Liang Xiaoshan took a slow breath and continued: "Yang Shiyao has followed his father to take care of the medicinal materials business since he was twenty years old, what kind of medicinal materials can make money, what kind of medicinal materials will lose money, what kind of market, Yang Shiyao knows well, he can even foresee what medicinal materials can make a lot of money in three years. It can be said that Yang Shiyao is a talent that many bosses in the medicinal herb industry want to get. Li Chengyun didn't know anything about medicinal materials at the beginning, and his medicinal materials store was open for five years, but instead of earning a penny, he almost couldn't even pay the rent. Li Chengyun has also changed from a rich businessman to a poor egg, and her wife Xue Hongyu says outside every day that Li Chengyun is a wreck. ”

Liang Xiaoshan's eyebrows furrowed and continued: "Then Li Chengyun heard that he can also do martial arts, he used to go to the rivers and lakes, and after making a small fortune, he wanted to wash his hands and start a business. How can this business be so easy to do? Just when Li Chengyun was about to go bankrupt, Yang Shiyao appeared. Yang Shiyao was recommended by Mao Sui, and he said that if he could not make money from Li Chengcheng's medicinal materials within half a year, he not only did not want a penny, but was also willing to compensate Li Chengyun for all losses. Li Chengyun is simply out of pig luck, there is such a person to take care of his business, his business is getting better and better day by day, and the business is getting bigger and bigger. Later, Li Chengyun bought the opposite house at a high price, renovated it again, and now it has become luxurious and beautiful. It can be said that Yang Shiyao is the benefactor of Li Chengyun. Now that Li Chengyun is dead, this Yang Shiyao is gone, so Xiaomin said that the Li family's medicinal herb shop is about to end. ”

Su Xianrong's eyes flashed, and he said, "Who are you talking about?" If I'm not mistaken, fifteen years ago, you were a child. ”

Liang Xiaoshan said: "What Xiaomin said just now was said by Xiaomin's boss Liang Jixiang. Boss Liang used to live in the carrier medicinal herb shop, at that time. Their family opened a small noodle shop, and when the noodle shop became bigger, they came to the opposite side, rented a house here, and opened this inn. Later, Boss Liang originally wanted to finish the renovation of his house. opened a branch, but he was afraid that the business would not be good, so he never made up his mind, and later, Li Chengyun ordered the store at a high price. Boss Liang himself had money, and he happened to meet the owner of this house who was in urgent need of money, so he bought the current house at a low price. ”

Su Xianrong said: "Then your boss Liang Jixiang, where is he now?"

Liang Xiaoshan said: "Boss Liang's is a very mysterious person. The small ones are just heard, and all affairs are taken care of by the housekeeper Zhao Tong and the shopkeeper Lu Fa. ”

Su Xianrong thought for a while and said, "The shopkeeper you are talking about is the person who shrunk to the side like a turtle today?"

Liang Xiaoshan nodded and said: "Exactly, although the shopkeeper is timid, he is very good at accounting, he has been in this inn for more than ten years, and he has never missed the account, so our boss trusts him very much."

Song Ruilong said: "Then where does your boss's son and wife live?"

Liang Xiaoshan looked at the back of the inn. said: "At this time, the proprietress and Liang Gongzi are estimated to have fallen asleep."

Song Ruilong also looked at the back of the inn. "There is no light behind the inn, they should be asleep." However, the county has a few words to ask them. ”

Liang Xiaoshan said enthusiastically: "Of course you can, if you have something to ask, you can do it anytime." The little ones are going to wake them up and get ready. ”

As soon as Liang Xiaoshan opened the back door of the inn, he saw an old man with an angry face.

The old man's beard was already gray. There was a chill on the bronzed face.

Before the old man could speak, Liang Xiaoshan was so frightened that he stepped aside.

The old man glared and said, "Who are they?"

Liang Xiaoshan was about to reply, but Song Ruilong said: "We are friends of your boss Liang Jixiang." I want to catch up with your boss tonight. ”

The old man snorted coldly and said, "Look at the two of you dressed like this, you know that it's not a good thing!" How can my boss have friends like yours? Wear clothes like you. It's not stealing or there is a ghost in your heart, listen to the old man's advice, where did you come from, where do you go back! Our boss doesn't have any friends like you. ”

Song Ruilong smiled indifferently and said, "Heh! What a big breath, what if I have to see your boss tonight? ”

The old man said, "Then you will step on the old man's corpse."

Su Xianrong took a step forward and said, "Why hasn't your boss appeared for two years?" Did you kill your boss? ”

The old man glared at Su Xianrong angrily and said, "Don't talk nonsense. Who said that my boss died, he still appeared the day before yesterday. He just didn't want people to disturb his purity. ”

Su Xianrong said: "Since your boss is not dead, then ask him to come out and meet us."

The old man said firmly, "No! Your dress is really suspicious, the old man has to consider the personal safety of the boss, and he can't let you see my boss. ”

Song Ruilong said: "So, if we don't let you go today, we won't be able to see your boss."

The old man was expressionless and said, "It should be like this."

As soon as the old man's hand stretched out and grabbed it, a cloth that wiped the table arrived in his hand, and with a slight twist of his hand, the cloth seemed to turn into a discus and flew towards Song Ruilong's neck.

The cloth that wipes the table is soft, and if you want to throw the cloth that wipes the table, ordinary people have to use other heavy things to do it. But the old man, as if throwing stones and iron, threw out the cloth that wiped the table.

Many people can throw a discus throw out and kill people, but there are only a few people in this world who can throw a tablecloth out and kill people.

The old man was undoubtedly one of those men.

In the blink of an eye, the tablecloth flew to Song Ruilong's throat, and if Song Ruilong's hand was a little slower, the tablecloth would be able to cut his throat.

Song Ruilong used the internal force on his body to dissolve the internal force on the tablecloth, and then, with a light grasp of it, the tablecloth was in his hand.

Song Ruilong's hand shook, and the tablecloth flew towards the old man like a discus.

The old man reached out to grab it, but as soon as his hand grabbed the tablecloth, it flew out of his hand.

The old man's index and middle fingers had been wiped off a layer of skin by the tablecloth.

The old man's hands felt like they were on fire, and his face was distorted and distorted in pain.

(To be continued.) )