Meeting an old friend at the bottom of the mountain.

The mountain road in Fulong Village was treacherous and narrow, but this road was a straight path in Li Guanqi's eyes.

Li Guanqi already do not know how many times on this road, the village as long as the drink, almost always rely on him to go to the town to beat the wine.

The road down the mountain is very fast, when the sun rises Li Guanqi has been almost to Changxing Town.

Li Guanqi's breath was long, his forehead seeped out some sweat, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly as he looked at Changxing Town a few miles away.

"It's finally here... and it's a lot faster this time."

As the words fell, Li Guanqi's figure instantly shot out as if it was an arrow that had left the string.

Changxing Town, a large town with a population of only two hundred thousand people.

Both sides of the street are full of vendors yelling, the town is particularly lively on the day of the market.

A little girl in a light blue dress looking around, but the dress has been washed white.

Meng Wanshu was carrying rice, flour and oil in her hand, and this time it was only after she had begged for a long time that her parents agreed to let her go down the mountain.

"Uncle, how much is this rice cake?"

"A penny, little girl."

"That cheap? Get me three, no...west blocks."

The little girl muttered and didn't know what she was thinking, her mind unconsciously floating back to that dabbler.

When she thought of that little blind man, Meng Wanshu stomped her foot in exasperation.

"Hmph! That dog's nose of his would have to say I didn't buy it for him if he smelled it."

Soon the old man wrapped the sticky cake in kraft paper.

After receiving it, Meng Wanshu thanked her and happily headed out of town.

Meanwhile, Li Guanqi was still five miles west from Changxing Town, and he didn't know that this time, Meng Wanshu had also gone down the mountain.

Suddenly!

Meng Wanshu heard confused cries of alarm coming from the street behind her.

One could only see a young man with a jade-like face dressed in a gorgeous white and blue brocade robe, his eyes showing some disgust as he stood in place.

With his hands behind his back, he lightly shook his folding fan, his eyes full of arrogance.

Frowning slightly, he occasionally looked at the old man with white hair filled with disgust.

One by one, the servants beside him shielded the teenager in the center, and the West five swarmed over the old man's rice cake stall.

Stomped all those steaming sticky cakes.

The old man's eyes reddened slightly as he knelt on the ground, reaching out to try to shield those rice cakes.

"Don't ... don't step on ... don't step on ... it."

"This...these are newly made!!!"

Bang!

The old man was kicked to the ground by those evil servants, and one of them was even more vicious.

"Old bastard, you want to set up a stall without paying?"

"Don't you know that all this area has been bought by our Zhao family?!!!"

This scene immediately drew a lot of accusations, but the accusations disappeared in no time.

Those servants stared viciously at the person who spoke, and for a while the crowd had to shut up.

Meng Wanshu happened to see from the crowd that the old man who fell to the ground was the one who had just bought rice cakes for himself.

A flash of anger flashed across his face, and he glanced at the teenager, but he couldn't say anything more.

She remembered what the little blind man had said, that it was better to go out and do more than one thing, and that it was true to mind one's own business.

Meng Wanshu knew deep down that she couldn't change anything and sighed so she turned to leave.

But it was this turn that was seen by Zhao Yuanlin!

Originally he was sent by his father to this shithole of a place with quite a lot of grievances, but he did not expect to be able to see a woman with such a good temperament here.

Thirteen years old girl has fallen out of the pavilion, between the eyebrows is more a few points of youthful innocence.

It's not the same as the windbags he usually plays with!

"Dog San, I have my eye on that woman young master, follow me!"

A thieving servant raised his eyes to glance at the distant Meng Wanshu, and was instantly enlightened.

Looking at its dress and the things it holds in its hand, it doesn't look like it's a big family, and this kind of woman with an average family is best handled.

The short and thin dog three bowed his body, and the lewdness could not be hidden even with a smile on his face.

Dog San nodded his head repeatedly and smiled apologetically, "Don't worry, young master, I'll go and do it now!"

The corners of Zhao Yuanlin's mouth rose slightly, his heart swirled, and he was even fantasizing about what would happen next.

The folding fan slapped on Dog Three's head and laughed softly, "Do it beautifully."

As he spoke, he pulled out a large gold ingot from his sleeve and threw it to Dog San: "The rest is yours."

Dog Three's eyes lit up and he nodded repeatedly.

"Fuck off! What are you looking at, disperse!!!"

After Zhao Yuanlin left, Dog San stood his head up slightly and kicked the old man's cart down with a sneer.

"Tell you what, for a month, three coins."

"Don't pay or don't come to the stall, I'll smash it once!"

The cloaked and rather wretched old man disregarded the blood on his face and wiped it haphazardly, his eyes showing a difficult color as he opened his mouth.

"Grand...Grand Master ..."

"Wasn't it earlier still consistent copper a month?"

"This...this this...how did this go up so much after just two days!"

Dog San twisted the trampled rice cake from the ground and stuffed it into the old man's mouth, tilting his head and opening his mouth with sinister eyes.

"Consistently?"

"Heh, don't my brothers around me eat?"

The old man humiliatingly swallowed the rice cake mixed with mud in his mouth and nodded repeatedly.

"Yes, yes, yes, little old me knows ..."

"Hahahahaha, Dog is still good enough."

"Not a bit of eye candy, Dog, what did the young master say just now?"

Dog Three smiled slightly and waved the gold ingot in front of everyone's eyes.

"Go on, didn't the city catch an old lady trafficker a while back?"

"What's it called? Aunt May? Go and call her to me."

"Go to another person and find a way to stall that little girl."

A few people beside him listened to the command and immediately set to work on it.

Dog San revealed a mouthful of yellow teeth, hunched over somewhat lewdly, and stuck out his tongue to lick his lips.

He had seen that little girl before, and if it wasn't for Zhao Yuanlin, he would have enjoyed himself.

However, ... when he thought of Zhao Yuanlin s character, it may not be that they brothers don t have a chance!

"Hey, hey, it's so watery ..."

Soon, Meng Wanshu realized that something was wrong, as if someone was deliberately stopping her wherever she went.

No matter how much he walked, he couldn't get rid of these people.

A wave of inexplicable panic spreads through the heart ...

In a shady, broken alley, Dog Three frowned as he looked at the kindly old crone in front of him.

Turning his head to the man beside him he frowned, "Are you sure this is the same Aunt May?"

"It's not obvious even with this Tetsuya's kind eyes ..."

The crone spoke slowly in a gentle voice, "Your honor this is not unintelligible."

"Wifey I don't so ... where would so many people fall for it?"

"Gaining sympathy is the basics of doing what we do."

Dog Three immediately revealed a look of playfulness when he heard this, and first said, "Then I'll leave it to you, and when it's done, I'll reward you with thirty taels of silver."

The old woman's eyes instantly flashed with a flash of brilliance as she nodded her head in response.

Pulling a tattered and smelly outfit out of a package behind his back, he changed into it.

A few haphazard scratches in his otherwise well-groomed hair, rubbing his hands on the ground, leaving his nails untouched, and making his face dirty again.

Dog Three looked at the crone today, her temperament a world away from before and after.

If before it was the old ancestor of a famous family, now it was the old ancestor who had fallen on hard times.

Even Dog San, who was used to seeing all sorts of things, couldn't help but give a thumbs up when he saw this scene.

Li Guanqi, who had just arrived in the town, ran to the liquor store with gusto.

A slightly blonde middle-aged man didn't have the imagined dislike once he saw that it was Li Guanqi who had arrived.

Instead, he greeted them very warmly, "Haha, Little Blindie, you haven't been here for a long time!"

Li Guanqi couldn't help but snicker as he listened to the owner's warm greeting.

"Boss Zhao has been doing more and more business lately, he's put on a lot of weight, huh?"

Boss Zhao of the wine store wasn't annoyed when he heard this, he did think that Li Guanqi was his honored person.

Since Li Guanqi came to buy wine, his own wine store business was getting better and bigger.

You and I got acquainted with Li Guanqi.

Zhao Dafu carried the melon and handed it over, "The usual?"

Li Guanqi thought about it, he also promised to beat Uncle Meng's wine, and said dryly, "Xitan Gui Hua Brew."

Zhao Dafu nodded with a smile and yelled aloud, "Old patron, Xitan ~ Osmanthus Brew!"

Li Guanqi sniffed and couldn't help but say, "Tsk, you even called out to an old patron, what's the matter? Afraid that your buddy will water it down?"

Zhao Dafu was shocked at his words and quickly waved his hand.

"But you can't talk nonsense, how dare you?"

"I, Zhao Dafu, do business on one integrity, shouting for fun ..."

Li Guanqi, who was waiting to get a drink, leaned next to the counter and got high on melon seeds, chatting idly with Zhao Dafu.

Through a gap in the crowd, I happened to see the old man across the street cleaning up his mess on the ground.

When he saw the old man Li Guanqi couldn't help but frown slightly.

Turning his head to Zhao Dafu, he inquired in a low voice, "Old Zhao, what's wrong with Uncle Xiao? How come the stall is still being lifted?"

Zhao Dafu sighed at his words, he had seen the earlier clash clearly, after all, the wine store was going to be on higher ground.

"Hey ... don't mention it."

"Recently, all three of our streets, ah, have been bought by a family named Zhao."

"As a result, when this Zhao family came up, the rent was more than doubled in its entirety!!!"

"The stores on these streets are nowadays we are thinking of changing places."

Li Guanqi frowned tightly, his eyes narrowed in vain and he couldn't help but murmur, "Zhao Family?"

However, he didn't take it to heart and instead listened to Zhao Dafu briefly recount everything that had happened before.

Li Guanqi also couldn't help but say after hearing this.

"This Zhao family is overbearing enough, aren't they afraid that you'll return the rent and change the store if they do this?"

Zhao Dafu folded his hands over his sleeves and said without a trace of humor, "Who knows?"

"I'm ready to change places anyway, and I'm not afraid to go cheaper, otherwise who can stand the rent!"

"Boss, the Western Altar of Cinnamon Brew has been beaten."

Li Guanqi looked at the small circle of wine altar couldn't help but curse: "Dog thing, you this quality did not drop, drop the amount?"

Zhao Dafu rubbed his hands a little awkwardly and returned some of the money that Li Guanqi handed over.

"Geez, don't I have no tricks up my sleeve either?"

As soon as Li Guanqi took the money into his hands, he shook the wine altar in his hand and persuaded, "Old Zhao, business can't be done this way."

"I'll go check on Uncle Shaw."

As the words fell from his lips, Zhao Dafu's face also revealed a slight look of guilt as he sighed and turned his head to the fellow.

"Change!"

"Huh? Change what?"

"Changing the altar! Change what ... elm."

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, by the way boss, I reckon that little blue dress girl who was watching the fun at the time was in a bad way ..."

"Shut up! Don't say anything you shouldn't!!!"

Zhao Dafu looked at Xi Zhou with a wary face, although he dared to pour out his grievances with Li Guanqi.

That didn't mean he dared to mess with that Zhao family!

Li Guanqi jolted to a halt and turned back to the store's fellow inquiring with a frown, "What little blue-skirted girl?"

"What's going on?"