, boiling a pot of water.
"Why are you spending money carelessly to save face?" Aunt Qing said what she meant and maintained the majesty of the city lord in front of the cook.
However, the cook quickly recognized the situation and went out, and for a while there were only two people left in the kitchen.
Yu Sheng put down the knife, "Should I be rewarded?"
The little aunt glanced around, and when she saw no one, she quickly kissed Yu Sheng, and then quickly changed the subject, "Why is Miao Shiren looking for a beggar?"
"Let the Beggar Clan find out the news." Yu Sheng said.
"Beggars' Gang?" As a city lord, Aunt Qing really didn't know that the Beggars' Gang existed and was active in various cities.
But it's no wonder that the Beggar Clan is mixed with the lower class, and it's normal for Aunt Qing, who was promoted by King Donghuang to become the city lord, not to know.
Speaking of the beggar gang, Yu Sheng said happily: "By the way, not only was the money robbed from the bank, but a cornucopia was also robbed."
"Treasure pot!" my aunt's voice suddenly rose in pitch.
"Yes, a cornucopia." Yu Sheng said excitedly, "But what kind of treasure is a cornucopia?"
The recovered little aunt Bai Yusheng glanced at her, "I don't know about the cornucopia, so why are you happy?"
"The name sounds right. Is it a magic weapon to steal other people's treasures?" Yu Sheng looked at his little aunt expectantly.
If it's really like the Taishang Laojun's cow nose ring in Journey to the West, then give it away if you get it.
For the rest of my life, I thought I could make money by organizing a magic weapon exhibition.
"What are you thinking about?" Aunt Qing motioned to Yu Sheng and boiled the water.
Yu Sheng turned around and blanch the chopped winter bamboo shoots in boiling water.
My hands kept moving, and I heard my aunt say: "The cornucopia is the magic weapon of King Nanhuang, as unique as your mother's mirror."
This made Yu Sheng have to look up. This loss was a bit big. He couldn't imagine that the mirror had been robbed.
But then again, no one can take away his mirror.
"Don't worry, what's missing is probably a fake cornucopia, imitated by King Nanhuang." My aunt said.
The cornucopia of King Nanhuang is like a mirror, it cannot be thrown away.
The counterfeit cornucopia has no other spells, except for one, which is that it can withdraw money from a bank thousands of miles away.
King Nanhuang did this to facilitate the bank's business.
After all, Nanhuang is so far away from Zhuhuang and is also separated by Nanming. It is impossible to escort money here or back.
If so, no amount of money would be enough for King Donghuang to rob.
"Perhaps I feel that there will be more places to use money in Yangzhou in the future, so Baoku sent a cornucopia to Yangzhou Bank." Aunt Qing said.
The ability of the King of the Southern Wilderness to imitate is about the same as that of the King of the Eastern Wilderness. Anyone can withdraw money from this cornucopia as long as they match the secret code.
"No wonder the banker rushed to let the Beggar Gang find out about the robbers without waiting for King Nanhuang's instructions."
Yu Sheng took out the winter bamboo shoots and cooked the bacon in boiling water.
He covered the pot and turned around and said, "Let's grab the cornucopia."
That way you won't be short of money to spend in the future.
"Oh, it's not that easy."
My aunt sat on the table in front of Yu Sheng, "If the other party dares to offend the King of Southern Wilderness, is he still afraid of you, the son of King of Donghuang?"
"What if we can capture it?" Yu Sheng lay down in front of her, "We, husband and wife, can definitely capture it if we work together."
"When the time comes, the names of the male and female heroes will be resounding throughout the wilderness."
"Let's take care of your pot first." My aunt moved Yu Sheng's head over, and the bacon was ready.
Yu Sheng turned around to take out the bacon and slice it, and listened to the idle Aunt Qing ask, "Did you just say that your mother was busy showing off her son?"
She looked at Yu Sheng, "Your mother won't show off how handsome you are everywhere, right?"
With Yu Sheng's fucking aesthetics, the more Aunt Qing thought about it, the more likely it was.
"Why isn't it my talent?" Yu Sheng turned around and asked as he put the pot on fire, then threw the bacon into it.
"How can you show off something you don't have?" Aunt Qing rolled her eyes and saw Yu Sheng stir-fry the bacon over low heat until oil came out, and then put in the winter bamboo shoots.