Yang Bo got up and said goodbye, "Thank you Madame for your hospitality, this meal is really.. It's really unforgettable, I'll invite my wife to eat hot pot another day, hehe. ”

"Yang Bo, you're just leaving?" Mrs. Feng came over and grabbed Yang Bo's hand, she had just cried, she looked so wronged, there was some blame in her eyes, and there seemed to be a hint of coquettishness.

Yang Bo looked at Mrs. Feng's soft pairs, her five fingers were as slender as green onions, silky and white, shining with a dark and soft light.

It didn't seem to be too hard, just pinched gently, and the fingertips seemed to be electrified, and the feeling of touching it was wonderful, and the whole body was numb and crispy.

Yang Bo took a step forward towards Mrs. Feng, and leaned forward with his upper body, as if he wanted to lean over.

Mrs. Feng suddenly became nervous and exclaimed, "Yang Bo, what are you going to do?" ”

But the pair of soft wattles refused to let go.

"Madam, it's my promise to pay taxes according to the rules, and I can also hand over the alcohol method, but I also have one condition."

Mrs. Feng obviously misunderstood, her delicate cheeks turned even redder, like cherries, and she said nervously: "What conditions?" You.. You don't have any bad ideas, I... I'm not just a casual woman. ”

Yang Bo's troubled face came up, he could already feel the breath and heartbeat of his wife, the fine fluff in front of his ears and temples, the delicate and delicate, the faint fragrance of gardenias, and the warm and fresh feeling.

Yang Bo was biting his ears, "I'm not a casual person, but if I get up casually, I'm not a person, madam, you have to be careful." ”

Mrs. Feng suddenly felt something strange under her body, and her face was immediately red, embarrassed, and immediately let go of Yang Bo's hands, and scolded secretly: "Dengzi." ”

Yang Bo saw that Mrs. Feng's hand had been released, turned around and left, and said with a smile: "Madam, don't misunderstand, it's just a gun." ”

"Guns? What gun? Feng Yawen was a little confused,

Yang Bo panicked, and hurriedly said: "It's a short gun, I have a short gun tied to my leg, understand?" ”

Feng Yawen was annoyed and angry, and said, "Indecent." ”

It's really getting darker and darker, this kind of thing can't be explained, Yang Bo had to rush forward depressedly, and the baby felt so bitter: "It's really a revolver." ”

Mrs. Feng caught up and said angrily: "Hey, you haven't made it clear what conditions you have?" ”

"I have a musket battalion in Meizhen, I have to have a gun in my hand these years, others can't just beat your idea, the musket battalion needs to be organized, can Madame do it?" Yang Bo didn't stop and said.

Mrs. Feng couldn't help but stop, the military's affairs, she is a lady of Zhizhou, how can she have this influence, she really can't do it, she feels very helpless, and she hates Yang Bo very much.

"Madame.." Meng Xizhe, who was in the next room, heard the movement, poked his head out, saw Feng Yawen standing in a daze, and shouted.

Feng Yawen waved her hand, didn't pay attention to him, stood for a while, and then hurried out of Deyue Tower.

Yang Bo's Huaixiang Pavilion and Deyue Tower are not far away, since he came to Erli Lane, Yang Bo also has to go to Huaixiang Pavilion by the way.

In the morning, Yang Botuo told Zhou Dacheng to prepare a pig's hind leg for him, and He Qifeng would bring a sample gun over, which was the first rear-loading musket, and it was to make its debut in Shen Mansion at night.

In order to highlight the concept of hot pot, Yang Bo originally changed the signboard of Huaixiang Pavilion, which was called: white hot pot, but in Haizhou and Huai'an, hot pot is still hot pot, and solid alcohol is called awkward, and now most people call it white fire.

Yang Bo underestimated the power of the people, and in desperation, he changed back to the original signboard, Huaixiang Pavilion is Huaixiang Pavilion, which is actually not bad, Yang Bo comforted himself.

"Yang Bo." It was Mrs. Feng shouting behind Yang Bo.

Mrs. Feng is really desperate, it seems that the rumors that Feng Yawen can be half of Haizhou's family are not groundless, but it's a pity that she is just a daughter.

Mrs. Feng caught up with Yang Bo, her mouth opened slightly, her chest rose and fell, and she rested for a while before she calmed down, "Yang Bo, you give my sister an idea, what should my sister do?" ”

Feng Yawen used that kind of charming voice, the tone was like a spring breeze and rain, moisturizing things silently, opening a pair of bright eyes that charmed all beings, panting delicately, looking at Yang Bo with a blank eye.

Just now I recognized Yang Bo's godson, and now I call myself my sister, madam, are you making a fuss like that? Yang Bo smiled bitterly.

Yang Bo sighed: "Okay, I'll take a step back, Madam can not mention the matter of the musket battalion, you just go to lobby, the matter of the musket battalion, I will find another way to do it." ”

"What's the way?" Mrs. Feng immediately asked.

Yang Bo told Feng Yawen about Xu Wenjue's visit to Shenjiabao a few days ago, and said: "The little grandfather will soon bring 200,000 taels of silver shares, Qiu Sizhou This little thing, he should be able to do it." ”

"Little Grandpa Xu actually calls you a brother?" Feng Yawen was surprised when she heard this, but her frowning eyebrows stretched a little.

In the feudal society, people are always in awe of the nobles, and this is true in the West and the East.

The little grandfather Xu Wenjue visited Shenjiabao, and Yang Bo deliberately wanted to reveal it to Mrs. Feng.

Xu Wenjue's name can at least help Yang Bo buy some time, and whether he can do things or not is secondary.

Yang Bo only believes in the barrel of the gun, but he needs time.

Feng Yawen looked around and asked, "Where are you going?" ”

"Huaixiang Pavilion, I opened that shop."

"Huaixiang Pavilion? Is it the legendary first hot pot restaurant? Is that the shop where you said a spark can start a prairie fire? Feng Yawen's eyes were shocked with a strange brilliance, and she glanced at Yang Bo quickly, "You said that you wanted to invite my sister and me to eat hot pot, forget it this time, next time my sister comes to you, remember to invite my sister to eat hot pot, in Huaixiang Pavilion." ”

Huaixiang Pavilion already has a legend?

Yang Bo still doesn't know that what Yang Bo said on the opening day, especially the sentence 'a spark can start a prairie fire', has become a household name in Haizhou, and its popularity is no less than 'wildfires can't be burned, and the spring breeze blows and grows'.

It wasn't until Feng Yawen's figure faded out of sight that Yang Bo turned around and walked towards Huaixiang Pavilion.

When he arrived at Huaixiang Pavilion, the first thing Yang Bo did was to ask about the pig's hind legs, and muttered, "Now pork is precious." ”

Zhou Dacheng was stunned and said, "Childe, it's just a pig's hind leg, can I still buy it for you?" You still care about how much money our store made last month. ”

Yang Bo stayed in Huaixiang Pavilion in the afternoon, discussing with Zhou Dacheng how to transform the vacant space behind him into a luxury private room, until He Qifeng came over with the sample gun, and the two had dinner in Huaixiang Pavilion, took the pork leg, and went to Ji Shun's house.

Ji Shun's family was still waiting for Yang Bo to have dinner together, and when they heard that Yang Bo had already had dinner in Huaixiang Pavilion, Aunt Ji was dissatisfied: "Yang Bo, why can't my aunt take care of your meal?" ”

Yang Bo knew Aunt Ji, the Ji family opened a ready-to-wear shop in Shaliu, and Yang Bo made clothes there when he first came to Shenjiabao.

"Aunt Ji, you wronged me, I came here after inquiring about the rules, Uncle Ji is a big matchmaker today, according to the rules, I can't eat at the matchmaker's house."

Aunt Ji just said that, she didn't really care, and she looked at He Qifeng and quipped: "Whose child is this?" is also a master, what is good about a master, there is no place to buy ready-to-wear clothes. ”

At this time, Ji Siqi, the daughter of the Ji family, also came out to eat, and was called to Yang Bo by Ji Shun.

"Siqi, this is your brother Yang Bo, call him brother quickly." Ji Shun said.

Ji Siqi is very tall, a little taller than Yang Bo, and he was born with a pair of big feet, which makes Ji Shun have a headache, and it is difficult to find his mother-in-law.

Ji Siqi is also generous, let him call it. "Brother.."

He Qifeng seemed to have a pop in his mouth, and the sound was very small, but Ji Siqi heard it, so he glared at He Qifeng and walked over.

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On the way to Shen's Mansion, Ji Shun had been secretly observing He Qifeng, and later pulled Yang Bo aside and whispered: "Uncle Ji will be your matchmaker today, but Uncle Ji will also ask you to be a matchmaker for Siqi.." Ji Shun's jaw tilted in the direction of He Qifeng.

"Uncle Ji, you mean..."Yang Boqi said.

"Well, that girl in my family is too tall and big, and her feet are big, it's hard to find her in-laws, I think he's good, they're all high, and they're a good match."

Uncle Ji said again: "However, your aunt said, there is no one in He Qifeng's house, and we don't ask for a son-in-law, we only want a man surnamed Ji in the future, can you tell me about it?" ”

When Yang Bo heard this, he felt that this was a good thing, and said happily: "Uncle Ji, I think this matter is not far from ten." ”

The three of them talked and chatted, and then came to the Shen Mansion, and as soon as they entered the door, Shen Yanqing came out of nowhere, sneakily walked to Yang Bo's side, and whispered: "My father knows about Meizhen, and he is losing his temper." ”

Yang Bo was surprised: "Qing'er, why did your father know now?" You.."

Before the words fell, Shen Yanqing's figure disappeared like a ghost.

Sure enough, when Yang Bo saw Shen Ji in the flower hall of the Shen Mansion, Shen Jizhi's face was gloomy and terrifying, and when he saw Yang Bo, he was even more furious: "Yang Bo, you are now very capable, you dare to kill thousands of officials and soldiers, you have a big disaster, Shen Jiabao will also be implicated, how long do you want to hide it from me?" ”

"Uncle, the little nephew didn't plan to hide it from his uncle, the matter of Meizhen happened for a reason, a thousand households of the official army led troops to block Xishan and prevent the little nephew from mining phosphate ore."

"Don't talk nonsense, I'll ask you, how long are you going to hide it from me?" Shen Jizhi patted the back of the wheelchair, his face pale.

“...”

This is Ji Shun speaking, "The owner is angry, Qing'er was also at the scene when the Meizhen incident happened, maybe Yang Bo thinks that Qing'er has already told you." ”

"What? Didn't Qing'er go to sea with Lei Jizi to practice? Qing'er.." Shen Jizhi looked around, shouting Qing'er in his mouth, Shen Yanqing didn't know where to hide, and didn't show up anyway.

"Yang Bo, how many days has Qing'er been in Meizhen?" Shen Jizhi was still angry, and asked angrily.

Yang Bo knew that Shen Yanqing was hiding from Shen Jizhi in Meizhen, and now he couldn't hide it, so he said, "Yes." Qing'er also saved my life. ”

"Hmph, you also know how to save your life. The matter of Meizhen is very troublesome, and Shen Jiabao will also be implicated, how it will end in the future, have you thought about it? ”

"Uncle, don't worry, the little nephew is indeed prepared." Yang Bo replied cautiously, turned to He Qifeng and said, "Qifeng, bring the gun." ”

He Qifeng came over and handed the gun to Yang Bo, who handed the gun to Shen Jizhi.

Shen Jizhi snorted lightly with his nostrils and said disdainfully: "It's just a firecracker, do you think the official army doesn't have it?" There are a lot of officers and soldiers. ”

"Uncle, we'll see." Yang Bo didn't talk nonsense, and discussed a few words with Ji Shun, and Ji Shun went to arrange a temporary shooting range.

The temporary shooting range was set up in the gazebo, and Uncle Ji placed a large wooden plank 250 steps away, and lit a torch next to it.

Yang Bo picked up the gun, pulled the bolt, put a paper bullet, put the butt on his shoulder, and took aim.

"Bang..."

Then, "Bang, bang, bang, bang..."

The crowd was stunned, one shot at a time, ten shots in a row, and the crowd was stunned ten times, each shot, only between a few breaths, and each shot was on the plank, and there were torches shining on it, and the craters on it were clearly visible.

Yang Bo blew the smoke from the muzzle of the gun and said lightly: "Uncle, the official army does not have this kind of musket. ”