Chapter 48: The Slaughterhouse

After walking for half an hour, Peng Zhongyu saw a row of wooden sheds from a distance. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info look far below the shed, rows of wooden shelves, hanging bright red mutton and beef and the like. In front of the shelf, a row of wooden planks also placed bright red beef and mutton. Behind each plank, stood a man with a 2-foot-long machete.

It seems that this is a meat market, and these people with knives in their hands are the same people who sell meat.

There is a small road in front of the board, and there are several cars in front of it, on which are filled with red beef. It seems that it is here to buy meat, and there are several cars on the way to Pingwu City.

At this moment, the group of people in front blocked the meat market. The man in front of him was shouting something. Behind the board, the men with machetes raised their heads one by one. At this time, they found that they were not good, and they all took machetes and walked to the front of the board.

The two teams of people and horses looked at each other, and the man in the red embroidered robe who only listened shouted something in his mouth. Seeing that something was going to happen, Peng Zhongyu waved a steel gun, urged the war horse, took the lead, and shouted loudly: "Stop." ”

His voice was like a thunderclap in the sky. The people on both sides stood in the middle with murderous attitudes. The leader of the young general, holding a black steel spear, with a group of soldiers, full armor, and a saber in his hand, stopped in the middle of the two teams.

The two teams took a few steps back, and no one dared to take a step forward. He that bears the machete lays down the machete, and he that bears the stick lays it on the ground.

I saw a man in a red embroidered robe, taking two steps forward and walking in front of Peng Zhongyu's horse. He arched his hand and said: "This general, I am Sun Bin, and I am the family of Mr. Sun Zhong of Xiuping Wucheng, and Mr. Sun Zhong asked me to take care of some miscellaneous matters." ”

Peng Zhongyu looked at Sun Zhong and said, "Mr. Sun, you are from the city repair, why did you come here and find trouble selling meat?" ”

Sun Zhong sighed and said, "Little general, you don't know, this old meat seller bullies me." I told him once a few days ago, and he kept telling him. So, I came here today to tell him that I didn't come here to fight. ”

Peng Zhongyu snorted and said, "Mr. Sun, if you want to say it, you can just come by yourself, why do you bring so many people?" ”

Sun Bin blushed and was speechless.

Peng Zhongyu said: "What the hell is going on? From the beginning? ”

Peng Zhongyu had a serious face, his eyes glaring at Sun Bin. Although Sun Bin is tall, looking at this young general, the big gun in his hand, he was secretly frightened, other people's big guns are all wooden poles, but what he is holding is actually iron.

Sun Bin was a little scared for some reason, and began to stammer: "I, I, I, general, I'm here to settle accounts with them." They always pull people from us. Many of the craftsmen I brought with me have already run here. That's how I came here to bring my people back. ”

Peng Zhongyu stabbed the big gun to the ground, jumped off the war horse, and came to Sun Bin. Sun Bin took two steps back, but his eyes kept looking at Peng Zhongyu, who was walking quickly.

Peng Zhongyu walked up to Sun Bin, pointed at Sun Bin and said, "Sun Bin, you are so unconscious, is it possible that the craftsman you brought is your family's house slave?" We are not allowed to be slaves in Pingzhou, I guess you understand, right? ”

Sun Bin said: "Little general, you don't know, of course these craftsmen are not our domestic slaves, but they are also employed by my family." But some of them have only been here for a few days, and they have been deceived into this cattle and sheep market, some slaughtering cattle, some slaughtering sheep, some selling meat, and some selling cowhides and sheepskins. I don't know what kind of ecstasy soup was poured with them here, so they all ran this way one by one. I told them the other day to stop pulling people from us. You also know that we are receiving military missions, if this city cannot be repaired. Our Mr. Sun Zhong is going to lose his head. As he spoke, this Sun Bin actually cried, and the more he talked, the more sad he became, as if Sun Zhong's life was really hard to protect, and he was about to be killed.

Peng Zhongyu saw that he was crying pitifully, and felt that what he said was also a little reasonable. Peng Zhongyu turned around, looked at the group of butchers opposite, and said, "Which of you is the leader, come here." ”

Strange to say, the butchers looked at each other and whispered something, but no one came out. After a while, a dark and thin young man came over and saluted Peng Zhongyu: "General, our person in charge has not yet arrived, he has gone to deal with the sheepskin matter." ”

Peng Zhongyu looked at this row of wooden sheds, which were almost half a mile long, and it seemed that the daily meat should be enough for Pingwu City. This boss is still in the sheepskin business, and it seems that he is really rich. Sun Zhong, he has also heard of it, it seems that the salary he gives is quite high, and it seems that the owner of this meat farm can pay a higher salary. Who is this? So rich, but I've never heard of it.

Peng Zhongyu looked at the black and thin man and asked, "Then will he wait to come over?" ”

The young man said: "General, I have already sent someone to shout, there is such a big thing here, he should be rushing here, it is estimated that he will be there in a while." ”

Peng Zhongyu nodded and waved his hand to let the young man go back. He stood here, waiting for the figure to come, and he wanted to see who it was.

Sun Bin saw that Peng Zhongyu's face was not good, and chatted with Peng Zhongyu from time to time, adding fuel and vinegar to the words. How did he find various craftsmen from the refugees with great difficulty, how did these craftsmen go all the way from Xianwu City to Pingwu City, how did the Sun family take care of these craftsmen, and how much did it cost.

The more Peng Zhongyu listened, the more angry he became, obviously this Sun Bin told Jean a lot of his grievances, and the more these people who sold meat listened, the more unauthentic they became.

Peng Zhongyu was anxious, thinking that He Wang and Chief of Staff Zhang were still waiting for their news, so he was even more depressed, and looked at the meat field from time to time.

Peng Zhongyu was anxious, and Sun Bin looked at him with an ugly face, and he became more and more calm. Sun Bin found that Peng Zhongyu's eyes were becoming more and more kind when he looked at him, and he was more and more angry when he looked at the other party's eyes. I was about to say something more, so that I could add fuel to the fire of this young man who had nothing to do.

At this moment, from the southwest of the meadow, three fast horses galloped towards this direction. The first one, hunched over and holding the reins in both hands, galloped towards this side.

In the blink of an eye, the three horses came to view. The three jumped off their horses, and someone next to them led them aside. The three of them walked quickly to Peng Zhongyu's approach, the first one, with short hair, a dark and thin face, medium height, and a canvas summer coat. The latter two are ordinary middle-aged men, except for their dark faces, they are the same half-sleeved linen clothes as the people brought by Sun Bin.

The man led by hurriedly came to Peng Zhongyu and said, "General, I'm late, my sheepskin business over there is dealing with some things, and I just knew that something happened here, so I hurried to this side." ”

Sun Bin saw that Peng Zhongyu was angry and saw how he had a seizure.

Peng Zhongyu looked at the three of them, his eyes fell on the person in the lead, rubbed his eyes, and stared at the person carefully. The man at the head saw this young young player looking at himself like this, obviously a little looking for trouble, and bowed his head to prepare for the coming storm.