By the West Lake, Shen An hid under a wonton stall with a dirty face, and the weather was still sunny just now, but now it was drizzling. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The owner of the stall is an old man, sheltering from the rain at someone's stall, and Shen An ordered a bowl of wontons, which can be regarded as justifiable and peaceful.

At this time, the painting boats on the West Lake floated on it, because of the rain, the talented and beautiful people who played on the painting boat all entered the painting boat, and from time to time there would be the sound of silk and bamboo music, while eating wontons, Shen An secretly wondered if he could find a money-making errand on the painting boat.

"Old man, you cook this wonton well, you must be able to make a lot of money on weekdays." In his previous life, Shen An could be regarded as having tasted a lot of delicacies from the mountains and seas, and he tasted the wontons cooked by this old man, but he still had a different feeling, huh...... It was warm.

"Childe laughed, the little business of the old man can barely support his family." The old man smiled wryly, obviously the business here was not as good as Shen An imagined.

Shen An nodded and continued to eat wontons, it was still raining anyway, and he couldn't go back.

The rain does not have a tendency to stop, and the rain in Jiangnan is like this, lingering, and the lake is slightly foggy.

The tourists around the West Lake have long been scattered, the bustling small stalls are still operating in an orderly manner in the rain, and some restaurants not far away also have noisy sounds, such a beautiful scenery is something Shen An has never seen.

A sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl suddenly appeared in the rain, without an umbrella, running towards the paving from far and near, Shen An could even clearly see the little girl's rain-soaked hair tightly on her forehead, slowly, she got closer and closer.

"Grandpa, grandpa, it's here to collect debts again." The little girl was about to shout at the old man, and Shen An heard the cry, probably in trouble.

The old man hurriedly put down the spoon in his hand and pulled the little girl in, and the old man looked sad and wiped the rain from the little girl's forehead with his sleeve.

There was a raging flame burning in the stove, and the little girl squatted beside her to explain the situation carefully, and the old man's sadness became even stronger.

Shen An also roughly listened to what happened, although it was rude to eavesdrop on other people's speeches, but this stall was such a small place, he had to listen to it even if he didn't want to.

The sky gradually darkened, and the firelight reflected on the little girl's face, making Shen An sigh that in his previous life, it was rare to see such a simple and sensible girl.

The thing is probably that the little girl's parents died early, and her father owed a lot of debts during his lifetime, and now the debt collector has come to the door, and the grandfather and grandson are already living urgently, and the matter of repaying the debt is even more difficult.

As the little girl spoke, a round figure appeared in the rain, followed by two sturdy and burly men with umbrellas.

"Old man Mo, if you can't repay the debt, take your granddaughter to pay off the debt, and I, Zhu Fugui, will help her find a good place." The round Zhu Fugui has a fat head and big ears, and his huge belly seems to be about to tear the clothes with good fabrics on his body, and his voice is sharp and ugly.

The two sturdy men in the back followed Zhu Fugui into the paving, and the poor paving, which was already small, looked a little crowded.

"Shopkeeper Zhu, the debt owed by the old man is a cow and a horse, and he will repay it, I beg the shopkeeper Zhu to give me more time......"

Before Old Man Mo finished speaking, Zhu Fugui interrupted directly: "Debt repayment, it is justified, I said, you can't afford to use your granddaughter to pay off the debt, I, Zhu Fugui, will help him find a good place to go."

A good place to go? It's probably the women who accompany the Qinglou tavern.

"This, this...... Shopkeeper Zhu will give the old man some more time, the old man will be such a relative...... "Old man Mo's face was like ashes, and he knelt in front of Zhu Fugui with a pop.

Zhu Fugui impatiently helped Old Man Mo up, and his tone was indifferent: "Old Mo, I know your difficulties, if it were a little money, it would be fine, but this is a full two hundred taels, so much money, you can't make money even if you sell wontons until you die." I think your granddaughter is still handsome, and if she works for a few years, she can pay off her debts, and maybe she can save money to redeem herself......"

After a few years of redemption, Mo Wan'er's life is almost ruined.

Mo Wan'er hid behind the stove in a hurry, biting her pale lip, there were tears in her eyes, but she was strong and did not cry.

Zhu Fugui sighed lightly: "Old Mo, it's really not that I, Zhu Fugui, am ruthless, it's just that you really can't afford to pay back these two hundred taels, and you owe ...... debts to repay the money."

"It's only right to pay back debts." Shen An finished eating a whole bowl of wontons, stood up and wiped his mouth, "But I think that the shopkeeper Zhu is not short of this money in a short time, right?" ”

Seeing that the road was uneven, it was really difficult for Shen An to turn a blind eye, especially when a guy with a fat brain bullied a pair of poor people who were lonely. This Zhu Fugui doesn't look like a person who is short of money, but he is so aggressive, Shen An can't bear it, and he doesn't intend to put up with it.

It was drizzling and foggy on the lake, and a small boat stopped at the lake.

In the canopy, out of two figures wearing hats and robes, walking in front was a young man in Tsing Yi, followed by a middle-aged man.

The two also walked into the stall, and the middle-aged man greeted: "Two bowls of wontons."

The two of them didn't seem to notice the strange atmosphere in the stall at all, and sat at a table next to Shen An.

Old man Mo reluctantly filled two bowls of wontons, Mo Wan'er took the wontons with red eyes and sent them to the two of them, she was really a sensible girl, Shen An sighed secretly.

"This son is ......" Zhu Fugui looked at Shen An, Shen An was also dressed in a green shirt, wearing a scarf, and dressed as a scholar, Zhu Fugui naturally wanted to ask clearly, scholars are still very respected in this dynasty.

"Shen An, Shen Zhongping." Shen An said lightly.

"Is there a meritorious reputation?"

"No, I've only been studying for a few years."

"Oh," Zhu Fugui was slightly disappointed, and then said, "Shen Gongzi is a literati who has studied for a few years, he owes debts and pays money, and he knows more about morality and honesty than us rough people. ”

"Literati don't dare to be, it's natural to repay debts, but Shopkeeper Zhu is not short of these silver taels at present, right?"

"There's no shortage at the moment."

"Then why does Shopkeeper Zhu have to do things so desperately and throw away morality? If you come out to mix, sooner or later you will have to pay it back, and it's better to be a man and leave a line. ”

Zhu Fugui was silent and thought for a while: "But these two hundred taels of old man Mo are destined to die and can't be repaid, and I can't help it."

Zhu Fugui was a little less indifferent when he said this, it seems that he still has a conscience.

"Within three months, I guarantee that Mo Lao will be able to repay the money."

"Why did Shen Gongzi say that, did Shen Gongzi want to break the bank himself?" Zhu Fugui disdainful, Shen An was dressed up, not like a person in the family who could take out two hundred taels of silver.

"How do you know if you don't try? If you don't come to collect debts after three months, you can not come back to collect debts, and at that time, the shopkeeper Zhu will not lose his morality, after all, he has given enough time. Shen An smiled, two hundred taels, you can always get it if you think of a way.

"Okay, Lao Mo, Shen Gongzi spoke for you, then I'll come back in three months." Zhu Fugui thought for a moment and responded, as a businessman, he didn't want to be told gossip about forcing people to a dead end, anyway, it was only three months, just wait.

Zhu Fugui left, Old Man Mo trembled and came to Shen An's table and pulled Mo Wan'er to bow down, but was quickly stopped by Shen An, and the fine tradition of respecting the old and loving the young came to this world with him when he woke up in this world.

"Thank you Gongzi for going out today to break the siege......" Old man Mo thanked Shen An, but he still had a sad face, and it was really difficult to get two hundred taels in three months. Speaking of which, after three months, it still can't change the ending.

Shen An naturally knew Old Man Mo's worries, but since he said that he could help Old Man Mo, he naturally had a reason to be sure: "Old Man Mo, isn't there still three months, three months is enough to do a lot of things, so since I take over this matter for you, there is still a way."

"This, forgive the old man for being rude, looking at the child's dress, I think it is better than us people, but two hundred taels is not a small amount, the kindness of the son is remembered in my heart, how dare I involve the child......"

Shen An's dress is indeed that of a poor scholar, well, in fact, he is a poor scholar now, and Li Mingzhu's thirty taels plus that house are estimated to be less than one hundred taels......

Old man Mo was bitter in his heart, those rich literati would not patronize a small stall like him, and he was more grateful to Shen An. As for hope, maybe it's just self-deception.

"Hmm...... It's really not a small amount, I'm also poor now, and I only have thirty taels of silver in my house. ”

Old Man Mo shook his head, his guess was indeed correct, but he was still grateful to Shen An, ordinary scholars would not care about such trivial matters.

Shen An looked at the West Lake, and the West Lake rained a lot, revealing a confident smile: "There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge." Nothing is yet to the end, and there will be a turnaround in the end. ”

The young man in Tsing Yi not far away turned his head slightly and glanced at Shen An, as if he was thinking.

In the rain, Xiaohe appeared with an umbrella, and saw Shen An at the paving with joy: "Uncle~Uncle-"

Ah, here comes the umbrella deliverer...... After comforting Old Man Mo, Shen An left.