Although Zhao Rang is kind-hearted, he is not a soft persimmon. He will do whatever he is asked to do. Even though he is controlled by others now, his backbone is still there.
People who practice martial arts have a sense of injustice in their hearts. They want to take care of other people's injustices, and they won't bow their heads when they feel injustice to themselves.
Manager Li did not try to persuade him anymore, but personally picked up the brocade box in front of Zhao Rang, opened the lock, and put it back.
Zhao Rang glanced around and saw a palm-sized clay figure lying in the brocade box!
The clay figurine holds a long black knife in his right hand, looking straight ahead, showing no anger or authority. It seems that the enemy is facing us and is ready to fight to the death.
"Do you like Mr. Zhao?"
Zhao Rang said nothing and stared at the clay figure in trance.
"dislike."
After a long time, he spoke.
"This clay figurine has mastered Mr. Zhao's temperament so well. Why doesn't Mr. Zhao like it?"
Manager Li's every sentence ended with a high pitch, which made the listeners feel very uncomfortable but helpless.
"Because the temperament is not accurate enough, so I don't like it."
Manager Li couldn't bear Zhao Rang's thoughts and asked:
"What kind of temperament?"
Zhao Rang pointed at the clay figure and said with a smile:
"Manager Li, can't you see it yet?"
Manager Li shook his head, he really couldn't tell. This clay figurine is considered to be of the highest quality both in terms of materials and craftsmanship. Even if it was placed in the previous dynasty, it could be sent to the palace as a tribute and used by the emperor. There is really no flaw at all.
"Silly! This clay figurine is so heroic, no matter how high it is, it should look a little stupid!"
Manager Li immediately understood what Zhao Rang meant, raised the corners of his mouth again, and said:
"It seems that Mr. Zhao doesn't like this clay figurine, but he doesn't like the person who makes the clay figurine!"
Yuan Mingkong listened in confusion.
The two people were talking incoherently, and he had no idea what was going on.
From his point of view, if this was not a gift from the leader, but just a gadget, Yuan Mingkong would quite like it.
The workmanship of his clay figurine is no worse than that of Zhao Rang, and his posture is more like standing with his hands behind his back, giving him a heroic look as if he has seen the rise and fall of the world.
Yuan Mingkong didn't know that Zhao Rang had experienced this craft as early as in Lotus Lane.
Now that things have happened, Zhao Rang finally understands something.
The leader didn’t come late on purpose, but he simply had no way of coming early!
After dark every day, the leader would put away his letter-writing stall in the northwest market, and then go home to prepare the tools for making clay figurines and go to the busiest market in the royal city to sell them.
The reason why Zhao Rang said that his clay figurine lacked some sense of stupidity was precisely because he realized after seeing the clay figurine that the leader had been watching him looking for him! 1
Is there such a bizarre thing in the world?
Before seeing the clay figurine in the brocade box, Zhao Rang himself didn't believe that such a thing would happen, so he didn't blame anyone but himself for being stupid.
Just snap the lid on, out of sight, out of mind!
"I'm really sorry to keep all our distinguished guests waiting for so long!"
The old gentleman walked with wind and light steps. He was still wearing the cloth clothes and trousers that Zhao Rang wore when he saw him in Lotus Lane during the day.
The strong men standing around the hall all prostrated themselves on the ground. They could not speak and could only use their bodies to express their most pious respect for the leader.
Armani and Hong Jiang also bent down deeply and performed a very standard chest-supporting ceremony.
Only Manager Li stood up with a smile, cupped his hands in front of him, and said in a sharp voice, "Hello, Master."
The eyes of the old gentleman, or rather the leader, swept across the people present. His eyes were full of peace, and Zhao Rang could not see any ambition.
The leader noticed that Zhao Rang was staring at him, so he turned his eyes and met his eyes:
"Mr. Zhao, it's okay to say so!"
Zhao Rang closed his mouth, opened it again, repeated the cycle several times, and finally said:
"Actually, I should have seen it already in Lotus Alley."
The leader smiled gently, and his smile was no different from that of the old servant in Zhao Rang's family who had watched him grow up since childhood.
The human face is indeed the best mask, and all emotions and emotions can be hidden inside it.
The more ambitious the person, the thicker and more sophisticated the mask!
Seeing such a smile, Zhao Rang suddenly felt that Mr. Li, the old eunuch, had become cute!
At least his thoughts were out there.
It can be clearly seen from his expression, the sharp voice of his words, and the lotus fingers of his left hand that are always pinched.
"Oh? How did Mr. Zhao find out?"
If he had told Mr. Li what he had just said, he would have ridiculed him. But the leader was like an elder next door, guiding him earnestly. Even if Zhao Rang didn't want to talk anymore, he couldn't help but want to continue after hearing his words.
"Zang Gou I beat you twice, but you didn't pay, but kept accounts."
"The casino is a place that is never unreasonable. A moment ago you were a high roller spending a lot of money. As long as you lose all your money, they will definitely throw you out as a beggar and won't even let you drink another sip of tea!"
"That's it?"
The leader continued to ask.
Zhao Rang didn't speak anymore. That's all he could think of at the moment.
"If Mr. Zhao had direct suspicion at that time, he would definitely be in a different situation now."
Seeing that Zhao Rang was silent, the leader started talking to himself.
"Few things in this world can be predicted in advance. If we could be prepared for everything, wouldn't everyone be a god?"
Zhao Rang nodded and sighed again.
What the leader said is indeed correct, but it is also nonsense!
There is no regret medicine in the world. All ifs are hindsight, and they are the steps for losers and weak people to fix their own failures.
It's a pity that such stairs can only go downstairs forever, because the person who built it has already lost everything.
"So Mr. Zhao, there is no need to belittle yourself! It's not that you are stupid!"
"Well, it's not that I'm stupid, it's the leader that you are too smart!"
Zhao Rang pushed back his words.
"Ignoring you first, let's talk about Hai Jianhao. He is very familiar with me. Over the years, I have been selling clay figurines along the road from Qingshanke to Black Street every day after sunset. Didn't he notice it either?"
As soon as he said this, Haidiya couldn't sit still and replied sternly:
"You must have used some kind of magic! Blind trick! To prevent me from seeing you, otherwise you would have died by my sword!"
The leader slowly stood up, opened his arms, and said to Haidiya:
"When Mr. Zhao came to Lotus Alley today, I was dressed like this. Over the years, except for getting older, nothing else has changed. Hai Jianhao and noble people tend to forget things. The business of Sunset Racecourse is booming, and Qingshan has been built. Guest, how can you remember such an insignificant old friend living here?"
Haidiya was born into a noble family and was very thin-skinned after all... He couldn't refute a single word of what the leader just said. He suddenly grabbed the wine glass in front of him and threw it to the ground, smashing it to pieces.
"Oh, we are like alike! Your friend broke a porcelain bottle, and you broke a wine glass. You can't tolerate good things in your eyes?"
Manager Li took out the pink handkerchief from his arms again and prepared to go forward and collect all the crumbs of the wine glass.
"No, to Hai Jianhao, what does a cup mean? Even if he smashes all the cups here, it will be fine. Don't forget, Hai Jianhao is not only a distinguished guest, but also a noble person of this leader. Without him at that time With the introduction, how could the divine religion be as prosperous as it is today?"
The leader stopped General Manager Li’s behavior, and General Manager Li immediately changed his face and said:
"What the leader said is absolutely true! Hai Jianhao is the most noble person in our divine sect! We will give Hai Jianhao some more wine glasses!"
"Hai Jianhao, you can smash as much as you like!"
Haidiya laughed angrily at Mr. Li, and smashed all the wine glasses he brought back, without missing a single one.
"Manager Li, can't you see? Hai Jianhao is not angry with the wine glass, but angry with the wine!"
Haidiye smashed it while Manager Li released it. Take the leader's words seriously, you can smash them as much as you like, that's enough!
But as soon as the leader said these words, Heidiye's raised arm suddenly stopped. After a moment, he placed the wine glass in his hand heavily back on the table.
"You're right! If I drank less, I would never fail to recognize you!"
The leader turned to Zhao Rang with a smile and said:
"In the past few years, I have set up a stall in front of Qingshanke for about two hours every night. After closing the stall, I would come back to take a look. It can be said that before Mr. Zhao and you arrived, Hai Jianhao spent not a single night quietly. Yes. I won’t say much about the small banquet every day, but every once in a while I’ll have a good time drinking.”
Zhao Rang glanced at Haidiya. He was ashamed and ashamed at the moment.
"It seems that wine is really not a good thing!"
Zhao Rang also had the urge to smash wine glasses and bottles.
"Yes for you, but for me, the wine is really good and it couldn't be better!"
After the leader said this, he burst into laughter.
The happier he smiled, the sadder Zhao Rang and others felt.
Haidiya is the leader's biggest hidden danger, but wine is his biggest invisibility charm.
He doesn't know any magic or blinding techniques at all. As long as Haidiya keeps drinking, his eyes will be hazy and he can't see anything clearly.
Except for Manager Li who smiled in agreement with the leader, everyone else had a cold face, which made the leader a little embarrassed.
He cleared his throat, changed the subject, and said:
"Since Hai Jianhao doesn't drink, let's eat first."
Manager Li is worthy of being the manager. As soon as the leader said the word "dinner", he said "Serve" in a womanly manner.
The gauze curtain was lifted, and what came out was not food, but a stove and a cook.
The stove was installed on a wooden frame cart and was pushed in by two strong men. There are two pots on top, a wok and a frying pan.
Zhao Rang couldn't cook and naturally had no interest in the stove, but today he was uncharacteristically looking straight at the cook following the stove.
"The leader is very particular about food. Only dishes that are served right after they come out of the pot are the best and freshest, so every time you eat, you have to ask the chef to push the stove and fry them right next to the table!"
Manager Li explained to everyone.
Tasty food is not a bad thing. Everyone has their own preferences. Tasty food is much better than gambling and whoring!
"Mr. Zhao must also have researched on eating!"
The leader said suddenly.
"I know nothing."
"Why are you so interested in the stove if you don't know anything about it?"
The leader asked rhetorically.
"I'm looking at the cook behind the stove. I hope the eggs he cooks soon won't be as dark as those in Lotus Alley!"
The cook behind the stove is the vendor selling pancakes and fried eggs in Lotus Alley.
Counting him, among the people Zhao Rang met in Lotus Lane, except for the child, all of them were members of the divine religion.
Even the guide Zhang San who brought them here from Chagan Tologai is a member of the divine religion...
The child was probably buried in the sea of fire. For him, this was the most complete relief!
"Here comes the egg!"
The gauze curtain moved slightly, and Zhao Rang could only hear the sound but not see the person.
I craned my neck and saw that the child I was pitying just now walked to the stove with a box full of eggs in his hands. Seeing Zhao Rang looking at him, the child even winked at Zhao Rang.
Zhao Rang wanted to smile at him, but his face was so stiff that he couldn't move.
When the child saw Zhao Rang's cold face, a little confusion flashed across his face, as if he didn't know why Zhao Rang was treating him like this.
Children are always innocent.
Zhao Rang thought in his heart.
Even though he is working for the cult, he must not know what he is doing. Maybe the reward for his work is a piece of candy, two fried eggs, or a soft bed.
Thinking of this, Zhao Rang tried his best again, and this time he finally laughed.
When the child saw Zhao Rang smiling, the confusion on his face was wiped away. He became happy again and quickly helped the cook.
The first dish is fried bean sprouts.
No one expected that a leader who was particular about food would serve guests such extremely cheap food as bean sprouts.
In the Western Regions and Dawei, bean sprouts are something only the poor eat.
Eating too much soybeans makes me bloated and not very hungry. Sprinkle some water to sprout bean sprouts, and the dry and hard beans will become crisp and refreshing, and you will feel full without eating much. m.
But the plate of bean sprouts on the table was a little different from usual.
“For this dish, you have to cut off two sections, leaving only the smoothest middle section, which is wrapped in egg batter, lightly fried in oil, and then stir-fried with shredded ham and balsamic vinegar.”
The dishes were served by Manager Li. The leader introduced them to everyone without using his chopsticks first.
Zhao Rang thought that he was just an excuse when he said he was delicious. After all, people in high positions like to find some unusual things to decorate themselves with.
Perhaps the fact that the most common bean sprouts are made so fancy shows that their delicious taste is not fake.
It stands to reason that greedy people are not cruel, and cruel people basically cannot taste anything in their mouths.
This was the first time Zhao Rang had seen someone as cruel and greedy as the leader.
"Leader, please come first!" 1
