Although the words were sharp, there was no ruthlessness on the young man's little face, on the contrary, there was a hint of unpredictable and strange smile, as if the words 'little boss' evoked some long-unknown past events in his heart, and it was quite heartwarming just to think of it.

Bai Xingxiang is not clear, but only promises. I thought to myself that the extraordinary talents in the world have some weird temperaments, as a person in the business field, making money is the right way, so how can I say 'too much'.

......

Steward Song is one of the very few people on Chang'an Street who saw this confused scene come to an end, and after seeing Mo Fan leading the big man and Bai Anzhi leading Mo Fan to the Bai family's study, he turned around and asked the shopkeeper who was drinking tea leisurely:

"Boss Cao, who did you say that this big man who came down from Mangdang Mountain was instructed to come to Chang'an Street?"

Cao Fuhai, who was sitting upright in Yaxinzhai, looked at his right-hand man, smiled, blew lightly the snowflake milk floating in the tea bowl, and said unhurriedly: "It's not difficult to know this problem, let's use the elimination method, first to exclude you and me, and secondly... I don't know. ”

"But speaking of which, the pre-rain tea during this cold food is really as rumored, not as good as the front of the society, and it is more beautiful than the valley rain. ”

"Oops, boss... That's down to business, why are you joking about tea again? ”

Steward Song saw that his boss was stunned as usual, and knew that it was time for him to be half of his stupidity of 'Heaven is mean, and people live in half of it', and he couldn't ask anything good.

Just like a few years ago, when he first came to this Yaxinzhai and wanted to make a living, before he could say a word, he was directly blasted out of the store with a tung oil wooden table together with his acquaintances, and at that time, he hurriedly glanced at it, except that the little old man's hair was really too thin, and he didn't leave any impression, who knew that he stretched out his hand and pulled two more down, and muttered something in his mouth. Keep your hair without your head, keep your head without your hair's strange words, I thought it was a good thing to be kicked out, and I would never see such a strange person in the future, but I didn't know that after two hours, he somehow found his own house, and he carried it back with four big men, and now I think back to the eyes of pedestrians on the road, and I feel very ashamed that my face is hot!

Seeing that the boss's hair is getting less and less over the years, the symptoms of stupidity are getting lighter and lighter, and after baldness in middle age last year, he was finally able to communicate a few words with him in this state, looking at it now, this is stupid again, or do your own work first.

Thinking of this, Steward Song sighed lightly, grabbed the rag hanging on the silver pole by the window, and wiped up the old antiques in the store.

Cao Fuhai didn't know that his old housekeeper remembered so many old things, so he stretched out his hand and rubbed his smooth head, and said softly: "The frost is clear and the mulberry is ripe, and the soup is tender and fragrant before the rain." The words of Weng are really good words. ”

"Old Song, do you know who wrote this poem?"

Hearing this, Steward Song couldn't help but slander: You said that you are letting go of Weng, who else can I guess?

Just as he was about to answer, Cao Fuhai had already said to himself: "This is Lu Fangweng's poem, Mo Fan's Xuantie hairpin engraved on the two sentences of 'Guqin Baiqu Bullet Clearing, Famous Post Double Hook Extension Hard Yellow', who did you say?"

Steward Song was stunned for a moment, and said, "Could it be that you are still letting go?"

"Good. Cao Fuhai nodded slightly, and said, "Let me ask you again, what is the meaning of these two sentences?"

Lao Song groaned slightly: "Literally, it is saying that his family's piano is good, but it is not broken, and there are still three points of charm, which is still quite suitable as a couplet for opening a study." ”

"Phew," Cao Fuhai was furious, scratched his bald head with his big hand, and scolded, "Old Song, you have been here with me for so many years, and you have been eating all of a sudden?

Cao Fuhai's anger is still not gone: "It's still suitable, why don't you hang a picture in front of your door? But your knows that hanging some 'wealth sources into the three rivers' and the like is really vulgar!"

"I don't know if the little one is true..."Steward Song sweated profusely on his forehead, raised the rag in his hand and wiped the sweat, and said, "But boss, we have been eating in the same pot all these years, and your meal is enough to top five, if you say that the small one eats that, then aren't you ......?"

"Hmm......"

Hearing this, Cao Fuhai was happy, stroked his beard and laughed: "Haha, yes, not bad! Old Song, you are reasonable! Lian is quite old, can you still eat? You have not insulted my prestige with such cleverness." ”

"How can you still have any majesty at all, you have already been thrown to Mangdang Mountain to play boxing with demon beasts!"

Steward Song, who was thinking like this in his heart, categorically did not dare to tell the truth.

"Then let me ask you again, which country is the strongest on the mainland?"

Lao Song was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously replied: "I'm afraid that even young children who can't speak can answer this question, if you talk about a strong country, 'Lu Guo' is called the third, I'm afraid that no other country dares to say that it can be ranked in the top ten, and it shares the honor of the same single-digit rank with 'Lu Guo', not to mention that Lu Guo also has the world-famous Sword Pavilion and Tianshang Xing." Even our Qi country, which is located in the corner of the east, can shout slogans such as 'Tianzhao Emperor Lu, Guozuo Changwu' and the like, and no one dares to say anything against it, let alone those states in the central area after crossing the Tianshan Mountains. ”

"However, this 'Lu Guo' is ...... what you just said" Steward Song suddenly stopped, his mind suddenly flashed over Fang Weng's surname, and he thought of some extremely incredible possibility in his heart, and he was cold and silent for a while, stunned in place.

The great Yaxinzhai suddenly quieted down, and in the silence where the needle could be heard, Cao Fuhai's whispering voice floated by: "You can't see the couplet, and you can't see what Mo Fan put behind the plaque, the miniature lintel he put the action too fast, I didn't see how many door stalls there are on it, if there are only two of them, it's better to say, if there are four door stalls on it, I'm afraid of this Chang'an City, no, maybe Qi is going to have some big things......

Cao Fuhai didn't say what would happen, but Steward Song understood everything, once there are two stalls above the lintel, it means that the head of the house is at least a seventh-fifth-grade court official, and the four stalls above it correspond to the Confucian giants in the court with more than four ranks!

As for the possibility of going further, even the iron-masked old Song, who has always been known for his calmness, did not panic even if he was suddenly carried away by four strong men that day, and did not dare to think about it anymore, because that would represent too many terrible results for the entire Eastern Regions!

Add to the metaphor of the 'land' country on the door hairpin......

Steward Song stretched out his hand to wipe the cold sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, and thousands of thoughts floated through his mind.

"I'm just afraid that this Mangdang Mountain Range will change greatly..."

......

In the Yaxin Zhai, which had been quiet for an unknown amount of time, Cao Fuhai slowly raised the teacup, looked in the direction of Mofan's shop, and said loudly:

"Serve tea, send off. ”

After speaking, he drank it all before the rain.

......

On the way to Baifu with Bai Xingxiang, Mo Fan, who casually pillowed his hands behind his head, walked slowly along the flow of people, while enjoying the prosperous scenery on both sides of Chang'an Street, he turned his head to look at the big man behind him who didn't say a word, and asked casually: "You will be a person from my Yueyang Tower in the next half a year, and you must have a majestic name when you come out and go in, do you have any good ideas?"

After a long time, seeing the big man and the tiger walking in the wind, the bronzed skin exposed outside the half-arm narrow shirt was knotted and powerful, the eyes the size of copper bells were slightly squinted and looked straight ahead, looking tense that he didn't hear anyone say, Mo Fan had no choice but to turn his head and say nothing to himself: "Look at your behavior is very extraordinary, and the business is particularly profitable, so I will call you 'Wangcai' from now on." ”

As he spoke, the young man nodded, seemingly very satisfied with this temporary name, but he did not expect to attract a burst of angry scolding from the big man.

"Get out of the ball, don't provoke me to slap you to death! Lao Tzu doesn't change his name or surname on the rivers and lakes, his name is 'Scar', which way dare not give a few faces, and also step on the horse 'Wangcai', you are bold enough to bark and try?"

Hearing such vulgar words, the young man who didn't care about it waved his hand and asked with a smile: "You said your name is Scar, but I see that you have a lot of scars all over your body, but none of them were cut by a knife, right?"

"I didn't expect you kid to be a thief with big eyes," the big man who claimed to be a scar bared his white teeth and laughed, "To tell you the truth, I can have any scar on my body in my life, but I can't have a scar, otherwise I still use a fart knife......? But you won't understand, Lao Tzu's original name was 'no scar under the knife', the emphasis is on killing with a knife, never giving you the opportunity to raise a scar, and then it was too long, and several times it was fought before the number was reported, so it was simply changed and called 'scar' to the ball. ”

"There is no scar under the knife..."Hearing these five words, the young man looked strange and covered his mouth and said, "What a majestic and good name." ”

"yes, I think your kid is still good at talking with this mouth, otherwise ......"

Before he finished speaking, Scar's scattered eyes suddenly froze, and his right hand raised the big knife without warning, slashing three feet in front of him!

In an instant, the silver ring sword collided with some extremely hard weapon, and the sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, and half of the arms of the unlucky passer-by walking in the alley without knowing what was happening were twisted in, and before he could scream, he was instantly fainted by great pain.

Between the whistling of the wind, a long white silk silk silk that seems to be silk and not silk is like jade and not jade appears leisurely in mid-air, accompanied by a coquettish laughter like a golden bell, the beautiful girl Sakura lips of about fifteen or sixteen years old opened slightly, revealing two sharp tiger teeth, fingertips twisted lightly, and the white silk silk was retracted and wrapped around the waist, just like the widowed Guanghan fairy, the jade feet lightly touched the willow branches, fluttering down.

The smart voice sounded in the field, making people feel like falling into a fairyland, forgetting the terrible severed arm on the ground.