The butcher said: "You mean that old guy? He came here yesterday and bought three kilograms. He hasn't come back today..."
Chu Yao smiled awkwardly: "That's because I admitted it wrong, but it looks like it from a distance. Hey, is there any happy event in his family or is he getting rich? One purchase is three kilograms, do you think you are coming today?"
The butcher felt his teeth itching when he thought of the old man.
The old guy loves to take advantage, and his old hands are not honest. He always touches the meat on his stall when he is not looking. Are other customers still willing to buy it after seeing it? With a shy old face, he wanted to sell him at an advantage. He wanted to take advantage of even a few pennies, and he refused to change despite repeated admonitions.
I haven't done this recently, but every time I come here, I will deliberately slap copper coins and broken silver on his shop, pretending to loudly want to buy a few pieces of meat or a few bones, open my mouth to reveal those old yellow teeth, and only spit. Flying across. However, the butcher was open for business and could not drive the customers away. He was already dissatisfied.
The butcher rolled his eyes and curled his lips: "What good news can happen to his family? He just had a grandson last month, but this old guy's eyes are not eyes, and his nose is not a nose. What's the point of saying 'you lose money if you give me a leg'?" Bah! He even moved his legs, old guy, it’s so easy, let’s see if he can throw out an egg or not.”
Chu Yao listened patiently to the butcher's complaints, because he knew that the butcher was just like his Wulang family when it came to gossip, he liked to talk nonsense and talk about where he was. But when the butcher went off topic, he silently pulled him back and finally heard the serious content.
The butcher said: "... He suddenly got rich a few days ago. It is said that his son took on a big job, and he eats three to five kilograms of meat every day. Look at the way he eats a mouth full of fat. The old bones are still a handful of firewood. I don’t know where all the meat has grown..."
Chu Yao said: "That means it is developed."
The butcher chops the meat that the guests need in two clicks. The other guests are also neighbors. When they talk about gossip, it is like riding the waves without an oar. What you say to me is either jealous or envious, and there is a hint of jealousy or envy in the words. A sour smell.
They looked down on that family, but they were really envious of them eating several kilograms of meat for so many days.
How not to be sour.
Alas, the roots of my teeth are getting sore.
Talking about the big fish and meat for a few days, in addition to this family, they also know a few other families. The smell of meat wafting out of the house every day really makes people hungry to death. Poor people can only eat meat during festivals, but some people can eat meat as a meal...
Immediately, some people secretly speculated that the money had come from an evil source.
As the leader of the topic, Chu Yao was the most silent among the group. He listened quietly as before, sometimes echoing a few words, and sometimes expressing doubts. A few people chatted until their tongues were dry before they patted their butts and left with satisfaction. It was as if the dissatisfaction and sour taste had mostly dissipated with the gossip and chat, and they were satisfied.
Satisfied, Chu Zhen took out his money bag and bought two kilograms of meat.
The butcher asked: "Are you rich too?"
Chu Yao replied: "The master's money."
The butcher gave him two more taels and asked him to go back for more food.
When the matter was almost over, Chu Yao was about to leave, but Little Fatty pulled his sleeve and looked at him with a pair of wet eyes.
He begged, "Teacher..."
Seeing this, Chu Yao asked, "How many days will I take Ah Rong away?"
The butcher waved his hand angrily and cursed: "Take it away as long as you don't come back. This kid has followed an old man like you to get wild. Stay at home and make me angry."
When the little chubby boy heard this, he smiled so much that his face bloomed.
The butcher gritted his teeth after seeing it.
Whose son is this? ? ?
Chu Yao inquired about part of the news, and took Xiaopang Dun'er to another place under the pretext of shopping - he had been hanging out in Xiaocheng for so many years and had interacted with all kinds of religions. He couldn't directly inquire about the information related to the bank, but it wasn't a problem to do it in a roundabout way.
Hum, the management of the bank is very strict, and the officers need to check several times before entering and exiting, but they can't control these seemingly inconspicuous "sideways". Chu Yao was like an ordinary purchasing servant, waiting for Shen Tang at the agreed place at sunset.
Shen Tang almost stepped over.
When she came back, the two of them were sitting harmoniously under the eaves of the roadside. Chu Yao folded a branch in his hand and wrote something on the ground. Little Fatty Dun'er hugged his knees with his hands and stared at the ground. His upper body was slightly tilted towards Chu Yao, for fear of missing a word.
"Wuhui, I'm back."
Chu Yao stood up and saluted, and Little Fatty Dun'er also followed suit.
Shen Tang was also familiar with Xiao Pang Dun'er. Seeing him holding a small package in his arms, he smiled and said, "Arong is here too?"
Chu Yao said: "I'm worried that I've missed too much in my studies."
Go to the mountains to live for a few days and then send them back.
Shen Tang nodded: "That's okay. After Zhai Le goes back, I won't have many peers to play with. Ah Rong is here just in time."
Chu Yao: "..."
Instead of playing with Goro, he was clearly being played by Goro.
Shen Tang skillfully summoned the motorcycle and put the things Chu Yao bought into the sack. Those that couldn't be packed were packed with hemp rope and put on its back. The most expensive things here are two pieces of paper, a box of ink sticks, and a few brushes, which are not very good goods.
Shen Tang teased Little Fatty: "It's a long, long mountain road to go back. If you regret it now, it's still too late."
Little Fatty Dun'er thought Shen Tang was going to drive him away.
He hugged Chu Yao's waist.
The black eyebrows were raised, with a stubborn expression.
Chu Yao had no choice but to pat his hand, motioning for him to let go, and said, "I have no intention of driving you away. Sit on it quickly and leave the city."
For convenience, he bought a mule to travel.
It was just right for the master and apprentice to share a mule.
He doesn’t have the bad habit of praying for good deeds. He won’t get on anything that’s not a horse, a carriage, or a sedan. He can walk on two legs, whatever it is.
Not long after leaving the city.
"I met Gu Chi at noon."
"Gu Wangchao? What's wrong with him?"
Shen Tang relayed Gu Chi's words word for word, as well as the details of their conversation and her speculations. Chu Yao was silent for a long time after hearing this. He and Shen Tang had the same opinion. They speculated that Beimo and Shiwu were joining forces, and couldn't help but feel a little worried on his face.
Unlike Shiwu who likes to put gold on his face and touch porcelain under the sun, Beimo is more peaceful, but Beimo is more dangerous than Shiwu. More like a bloodthirsty and cruel wild wolf, hiding in the dark waiting for a kill. The only thing they have in common is their ambition.
They coveted the hinterland of the mainland for a long time, but their past strength and ambition did not match.
Even the former Chu State taught Bei Mo how to behave.
"Chu State fought against Bei Mo?"
Chu Yao smiled strangely and said, "Hand it over."
After a pause, he asked again: "Otherwise, how do you think the once-famous 'Three Heroes of Chu' came to be known as the 'Three Heroes of Chu'? Naturally, they were attacked in the Northern Desert. The Northern Desert was defeated miserably one after another, and several hostages were sent out to beg for help. and take a stand.”
"Three Heroes of Chu State", all three of them have passed through the Northern Desert.
Every time the Northern Desert tries to go south to cause trouble, the northwest countries will unite to send troops to attack. You send troops and I will provide food, or we can work together to send some people to let the young scribes and generals in the country gain experience.
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