Three hundred rubles is almost more than two hundred and twenty taels of silver. Not to mention Paris products, even Louis XVI's wife's mirror is not worth this price.
This money can buy a two-bedroom apartment in Beijing, and a small courtyard in the city in expensive Yangzhou. However, Fan Tuhao, who is overwhelmed by love, doesn't care at all. Just when he was about to sign and record the account in the grocery store's account book, the door curtain swung and a series of "clattering" bells rang along with light footsteps.
Fan Tong didn't even need to turn around to know who was coming. No one in the entire Kyaktu could dress up like this, only Liu Sheng's wife Wu Xiha.
The dashing little daughter-in-law of Hezhe wore a snow-white mink coat. On the edge of the lining of the coat, there were many small bright silver bells hanging, which jingled as she walked. It’s true that I heard his voice before I saw him.
Since those days in Beihai Town, Wu Xiha and Shen Xuan have gotten along very well. One time, Miss Shen saw the snow-white sturgeon bones on the edge of the Uchiha fish leather jacket, and suddenly suggested that it would be better to replace them with silver bells.
After that, the two took A Miao to the workshop and found a craftsman who had been engaged in gold and silver jewelry processing and now worked in Zhao Liang's mint factory to help. Within a week, a coat studded with silver bells was born.
"Fat Fan, what good things did you buy?" Wu Xiha saw at a glance Polya, who was a little at a loss and her face was flushed with shyness, and teased: "Oh, it turns out the kid is here to accompany you. "
"Uh, why are you here?" Fan Tong looked at the door and asked Wu Xiha: "Hey, where is your personal guard?"
"It's in the yard outside the door. She follows me every day in Beihai Town. If she doesn't bother me, I'll be bored." Wu Xiha walked to the counter and saw the silver mirror on the counter at a glance, and said to Fan Tong: "Fat Fan , you are so rich, I haven’t been willing to buy this mirror after looking at it for a long time.”
Fan Tong noticed something was wrong with the grocery store owner's face at this time, but he didn't care and said to Ushiha: "Oh? Three hundred rubles is still money for your big brother?"
When Ushiha heard this, he looked in disbelief, pointed at the grocer's nose and said, "Pavlov, you are so evil! You dare to sell him three hundred!"
"Wait, what's going on?" Fan Tong also felt something was wrong at this time.
Pavlov hurriedly said: "Mr. Fan, you have only signed half of it, finish it first and then talk."
"No signing! Fatty Fan, you have been fooled. He told me it was 150 before, but it has doubled in just two days!"
"Oh, it doesn't matter."
"Polya, please help me translate to this black-hearted boss..." Ushiha didn't care whether Polya understood or not, he took the other person's hand and started talking to Pavlov.
"Hey, I said..."
Just as Fan Tong was about to say something to stop this meaningless quarrel, he heard the thick cotton curtain of the grocery store click. He turned around and saw a yellow-skinned Buryat and a few Cossacks walking in, laughing and chatting. . These people were all wearing thick coats and half-new otter-skin hats, and they looked like fur hunters.
"Pavlov, bring me a bottle of the best soju!"
"Hey, why are there two beautiful women?"
Fan Tong didn't know why, but a very bad feeling came to his heart. He stared at the five people who came in for a moment. Those people also moved closer to the counter, their eyes scanning him and Ushiha intentionally or unintentionally.
At this moment, Fan Tong smelled a faint smell of blood from the warm air in the house. His nose twitched, and his heart suddenly became excited. With so many people coming in at once, why didn't the guard outside the door follow them?
Although the Northern Navy has rarely disturbed the people since it occupied Kyactu, almost all the Cossack soldiers in the city were killed by the Northern Navy. Many Cossacks and Buryat families were injured and killed in the battle. After all, this is an occupied area, and the hostility of the Tsarist Russians is still obvious.
Fan Tong had participated in several battles in the past six months. Although he had not directly killed anyone, he could smell the blood on the battlefield, and he instinctively felt something was wrong.
Fan Tong first shouted "Stop!" in Russian, but just as he was about to take out his pistol, Polya and Ushiha behind him suddenly screamed, and a sudden change occurred.
Pavlov, the owner of the grocery store, was talking to Ushiha with a smile on his face. Suddenly he bent down as if looking for something, but when he stood up again, there was already a small arm-thick hand in his hand. The wooden stick was swung towards the back of Fan Tong's head.
Although Fan Tong has been urged to exercise by Liu Sheng every day these days, and his body's reaction speed and coordination have improved a lot, he is not a well-trained soldier after all, and he has no time to dodge at this moment. Ushiha, however, had a sharp eye and picked up the account book on the counter and threw it at Pavlov.
Just like that, the stick that was originally going to fall on Fan Tong's head fell on his neck. The severe pain caused Fan Tong to stumble to the left and the gun in his hand fell to the ground.
At the same time, the five people who came in put aside their disguises, quickly took out daggers from their arms, and rushed forward with fierce eyes. Fan Tong was still thinking about getting up to pick up the pistol, when he saw a boot sole quickly zooming in front of his eyes. Then he was kicked hard in the face and passed out.
These people thought they had solved the biggest threat, and were about to step forward to restrain the two petite and beautiful women when they heard a "bang!" gunshot, which almost deafened the ears of several people in the room.
The strongest Cossack among the crowd swayed, and the severe pain made it almost impossible for him to move an inch. He let out a final cry in a hoarse voice, and rushed towards Ushiha who shot him.
"Bang!" Wu Xiha also panicked. She had never encountered anything like this before, and this was her first time shooting someone. In a hurry, she fired another shot. When she reacted, the dead Cossacks were all on top of her. However, when she tried to free her hands again, the other two people had already rushed over and held on tightly. her hands.
"Come here..." Ushiha had just shouted two words, and Pavlov behind her had already covered her mouth with a scarf.
"Let her go!" Polya shouted and rushed over, trying to open Pavlov's hand. She pulled it and found that it couldn't be pulled, then lowered her head and bit it.
"Sss~~! Get this stinky bitch out of the way, it hurts me to death!"
The Buryat man raised his fist holding the dagger and hit Polya hard on the back of the head with the handle of the knife. The girl's head hit the counter hard and she fainted to the ground. Another Cossack waved his big palm-like hand and gave Ushiha a heavy blow on the neck, hitting the latter's carotid artery, and he also fell into a coma.
Pavlov endured the pain in his wrist and said hastily: "Tie them all up quickly! The carriage is in the backyard! If it's too late, it'll be too late!"
At this time, a Cossack picked up two pistols on the ground, handed one of them to a person next to him, and ordered: "You must keep this gun and take it back to the gunsmith to imitate it."
"Don't worry, Major."
At this time, at an intersection 200 meters away from the grocery store, a soldier from the Northern Navy standing guard said to his companion: "I seem to have heard gunshots."
The companion beside him said: "I seemed to have heard it too, but it wasn't just a sound."
"You stay here, I'll go take a look!"
The soldier carried his rifle and trotted all the way to find the source of the gunfire. When he came to the door of the grocery store, he saw a pool of bright red on the snow in the yard.
The soldier took off his rifle, pulled the bolt, loaded the gun, and opened the safety. When he carefully pushed open the fence door and took two steps in, he saw a foot exposed behind the pile of firewood in the hay shed on the right side of the yard. The foot was clearly wearing the standard military boots of the Northern Navy.
"problem occurs!"
The soldier could no longer care about anything else. He picked up the whistle hanging on his chest and blew it as hard as he could. As the shrill whistle echoed in the air, the silence that had lasted for many days in Kyaktu City was finally broken.
At the same time, several fast horses surrounded a tightly covered carriage and arrived at the checkpoint at the south gate of the city.
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