As the saying goes: a strong dragon is difficult to suppress the head snake. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info Zheng Binqing has been operating in Baoxing for a long time, and has colluded with Xu officials, is well-informed, and has a wind and grass, and can often know in advance. It's not easy to take him down.

While listening and thinking, a strange greeting from yin and yang interrupted Meng Jiucheng's thoughts. When I looked up, I saw a big man, with an open chest and open arms, and entered the tea room, it was the scoundrel Niu Er, followed by Zhao Qing.

Niu Er and Zhao Qing entered the tea room, and saw Meng Jiucheng at a glance, the two looked at each other and made a look, Niu Er greeted him and shook it with a strange smile.

"Two pots of good tea will be counted into Brother He'er's account." Niu Er sat opposite Meng Jiucheng unceremoniously, rolling his triangular eyes.

Meng Jiucheng smiled on his face, but remained silent. Seeing that Zhao Qing also came over, he nodded with a smile, and he didn't answer this villain.

"Why didn't Brother He'er come out to play with us recently? Don't you have money, but you are stingy, or look down on us? Zhao Qing didn't lose a cup of tea, and began to provoke thorns.

"If you have money, it's also my own use, what does it matter to you?" Meng Jiucheng stretched out his hand and pinched the teapot, and sneered: "If you look at a loser like me the day before yesterday, you can also call me and be a gang to earn him some money." ”

When Zhao Qing heard that it was not a talk, when Meng Jiucheng used such an attitude and said such a thing, he couldn't help but be stunned.

Niu Er saw Zhao Qing looking at him in a bit of confusion, and he felt strange in his heart, but he didn't think it was a big deal, his eyes flashed fiercely, and he glared at Meng Jiucheng and said: "The mansion and the adoptive mother are all sold for money." I worked hard to find a customer, but you regretted Hu Lai and made us lose our face, how should this one be counted? ”

Meng Jiucheng snorted and said, "Regret Hu Lai? I can't afford it. Now the house and the adoptive mother still have to be sold, the house is 5,000 yuan, and the six qiaoer are 3,000 yuan. ”

"What?" Zhao Qing almost jumped up, very annoyed, glared at Meng Jiucheng and shouted, "What kind of bird mansion wants to sell for so much money?" ”

"The house is not worth a lot of money, but under this house, if it is not good, there are gold and silver treasures, if you dig it, you can make money." Meng Jiucheng smiled evilly.

The so-called "buried things, hidden things" in later generations were called "hidden things" by the Song people. The government of the Song Dynasty adopted the principle of "pre-emption" in the legislation on the ownership of the property rights of the "lodging objects", recognizing and protecting the property rights of the discoverers, and at the same time taking into account the rights of the owners of the "lodging objects".

Since the law recognizes and protects the rights of the discoverers of "lodging objects", a very unique residential transaction practice has been formed in a city with a long history like Luoyang: "Whoever leaves the first house unexcavated will pay for the excavation". That is to say, if you want to buy a house that has not been excavated, the owner will ask you to compensate you for a "digging money".

Baoxing is of course different from an ancient capital like Luoyang, but Meng Jiucheng is not a strong word. Originally, it was a voluntary transaction, but Zhao Qing just ignored it, and Meng Jiucheng took the "Suzhou Treasure" again, which made him even more reasonable.

"Then Brother He'er is going to dig up the mansion and be willing to do it if he doesn't get anything?" Zhao Qing blinked, speculating on Meng Jiucheng's intentions.

Meng Jiucheng didn't have any fluctuations in his heart, and even wanted to laugh, but nodded with a straight face, and said, "I don't want to dig now, I may be able to pick a few hoes after ten or eight years." ”

"You-" Zhao Qing gritted his teeth and said hatefully: "Aren't you entertaining Second Brother Niu?" ”

Sure enough, it's a cunning guy, and he wants to make Niu Er angry. Meng Jiucheng pursed the corners of his mouth, ignored it, and beckoned Dr. Tea to meet the account.

"Official, three pots of good tea, a total of thirty Wen." Dr. Tea carried the kettle and nodded to report the accounts.

"I only drank a pot of tea, and they paid for it." Meng Jiucheng took out ten cents, stood up, took a step sideways, chose a good position, and quietly wrapped his hands in his sleeves.

Niu Er's face changed, he stared at Meng Jiucheng viciously, and said in a deep voice: "Begging for a beating, the master will teach you how to behave today?" As he spoke, he raised his fist and shook it, and stood up.

The first strike is strong, Meng Jiucheng is about to fight, without waiting for Niu Er to stand up, Meng Jiucheng used his wrapped right hand to hold up the iron kettle in Dr. Cha's hand, and pushed it hard, and even the pot with water crashed into Niu Er's arms.

The lethality of the iron kettle and the boiling water is really powerful, and Niu Er snorted, jumping like a cramp. Then, Meng Jiucheng had already bypassed the table, and in the horrified eyes of everyone, he began to beat this grandson to the point of spitting.

"I'm your father, why should you pay the bill?" Meng Jiucheng waved his fist and scolded viciously.

A straight fist smashed directly into Niu Er's face, his nose was sore, dirty blood was splashed, and Niu Er immediately covered his face, and his vision was blurred. Meng Jiucheng used all his strength and punched him in the stomach. One, two, hard. When hitting the abdomen with a heavy fist, the light one will churn in the abdomen and lose his fighting spirit; In severe cases, a blow to the celiac plexus can cause severe pain and coma and loss of combat effectiveness.

Niu Er bent over to cover his stomach in pain, Meng Jiucheng took a step back, and with a high sound, he kicked a powerful kick off, and the golden right foot was kicking Niu Er's face. Niu Er threw himself back sharply, his teeth bleeding. His eyes straightened, swayed, and he slowly fell to his knees, then fell to his stomach like a heavy bag.

Meng Jiucheng has already set up a posture and is ready to take another free kick. Niu Er fell, which surprised him a little.

"Let you be cheap, cheap." Meng Jiucheng scolded, stepped forward and stepped on Niu Er's feet again, you shameless, do you think that everyone in the four seas is your mother*, everyone has to get used to you!?

The people in the teahouse were stunned, and the deceitful young man in a long shirt and a scarf suddenly turned into a violent man, beating Niu Er with a hideous face, and beating the unsightly sloppy man into a pile of mud. This, what kind of situation is this, is this still a normal world?

Meng Jiucheng stopped his fists and feet, and turned his head to see Zhao Qing again. This guy's eyes are about to fall out, his mouth is open, and he looks like he's seen it.

Hehe, Meng Jiucheng laughed twice, hit his right fist twice on his left palm, and walked over.

Zhao Qing's eyes rolled, and he saw Meng Jiucheng approaching slowly, blinked his eyes, snorted, and turned around and wanted to run.

Meng Jiucheng flew up and kicked on Zhao Qing's buttocks, and the geese fell from the sand, and Zhao Qing screamed and came to a beautiful dog shit.

Zhao Qing was blinded, instinctively propped up his arms, and struggled to crawl outside the teahouse. As soon as his head was tight, Meng Jiucheng had grabbed his hair bun and dragged it back.