Two days later, wooden stakes were finally built around the old racecourse. In this way, even if bandits wanted to rob the village, they would have to think carefully.
As a decoration designer in his previous life, Xu Mu had many ways to make the entire winery and village more architectural.
"Chen Sheng, take more tall wood these days."
To the left and right, there are many trees to the north of the old racecourse, but it takes some effort to hammer the trees.
"What does the boss want to do?"
"Build an archery tower." Xu Mu smiled lightly.
If it were a peaceful time, there would be no need to do this, but now we are in troubled times. Not to mention other things, the gang of bandits on the old mountain to the north are enough to pose a threat.
With the archery tower, you can not only climb high and take a look, but also shoot bows to drive away enemies from a bird's eye view, which often gets twice the result with half the effort.
"Master, are we building a village or a camp?" Chen Sheng asked suspiciously.
"Of course it's a winery, but it's always right to be prepared."
"Then... listen to my boss."
"Chen Sheng, I will go to Wangzhou City later. I will leave the affairs of the village to you first. Remember, if bandits come, immediately close the door of the village and let out smoke."
"Master, I know."
Xu Mu nodded and only asked Si Hu to take a simple knife, leaving the rest to Chen Sheng and others. Including the seven or eight retail investors, there are more than a dozen people in the entire village. Unless there are large-scale bandits, the old racecourse is still safe.
"Si Hu, get in the car."
Si Hu proudly raised the knife and pulled at his belt a few times before inserting it in with a grin.
"Hurry up."
Si Hu laughed twice before getting on the carriage.
After the carriage drove some distance away, Xu Mu turned his head and looked at the thin figure that gradually blurred in front of Zhuangzi, getting smaller and smaller until it disappeared on the horizon.
Along the way, the carriage drove very fast. At noon, after 40 miles of flat plains, we arrived at the gate of Wangzhou City.
"Brother Mu, what are you doing in the city?"
"Ask something."
As he said that, Xu Mu frowned. Not far from the city gate, a stickman was standing bored. After seeing him, he immediately paled and ran back in a hurry.
"Si Hu, walk along the road to the Yamen."
They were not afraid of thieves stealing, but they were worried that thieves would miss him. Ma Guaizi and the others probably regarded him as a thorn in their side.
…
As Xu Mu thought, the stickman who was watching at the city gate almost broke his leg and finally ran back to the old alley, panting heavily.
"What? Have you really seen that shepherd boy?" Ma Guaizi gritted his teeth and suddenly stood up from the wine table.
"I've known him for a long time. He is really Brother Mu."
Ma Guaizi turned around with a grin and looked at the two people at the wine table. One was the murderer holding a wine glass, and the other was the wealthy gentleman with an angry look on his face.
"Master Lu just said that he wanted to get the formula. What a coincidence. Mu Zaizi has entered the city this time, so he will stay here."
The rich gentry known as Master Lu also had a look of extreme hatred, "Gui'er said before that a certain family has obtained Zui Tianxian's prescription. For every jar sold, you two will get one tael of silver."
"If someone touches something that shouldn't be touched, just cut off their hands." Sha Pozi also stood up, with a ferocious smile on her wrinkled old face.
"Ma'er, send a few people to stab his horse. As long as he stays in Wangzhou City tonight, he will die!"
Ma Guaizi couldn't stop laughing. He personally ordered a few strong stickmen and won another two taels of silver.
"Young bastard, you thief, you are waiting for three swords and six holes today!"
At this moment, Xu Mu, who was still in Fugui Restaurant, was still discussing the deposit with Zhou Fu.
"Fifty taels?" Zhou Fu looked slightly unhappy.
"Master Xu, this is a bit big. You don't live in the city now."
"Sitong Old Racecourse, I have an official notarization. Besides, Shopkeeper Zhou, you have also seen it. Where can I collect food around Wangzhou City now?"
"What does Master Xu mean?"
"Go to Hezhou and collect more in one round. At least for a month or two, the supply to Fugui Restaurant will not be interrupted."
Zhou Fu was silent for a while, and looked back from time to time, looking at the crowd of drinkers. Finally, he concealed his displeasure, counted a bag of silver, and slowly placed it on the table.
"This money will be used as a bet by a certain family. If you die, it will be considered as a sacrifice—"
"If I hadn't died, Shopkeeper Zhou would have made a fortune."
Zhou Fu rarely showed a smile, "If they didn't know the skills of Master Xu, a certain family would not believe it. Half a month ago, Master Xu was still a stickman in the old alley."
"Easy to say."
"Come here, serve some food and wine to Master Xu."
Xu Mu sat calmly, with a calm expression on his face. He could guess that Zhou Fu must have heard something.
To the left and right of Wangzhou City, as soon as the sky darkens, it is the world of the dog-gun man.
"Brother Mu, the old horse was stabbed!"
Si Hu ran in from the outside in a panic, his hands were covered in blood. The plain knife was obviously sheathed too hastily, and a small part of it was still stuck in his belt.
"Si Hu, sit down and have a drink first."
"Brother Mu, it's getting dark!"
"Sit down and have a drink."
Xu Mu smiled slightly and didn't forget to pour a glass for Si Hu.
The diners at the next few tables suddenly became restless. They hurriedly paid the bill and ran out without thinking about having two more drinks.
Zhou Fu frowned and asked a few boys to carry firewood sticks and stand at the door tremblingly. This was the last moment of betrayal for Xu Mu.
Putting down the wine glass, Xu Mu raised his head with interest and looked at the dark figures in front of Fugui Restaurant.
In the south of the city, in the north of the city, in the east of the city...many stickmen were huddled together, including wine shop clerks in coats and old thugs carrying long sticks on their backs.
"Shopkeeper Zhou, why is this?" Xu Mu asked knowingly, raised his head again, and drank a glass of wine.
"Your method of making money is a bit too fast, which makes many people jealous." Zhou Fu sighed. He preferred a rising star like Xu Mu to working with the old February Spring Liquor Shop.
"Shopkeeper Zhou, please go upstairs. If anything is broken, I, Xu Mu, will pay for it."
Zhou Fu frowned, and after pondering for a while, he finally didn’t want to wade into this muddy water.
"A certain family has betrayed its reputation. Master Xu, you only have time for one stick of incense."
"Thank you." Xu Mu held his hand, his expression still calm.
This look made Zhou Fu's heart tremble for no apparent reason. Before he was stinking of copper, he still liked reading.
The mountain collapsed in front of me, but the color remained unchanged. A deer is running by, but his eyes are not blinking.
If it weren't for living a rough life, who wouldn't want to be a young man in bright clothes and an angry horse, wielding a sword and riding a horse, facing thousands of enemies majestically.
Without realizing it, Zhou Fu silently raised his hands and made a fist-holding salute, then stepped up the stairs with a heavy heart.
"Brother Mu, you are a fool, how dare you come out and take a few steps?"
Outside Fugui Restaurant, Ma Guaizi's hoarse voice rose from the ground.
