After grinding his mouth, he finally let Master Fan let down his guard, Zhao Yange sat opposite him and ordered three liters of sweet potato roast.

"Can you drink..."Master Fan looked suspicious, although the cost of sweet potato roast is very low, but the stamina is very strong, and the taste is first-class, but this handsome scholar in front of him really won't "pour three cups"?

Zhao Yange smiled and waved his hand: "The amount of alcohol is not innate, I was frustrated in love for a while ago, and I was addicted to alcohol, and this little wine can't stop me at all!" ”

He summed up the four realms of drinking, namely the wine man, the wine man, the wine fairy, and the wine god, which are described as follows:

Wine Man: Pour a large bowl and take a sip

Alcoholics: Accept all the wine you have

Brewmaster: Drink at the top and leak at the bottom

Bacchus: Wash the Yellow River water and flow backwards

Master Fan frowned, this description was not only very obscene, but also a little disgusting, so he didn't ask deeply.

The shopkeeper was very discerning, and when he saw a new son in the private room, he hurriedly changed two fresh flower cups, scooped out the wine with a spoon, and the amber sweet potato was intoxicating.

Fan Wei let out a long sigh and drank it all, his heart was heavy.

"Master Fan, can you tell me about Ling Lang?" After drinking seven or eight glasses, Master Fan was a little drunk, and Zhao Yange took advantage of this juncture to ask questions.

He looked into the distance, and said with a slight sigh: "Things have to start from half a month ago, it was the night of the flowers in the Dancing Phoenix Tower, Xiao'er and Chu Gongzi went to watch, but on the way back, they were taken away by mountain bandits!" ”

"There was no sign of it!? Or did the bandit leave any clues? ”

Master Fan shook his head helplessly and continued: "At that time, he went back to the house with Chu Gongzi, Chu Gongzi was seriously injured and his legs were crushed, and my son did not know where to go..."

Zhao Yange seemed to remember that the night when the flowers in the Wufeng Building were beautiful was also the night when Lin Xian'er removed the title of Oiran, and Chu Jianghe left angrily after the attempt to make trouble in the Qinglou.

Halfway through, Zhao Yange and Suning rescued Chu Jianghe who was crushed under the horse, it seems that it happened on that day, so to speak, Chu Jianghe and Fan Yuxia were attacked at the same time, and the bandits just kidnapped Fan Yuxia but did not care about Chu Jianghe, who was seriously injured.

This is very strange, if you talk about the amount of money, fame, reputation, and influence, the Chu family is slightly better than the Fan family, but why did you want to arrest Fan Yuxia?

"Master Fan, life is unsatisfactory, and I have to drink more!" The so-called drunken spit out the truth, Zhao Yange ruthlessly began to pour wine.

"Yes, unsatisfactory, but why did I encounter this unsatisfactory! I asked myself to be diligent all my life, to live up to my ancestors, to live up to the sky, to start a small pawnshop business in this Wolong Town, and now I am old, but I can be the emperor..."

Master Fan slapped the table angrily, his hair was messy, and he finally revealed his thoughts and plates.

"Just now, the master said that you invited a lot of people with good skills, so why don't these people help you?" Zhao Yange's heart was cold, his mind turned sharply, and he asked: "Isn't this kind of opportunity a good time for people in the rivers and lakes to make money?" ”

Master Fan smiled bitterly, burned a cup of sweet potato into his mouth, and said vaguely: "I heard that His Majesty was captured by mountain bandits, my first thought was to report to the official, but there are often mountain bandits in Wolong Town, and the imperial court has sent troops to encircle and suppress them several times, all in vain. ”

"The bandit left his name?" This is the crux of the matter, Zhao Yange grasped the most important line in a daze.

Master Fan took out a piece of cotton silk from his arms, handed it to Zhao Yange and said: "Yes, this is sent by the bandits on the day of His Majesty's disappearance, let me scrape together enough 100,000 taels of silver within a month, and pay the money with one hand and the other hand at the Wusheng Temple in the west of the city a month later, otherwise he will tear up the ticket!" ”

This is undoubtedly a problem, the Fan family is in a flowing business, and the silver cannot be put on the surface, not to mention 100,000 taels, the amount is too large, even the county government of Wolong Town, it is estimated that it will take a few months.

The quality of the cotton silk is very good, a little soft and fits the feel, after opening, there are a few words written on it crookedly:

If you want to save your son, just make up 100,000 taels within a month, and then exchange them at the Chengxi Wusheng Temple on the 21st of the next month, otherwise, just wait to collect the lion for your son!

The name of the drop sounds familiar: Mei Chaofeng!

It seems that this mountain bandit is not very cultured, and the word 'corpse' that collects corpses can't be written, and he always likes to pretend to be cool, Mei Chaofeng!? Lao Tzu will return your sister Huang Laoxi!

Suspicious and suspicious, pretending to be a ghost, Zhao Yange's first feeling was that this mountain bandit was someone offended by Master Fan.

He deliberately put on a posture of a master of the rivers and lakes, in order to make those people think that this was a hot potato, so they didn't dare to take over this business easily.

The mountain bandit asked Master Fan to make up 100,000 taels because he had no concept of silver, how could there be such an amateur mountain bandit, so it can basically be concluded that the so-called mountain bandit should be an ordinary person's fake.

This person may be a guy from Yongan Pawnshop, who was owed wages by Master Fan, or had some estrangement from Master Fan, or was in a hurry to use money, so he went sideways.

Thinking that there was a door to the matter, Zhao Yange immediately decided, "Master Fan, if you are willing to believe me, this matter will be wrapped up in Xiaosheng, and after half a month, I will definitely bring your son to you!" ”

"Huh!?" Master Fan stared at him worriedly, and said with a vague smile: "Childe, if you ask me to say it directly, as the president of the Wolong Town Chamber of Commerce, I will naturally not waste my personal interests for public purposes." Why should you get involved in this, you are still young, if something happens, how can you explain it to your family? ”

"Don't worry about Master Fan, Xiao Sheng only needs to explain to myself, if I don't have anything to ask Master Fan, I guess I will also help you save Ling Lang, after all, I don't want to see people in Wolong Town panic!" Zhao Yange smiled.

"If the son succeeds in rescuing the child, then the grace will be recreated, and the little old man will be repaid with death!" In the past, he neglected the education of Fan Yuxia, and devoted himself to business, and always felt that his life was missing a little color.

After such an incident, he deeply felt the preciousness of family affection, and failed to let Fan Yuxia experience fatherly love, which was probably his only regret.

The wine was sad, Master Fan was soon drunk, Zhao Yange sighed in his heart, hired a carriage to send Master Fan back to Fan's house, and when he was leaving, he muttered to himself: "Childe is good, Childe is good..."

Seeing the carriage go away, Zhao Yange had no intention of drinking, and after paying for Master Fan, he began to think of a solution.

At this time, there is still half a month before the agreed date, and it is impossible to make money in this half month, so what else can he do?

Zhao Yange decided that he wanted to learn martial arts!

He also gave himself a nickname, known as the Condor Hero!