People didn't take anything they bought, and of course they were still sitting.

Huang Er's gaze stuck on Xia Xiaodong's face and didn't want to come down.

This girl looks really good. Although his eyes are as cold as knives, but that's it, it's tasteful, isn't it?

"Where did you get the money to buy these useless things?" Huang Er's brain circuits are serious and different. Even if the silver was stolen and robbed, it had nothing to do with him, and it was even more of his business whether it was useful to buy something.

Xia Xiaodong ignored him, stretched out his finger and pointed to the half-wrapped things on the table, and said to the guy: "Trouble pretend, I'm going to take it away." ”

This is a reasonable request, and it has been delayed long enough.

The guy continued to do what he was doing slowly, only to feel that the atmosphere was weird - Huang Er's eyes were understood by a man.

Huang Er was deducing quickly.

Who are these two girls?

Muzhaotang is a neighborhood business, and no one will come here at all, so it should not be far away.

Look at the dress, that is, the average person. If it was a girl from the family, it would never be so shabby - the girls of the Lu family, Huang Er had never seen it, but the pomp and circumstance of the girls had still seen it. And how could a girl from all walks around casually and come to such a small shop?

But if it is a small jasper, it is basically impossible to get a silver ticket of sixty taels - ordinary people, the annual expenses are only ten taels and twenty taels, where is the sixty taels for the girl's family to spend indiscriminately.

What's even more bizarre is that although the two girls are dressed similarly, Huang Er can still see that the girl who is standing should be the maid of the girl who is sitting. Identity is not something that clothes can hide, but it can naturally be revealed between sitting and standing.

What kind of girl lives not far away, has a low status, has an excellent appearance, has a lot of money, and can still take a maid?

When the guy wrapped up the fifth little monk, Huang Er also came to a conclusion.

"This girl," the smile on Huang Er's face was like a blooming chrysanthemum, although he was still young, the lines at the corners of his eyes were clearly visible: "I think it must be Hui Ji of Lianxiang Courtyard!" ”

Isn't it a good place to hear about it, Huihee? What kind of chicken is Hui Ji?

Xia Xiaodong didn't seem to hear it. Talking nonsense with this kind of person is simply dirty your mouth.

The guy raised his head strangely and stared at Xia Xiaodong: "Hui Ji? Is it really Miss Huiji? ”

It seems that it is really a famous chicken, and even this guy knows it.

Xia Xiaodong knocked on the table and motioned to the guys to hurry up and pack their things, don't delay their work.

Over there, Huang Er said a few words to the old shopkeeper Gu, and insisted that the old shopkeeper Gu had to sit at the door - to prevent Huang Er from leaving, and Huang Er himself finally came out from behind the counter.

This person actually brushed his hair, stretched his clothes, and deliberately smoothed out the bulging place in his arms because of the stuffed lot of silver coins, and walked to Xia Xiaodong like a dog, and then folded his hands, making a posture that does not look like arching hands, not like bowing, and bowing does not look like bowing: "Hello Miss Huiji!" ”

What the hell is this? Xia Xiaodong really felt like he had seen a ghost.

"Miss Hui Ji is reluctant to admit her identity, the little one understands, understands." Huang Er actually spoke very humbly.

Xia Xiaodong hooked his finger at him.

At this moment, Huang Er was stunned.

Miss Hui Ji hooked her finger at us?

Huang Er's two eyes stared at the white and delicate fingers, and directly looked at them as eyes.

The finger in the eye hooked again.

Huang Er felt that he had become made of wood, moved his steps stiffly, half-bowed, walked towards the hand, and then ...... And then there was no then.

Xia Xiaodong looked at Huang Er, who was planted on the ground, and turned the last little monk in his hand over and looked at it. Luckily, this thing is fine, not broken at all.

Hinoki is really a good material, quite hard.

As for Huang Er's neck, of course, it is not so hard.

The little monk's cute little tender hand, with the strength of Xia Xiaodong, the hand knife that was chopped out was also very effective.

"Upper plank!" Xia Xiaodong pointed to a few planks leaning on the side and gave an order directly.

When you are at a loss, you usually follow the person who gives the order at this time.

The old shopkeeper and his men were quick to put the doors and windows on the boards - this means that the shop is temporarily closed for business, and no one will come in.

It was dark in the shop.

"Get back the money he stole from him." Xia Xiaodong pointed to Huang Er underground.

The old shopkeeper Gu still probed Huang Er's snort first to confirm that this person was not dead, and then took the silver tickets and silver copper coins one by one.

And then what?

Xia Xiaodong didn't continue to say anything, but looked at the passage where the shop went further in.

The old shopkeeper Gu looked at the guy suspiciously, what is this girl looking at? Could it be that at this juncture, do you still expect Gu Si from behind to come out and provoke the girder?

It didn't take long for someone to come out.

But it's not Gu Si.

Archie.

Archie, of course, kept an eye on the shop, and later sat down at the table outside from the small restaurant next to him, and even ordered a bowl of noodles.

It's all on the board, and of course it's time to come in.

The shop is basically a front store and a back house, rushing in from the front is too loud, and it is much easier to go behind.

"You get this guy out first." Xia Xiaodong instructed Archie: "Well, roll it, roll it, get it in the car, and then send him back." ”

Archie walked over, first took out a piece of thin rope, tied Huang Er's two thumbs around one place - this is a very experienced method, it does not require rope, and it is difficult to untie, and then untied the sweat towel around his waist.

The sweat towel looked only slightly longer than the usual one, but it was a very wide one when it was unfolded, and it was easy to roll Huang Er's 'roll it' into a big burden.

Archie carried the 'baggage' with ease, and lost the way he came.

He's not a talkative person.

Xia Xiaodong is very satisfied.

"Miss Huiji," the old shopkeeper Gu asked with some wistfulness, "Is that ...... also from the Lotus Fragrance Academy?" ”

The green-skinned thugs in the yard are all very powerful. If you want to come to Miss Huiji, you always have to follow one or two.

When he thought about it like this, the old shopkeeper Gu calmed down. If it was really Lianxiangyuan's shot, then Huang Er would be hit for a while, as long as no one died, there should be no big deal.

can open a yard to make money, and the backstage is not something that Huang Er can afford.

It's a pity that the next sentence of the girl in front of her made Gu Lao's shopkeeper's mood sink to the bottom.

"Who the hell is Hui Ji?"

If you would ask such a question, of course, it will never be Miss Huiji herself.

The mighty Second Master Huang and the man who appeared inexplicably later have disappeared together, and the dark environment in the shop is also quite soothing, the guy gradually eased up, and then came over and replied: "It's a Qingqi person who no one has ever seen." ”

Want to get extra money? Hanging high to sell is the only way.

Those who open the yard know it.

(To be continued.) )