Qinglang stayed in Heisong Valley to practice, while Wei Qiqi left Laoya Ridge and went to Xinyang Town to meet Butler Deng of Zhao Mansion and ask for the three hundred taels of silver he promised.
North of Shangguan Bridge, the side door of Zhao's Mansion was ajar, and a short old servant was leaning against the wall, basking in the sun, pounding his head like a chicken pecking at rice. Wei Shiqi stepped forward, coughed slightly, and said, "My father-in-law, do you dare to ask if Butler Deng is in the house?"
There was a sudden sound in his ears, and the old servant was startled. He hurriedly opened his eyes and saw a strong man standing in front of him, wearing a new soap-colored cloth. He was tall and tall, blocking the light and unable to see the other person clearly. s face. He was dozing off comfortably when someone woke him up. He felt a little unhappy and said in an old-fashioned way: "Young man, stand far away and don't block my sunshine!"
Wei Shiqi was stunned for a moment. He felt that this sentence sounded familiar. After thinking about it carefully, he found the source. He was a little surprised and asked carefully: "What is your surname?"
"The surname is Di? Who's surname is Di? No one in Xinyang Town is surnamed Di!"
Wei Shiqi knew that he was too smart and thought wrong. The other party spoke very hastily. The servants of rich businessmen are mixed, good and bad. It is unlucky to encounter such a thing. He turned sideways and stepped back half a step to let out the sunlight, and asked patiently: "May I ask if Butler Deng is in the house?"
The old servant looked him up and down and asked, "Who are you?"
"I am a hunter from Laoya Ridge nearby..."
The old servant picked at the eye mucus from the corners of his eyes and said disdainfully: "Who is Butler Deng? Can you see him if you want?" After that, he closed his eyes and continued to doze off.
The king of hell is easy to meet, but the kid is difficult to deal with. When faced with this situation, if it were Mulian, he would definitely blush, hesitate and be speechless, turn around and leave with tears in his eyes; if it were Lao Liutou, he would accompany him With a smile on his face, he would continue to stalk and say a lot of good things; if it were Yue Zhilan, he would probably stuff a small piece of silver without any fuss and beg the other party to spare no effort and give a labor announcement; if it were Deng Shouyi, , maybe he would proclaim the Buddha Amitayus, and then the old servant would have a splitting headache, vomiting and diarrhea, and he would come to his senses and kneel down to beg for mercy.
Wei Shiqi laughed and said: "Steward Deng's grandson is seriously ill and urgently needs bear bile medicine. I'll send it to him right away. You can't afford it if you miss his care."
The old servant jumped up, spitting everywhere, and cursed: "You bastard, you heard a few rumors and dared to deceive me! Let me tell you, my son only found a piece of bear bile after he was born and died, and he has already given it to the little basket to cook medicine. Come on, your illness has healed, which time will it be your turn to offer the treasure! Come on, hurry up, before you stop talking and beat me with a stick!"
The amount of information was too great - the old servant was Yue Zhilan's father, Butler Deng's grandson was nicknamed Little Basket, and the golden-backed bear's bile was indeed suitable for medicine - Wei Shiqi also realized that he had thought wrong just now, the King of Hell is so easy to see. Difficult to deal with, if it were Yue Zhilan who was in this situation, he would definitely say with great grievance: "Dad, why don't you let me see Butler Deng!"
"Dad, who are you talking to?" A man walked out from the side door, dressed as a strong servant, it was Yue Zhilan.
"Brother-in-law, it's me. I'm here to see Butler Deng, but the father-in-law won't inform me."
Yue Zhilan was shocked when he heard his words seemed to be filled with resentment. He knew that Butler Deng valued this hunter very much, and Deng Shouyi also had a good impression of him. His father always had a bad mouth and said unpleasant things, so he must have offended him. He immediately took a few steps forward, stood in front of the old servant, and said with a smile: "Wherever I am, Butler Deng has already given instructions. If Brother Wei comes, there is no need to notify him, just go in and see him directly."
"Brother Yue is so polite. I wonder if Butler Deng is free now?"
"Just now, the old man was checking the accounts in the accounting room. Brother Wei is coming with me." He invited Wei Shiqi into the house, turned around and winked at his father, and hurriedly followed. The old servant was a little embarrassed, scratched his head, and muttered a few words.
The two walked through the sedan hall and headed north along the dark east corridor. At the end, they turned right and came to the East Garden, where the chrysanthemums were in full bloom, colorful and swaying.
Yue Zhilan said euphemistically: "Brother Wei, my father has such a bad temper. Please forgive me and don't take it to heart." He was worried that Wei Shiqi would file a complaint in front of Butler Deng. Although Butler Deng valued him, he didn't take him seriously. I don’t like that dad who talks a lot.
Wei Shiqi smiled and was noncommittal. He knew what Yue Zhilan was worried about.
The two walked out of the East Garden from the Moon Cave Gate and passed by a flat school ground. Ten Nagoin were practicing boxing. Wei Shiqi slowed down and took a few glances. It didn't look like a routine, just some simple punches to sweep the legs and elbows. A powerful knee strike.
Seeing that he was very interested in boxing, Yue Zhilan was moved and said: "This is a martial arts boxing among the border soldiers. It is widely circulated. If Brother Wei is interested, you might as well get this boxing manual to learn more about it."
"Brother Yue, do you have a boxing manual? I would be very grateful if you could give it to me."
Yue Zhilan felt relieved. The martial arts book was not a rare thing. Wei Shiqi wanted to give him a copy as a favor, just to make amends for his father.
The two of them talked and walked, and in no time they arrived outside the accounting room. Yue Zhilan asked him to stay for a while while he stepped forward to report to Deng Zhang.
Deng Zhang waited for Wei Shiqi for more than 20 days without seeing anyone. He guessed that he stayed in Laoya Ridge to dispose of the bear carcass. The bears skin and meat should be fetched at a good price. When he saw him coming, he was very happy and greeted him personally. He came forward, led him into a side hall, took a seat, and ordered the servants to serve tea.
The tea that Butler Deng drank was many times better than tea bricks. It was brewed in a tureen. The tea soup was green and the leaves stood upright. Wei Mingji knew how to drink tea from a tureen. Although his movements were a little clumsy, he did not make any mistakes. This confirmed Deng Zhang's previous guess: if he was really a hunter in the mountains, how could he use a lidded bowl?
Wei Shiqi had not drunk such good tea for a long time. He vaguely remembered that in another world, his only hobby besides studying was to drink light tea.
Deng Zhang exchanged a few pleasantries with him, then got straight to the point and expressed his intention to recruit. Wei Shiqi was about to evade it by saying that "people in the mountains are used to being undisciplined, blah blah blah" when the words rolled around on his tongue and swallowed again. He took the initiative to mention that Master Deng Xian gave him a gift that day in Laoya Ridge. The chance will come to an end on the eighth day of July next year. If he has no luck with the Xiandu Sect, he will come to join Butler Deng again.
Deng Zhang heard Deng Shouyi talk about this, and he appreciated it even more. He did not force it, and encouraged him a few words, and ordered his servants to pay three hundred taels of silver to the accountant, and pack a package and give it to Wei Shiqi.
After another round of tea, Wei Shiqi stood up and left, and Deng Zhang asked Yue Zhilan to see him off on his behalf. After walking out of the Zhao Mansion, the old servant who was dozing in the sun outside the side door was not there. Wei Shiqi had a heavy baggage on his back and a boxing book in his arms. Shi Shiran left Xinyang Town.
