The second shopkeeper of Weixian Building personally removed a door panel, and looked back uneasily, who thought, a careless, the door panel slipped from his hand, and fell to the ground with a "bang", which caused echoes in the middle of the street in the early morning, and many people were startled. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Oh, be careful. The big shopkeeper ran out with palpitations, looked at the door panel that fell to the ground, and said: "You have a big fate, look, you almost smashed your foot, and your instep will not be broken when the time comes?" he pointed to the door panel and said, with a look of fear.

The second shopkeeper was also shocked into a cold sweat, wiped his forehead with a white cloth towel, and wiped the back of his neck.

The panel landed a little bit in front of his toes, and if it was a little crooked, he would have to lie on the bed.

"Yo, what is this for?" The shopkeeper of Su Ji Tea Garden on the side laughed, and the white rag in his hand was idle on the counter, and he teasingly lengthened his voice: "Are you worried about that micro---Zhi--?"

This made several people around laugh.

Not to mention, since the opening of this walled building, the business of all the merchants on their street has suddenly improved a lot, especially the restaurants and teahouses, which are full almost every day, and even those who sell steamed cakes on the street with tents are full of diners every day.

After careful calculation, the micro of the wall building has been posted four times.

Some people count the days, from the second one, the interval between the micro and the post, is fixed as seven days, and today, it is the day of the fifth micro posting, so the second shopkeeper of the fairy building will be so restless.

"That's it, why don't you post it at this time, isn't this in a hurry?" After a few steps away, the second shopkeeper of the Narcissus House also walked out at this time, looking at the direction of the walled building not far away, and his neck stretched out.

As they spoke, there were gradually more and more pedestrians on the street, men, women, and children, and in their direction, they were heading straight for the walled building.

This is also a common sight on East Laifu Street recently.

Every time the wall tower is posted on the day of the micro day, there are many common people and even the servants of the scholar family, run to the outside of the teahouse to see the lively, among which those scholar servants mostly know two words, and then there is a little knowledge, and they will also bring pen and ink, copy the content of the notice back to the master.

With the example of these scholars, a new thing was born, that is, the copyists. Some nimble Han students will move a table to sit on the side of the street and help people copy the notices when they are posted, and some merchants will spend two more dollars to ask them for help.

Several shopkeepers were busy with their work, and they all turned their eyes to the direction of the walled building, and they kept talking, when the young man from the fruit cake shop on the side saw it, his eyes rolled, and he ran back to the inner hall in a smoke.

"Shopkeeper of the shopkeeper, go outside and take a look, everyone is here. As he spoke, the young man kept looking back, as if he was afraid that the people outside would disperse.

The shopkeeper was sitting drinking tea, and when he heard the words, he glanced at him displeasedly, and said, "What are you panicking, you are so anxious, you don't look like a ghost." As he spoke, he took another sip of tea, and his thin face was pleasant: "I haven't posted it yet, so I can wait for it to be served." ”

"Well, that's not what I'm talking about," the young man was sweating in a hurry, "why don't you go outside and take a look, which one still lets the guy remove the door panel?

As soon as the shopkeeper heard this, Huo Di stood up, and complained as he hurriedly walked out: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

The young man hurriedly shook his head: "It's not crooked, it's neat, you can go quickly." ”

The shopkeeper walked out quickly, and it wasn't long before his loud greetings came from outside, the official dialect with a southern accent, completely different from the accent of the locals.

The young man pouted in the inner hall, and went out with his arms in swing, and when he saw that the shopkeeper was unloading the door panel, and his mouth was still talking, he was happy to be idle, so he leaned against the counter and looked out.

At this moment, I suddenly saw a commotion in the crowd gathered in front of the walled building, and then I heard someone say, "Coming, coming." ”

As soon as this voice sounded, the shopkeepers of several shops all stopped talking and looked across the street.

The early morning sun shines on the lintel of the not tall building, illuminating the four words "Yuanlou Teahouse" brightly. The door panel under the plaque moved, and a piece was removed, and a half-pockmarked man appeared behind the door with his eyes rubbed.

"Agui, it's early. The second shopkeeper of Weixian Building said hello for the first time, his voice was very loud, and after greeting him, he smiled affectionately at the guy in Yuanlou named Agui, who seemed quite familiar.

"Do you know him?" the shopkeeper of the fruit cake shop immediately leaned over, with a little envy on his face: "How did you get into a conversation? As he spoke, he went to see the guy named Ah Gui again, and he couldn't wait for a hook in his eyes to hook people over.

The second shopkeeper of Weixian Building said lukewarmly, and said perfunctorily: "I just said two sentences, not too familiar." He looked reluctant to say more.

The big shopkeeper on the side came over at this time and said, "That's it, people are amazing, how can we get over." As he spoke, he glanced at the second shopkeeper.

The second shopkeeper understood, turned around and entered the inner hall, and soon the big shopkeeper followed, and as soon as he came in, he immediately lowered his voice and complained: "What are you showing? As if he was afraid that someone would hear from behind, he glanced back and said happily: "Fortunately, it's from the south, and I'm not familiar with the local situation, otherwise, I'll see how you end up." ”

The second shopkeeper nodded and bowed down to admit his mistake: "Yes, yes, I didn't think about it so much for a while." ”

The big shopkeeper counted him down, and then pulled him a few steps inside, found a secluded place where no one was, and asked in a low voice: "That one named Agui, are you willing to bring a message to their owner?"

The second shopkeeper shook his head and said with a look of hatred: "This kid is a slippery head." Although he doesn't look old, he doesn't move in his actions. I invited him to drink three meals, he drank the wine and ate the food, but he refused to let go, and said that he didn't know anything, except for their owner's surname Fu Peng, he didn't say anything else. It's terrible for a guy to be crazy like this. As he spoke, he spat on the ground, his face flushed. (To be continued.) )