The Wu family in the south of the city is one of the top ten emerging aristocratic families in Yidu. Its main industry is the cloth business. The Wu family cloth shop is concentrated in Twelve Lanes in the city, headed by Xishi. It mainly sells cloth, silk, satin, silk, brocade and embroidery. The most famous ones are embroidery, especially screen embroidery, which can be customized according to customer needs. The craftsmanship of the Wu family embroiderers is one of the best in the Tang Dynasty. The embroidery work is exquisite and lifelike, and is highly praised by aristocratic families. Loved by nobles.
But since Hua's Embroidery Workshop settled in Yidu a few years ago, the glory of Wu's Embroidery Workshop has gone forever. To be honest, the embroidery skills of Hua's Embroidery Workshop are comparable to those of Wu's Embroidery Workshop. The styles are unique and fresh (I heard that most of them are from the masterful hands of Shiro Hana). In addition to the common styles in the Tang Dynasty, they also include the unique styles of Persia, Dashi, Fuso, Silla, Tianzhu, Goryeo and other countries, which are even more rare. What is surprising is that Hua's embroidery can draw on the strengths of hundreds of schools of thought, integrate them, and reduce the aesthetic dimension. In less than two years, it cannibalized Wu's embroidery market.
In addition, the Wu family had a prodigal gambler like Wu Zhengli, which caused unrest in the family. Mr. Wu died in anger. The people of the Wu family didn't know what they thought, but they made Wu Zhengli, an unworthy person, the head of the family. Yidu Everyone said that Wu's luck had come to an end and that she would not survive more than three months.
The strange thing is that after Wu Zhengli became the head of the family, the business of Wu's cloth shop improved day by day. Although ordinary people did not go there much, the children of the aristocratic family visited frequently.
What's even more surprising is that the embroidery of Wu's Cloth Shop has not improved much compared to before, and the price is even more expensive. How can it become the favorite of the aristocratic children of aristocratic families? It is really incredible.
Everyone said that the children of those aristocratic families must have lost their minds and became the ones who were taken advantage of.
Apart from Wu Zhengli, the shopkeepers of various cloth shops know the secrets in this process best.
Shopkeeper Yu of the cloth shop at No. 39, Hongguang Road, West City, has been working for the Wu family for eight years. He is an old man whom the Wu family trusts. He has witnessed with his own eyes the process of the cloth shop from prosperity to decline, and then inexplicably come back to life. The secret is not the Wu family’s own product at all, but a strange embroidery ordered by the Wu family’s head from Qingzhou.
A year and a half ago, when Shopkeeper Yu saw the first batch of Qingzhou embroidery for the first time, he thought Wu Zhengli had been deceived. Those embroideries were shoddy and the embroidery work was rubbish. Strict regulations have also been set for embroidery. Qingzhou embroidery must be closely guarded and can only be sold in the back hall. Only guests holding special flower tags are eligible to purchase, and other guests are not even qualified to take a look. What's even more outrageous is that a piece of Xiupai is priced at 500 Wen.
Shopkeeper Yu thought Wu Zhengli was crazy, but it was a pity that he, a part-time shopkeeper, could not defeat the owner of the house, so he had no choice but to accept the offer. He thought that if he couldn't sell it for ten days and half a month, Wu Zhengli would retreat.
Unexpectedly, on the second day, more than 20 Qingzhou Xiupai were sold, and the people who came to buy embroidery were all descendants of the Yidu family.
Shopkeeper Yu was greatly shocked. After closing the shop that day, he took a closer look at the Qingzhou embroidery products and found nothing special. The only thing was that there was a faint strange smell on these embroidery products, as if they had been stained by something. The things had been soaked. Shopkeeper Yu thought it was because the embroidery had been soaked in rain during transportation, so he didn't care.
After that, more and more children from aristocratic families came to buy Qingzhou embroidery, and the frequency of coming became more and more frequent. Some people started to come once a month, then once every ten days, and then once every day. Shopkeeper Yu noticed that , the guests who come frequently are getting thinner and thinner, and their faces are becoming more and more ugly. Some people have even become more and more irritable. They buy embroidery and leave with anxious expressions, as if they are being chased by something.
There was even one time when shopkeeper Yu saw a customer buying embroidery and couldn't wait to put it to his mouth and nose to smell it deeply. His expression was extremely intoxicating and creepy.
Shopkeeper Yu was sure that there must be something wrong with these Qingzhou embroidery products. He hurriedly talked to the shopkeepers of other cloth shops and found that all shopkeepers had doubts. Together, they reported the matter to Wu Zhengli.
Wu Zhengli replied: Just sell your stuff, don’t ask or take care of the rest, otherwise, you may suffer a fatal fate!
All the shopkeepers were shocked: It turned out that Wu Zhengli had known about it for a long time.
Since it was the order from the head of the family, they were just small shopkeepers and could only act according to orders. Anyway, they were just selling a few pieces of embroidery, so it was not a big deal that was harmful to nature, so it must be okay.
But shopkeeper Yu was still more thoughtful. Since then, he has created a new account book to record the purchase, shipment and sales records of Qingzhou embroidery. He pays special attention to the purchase contact person and the identity of the sales customer. If he can It is naturally best to recognize the guest's identity. If you cannot recognize the guest, record the guest's physical characteristics.
The waiter didn't understand what Shopkeeper Yu did. In fact, Shopkeeper Yu himself didn't quite understand it, but a voice in his heart told him that this special account record might save his life at a critical moment.
Shopkeeper Yu didn't expect that this moment would come so quickly.
On this day, the sky broke out and the West Market had just opened. News came from the government office. Wu Zhengli went to the Yidu government office to beat drums and report the case. He said that Mrs. Wu had been kidnapped by thieves and her life and death were unknown. Chi Ji, the prefect of Yidu, had been brought to court for trial. case.
When Shopkeeper Yu heard this, his eyelids jumped wildly, and he immediately ordered the waiter to inform Master Feng of Yaxing Sect.
The Yaxingmen is a martial arts sect funded by the Wu family. They are all low-level thugs, but they have a large number of people and they are obedient. They do dirty work for the Wu family that is not on the table. On weekdays, shopkeeper Yu often takes care of it, and works with the Feng family. The Lord is also familiar.
The waiter didn't come back after being gone for a whole hour. Shopkeeper Yu was very worried. He always felt that there must be something wrong with the Qingzhou embroidery, so he ordered the shop assistant to immediately collect all the Qingzhou embroidery in the back hall and send it to the back door, waiting for him to leave. When the doorman arrived, he quickly sent them to a hidden warehouse and hid them first. As for the account books, it was natural to keep them close to him for peace of mind.
Feng Qiao, the master of the Yaxing Sect, finally arrived late. He was short in stature and smelled of alcohol. He probably drank all night long yesterday. When he saw Shopkeeper Yu looking like he was facing an enemy, he laughed at him and said that Shopkeeper Yu was unfounded. Not only did the ten Ya Xing Sect disciples who came with them not help, but they also ran to the steamed bun stall outside the back door and started having breakfast in full swing. Shopkeeper Yu was so anxious that he jumped up and down, while Sect Leader Feng didn't bother to pay attention to him and went over to have a bowl of steamed buns. Wow, after eating half of it, I suddenly felt something was wrong.
The back door of Buzhuang faces an alley, and few people pass by it on weekdays. Why did a stall selling buns suddenly appear out of thin air today? Looking at the bun stall owner again, his eyes were darting around. The Jingmen disciples are very similar. As soon as Master Feng dropped his bowl, he went to catch the bun stall owner. Unexpectedly, the bun stall owner was already prepared. He picked up the bun noodle soup and spilled it, making everyone in the duck shop very hot. His head was full of blisters and he was screaming again and again. By the time we chased him again, the boy selling buns had already escaped.
At this moment, the waiter sent by Shopkeeper Yu to the government office to inquire about the news came back and said that Wu Zhengli had been taken to prison by Governor Chi. The newly appointed Hua Canjun had led all the government officials out of the south gate of the government office and headed straight for the West City. He said that all shops under Wu's name would be closed down.
Shopkeeper Yu was shocked, and Master Feng panicked. He ordered the disciples of the Yaxing Sect to quickly load the Qingzhou embroidery into the cart. The disciples of the Yaxing Sect, with blisters on their heads and grinning teeth, hurriedly moved the carts, but the carts were not covered. Up, but unable to leave.
The back alley was blocked by several people. The person leading the way was the bun seller who had just been selling buns. Behind him, there were also sellers of biscuits, bilo, and load-carrying sellers. The leader was a young man with dark skin, long hands and feet, like The big bamboo pole was equipped with a two-foot-long silver horizontal knife, and behind them was Bai Shan, the fourth elder of the Jingmen. These people came up and grabbed the carriage without any explanation. The Yaxingmen was considered to be the top tyrant in Yidu, so how could they be captured without any help? Feng After the sect master gave an order, all the disciples of the Yaxing Sect also rushed forward, and the two groups began to fight in the narrow alley.
Feng Qiao has practiced lower body kung fu since he was a child, and his kicking skills are very sharp. He is famous for his famous stunt of continuous kicking in the world. He is like a dexterous grasshopper prancing and moving in the alley, his body is fast and fierce, and he is like a duck. The ten disciples of the sect are all porters. They have been taught by Feng Qiao for many years. They are steady and fast, and are especially good at fighting in narrow alleys. In contrast, there are only six people in the sect, all of whom use knives, especially Baishan's double swords can be opened and closed in a wide range, but they cannot be used in narrow alleys and are restricted everywhere.
Feng Qiao was sure of victory and felt proud. He used a series of moves to kick the kid with the silver horizontal knife. Unexpectedly, the kid suddenly changed his moves midway. He threw the horizontal knife in his hand and took out the dagger in his boot. As he lay on the ground, he made a move like a mangy dog rolling around. The sharp wind of the dagger brushed against Feng Qiao's calf. Feng Qiao felt a chill in his leg bones, and all the strength in his lower body was suddenly released, and his whole body... Ji lay on the ground, and when he looked back, he saw half of his pants were gone, his two hamstrings were broken, and he was bleeding.
The disciples of Ya Xing Sect were frightened and they all knelt down and begged for mercy.
Feng Qiao screamed in pain, "Who are you?! How dare you cause trouble for our Yaxing Sect?! There are people in our Yaxing Sect in the government office!"
The big bamboo pole boy put away the dagger and smiled, showing his neat white teeth, "What a coincidence, we also have someone in the yamen!"
Before he finished speaking, the front hall was in chaos.
The big bamboo pole boy carried Feng Qiao's collar with one hand and went to the front hall. Shopkeeper Yu stood in front of the counter, trembling with fear. There was a dense circle of bad people around the door. A green-robed official was wandering leisurely in the shop with his hands behind his back. He looked like he was only a young man, and he looked as good-looking as a flower. Seeing the big bamboo pole, he narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Xiao Jinruo, you did a good job."
Jin Ruo snorted and threw Feng Qiao to the ground, "This is Feng Qiao, the head of the Yaxing Sect. There are a bunch of boxes in the backyard, which may be what you are looking for."
Feng Qiao felt a chill in his heart. This green-robed official must be Hua Yitang, the newly appointed member of the Yidu Judicial Service. Hua Silang of the Yangdu Hua clan has a rich background, is smart and difficult to deal with, and this Dazhugan is obviously a young man from the Jingmen. Lord Jin Ruo.
It doesn't matter that Hua Yitang fell down, this Jingmen is troublesome. They just destroyed the Dengxian Sect the day before yesterday. Could it be that they are eyeing their Yaxingmen's territory again?
Hua Yitang's eyes signaled that several bad guys rushed to the backyard and brought back a box. When they opened it, they found that it was embroidery shipped from Qingzhou. From the smell, it seemed that they had been dipped in the Dragon God's Talisman Water.
Hua Yitang glanced at Shopkeeper Yu coldly. Shopkeeper Yu knelt down and did all the moves at once, "Report to Hua to join the army. These embroideries were sold by the Wu family master. We don't know anything about the others!"
Hua Yitang narrowed his eyes, "Do you really know nothing?"
Shopkeeper Yu shuddered and immediately handed over the account book records in his arms. Hua Yitang scanned the ten lines at a glance and smiled, "Shopkeeper Yu is a smart man, so Hua kept this account book. If necessary, please ask Yu The shopkeeper goes to the government office to inquire about relevant matters. Shopkeeper Yu will not leave the boundaries of Yidu City recently."
Shopkeeper Yu: "Yes, yes! I will obey Hua Junjun's order!"
Hua Yitang was very satisfied, and asked the bad guys to carry all the big wooden boxes containing embroidery, and dragged Feng Qiao out of Wu's cloth shop. Feng Qiao felt bad. If he was captured by the Hua army and taken to the prison, what would he think about it? It was difficult to escape. He rolled his tongue up and down, took out the iron whistle hidden in his mouth, bit it between his teeth and blew it.
The sharp and piercing whistle sounded like a sharp sword cutting through the sky. This was the whistle order from the master of the Yaxing Sect. As soon as this whistle was sent out, all the disciples of the Yaxing Sect within five miles would come to support as long as they were still alive.
Jin Ruo was startled, pinched Feng Qiao's cheek and pulled out the iron whistle, but it was already too late.
Hearing noisy footsteps from far to near on the roof wall, more than twenty disciples of Yaxing Sect climbed the walls and eaves and rushed down towards Hua Yitang and the bad guys. Feng Qiao was overjoyed and shouted, "Quickly Save me—karma!”
The second half of the sentence was choked back by a strong black wind. No, it was not a black wind, but a black scabbard and black clothes. It blew past Feng Qiao's eyes like a wind. The disciples of the Duck Sect who had just landed were still Before he could stand still, he was stirred up by the lightning-like scabbard, like fried dumplings tumbling in a frying pan, making a sizzling sound while falling to the ground with a crackle.
With only three breaths of time left, more than twenty people were wiped out. The wind circled around Hua Yitang and stopped, blowing Hua Yitang's big official robe like a blooming flower.
Feng Qiao saw clearly the owner of the black scabbard. She was a young lady with an upright posture, twinkling eyes, and a stern killing intent - she was Lin Sui'an, the Lord of Qianjing!
Fortunately, Feng Qiao's hamstring had been broken long ago, otherwise he would have knelt down again in fear.
"Hua Yitang, your physique is too hateful. How come there are people trying to kill you wherever you go?" Lin Sui'an sighed.
Hua Yitang glanced sideways at Feng Qiao, "How dare you murder an official of the imperial court? How brave you are!"
Feng Qiao almost stopped crying, "I'm wronged. I just wanted to - escape..."
Just running away...
Hua Yitang let out a long "Huh?" in his nose.
"Hua Canjun, spare your life, I know all the dirty things Wu Zhengli has done, and I will do them all!"
Wu Zhengli was awakened by the sound of water dripping.
"Ta, tap, tap", drop after drop of cold liquid dripped on the forehead, stinging and cold.
Wu Zhengli opened his eyes, and what he saw was a piece of moldy rotten straw mat, and then a pair of black, clean boots. Wu Zhengli's eyes slowly moved up and saw a face. He was overjoyed and raised his head tremblingly. Hand, "Help...save me..."
The man in black boots sighed, "...Of course I want to save you...Now only I can save you."
"It's all the wild men provoked by Qu Hui, and that bitch Lian Xiaoshuang!" Wu Zhengli gritted his teeth and said, "I told you a long time ago that Lian Xiaoshuang is a scourge and I asked you to deal with it early, but you just can't Listen, a woman’s kindness has really caused trouble now!”
The man in black boots was silent for a moment, "Didn't you kill Lian Xiaoshuang?"
Wu Zhengli was shocked, "Didn't you kill him?"
There was dead silence in the cell.
After a long while, the man in black boots sighed quietly, "So it's not you."
Wu Zhengli sneered, "I'm not crazy yet. I'm afraid of getting my hands dirty if I kill that bitch!"
The man in black boots was silent for a moment, "Is Qu Hui really abducted by Yun Zhongyue?"
Wu Zhengli: "I suspect there is no such person as Yun Zhongyue! It is probably that Lin Sui'an who did it!"
"If it was really Lin Sui'an who did it, it would be troublesome."
"How to say?"
"Do you know why Hua Yitang was promoted to four levels in a row, from a small rank of Jiupin County Lieutenant to a member of the Yidu City Judiciary Army?"
"I remember you said that he was a county captain in a certain county in Qingzhou - could it be!"
"That's right, Hua Yitang is the county lieutenant of Cheng County who solved the Dragon God case. He came here for Qingzhou Embroidery."
Wu Zhengli almost couldn't breathe, "That, that is to say——"
"Huasilang has led his people to seize all the cloth shops under Wu's name."
"!!"
"The matter of Qingzhou Embroidery has been exposed. If it is that matter - even I can't protect you. Moreover, I heard that Huashiro's method of interrogating suspects is very vicious. Qingzhou interrogated three people and made three people crazy—— "
"Then, what should we do now? I am most afraid of pain. If they use torture, I will definitely not be able to bear it. What if someone accidentally confesses that - wouldn't it, wouldn't it be -"
The man in black boots handed Wu Zhengli a yellow porcelain bottle, "Drink this."
Wu Zhengli's eyes trembled violently, "What is this?!"
"After taking the fake death medicine, you will lose your breath for twelve hours. For this reason, you can only escape by fake death."
Wu Zhengli's face turned pale and he stared straight at the man in black boots, "Don't forget that if I die, your gambling debt IOUs, including the contract you sold Lian Xiaoshuang to me, will be made public!"
Man in Black Boots: "I saved your life, and the gambling debt I owed you will be wiped off."
As soon as these words came out, Wu Zhengli felt reassured. This person is the most greedy and selfish person. If he wants nothing, there must be fraud, but if it is to wipe out gambling debts, it is quite credible. After all, the three thousand Guan IOU is his lifeblood.
"It's a deal!" Wu Zhengli uncorked the bottle, drank it in one gulp, and slowly closed his eyes.
The man in black boots took out the porcelain bottle from Wu Zhengli's hand, stuffed it back into his cuffs, and kicked Wu Zhengli's neck with his toes. Wu Zhengli rolled softly to the side, breathing heavily and without any reaction.
The man in black boots laughed, turned around and walked out of the cell, stepping into the darkness step by step with his black boots.
A moment later, footsteps sounded again in the cell. The jailer held a lantern to lead the way, and Ling Zhiyan and Xia Changshi hurried in.
Prisoner: "I saw Wu Zhengli's eyes rolling. He should be waking up soon. Please quickly invite the two adults to come over and ask questions - eh?"
When the jailer saw Wu Zhengli lying on his back in the cell, he quickly took out the key and opened the cell door. He pulled at it twice and shouted a few times. Then he listened to Wu Zhengli's chest and scratched his head, "That's weird."
Xia Changshi: "What's wrong?"
The jailer stood up and clasped his fists, "Back to Xia Changshi, Wu Zhengli's breathing is normal and his heartbeat is normal. He seems to be asleep, but he can't wake up."
Ling Zhiyan frowned, walked into the cell, lifted her robe and squatted down. She put her fingers on Wu Zhengli's neck and checked his pulse. He then asked the jailer to bring a bowl of water and poured it on Wu Zhengli's face. Wu Zhengli's eyes were closed tightly and there was no reaction. Ling Zhiyan squeezed it away. Wu Zhengli lowered his chin, fanned the wind with one hand and smelled it, his expression changed, "There is a strange smell in his mouth, he was drugged!"
Xia Changshi: "What?!"
The jailer was shocked, "How, how is it possible? He was fine just now!"
"Who came here just now?" Ling Zhiyan asked.
The jailer was dripping with cold sweat, "Prefect Chi strictly ordered that Wu Zhengli's case is of great importance and must be strictly monitored. No one is allowed to visit without a warrant from Prefect Chi. Besides, I just went out to pick up the two adults. I left less than a quarter of an hour ago. This yamen There is only one road and one entrance to the prison, and we didn’t see anyone at all when we came here!”
"Stop worrying about this, let's see if the person can be saved?" Xia Changshi shouted.
Ling Zhiyan opened Wu Zhengli's eyelids and looked at it, frowning, "Call a doctor quickly - no, call Fang Wuzuo over quickly!"
The jailer ran out with a lantern in hand.
Ling Zhiyan took off the torch from outside the cell, illuminated it inside and outside the cell, then held the special copper lock on the cell and observed it for a while, frowning.
Under the scorching light of the fire, the director of Dali Temple had sharp eyebrows and eyes, just like the glaring Gods and Buddhas in the temple. Xia Changshi did not dare to show his anger and stood far away.
Soon, Yu Cheng arrived with Fang Ke.
Fang Ke quickly felt his pulse and inserted silver needles into several large acupoints of Wu Zhengli. Wu Zhengli still had no reaction, so Fang Ke clicked his tongue and said, "It's a fake death medicine."
Ling Zhiyan: "What is the fake death drug?"
Fang Ke quickly rummaged around in the big wooden box with his hands, "The fake death medicine is also called the golden cicada's shell. After taking it, it can make people lose their breath and heartbeat, as if they are dead. The effect of the medicine can last ten to twelve hours. Once the effect of the medicine wears off, the breath will no longer Once the heartbeat is restored, the person can be resurrected.”
Ling Zhiyan: "But Wu Zhengli's breathing and heartbeat are normal, he is just unconscious."
"Because he only took half of the dose of the drug to fake death. After taking it, his heartbeat and breathing were normal, and he lost consciousness, as if he was asleep. But -" Fang Ke pulled out a leather tube two fingers thick and three feet long. There is also something similar to a horse bit. "After this point, if you don't wake up, you can't eat or drink, and you will eventually starve to death."
Ling Zhiyan and Xia Changshi were immediately shocked.
"Fortunately, he didn't take the fake death medicine for long, so he can still be saved." Fang Ke motioned to the jailer, "Call two jailers to come over and help."
One jailer pressed down Wu Zhengli's legs, and another jailer pressed down Wu Zhengli's arms. He immediately removed Wu Zhengli's chin, fixed Wu Zhengli's mouth with a "horse bit", and asked the jailer to help connect the horse bit and Wu Zhengli. After fixing his neck, he grabbed the leather tube and stuffed it into Wu Zhengli's throat with a swishing sound. Wu Zhengli's hands and feet began to tremble. The faces of the two jailers were not good-looking, and the jailer's face turned pale. He wondered what kind of fatal punishment this was, it was too terrifying.
The leather tube went down for more than a foot. Fang Ke pulled out a long porcelain bottle from the big wooden box and poured the liquid in the bottle into the leather tube. Wu Zhengli jumped up and his whole body twitched wildly. The four of them couldn't hold it down at all. , Ling Zhiyan hurriedly stepped forward to help suppress Wu Zhengli's shoulders. At this moment, Fang Ke's eyes flashed, and he shouted, "Let go, get out of the way!" He suddenly pulled out the leather tube, and Wu Zhengli threw himself forward, ow With one sound, he spat out the colorful flowers all over the ground.
The jailer and the jailer vomited without a sound. Xia Changshi covered his mouth with his sleeves and his face was pale. Ling Zhiyan held her nose and suppressed nausea. Only Fang Ke's face remained normal. She dragged Wu Zhengli aside, checked it carefully, and nodded. "Eighty percent of it was spit out, which is very good."
Xia Changshi: "This kind of detoxification method is completely unheard of. I dare to ask Fang Wuzuo, what's the point?"
"It's very particular. I've seen farmers use a similar method to clean the stomachs of poisoned livestock before." Fang Che rolled up his sleeves and slapped Wu Zhengli hard on the face. There was a snap that made Xia Changshi tremble in fright. , “I’ve never had the chance to test it on people—it’s strange, you’re not awake yet?”
Fang Ke slapped Wu Zhengli hard on the face four or five more times. Wu Zhengli's face became swollen, and Fang Ke was also very tired. Wu Zhengli groaned twice, tilted his head and fell to the ground.
Xia Changshi: "Fang, Fang Wuzuo...he can't..."
Was he killed by you?
Fang Ke pulled out another porcelain bottle and poured the liquid inside into Wu Zhengli's mouth. "Although this man behaves like an animal, his body is still human after all. He will probably faint for a day."
Xia Changshi: "..."
Just now he seemed to hear Fang Wuzuo swearing seriously.
Ling Zhiyan frowned: "Really..."
"It's good that he's not dead. Give him some water after six hours, otherwise he won't survive." Fang Ke stood up, picked up the big wooden box, walked to Ling Zhiyan, paused in his steps, and lowered his voice, "Wu Zhengli There was no damage in the mouth before, indicating that he drank the fake death drug himself."
Ling Zhiyan: "Wu Zhengli did not have the container of the fake death medicine on his body. Someone must have taken it away. The person who took the container was the person who delivered the medicine to him."
Fang Ke: "Either he knew what he was drinking and wanted to die, or he was deceived."
Ling Zhiyan's eyes flashed, "No matter what the situation is, the person delivering the medicine must be someone whom Wu Zhengli trusts very much."
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After Hua Canjun and his party left Wu's cloth shop in a mighty manner, shopkeeper Yu sat down on the ground in shock, sweating all over his body.
His hunch was right, and the account book saved his life.
There were footsteps outside the door, and a group of people walked into the cloth shop against the light. The leader turned out to be the head of the Yidu Hua family, Hua Ermu.
Shopkeeper Yu stared blankly as Hua Ermu walked around in the cloth shop leisurely, found an empty seat and sat down. He motioned to the accompanying boy to bring tea, took a sip and said:
"Shopkeeper Yu, right? I see that your shop is well managed, how about you consider cooperating with Hua?"
Shopkeeper Yu was dumbfounded for half a cup of tea before he jumped up, approached diligently, put on a smile and said, "I'd like to hear the details.":,,
