"Yes! Mr. Zhang's nickname is "Poison Hand Shura", and he was ranked 54th on the list of people thirty years ago.
These are what I heard personally from the fifth-grade silver medal catcher surnamed Miao who came from the headquarters in Zhongdu. "
Dong Cheng answered while roasting mutton for Yang Jin.
"Yang Jin's appetite is so big that neither she nor he can bake it!
Seeing Yang Jin chewing a bunch of skewers, he just swallowed them in his stomach, looking like a hungry ghost reincarnated.
I really can’t see how his thin body can hold so much! "
Yang Jin's appetite once again refreshed Dong Cheng's understanding of rice bowls. He never expected that such a thin and frail Yang Jin could eat so much!
"Brother Dong, do you know why this old man was called "Poison Hand Shura" by people in the martial arts world back then?"
"Brother, when you ask this, you are really asking my brother. I don't know much about Mr. Zhang!"
Dong Cheng shook his head and continued: "This old man became famous more than thirty or forty years ago.
It has been almost thirty years since he retired to the world and lived in seclusion in Pingyang City.
Brother, I am only in my early forties this year. I was only a teenager more than thirty years ago. How could I know these things?
The true identity of Mr. Zhang was only recently learned from Mr. Miao. "
When Yang Jin saw that Dong Cheng didn't know the details about Zhang Youfu, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed in his heart, but he didn't show it at all on his face.
Dong Cheng is about to be a candidate for his No. 4 tool man, and now is the time when he needs to come in handy. Of course, he cannot dampen Dong Cheng's enthusiasm.
"Brother Dong, I have to trouble you for a while!
We are moving to He Mansion in the east of the city tonight. We will leave soon after eating, and we have to ask Brother Dong to escort us for a ride! "
Since Dong Cheng is required to be a tool, Yang Jin will certainly not treat him as a boss. Naturally, he should be used to command, command, and be trained.
"Brother, you are living well in this Shenzaomen Yamen, why do you suddenly want to move out?
Is there something you don't like about living here, or is it someone bullying you?
If so, tell me and my brother will solve it for you right away! "
"No! None of these!
The reason why I moved out was only for my personal reasons and had nothing to do with anyone else.
It was because the companions I had begged with before had no house to live in, so I troubled Mr. Zhang to find the house in He Mansion in the east of the city.
We have been living together since childhood, and now that they want to live there, I naturally want to move there and live together! "
"Where is the house in the east of the city? Which house is that?"
Dong Cheng was a little strange, and suddenly realized where Yang Jin was talking about He Mansion in the east of the city.
He asked Yang Jin: "Brother, the He Mansion in the east of the city you are talking about is not the He Mansion that was wiped out by the "Pink Butterfly Prince" Dai Zhiguang, right?
How did you come up with the idea of moving to that place?
A lot of people have died in this place, and the evil spirit is too strong, which is unlucky!
Brother, listen to my brother's advice and don't live there..."
Yang Jin looked at Dong Cheng, the newly minted No. 4 tool man, and sighed.
"To be honest, Dong Cheng, apart from being a bit powerful and tactful, is really a good person and considerate of his friends.
Isn't it a little too inhumane for me to use him so darkly? "
It's just that this idea only flashed through Yang's mind, and was thrown away without a trace by him without even making waves.
"Mr. Yang has always made mistakes in his actions, and he has never let them go!
Dong Cheng is a good person. At worst, when using him in the future, we can relax the standards and leave more room.
If Dong Cheng is unlucky and doesn't have a strong character, and he is really played to death by himself accidentally, the worst thing he can do is put more incense and burn some paper on him in the future! "
Seeing Dong Cheng ask about the reason for moving to He Mansion, Yang Jin naturally told him the same excuses she had told Zhang Youfu before.
At this moment, Yang wanted to create a great image of a man who values love and justice and repays his kindness to his great husband, so he had no choice but to become possessed by the actor again and start preparing for drama again.
I heard him say affectionately: "Brother Dong, thank you for thinking about me, brother, but little brother, I have to move out!
Brother, I, Brother He of the Menghan Mountain Sword Sect, have not given up. Not only have we become sworn friends with him, but I have also been taught some martial arts by him.
Coupled with the fact that Brother Dong is a man of great loyalty and promises, and with the care of Brother He and Brother Dong, I finally got a job as an errand in the Shenzhen Sect and got paid.
I can say that I have no worries about food and drink now, but in the past, I took great care of me. Those companions who begged for food with me and were beaten did not have a way to earn a living?
So after I had no worries about food and clothing, I wanted to find a place for them to live.
Then we will try to find a way to make a living for them, so that they can have enough to eat and not be hungry, and have clothes to wear and not be afraid of the cold.
Only in this way can I, my little brother, be able to live with my conscience!
Although He Mansion in the east of the city had just experienced a major murder case that wiped out the whole family, at least this place can provide shelter from wind and rain, keep warm and shelter!
What's more, you can live for free, no money required.
Besides, the murderer "Pink Butterfly Man" Dai Zhiguang is already dead, so there is no taboo!
Brother Dong, brother, I have lived in ruined temples and yizhuang before. Sometimes I was chased by others and even stayed in mass graves for more than one night.
Having slept with dead people, there is nothing to be taboo about.
Before I met Brother He and Brother Dong, I was either bullied or hungry every day.
I have been chased by dogs all day long, and I have never suffered anything.
If it weren't for my companions protecting me, I would have died eight times.
Now that my life is better and I have hope, I can't be ungrateful. I just want to live a happy and relaxed life.
But he completely forgot about them and threw them aside.
No matter whether they live or die, I just want to live my own little life! …”
At the end of Yang Jin's speech, there was a faint sound of crying, which was very touching.
The acting skills are so fake and real, the emotions come up at the spur of the moment, and the tears come at the spur of the moment.
"Brother, I didn't expect you to be a man at such a young age. I admire you!"
What Yang Jin said was so miserable and miserable that even Dong Cheng, the deputy chief of the catchment sect who had seen big winds and waves, was a little moved when he heard it. He couldn't help feeling sour in his heart and sore in his eyes.
“Brother, you are kind!
No wonder He Shaoxia from the Hanshan Sword Sect has become a brother of the opposite sex with you, and Senior Liang Yunxiao and Mr. Zhang both favor you!
Brother, everyone likes your character of being affectionate, repaying kindness, and never forgetting your roots!
You brother, I recognize you as my brother today!
From now on, your business, brother, is my business, brother!
If you have anything to do in the future, just ask, as long as I can do it, brother, I won’t say anything! …”
Yang Jin looked at Vice President Dong who was slapping his chest and arresting the head, knowing that the performance he just performed with great emotion and emotion, as if he was possessed by a movie king, was not in vain.
Dong Cheng, Vice President Dong arrests this number four tool man, take it down!
Dong Cheng asked again: "Brothers, you have a place to live now, but how will you and them live in the future?
You can't just go out to beg for food, or rely on your meager salary to support them, right?
These are not enough! "
Yang Jin did not answer directly, but gestured with the mutton skewers in front of Dong Cheng's eyes and asked, "Brother, what do you think of the roasted mutton I made?"
"Not bad! Brother, the lamb you roasted is really good!"
Dong Cheng gave a thumbs up and praised: "Brother, although my position is small and my martial arts skills are not high, I am still a figure in Pingyang City and I am a master I have seen before.
But I have never tasted mutton that is so crispy on the outside, tender on the inside, crispy and soft, plump and juicy like the one you roasted. You can even swallow it with your tongue after one bite.
Brother, you don’t want them to sell roast mutton, do you? "
Dong Cheng finally realized what Yang Jin was going to do.
"Brother, what do you think of my idea?"
"That's a good idea!"
Dong Cheng thought about it seriously and said: "It's just that this mutton is something only rich people can afford.
And just barbecuing is a bit too monotonous. If you can't host banquets, the profit will not be big.
And it seems that this thing can only be sold at noon and evening, but there is a curfew after the second watch in the evening. Except for a limited number of neighbors who do not have a curfew, there is no one on the street!
And opening a restaurant also requires capital and store space, right?
There are also people like chefs, accountants, waiters, and handymen who take care of the business.
But these things are available, brother, do you have them? "
Yang Jin smiled and said: "Brother is worrying too much. My younger brother just set up a stall for them and never thought about opening a restaurant.
And it doesn't just sell roasted lamb, it also sells other food, such as some haggis, pig offal and so on.
It doesn’t cost much, and it doesn’t require a chef or accounting office.
What I ask them to do is small business, and they can sell it by setting up a stall on the street. "
Dong Cheng was a little suspicious: "Haggis offal, pig offal, these things smell unusually fishy, will anyone eat them?"
"Brother, you don't know what to do now. The smell made by others is so fishy that you can't eat it.
But brother, I have a way to make these things delicious and delicious!
It just so happens that all the mutton has been eaten now, so we will go to He Mansion in the east of the city and buy some haggis, pig offal, etc. on the way. I will cook a meal for my eldest brother to try.
By the way, I'll buy some mutton, pork, etc. My companions may not have had dinner yet.
When the time comes, make some food for them together and teach them how to make these things.
If there is no problem, I will let them set up the stall in the next two days! "
Yang Jin threw away the bamboo stick in his hand and extinguished the charcoal fire with one kick. Seeing that Su Rou had packed everything up, he pulled Dong Chengcheng to leave.
But Dong Cheng said: "It's too troublesome to buy something on the way. I can just go to the yamen kitchen and get some!"
Yang Jin pretended to be polite, "Brother, isn't this not good?"
"It doesn't matter. Although my brother is just a small eighth-grade head catcher in the Shen catcher sect, he still has the right to eat a few more pieces of meat..."
"Then I'll trouble my brother..."
"..."
Yang Jin carefully inspected the extinguished charcoal fire, picked up the baggage that Su Rou had packed aside, and waited for Dong Cheng to come over with a full sack, and then they walked out of the Shenzhen Gate together.
