The next morning, Su Xiaolou was having morning tea leisurely in the lobby of the inn. The fat man walked over, kicking his old pudding shoes, as if he was sleepy, sat down on the bench, touched an egg, and said, He knocked on the table with a "pop!"
"Boss, when are we going to the salt warehouse?"
When Su Xiaolou saw this group of people, he remembered what he paid for them yesterday, and said angrily: "We'll wait for the money boss to send someone to pick us up.
Seeing that everyone had arrived, Su Xiaolou explained: "Xiucai and Lu Datong will come with me later. You guys will observe in secret and remember the location of the salt warehouse. Xiong Er, Blind Man and Uncle Huang are responsible for keeping an eye on the salt." In the warehouse, others secretly follow Boss Qian and report to me in time if there is any change."
"Yes! Boss!"
"Boss, I want to go to the salt warehouse with you!"
"No! You don't want to! I am playing the role of a young master from an aristocratic family today, and your patched shoes will affect my image today."
"..." The fat man looked resentful.
A few people were chatting after dinner when the inn's waiter came to report that Boss Qian's carriage had stopped outside the inn. He came quite early. It seemed that Su Xiaolou's performance yesterday was not bad. Boss Qian already believed it. .
"Xiucai and Lu Datong, let's go first. You guys will follow later so you don't get discovered."
As soon as Su Xiaolou left the door of the inn, the groom on the carriage came up to him and said with a sorry smile: "Mr. Jia, our boss Qian specially told you that if you haven't had a good breakfast, please ask me to wait for you for a while. Don't be in a hurry."
"We've had breakfast, let's go!"
"Okay! I'll help you get on the carriage." Su Xiaolou nodded, stepped on the carriage and got on. Xiucai and Lu Datong also got on the carriage. Although the carriage was not big, it was three big men. It doesn't feel crowded even when you sit on it.
"Drive!" The carriage began to move forward with a rumble, and the group set off to Boss Qian's salt warehouse. On the way, Su Xiaolou asked casually: "Is your boss's salt warehouse far away?"
"It's still a bit far away. Our boss's salt warehouse is quite big. It's hard to find such a big salt warehouse in the city, so it's a bit remote."
After hearing this, Su Xiaolou began to close his eyes and rest. The noise along the way became more and more distant, and the chirping of birds became more and more loud. The carriage drove for almost half an hour and then stopped at a dilapidated factory. There were several other people nearby. There is an abandoned house, surrounded by weeds. There is no one to guide the way here, so I can't find it. I don't know if the losers in Su Xiaolou have followed.
Next to a carriage behind the factory door, Boss Qian was leading the warehouse manager Hou. When he saw Su Xiaolou's carriage coming, he immediately came up to greet her.
"Master Jia, you are here. The road here is uneven. Please get off the carriage slowly and be careful not to get bumped."
Su Xiaolou responded and stepped forward to say hello: "Boss Qian, you're welcome."
"Steward Wang, go and open the door!" He turned to Su Xiaolou, nodded and stretched out a hand: "Master Jia, please come inside!"
"Boss Qian, you're welcome!" Su Xiaolou said, dusted off his clothes, and walked in without being polite at all. He knew how to behave like a noble son of a powerful family.
"Master Jia, please come here. This warehouse is very dusty. Don't get your luxurious clothes dirty."
"It's just a piece of clothing, what a pity!" Su Xiaolou looked around and saw that the salt warehouse was quite clean, with all the measures taken to prevent moisture, snakes, insects and ants. Jiangnan was about to enter the rainy season. Shangjiangnan itself is warm and humid, prone to cockroaches and rats, so the maintenance of the warehouse is very important. It seems that the boss Qian has been doing this for several years.
Lu Datong looked around like a country bumpkin who had never seen the market before. He squatted in front of a wooden shelf and stared at it for a long time: "Who dropped the leftover steamed buns here?"
Manager Wang, who had followed Boss Qian, looked over and quickly pulled Lu Datong away: "Little brother, you don't want to touch this. This is a mouse catcher. If you clamp it, you can't pull it out. This bun is poisoned."
Lu Datong hurried away after hearing this.
Everyone moved to another warehouse nearby and heard a tigress roaring: "I count to three, three, two..."
Immediately afterwards, a disheveled middle-aged man rushed out and ran forward in a very embarrassed manner. Behind him, a woman holding a big knife fiercely chased after her. When she almost caught up, she swung a big knife and pointed it at the man. call.
At the critical moment, Manager Wang shouted: "Stop!"
The man turned his head and accidentally stepped on some gravel on the ground and fell to the ground. The long knife flew into the air, and he couldn't hold back his strength and inserted it between the man's legs.
"Bah..."
Su Xiaolou and the others' eyes widened, and they took a deep breath in unison. What a painful realization...
The middle-aged man's blood surged and his hair stood on end. He rolled his eyes and fainted. The woman looked carefully and saw that he was fine! fine! The source of happiness was still there. He breathed a sigh of relief and stepped forward to roll up his sleeves and pinch the man. The man suddenly twitched and his whole body came to his senses.
"Da Lang! Does it hurt? I'll give you some medicine later!"
Dalang? This name gives people a feeling that they will not live long.
Boss Qian frowned and asked, "What's going on!"
The middle-aged man with a smile on his face touched the back of his head, a blush appeared on his face, and said embarrassedly: "I made you laugh, this is my mother-in-law, and we occasionally talk about love when we are bored guarding the warehouse. , talk about love!”
Boss Qian's face was full of shock: "Talk about love? I think you were about to be hacked to death. You two almost couldn't talk about love at all."
"My mother-in-law said, spanking means kissing and scolding means loving. If you don't love enough, just kick."
"..."
Su Xiaolou thought of the little explosive bag with natural supernatural power at home and Yue Qingyan, who was an expert in martial arts. From now on, he would talk to him so fiercely about love every now and then. Su Xiaolou broke into a cold sweat thinking of this. After coming down, it turns out that his father has a good taste. To marry a wife, you have to find a gentle and virtuous wife. Otherwise, he will chop you with a knife at every turn, and you will die young easily.
As the saying goes, Zhou Yu beat Huang Gai, and one was willing to beat and the other was willing to suffer. Boss Qian couldn't care so much about the affairs between the couple, so he didn't blame them. He just let them go as long as they managed the warehouse well.
Boss Qian laughed and said, "Mr. Jia is laughing! The couple used to be members of the escort team. They have some basic kung fu and like to play around."
"This is also human nature, human nature!"
The scholar also said next to him: "I shouldn't be surprised. My parents also want to fight eight hundred times a day, and every time they are fighting at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed."
"Eight hundred times?" Su Xiaolou asked curiously: "Is your father still alive now?"
"Just live on!"
"..."
