Back Off, Let Me Come

The shopkeeper of the shop next door got excited when he heard it.

Sticking his head out to "teasing" the guests, his words were contemptuous: "Hey, even an old man like you can tell what the nobles have?"

Another customer who came to beat the meat also echoed.

"Maybe it's because there are too many 'nobles' in the building..."

Facing the slightly malicious teasing from the people around him, the guest's expression remains unchanged, and there is nothing but peace in his eyes that have experienced thousands of sails.

The butcher listened harshly.

With a boning knife in his hand, he made a gesture to drive away people.

With a fierce face: "Go, go, don't come here and ruin my business, do you want to beat the meat? If you don't want to beat the meat, go and stand elsewhere."

The other spectators felt bored and dispersed one after another.

Even though the butchers do all the dirty and tiring work, they are from the best and richest families on this street, and they have a bit of weight in their words—ordinary people are only willing to open a meaty dish during the holidays, but the butcher’s family can eat it every now and then. The meat and vegetables are full of oil and water.

Neighbors did not dare to offend him easily.

Seeing the lively crowd dispersed, the butcher asked the guest: "Old man, is what you just said true?"

The guest laughed and said, "Of course it's true."

The butcher licked it for a while and asked, "How do you know?"

He was also quite curious about how this old thing was so far away, and he recognized it at a glance as a Wenxin monogram rather than an ordinary accessory.

The guest tapped on the butcher's case with his fingers, and said with a smile, "That's not important. The important thing is that you're going to lose. I'm willing to bet and admit defeat."

"Okay, okay, if I lose, it's a happy event! I'll go back and get you some old wine..." The butcher waved his hand indifferently. He has a high-paying job and doesn't care about the little "gambling money" . While waiting, the butcher stretched his arms to support the wooden table, chatting with the guest, "Hey, old man, I hear you speak sourly, have you really studied?"

The guest said: "I know a few words."

As soon as the butcher heard this, he regained his spirits and made a case: "Old man, you also know that my child is going to be enlightened..."

The guest asked him quietly: "Do you want your baby to study?"

The butcher nodded, and said again: "I don't need to teach many words, and I don't expect my baby to be an official. How can we be a nobleman with this heel in our family? Just teach your baby a few words, or you will settle accounts with others in the future." Being cheated. My shop is always for my baby..."

"What if your child has a literary mind or martial courage? Do you want to offer it? Literary mind to practice literature, martial courage to practice physical fitness, and you will eat up all your family's wealth."

The butcher only felt that the old man was teasing him, curled his lips, lowered his head and cut the meat: "Just follow me? My baby is not worthy of it, just follow me and learn how to butcher meat..."

In his memory, those with the Wenxin Monogram or the Brave Tiger Talisman are all nobles. They are either high-ranking and powerful or wealthy, in short, they are masters. These people can fly over walls, and can also create something out of nothing, which is a means only available to gods.

They are just ordinary people rolling in the mud.

He is a butcher, and his child must also be a butcher.

others?

How dare you expect so much.

The guest looked at the butcher calmly, not even daring to daydream about it, feeling uncomfortable.

He sighed and said: "Ji Qiu Zhiye..."

The butcher didn't understand: "What?"

"It means that the son inherits the father's business." The guest explained, "The son of Liang Ye must learn how to make a fur; the son of a good bow must learn how to make a dustpan."

The butcher didn't understand even more, but he was sure of one thing - this old thing is really literate, probably a lot of literate!

So he became more and more confused.

Who doesn't respect literate people these days?

The old thing went out to teach children to read and write, and it wouldn't be like this. How could it be bought back by Yuehualou to be a handyman in the back kitchen?

The butcher was suspicious, but the customer didn't want to talk too much, and with the business coming, he could only put away his extra thoughts.

He thought about taking the baby to find old things at night, bringing two catties of good meat, and eating offal all day without fear of getting sick.

At the same time, the gangster also took Shen Tang away.

He first walked a long way, and when Shen Tang's attention was distracted and he lost his guard, he suggested taking a shortcut and going into the alley.

The more you walk, the more remote, the quieter you go.

Shen Tang finally felt a little uneasy.

Ask the man: "How far is it to the inn?"

The man replied: "Hurry up, hurry up."

After going around two more alleys, Shen Tang asked again.

"Are you sure you didn't go the wrong way?"

The man was impatient, and he was only a few steps away from the destination. He felt confident and raised his voice several times to intimidate Shen Tang: "It's almost time, little lady, why are you so anxious?"

Shen Tang sensed something was wrong, and panicked: "I want to go back..."

The man chuckled and refused to stop: "It's late!"

Kicking open the door, he rushed to the yard and said, "It's business."

It was a very remote and dirty courtyard, the gaps in the courtyard walls were covered with weeds, and conversations could be vaguely heard in the courtyard.

Shen Tang made a gesture to climb off the back of the motorcycle and escape.

As soon as he landed, before he could stand still, he was pushed vigorously into the yard by the man. Her center of gravity was unstable, her feet staggered violently, and she turned her head in fear to look at a man and a woman who came out of the courtyard.

The woman said: "What a handsome lady, Lai Tou, where did you get tricked, look at this delicate skin and tender flesh..."

As he spoke, he wanted to pinch Shen Tang's face.

Shen Tang dodged in fear, and glared at the man named "Laitou": "You, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you?"

Laitou ignored Shen Tang, and replied: "Just a few words and follow me obediently. You are good-looking but your brain is not good."

The man next to the woman looked closely at Shen Tang's face, and Shen Tang stepped back timidly, wanting to cry in fear.

The man licked his lips and snorted: "What kind of brains does a girl need? If a woman needs brains, how can we do business? Take her to Yuehua Tower to see later, they have been urging for good products."

The woman ignored her companion's map gun: "Yuehua Building? Isn't that building full of young men, why do you want a girl to go there?"

Lai Tou and the man looked at each other and smiled.

Wretchedness flowed between the two of them, and everything was kept silent.

"You don't understand, if people come to ask for goods, we can just give them."

"That's right, women don't care so much."

Laitou pushed Shen Tang's shoulders, preparing to lock her into a dark, dirty room with an unspeakable stench.

Shen Tang stepped aside with a wrong step.

Shamed and angry, he gritted his teeth: "How dare you betray me?"

The woman sneered, her eyes sharpened sharply, and she started to pinch Shen Tang's flesh, threatening: "Don't say you are a little girl, even if the wife of the Heavenly King's family comes, we can sell it. Be honest! Otherwise, you will feel better !"

Shen Tang dodged around the pillar directly, with red eyes on one side, and scolded: "Aren't you afraid of God's retribution for doing this?"

Seeing that Shen Tang ran more and more vigorously, the three of them planned to join forces to take her down, and then beat her hard to make her remember.

"Retribution?" Lai Tou spat, "I am God!"

"Qi Yuanliang save me!"

The man said: "No one will save you if you shout!"

This little girl is good at running, she is as slippery as a loach.

"I am scared!"

Shen Tang's voice turned into a cry.

The yard was only that big, Shen Tang was quickly cornered by the three of them, and the little lady who was about to cry shrank her shoulders.

The next moment, the fear on his face faded.

"It's strange!"

Pushing off the wall to borrow strength, the long legs turned and swept across.