What Lao Sun said is that no one can always remain silent in the past. Some people and things should be kept in mind.
Today, Xiao Han's memory was suddenly brought back by the recliner. His longing for the old man and his guilt made him so rude.
Dabei was really upset. He tried to cheer up. Xiao Han grinned, and then asked Ren Qing and the others: "Why are you all here now? Normally I wouldn't sit there for a long time, and you wouldn't come over to see me. One glance?"
Ren Qing continued to transform into a black-faced ghost after learning that Xiao Han was fine, and said to Xiao Han expressionlessly: "You still have the nerve to say that you just killed your dog so much that the whole world could hear its screams, we Can you come and take a look?"
"What?" Ren Qing's sudden black humor made Xiao Han stunned, and he subconsciously looked at his palms... There was only a messy pit where Xiao Qi stayed. As for Xiao Qi, only the leaks between his fingers were left. A few dog hairs.
"Where's the dog?"
"Ran!"
"Run away? Go and chase him!" Xiao Han almost jumped up when he heard this! It took a lot of effort to get this big, it can be stewed but it can’t run away...
"Okay, Xiaodong and the others have already left! Just wait and see." He stood up and pushed the excited Xiao Han back to the ground. Sun Simiao looked at Ren Qing dissatisfied.
This man has just gotten better, why are you teasing him now?
Unable to bear the look in Sun Simiao's eyes, Ren Qing left angrily. When the others saw him, they immediately dispersed. There was only a carpenter not far away wrapped in a pile of wooden parts, looking at this place wanting to come over but not daring to come over.
Sun Simiao has not left. His status here is very special. Xiao Han would never look out to him. Sun Simiao could access all the things and things here at any time, and no one would think there was anything wrong.
Sighing, he beckoned the carpenter over. Xiao Han rubbed his wrists and began to assemble the recliner.
I haven’t done this job for a long time, and my skills are rusty! With the help of a carpenter, it took a long time to assemble all the parts.
The craftsmanship of these carpenters is very good, and almost every part is up to standard.
And because Xiao Han said in advance: This is a chair! The carpenter also specially polished off all the rough edges, making the entire chair look particularly delicate.
After the assembly is completed, ask Sun Simiao to come up and sit down. When the old man sat firmly, Xiao Han pulled the armrests on both sides, and the chair instantly flattened into a small bed. Sun Simiao was startled and almost fell off.
"Hey, Taoist Master Sun, be careful! Be careful!" After finally holding the old Taoist steady, Sun Simiao pushed Xiao Han away and began to play with the recliner with great interest.
"You made this? Not bad, not bad!" Sun Simiao couldn't help but praise Xiao Han's new work by touching it, twisting it, and then turning it back into a chair with his own hands.
The carpenter on the side did not expect that what Xiao Han was making was a chair that could change. While his eyes were shining, he did not forget to explain to Sun Simiao: "Doctor Sun, this is what the Marquis just came up with this morning. How can we do it?" I just wanted to help out."
"Oh?" Sun Simiao glanced at Xiao Han strangely, but found that he was busy checking various connection parts. After finding no problems, he happily said to Sun Simiao: "It's just a gadget, haha, I'll give you this one." I’ll get old for you!”
"Hey, I don't know why you have such a big head. I think public losers are just like this." Sun Simiao was convinced by Xiao Han's creative ability. Things that others are familiar with can always be used in Xiao Han's hands. .
Being praised by Lao Sun, Xiao Han chuckled twice, touched his head and suddenly asked Sun Simiao: "Where is the public loser from?"
"Bang..."
The carpenter fell to the ground. Sun Simiao stared, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses. He pointed at Xiao Han with trembling hands: "You don't know Gongshu Jia? Gongshu Ban, Lu Ban, you should know, right?"
"Oh, Lu Ban, you know this! Why, isn't his surname Lu?" Xiao Han asked innocently.
"Shu Zi has no teachings!" Sun Simiao was finally thrown away by Xiao Han angrily. He didn't know why he was still so angry after reciting the Heart Purifying Mantra for so many years.
The carpenter got up from the ground, looked at Xiao Han who was incomprehensible, and couldn't help but explain to him in a low voice: "Master Hou, Lu Ban is a loser by nature, and the word "Lu" is because he was born in the country of Lu."
Xiao Han suddenly realized: "Oh, so that's it. Then why isn't Confucius called Lu Kong, or Lu Qiu?"
The carpenter left. Although he was not a scholar, he knew the name of Saint Kong. Hearing Xiao Han's "disrespectful" words, he quickly greased the soles of his feet. If the saint got angry, it wouldn't be good if a thunderbolt struck him crookedly.
I don't like these people. Just now, he praised himself as a flower, but in the blink of an eye, he turned against him. Xiao Han climbed onto the recliner and lay down comfortably, then covered his face with the drawing! After a short rest, the steady sound of snoring started.
Just when Xiao Han fell asleep again, in distant Chang'an, his first shop quietly opened in Dongshi.
Chang'an is derived from the word "long peace and stability". This is also Li Yuan’s deepest expectation for this city and this country!
However, everywhere in this world, there are dark corners that the sun cannot reach, even Chang'an, the largest city in the world, is no exception.
The Thirteen Eagles in the north of the city are one of the most famous gangs in Chang'an. The gang is so powerful that even the governor of Chang'an can't do anything to them, which makes it become more and more arrogant in Chang'an.
In fact, if a careful person counts it carefully, he will find that there is only one core of any gang, and that is money!
As a local snake in the north of the city, Thirteen Eagles' biggest source of income is their nearest Dongshi.
If you have nothing to do, collect a protection fee, and threaten a few rich idiots, you can always get a lot of money.
Among these black incomes, collecting protection fees is the most stable source of income! In order to maintain this source of wealth, they even developed a unique set of knowledge.
Lao Shi of the Thirteen Eagles, Guo Laosan, nicknamed the Pine Eagle, is one of the best! As an important figure in the gang, he knows every business in Dongshi.
Among them, which one has a certain background, which one they can't afford to offend. Even Guo Laosan knows which business is good or bad and how much money it charges!
Today is the beginning of the month, and it’s time to pay bills. Of course, Guo Laosan didn't need to do such small things as collecting money himself. He only had to walk through the East Market in a swagger, and the merchants on both sides would take their wallets and hand them over to his arrogant younger brothers.
Turning the familiar street corner, Guo Laosan, who was holding two iron balls, suddenly stopped and squinted at a shop on the street.
"Hey? What...when did Han Yuexuan open? Why didn't I know?"
Seeing the boss asking the question, the bastard next to him quickly nodded and bowed and replied: "In reply to Mr. Guo, this store was closed yesterday. It seems that today is the first day of opening!"
"Oh? Is this the first day of opening?" Guo Laosan nodded, looked around the door again, and found that there was no one there, so he got a clue.
He has been in this street for too long and has long understood the rules: if this is a shop opened by a big shot, there will definitely be many people coming to celebrate on the first day! Now that this shop is so deserted on the first day it opens, it must have no background!
"Let's go in and take a look, and let the boss know our rules!" Grinning, showing his big yellow teeth, Guo Laosan led a group of boys into Han Yuexuan.
