"Yo, isn't this Lu Ting Xiaolangjun, walking with his belly, could it be that when he threw himself into the river, he let the blue crab roe hurt the root of his life? Hahaha. ”

When Lu Ting was shocked that there were big crabs everywhere, a voice suddenly came from his ears, and when he turned his head, he saw a short and fat young man about sixteen or seventeen years old looking at himself with a smile.

The face is as big as a plate, the eyes are as small as a bean, the face is wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, a bit like the head of a turtle, the appearance is very funny, it looks like a comedian who turned around in later generations, at a glance, there is a kind of IQ tax arrears, but he feels good about himself, carrying a broken fan to claim to be a gentleman.

In this way, it is more joyful.

According to the remaining memories in his head, Lu Ting knew that the person in front of him was called Wu Lin, Wu Lin was not a martial artist, he was a famous gentleman in Suzhou, but he was a good voter, Lao Tzu Wu Biao was the director of the Suzhou Municipal Bureau, many businessmen had to look at Wu Biao's face to act, the predecessor and Wu Lin had a few jealous battles in the Qinglou, and they all looked at each other unpleasantly, and Wu Lin also secretly found someone to beat him.

That day, the tea was moved, and he was in a bad mood, and after he went out, Wu Lin sneered and sneered, and his predecessor threw himself into the river in a fit of anger, and Wu Lin was his enemy.

Suzhou people have two names for crabs, ordinary people call crabs blue crab roe, literati like to call crabs as intestinal sons, there are many crabs in the lakes and rivers all over Suzhou, many people are injured by crabs every year, Wu Lin sat on the roadside old Zhang Ji mutton stall waiting for the dish, and accidentally saw that Lu Ting was startled by the blue crab roe, and he was happy on the spot, and couldn't help but laugh.

When the enemy sees each other, it's strange if he doesn't blush, Wu Lin also took the initiative to provoke himself, Lu Ting glanced at Wu Lin, and said with a smile: "Seeing that Wu Gongzi's eyes are blank and his face is blue, he must have just finished drinking flower wine, which girl picked up the money this time." ”

Wu Lin Laozi is the director of the Suzhou Municipal Bureau, there is a grange and a shop at home, he is a rich and idle gentleman, he likes to go to the Qinglou to drink flower wine, but unfortunately he is a "fast gunner", plus the foreplay is at most half a cup of tea on the trembling, a shiver is over, after this matter is spread out, it will be a gust of wind nickname, many people behind the back ridiculed Wu Lin which girl, which girl didn't even sweat to get money, which is equivalent to bending down to pick up money.

As soon as he heard the words "picking up money", Wu Lin's complexion changed dramatically, stared at Lu Ting and sneered: "The villain is like this, he likes to slander others behind his back, this son is too lazy to deal with a lowly farmer like you, do you know whose seat this son just hung, it is Xiao Xiang'er who moved your tea cup and taught her a hard lesson, hehe, Xiao Xiang'er's little prodigal hooves are really delicious, and I am so comfortable that I am reluctant to leave." ”

"At most, it's just half a cup of tea, Wu Gongzi, you are comfortable, I'm afraid someone is not good enough." Lu Ting said lightly.

"You..." Wu Lin was ridiculed by Lu Ting, he was furious on the spot, and shouted loudly: "Guilin, Guiquan, call me." ”

Wu Lin is the only seedling in the family, and the two entourages that he brings in and out, Guilin Guiquan has already prepared on the side, and when he heard the words, he responded loudly, rolled up his sleeves and prepared to vent his anger for his master.

Seeing that the two were about to approach, Fu Zhi was startled, and hurriedly blocked in front of Lu Ting, Lu Ting came back to his senses, and shouted loudly before the two approached: "Wu Lin, you want to gather a crowd to make trouble?" Come on, if you have the ability to kill me, even if you don't plant it, it's best to alarm the patrol soldiers and horses, and let's die together. ”

Guilin and Guiquan are tall and big, they have small arms and legs, Fuzhi is still a big child, where is the opponent of these two evil slaves, Lu Ting immediately made intimidation.

"Come back." Wu Lin said with a pale face.

The rebellion of the auxiliary prince has just been decided, the imperial court is still vigorously pursuing the remnants, the troubled times are re-enacted, Suzhou City is still under martial law, when the street brawl is seen by the soldiers and horses patrolling the city, if they don't die, they will also shed their skin, like Lu Ting, a person who dares to throw his brain into the river, provoked him to really fight to break the net, it is not cost-effective, and the city bureau is a fat position, I don't know how many people are staring, if someone makes a fuss about this matter at this time, it will be a big trouble.

The two evil slaves retreated, but Lu Ting was not in a hurry to leave, leaning on the willow tree next to him, looking at Wu Lin with a smile.

I like that you want to beat me and have no choice but to do it, I ran into it, I didn't find a little field, I felt uncomfortable, and soon Lu Ting's heart was unbalanced again, Wu Lin, a loser, had a good life, there were mutton, mutton chops, mutton eight treasures and some fruits and vegetables on the table, and the most conspicuous thing was that there was a golden and buttery roast leg of lamb in the middle of the table, which was not over, and the old grandson gave him a bowl of hot and fragrant mutton soup.

This mutton feast is enough for me to eat with Fuzhi for half a month.

Wu Lin also saw Lu Ting out of the corner of his eyes, and the fat face quickly showed a look of disgust, his eyes rolled, and he suddenly slapped the table, and suddenly shouted: "Old man Sun, come here, why does your meat smell sour, believe it or not, this son has lifted your mutton stall." ”

"Wu Gongzi, you can eat things indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense" The old grandson was anxious when he heard this, and his face turned red and said: "The old man's mutton is the best fresh mutton, don't believe it, take a look, the blood has not seeped yet." ”

Don't look at Sun Ji's mutton stall is just a small stall, but it has been passed down for generations, a proper century-old brand, in addition to having its own unique secret recipe, it also insists on using the best mutton.

Bad reputation is equivalent to cutting off one's own financial route, if it weren't for Wu Lin is Zheng's son, the old grandson would rush up with a knife.

Wu Lin pretended to pick up a piece of meat and tasted it, showing a satisfied look, looked left and right, and finally looked at Lu Ting, shook his head and said: "It turns out that it's not the sour taste of meat, it's the poor sour taste, it's so stinky, it's so stinky." ”

What is the situation of the Lu family, Wu Lin is clear, in the past, Lu Ting still relied on the money in the family, and he called himself everywhere, since the Lu family had an accident, life is not as good as day by day, I heard that he lives by pawn, but Lu Ting can't let go of the stinky shelf, and he wants to save face and suffer from it.

Lu Ting didn't seem to hear it, and said with concern: "Wu Gongzi is taking supplements, mutton is average, which one is best to make up for it is to make up for the form, it is best to get some tiger whip wine, I really can't get it, and getting a donkey is better than mutton." ”

With a concerned demeanor and an ambiguous tone, he was still talking about that matter in public, Wu Lin couldn't help it no matter how thick-skinned he was, put down the soup bowl in his hand with a "snap", and said with a blue face: "Lu Ting, you Tian Shenu, is it okay, looking for a son to beat you can fulfill you." ”

Hitting people doesn't slap their faces, exposing people doesn't expose their shortcomings, Lu Ting shouts every day that he can't do it, as if he is afraid that no one in Suzhou will know, Wu Lin is about to explode.

"Just kidding, Brother Wu is an open person, and he definitely doesn't care." Lu Ting leaned under the willow tree next to the mutton stall and said with a grin.

Is this a soft suit?

Lu Ting's field slave also has a soft day?

didn't wait for Wu Lin to come over, Lu Ting suddenly said loudly: "Old grandson, people are old, and their eyesight is gone, don't you see that Wu Gongzi's condiment plate is gone, the last dish is good, and the account is mine." ”

As he spoke, Lu Ting threw out two pennies, one penny fell on the table with a "flutter", and the other fell on Wu Lin's shoulder.

"The accuracy is not good, which makes Brother Wu laugh." Seeing that Wu Lin's face was a little displeased, Lu Ting immediately added.

"Wu Gongzi, this is a good condiment, please use it slowly." Old Sun Tou hurriedly sent a small plate of condiments to Wu Lin's table.

If you do business, you can't get along with money, you can give money for anything, the two pennies are a little less, and no matter how small the mosquito legs are, they are meat.

Wu Lin was a little angry, but seeing that Lu Ting was talking softly and paying for himself to add condiments, his mood suddenly improved, and he nodded and said, "Even if you still know each other." ”

To be honest, the Wu family has two granges in the suburbs of Suzhou, as well as more than ten shops, plus the old father still has the fat shortage of the Municipal Bureau, Wu Lin really can't look down on the two pennies, but he is a sworn enemy to give in to himself, this feeling is not something that can be bought with two pennies.

Of course, being in a good mood doesn't mean that Lu Ting will be easily let go, and the old grudges have always been recorded in a small book.

Lu Ting looked at it, and soon frowned again: "Just eating mutton, how greasy it is, old grandson, do you have Qujiang flakes, give Wu Gongzi a bowl of good Qujiang flakes, and count mine." ”

The old grandson said with some shame: "If you go back to Lu Gongzi, Qujiang flakes are the best tea, only those big people in the house can enjoy it, the old man can't afford this small stall, there is a new Huzhou purple bamboo shoot tea this year, only five cents a bowl, many guests say good..."

"What are you doing, give Wu Gongzi purple bamboo shoot tea, the tea money is mine." As Lu Ting spoke, he casually threw out five coins, which seemed to have eyes and smashed on Wu Lin's body, and one of the copper coins also fell on Wu Lin's head.