Even though Meng Liangchen was released from prison, he couldn't let his children stay in the prison all the time. Li Chengfu and his younger brothers and He Yanwang were able to make Yang Zhongshan and others shed a layer of epithelium. Liang Chuan just didn't have a good impression of these rogues on the street because of Yang Chun's incident. He taught them a lesson when he had the opportunity and agreed to help each other. Now that he has achieved what he wanted, Yang Zhongshan can't play with him. If you are too cruel, the grievances will be great after the person dies.
Zhaodi made another trip to Xinghua and told Li Chengfu about the situation. Li Chengfu also knew that the four or five little gangsters Yang Zhongshan had nothing to do with the strongmen of Dafu Mountain. They were just trying to give Liang Chuan face. At that time, Yang Zhongshan was also a few people who did not know how to live or die. There were no tigers or monkeys in the mountains to be the kings, so Yang Zhongshan was nothing. Things, even such things don't take him and his brothers seriously. It must have been a long time since he gave them face. Bring them back to make them remember.
After being hung up and beaten for several rounds, several scoundrels tried again and again but couldn't find anything valuable. The most they took was a few pears from Old Man Wang the day before yesterday, and Widow Chen's bellyband the day before yesterday. The only one who is more successful is that Yang Zhongshan led a few younger brothers. After the death of the original eldest brother Yang Xing, he set up his own business and opened a small gambling stall. However, he did not know how to take care of it, nor did he know how to gamble. He could not control the people below. The little brother had too many loopholes. After driving it for a few days, he lost a lot of money, which made Zheng Fucheng scold Yang Zhongshan for being a fool.
After Yang Zhongshan and others were moved into the cell, they were first beaten up by a group of powerful yamen guards. Then, relying on their large numbers, they arranged the cells and wanted to claim eldest brother to dominate. Xinghua Prison was complicated. After a while, there was another fierce conflict. The five people were also weak. They couldn't hold up the table when they encountered the more horizontal ones. The five people punched and kicked and lay on the ground groaning.
For two days, the five of them huddled in the corner of the prison and shivered.
"Yang Zhongshan, get out, you five can leave." He Laogui has been very nervous these days because these five weaklings were beaten too hard by other prisoners. He was afraid of being beaten to death by others. Now I can finally get out.
With their heads lowered, the five men carefully slipped out of the prison amidst the intimidation and threats from other prisoners. Jiang Lizheng and several relatives were waiting for them to come out outside the Yamen. Yang Zhongshan was bullied too hard for several days. As soon as he saw his grandfather getting him out, his grievance suddenly broke out. He hugged his grandfather like a child and started crying.
"In the future, you need to keep your eyes open. Don't think that Fengshan is your world. You have to keep your tail between your legs. If you offend someone I can't deal with, you won't be so lucky!" Jiang Lizheng said earnestly.
Yang Zhongshan was so brainless that he still wanted to take revenge on Liang Chuan, which made Jiang Lizheng pick up a walking stick and chase his brainless grandson fiercely.
Zhaodi informed the people at the county government about Liang Chuan's words. The concierge now knew Zhaodi, and he really knew Zheng Dutou, so he didn't dare to neglect, so he went to inform Zheng Fucheng when he entered the house. Zhaodi came back first before the concierge came back.
Liang Chuan was waiting in the store to recruit his younger brother: "How is it? Have you brought the message?" "Yes, third brother, just a word from you, will they let those gangsters go?"
"Whether we let him go or not is their business. We just have to do our best. We are worthy of them." Liang Chuan said casually.
Liang Chuan still left Ye Xiaochai in the store, but Ye Xiaochai's face was smelly. After hearing Liang Chuan's arrangement, he didn't even reply, pouting with a look of reluctance.
Liang Chuan comforted him: "Don't worry, Xiaochai. Next time these gangsters come to the store to cause trouble for you, it won't be as simple as beating you up. If they are not afraid of death, they can just come. I think Jiang Lizhengbao If you win them for a while, can you protect them for the rest of their lives?"
Ye Xiaochai said: "My boss, Sister Yi and others are learning bamboo weaving from Erhua. I also want to learn. It's too boring to stay in the shop all day."
Liang Chuan said: "Xiaochai, Yi Niang and others don't have the brains like you. If we can find someone suitable for looking after the store, then I won't let you show up here. You will be qualified for more important positions in the future. At present, I only let you Do you want to quit before you even start exercising?"
"Okay, boss, I'll listen to you." Ye Xiaochai said nothing after hearing Liang Chuan's sincerity.
Liang Chuan led Zhaodi back to Fengshan.
Fengshan's attitude towards Liang Chuan seems to be a little different today!
In the past, when the villagers in Fengshan saw Liang Chuan while walking on the road, they didn't recognize him or say hello because of their work. They just took one look and went about their business. Today was different. When the villagers on the road met Liang Chuan, they called out "Sanlang!" affectionately. And it was not just one person, but almost all the villagers.
The faces of the villagers were not affected expressions, but a kind of heartfelt gratitude. As a result, Liang Chuan almost returned gifts to everyone he met. These were villagers with whom he didn't have much contact with each other on weekdays.
Brother Zhao also felt strange that the villagers were so friendly today and said, "Third brother, what good thing have you done? Why are the villagers today so different and more enthusiastic!"
The monk Liang Chuan Zhang Er was confused, scratched the back of his head, and said politely: "I don't know, and I didn't do anything. It's strange."
In a flash, we walked to the construction site of the new house. It was almost noon, and Master Luocheng set up the stove and was cooking soup and rice. Many people lined up in a long line with bowls and chopsticks to prepare meals. When they saw Liang Chuan coming, they immediately put their bowls behind their backs and greeted Liang Chuan.
The food on the ground is very simple. The days when the master works outside are like asceticism. Generally, it is enough to fill the stomach, and few people pay attention to nutritional issues.
I fried a large pot of spring bamboo shoots and a pot of cabbage, but there was no meat in sight. But a sweet smell came to my nose, sweet but not fishy, and the taste was delicious.
"My boss, you came at the right time. Today, the children caught some fresh black-green fish from the stream. They were all jumping around. They all put them into the pot and made soup. I put in a few pieces of tofu. Will my boss make a bowl?" Zhao Fafa saw it. Liang Chuan chuckled and lifted the handle on the pot lid. He saw the thick and snow-white soup sweating in the pot. Several large pieces of finely chopped fish were white and white, with a few bright red wolfberries floating on them. Three or five wolfberries were floating on it. The green onions are perfectly garnished.
"It smells so good! But I'm starving to death and I haven't eaten yet!" Liang Chuan was overjoyed when he saw the pot of fish soup. His throat kept trembling. He took the large porcelain bowl handed over by Zhao Fafa and made a bowl of fish. Soup.
The fish soup was white and scalding hot. Liang Chuan puffed his lips and blew hard for a long time, fearing that the fish soup would burn his mouth. After taking a sip, it was indeed extremely sweet. The taste exploded in my mouth, leaving a mouthful of fragrance.
The food of this era is really uncompromising. Everything is purely natural and delicious. Whether it is produced in the field or from animals, there are no added ingredients and no artificially raised ingredients. Every cell is full of the best essence of food. The taste of a simple pot of fish soup is nature’s gift to mankind.
Zhao Fafa saw Liang Chuan drinking happily and advised: "How does it taste, boss? There is a lot of fish and meat in the pot. Don't just drink the soup, beat up the meat and eat it together. There is too much to finish!"
After drinking the sweet and hot fish soup, fine beads of sweat oozed out from Liang Chuan's forehead. He kept mouthing for a long time and couldn't bear to stop for a long time before he said: "It tastes delicious!"
Everyone originally wanted to be polite to their hosts, thinking that their hosts would look down on the coarse food in their broken pots and pots, but they didn't expect that their hosts didn't put on any airs, took the bowls, filled them with soup, and drank happily. Everyone looked at the host drinking happily, laughing and feeling warm in his heart.
"Master, drink slowly, drink as much as you want from the pot of fish soup, don't burn it!" Zhao Fafa's words made everyone burst into laughter again.
Zhang San sat on a stone, holding a bowl with spring bamboo shoots and cabbage, and started eating with everyone. Everyone looked at their wealthy boss eating the same brown rice as themselves, and they didn't dislike it at all. There was joy on my face, and I suddenly felt that today’s dish was much more fragrant!
"Master Jinyu, it's like this. After my house is built in the village for a while, it will be a school for the children in the village. Writing is a problem for the children. I want to help a group of children and make some sand tables for the children to write on. use!"
Zhao Fafa and the others looked envious, "Master, are you using your own home as a school for the village?"
"It's no big deal to make a small contribution to the village, and there's no loss."
The masters in Luocheng looked at Liang Chuan one by one, with mixed feelings in their hearts. Even though they were working as master craftsmen outside, everyone was polite and did not dare to offend others, but at heart they still worked for others, and studying was the right way. , is the best quality. It would be great if the descendants of my own village could study with peace of mind like the children in Liang Chuan's village, but the craftsmanship of the ancestors cannot be lost. .
Zhao Jinyu said: "Whatever the boss wants to do, just tell me."
Zhao Fafa also joined in and said: "Don't be polite, boss. These boys have a lot of strength, but they have no place to vent after finishing their work. These fish were just taken from the river when they were idle. Doing something is much better than catching fish." .”
"Okay, in that case, you're welcome." Liang Chuan pointed out the shape of the sand table to several carpenters. In particular, this is a lidless wooden box that can hold sand. The wooden wedges are nailed and slightly planed. It can be filled with sand, and a few masters will understand it as soon as they hear it.
"Master, how many children are there in the school?" Zhao Jinyu was asking how many sandboxes to make.
"Baozheng went to tell the people in the village this morning that all the children in the village will come to class!"
What! The children in the whole village looked at Liang Chuan in shock. This village looked much shabbier than theirs in Luocheng, but all the children in the village could study!
