This young man's eyes were slender, with a strange light shining in his eyes, and his movements were rough. He did not look like a good person.
However, Lu Ling didn't think too much. Instead, he raised his lips politely at him and reached out to untie the baggage.
The ink sticks in the baggage collided and made a clanging sound.
Haitang came over and was about to take these ink sticks into the warehouse as usual.
Lu Ling also picked up a piece, took a look at it, asked his name, and wanted to record it.
The young man's eyes were staring at Lu Ling's hand, sparkling.
But Lu Ling suddenly stopped writing.
The young man was stunned and quickly asked: "Why don't you write it?"
Lu Ling turned his attention to the pile of ink strips again: "Wait a minute, Haitang!"
Haitang cast a questioning look at Lu Ling.
The young man's face changed quietly, and he asked loudly: "What are you waiting for? Move quickly, I am in a hurry!"
Lu Ling picked up the ink stick, brought it to his nose and smelled it, then carefully looked at the patterns and words on the ink stick, then smiled coldly and said to the young man: "Sorry, I can't give you back the money."
"You... didn't Wenxin Mozhai agree to recycle it at a high price? Why should you recycle it at a high price when others come, but you don't recycle it when I come? Do you want to default on your debt?" the young man asked loudly.
Lu Ling pushed a large bag of ink sticks towards the young man and said calmly: "I, Wen Xin Ink Studio, have said this. But we only recycle what is produced in my Lu family's workshop, not what you have in your hands."
"You mean the ink stick in my hands is not your Lu family's property?" The young man opened his eyes wide and stared at Lu Ling, as if he was trying to scare Lu Ling.
"No." Lu Ling didn't even look at him.
"Hey, you want to default on your debt! This ink strip has the words 'Wenxin Mozhai' and 'Wu Yujue' printed on it. Who doesn't know that this is the logo of your Lu family?"
He took a piece of ink and smashed it on the counter, making a clanging sound, and Haitang standing next to him was startled.
Someone immediately stopped outside the shop to watch the excitement.
Lu Ling sneered, raised his head again, his face was already downcast, and his tone changed when he spoke again.
"Do you really think that my Lu family has no one, or do you look down on me, Lu Ling, and think that I, Lu Ling, am blind or stupid? Will I not even be able to recognize the ink sticks produced by the Lu family?"
The young man was not frightened by Lu Ling's sudden change of expression. Instead, he took advantage of his being taller than Lu Ling, puffed out his chest, picked up the ink stick again, pointed at the logo on it, and said sternly: "This belongs to your Lu family. Sign, you just can’t come up with money and want to default on your debt!”
As he spoke, he pointed out the logo on the ink strip to the spectators.
Passers-by looked at it one by one and said, "The sign above belongs to the Lu family, right?"
They looked up at Lu Ling and thought to themselves: This girl must have spent too much money in the past two days. Now she has no money and wants to default on her debt!
Lu Ling looked at everyone's suspicious eyes and the young man's proud expression, and said to Haitang: "Call Shopkeeper Xu."
The young man stood by the door with his arms folded, and said proudly: "You just want to default on the debt, so why don't you call me shopkeeper Xu? It's no use calling me, the King of Heaven."
Lu Ling said coldly: "If you want to make money from my Lu family so much, I will make you regret it."
The young man's heart skipped a beat, but he soon regained his complacent expression and said, "Master, wait, you must return my money to me today!"
Those watching the excitement at the door of the shop were also waiting there, wanting to know the consequences of the incident.
Shopkeeper Xu came out of the warehouse at the back, already holding an ink stick in his hand, while Haitang held two inkstones with half a spoonful of water on each side.
When the young man saw this, he quickly put down his holding hands and asked, "What do you want to do?"
Shopkeeper Xu stood at the door and said to the crowd and young people outside: "Someone actually imitated my Lu family's ink sticks and wanted to defraud them of money. Today I will let everyone see the difference between my Lu family's ink sticks and other people's ink sticks." .”
Passer-by: "They look obviously the same!"
"Tch, this is just a pretense!"
Lu Ling just stood there quietly, looking at the young man.
The young man still had that proud look on his face, but his hands subconsciously tightened. He didn't notice it himself, but Lu Ling did.
Shopkeeper Xu picked up the Lu family's ink stick and said to everyone: "This is the ink stick from our Wenxin Ink Studio. You may not know that after our ink stick is opened for the first time, a deer pattern will appear at the bottom.
"Furthermore, my Lu family's ink sticks contain storax, which other workshops do not add. It is hidden in the ink sticks. It needs to be ground three times or more before the fragrance of storax appears.
"Since this young man said that the ink sticks he brought were produced by our Lu family, let's prove it on the spot."
After that, Haitang began to grind the ink sticks that the young man brought, while shopkeeper Xu polished the ink sticks from the Lu family.
When the young man saw this, his face turned slightly red, and more cold sweat oozed from his palms.
He thought to himself: What a bullshit deer logo, what the hell styrax, the person who helped him imitate the ink strips didn’t say anything about it!
Everyone opened their eyes and watched the two people grinding ink.
After a while, a small layer of the ink stick in Haitang's hand was rubbed off. She handed it to passers-by and let them take a look and smell it.
The passerby frowned and shook his head: "There is no deer pattern!"
"It doesn't smell like styrax!"
"I seem to smell the smell of a stinking ditch..."
The young man was anxious and rushed over to grab the ink stick in Haitang's hand. He glared at everyone: "What nonsense are you talking about?!"
Butler Xu then presented the Lu family's ink sticks that he had polished to everyone.
Before it even reached their nose, someone exclaimed in surprise: "Hey, it smells really good!"
Butler Xu lifted the bottom of the ink strip again, and someone else exclaimed: "It really is a deer pattern!"
Everyone understood what was going on and turned their disdainful eyes to the young man.
The young man's face suddenly turned red from his forehead to the root of his neck.
But how could he admit it? He stepped forward and grabbed the baggage, and said with evasive eyes: "You Wenxin Mo Studio just don't want to give me my money back. I admit defeat today and don't want to argue with you..."
As he said this, he took the opportunity to run away.
"Stop!" Lu Ling suddenly shouted loudly.
The young man paused for a moment, turned his head and glanced at Lu Ling's face, his eyes turning rapidly.
He puffed up his chest again, trying to intimidate Lu Ling again.
Lu Ling only thought it was ridiculous and said sternly: "You are jealous when you see money, and you want to do such opportunistic things, but you have really offended the wrong person! I said I will make you regret it! Someone, arrest him !”
The young man panicked and threw the baggage in his hand into the crowd.
The crowd hurriedly turned aside, and the young man took the opportunity to sneak into the gap, and disappeared in the blink of an eye!
Lu Ling's eyebrows narrowed, and he quickly turned out of the counter to give chase without caring that his injuries were not completely healed.
But her steps were small and her strength was weak, so she couldn't catch up.
The guys also poked their heads here and there to find the young man, but to no avail for a long time.
Lu Ling was so angry that a little blood came out of his usually pale cheeks.
Haitang stamped her feet beside her: "Damn it, let him run away!"
Lu Ling felt uneasy when he suddenly heard a scream.
Everyone followed the sound and saw that the opportunistic young man was being carried over by a tall and mighty man like a chicken, with a wailing sound coming from his mouth.
The tall and mighty man smiled at Lu Ling and said, "Madam, I'll help you catch him!"
