smashed the door of the store on the fourth watch, and the young man's getting up gas could poke a hole in the sky.

But the silver that must have been spent in vain turned this sky-high anger into a smile.

He led the way diligently, not only sent hot tea and hot water, but also deliberately found two sets of clean bedding and served them very carefully.

Cheng Ming naturally lived up to his expectations and gave him an extra copper plate.

Then he watched the smile on the young man's face instantly stiffen, and he cursed something in his mouth in a low voice.

Xue Rong watched speechlessly from the side, but Cheng Ming didn't care about it, and slept on the bed.

When I opened my eyes the next day, it was already three poles in the sun.

When the door was opened, the guy waited outside with the shopkeeper, and his words were very polite, and he would never be soft on asking for money.

Cheng Ming smiled and gave a piece of broken silver, and after pulling the young man and whispering a little, the two of them walked leisurely on the street.

Texas City is not small, and it is bustling.

There is a porridge shop not far from the door, and there is a long list of stalls in front of the door, all of which sell food.

The two of them didn't go far, they went in and asked for a bowl of porridge each, and beckoned the stalls outside, and sent three or five kinds of food to them, and set up half a table.

Xue Rong asked while eating, "Dao Chief, what did you say to that young man?" ”

Cheng Ming sandwiched a piece of shortbread, threw it into his mouth, and said vaguely: "It's nothing, just ask how to solve it if you encounter someone harassing you!" ”

"Huh? Why do you ask this? ”

"You don't understand that! Don't look at the beggars' tattered clothes, and their bodies are stinky, and they don't look inconspicuous at all. But people are serious and organized. ”

Cheng Ming said: "Generally speaking, there is a big beggar in every city, who is in charge of many small beggars, and indirectly manages the beggars in the whole city.

If a beggar from outside wants to beg along the street, he must first worship the pier.

Usually, their stronghold is a ruined temple or an abandoned courtyard. There are also those who are a little more particular and live in a serious person's house. But it's all on the surface, as long as you look for it carefully, you can find it.

If we are looking for beggars now, we naturally have to start from this aspect. ”

Xue Rong was stunned when he heard this, and asked, "Oh, did you find it?" ”

Cheng Ming pointed to the opposite side: "Oh, there!" ”

Xue Rong turned his head to look and saw a bunch of beggars on the opposite corner.

He was born rich and noble, grew up in fine clothes and food, and there were always people around him to serve him, although he was not particularly disgusted with the stinky beggars, he also stayed away from them, and never paid much attention to them.

If you take a closer look today, sure enough, every beggar gang has a head.

At first glance, four or five beggars were about the same, but when they looked closely, one of them stood out.

His bowl is bigger than others, has a better texture than others, and has smaller notches than others, unlike other people's bowls that are dirty.

The clothes on the body are also relatively neat, although they are also buried, but there are patches on the body.

As for the other beggars, when their clothes are torn, they all tie a pimple, and they beg along the street with a whole body of pimple soup, and rarely use needles and threads to mend it.

"Where did you meet that beggar yesterday?" Cheng Ming asked.

"It's not far ahead!"

Cheng Ming nodded and shouted, "Get me a cage of meat buns." ”

The guy agreed, ran out with a cigarette, and came back with a basket full of steamed buns at the bun shop next door.

Cheng Ming casually threw him a piece of broken silver, took the bun cage and walked out of the porridge shop, and walked directly to the beggars.

Seeing Cheng Ming's posture, several beggars' eyes lit up, and they hurriedly surrounded them, raised the bowl high, and shouted loudly: "Master, be kind, be kind!" ”

Cheng Ming put one in each person's bowl, grabbed one himself and took a bite, his eyes lit up, and he nodded: "It tastes good!" ”

No one answered, and the beggars all bowed their heads and devoured them.

Cheng Ming said: "The buns are delicious, right?" ”

"Delicious, delicious!" The beggars all nodded, and one of them choked and rolled his eyes, and nodded his head as well.

"Do you still want to eat?"

"Master, be kind......"

Cheng Mingyi waved his hand and said, "If you want to eat, answer me a few questions!" ”

He pointed at the beggar and said, "You answer!" ”

The beggar hesitated, bowed his head and said, "I don't know what the master wants to know?" We're beggars......"

Cheng Ming didn't bother to listen to his nonsense, so he interrupted directly and asked,

"Yesterday morning, not far ahead, a beggar pulled a scholar and caused a dispute, and many people watched. I heard that there is also money everywhere, and it is said that it is a reservation. You know that, right? ”

The beggar hesitated and shook his head.

Cheng Ming smiled: "I don't know what you're hiding. Yesterday, many people saw this, and the shopkeepers on both sides of the shops received a lot of money, so if I asked one by one, I would always be able to ask for some news, right?

If you don't tell me, I save time, you get buns, you can have a full meal. Isn't it better to let others not go than cheaper? Or is there some big secret in this? ”

The beggar kept his head down for a while before he said, "We all know what happened yesterday!" We also know that person, this old man must have thought that he was also a beggar, but in fact he was not, he was a local, named Chang Feng, and he was a madman who wanted to cultivate immortals and wanted to be stupid. ”

"Yo! That's new! Tell me about it in detail! ”

Cheng Ming handed them the steamed bun cage, turned his head and shouted to the steamed bun shop: "Bring me two more steamed buns, and the cage will be counted as another money!" ”

The shopkeeper of the bun shop agreed from afar, and his tone was full of joy.

The beggars divided the bun and took a big bite.

"This matter is actually not a secret, basically half of the city knows about it." The beggar said: "Chang Feng was originally a scholar, and I heard that his original literary skills were also good, and he was also admitted to Xiucai. But one year when I went to Beijing to catch the exam, I didn't know what disaster I encountered, I fell seriously ill halfway, and when I came back, my temperament changed.

Poetry and poetry are silent, every day they are clamoring to cultivate immortals, and every once in a while they go out to find monks and catch Taoists, wanting to find a master to be a master. But after three or five years, the master did not find it, and the creditor got a bunch of them.

Every day, they blocked the door of the house to ask for accounts, making the entire alley unpeaceful. ”

The beggar shook his head and said: "Chang Feng's parents died early, he has only one daughter-in-law, and he has some acres of land at home, although his life is poor, he is not short of food and clothing. But he made such a fuss, his daughter-in-law ran away, and the home was gone. I heard that in the end, even the land and the house were all sold, and all the debts were paid off. ”

Cheng Ming wondered: "Then you went crazy?" ”

"Of course not, he disappeared after that, and no one knows where he went!" The beggar recalled: "Until three months ago he suddenly appeared, and he was in tatters, making himself look like a beggar, but today he is very rich. Not only did he buy his house back at once, but he also often walked around the street every day, obviously wearing tattered clothes, but he could always take out money, which made people puzzled! ”