"The two little masters, aren't they just the Monkey King? I'll blow one more out, and you'll be one by one. Seeing that things are getting more and more intense, the old man who sells candy doesn't dare to wait for the two children to bid again, you must know that it is now a fighting spirit between children, but when the adults behind the children stand up, what will become of the sky, anyway, it is not difficult to blow another Monkey King to him.

"Okay, this is mine, and then blow it out to him." Lin Zicong answered quickly, and as he spoke, he reached out to pull out the Monkey King on the shelf.

"No, this belongs to me, and then blow it out to him." Zhou Shaokang also rushed forward when he saw it, and squeezed in front of Lin Zicong to get it first, and the two children didn't give in to each other, so they squeezed around in front of the candy man stall to make more strength.

As soon as I saw my little master start a fight, the servants who followed on both sides dared to continue to watch the excitement, this is the stall of the candy blower, the copper basin on the charcoal stove is boiling hot syrup, Cheng Yi has a lot of heart knocked down the cabinet and was burned to a half, and he must not be broken by the master of the house after he goes back.

Several subordinates started pulling people together, although the two children refused to let go, but they couldn't stand the huge difference in strength, and they were soon pulled away, but Rao was so, and the two people were still scolding non-stop, and they didn't let each other go.

"Little master, why bother, isn't it just a sugar man, what if you let him go, call him home later, let him blow it for him, what zodiac, what Journey to the West, blow him dozens or hundreds in one go." The housekeeper of the Lin family persuaded Lin Zicong to agree on what the adults thought. It's really not a matter of conflict between a sugar man - of course, it also has to do with the object of the conflict, if it is the child of an ordinary person. He doesn't mind being a wicked person.

"No, I don't want to blow too much, I just want that one!" Lin Zicong didn't do it, pointing at the sugar man and shouting.

"I want that Monkey King, buy it quickly, or I'll let my dad whip you when I go back." Over there, Zhou Shaokang was also angry at his subordinates.

What can I do?

The two sons refused to back down half a point - children, especially pampered. This is especially true for children who have been doted on by their families since childhood, for whom what they want is their own. Whether it was worth it, or whether something better would replace it wasn't in their minds (at least at the time), so the two boys were fighting over the sugar man on the shelf. Other. Even if you take hundreds or thousands of them in exchange, you won't do it.

None of the subordinates of the two families dared to make their little masters angry, because it was related to whether their jobs could be saved, and the other party's family background was a well-known rich businessman in Yangzhou City, and wanting to ambush by force was equivalent to making trouble for his own master, so the old lady ate persimmons - picking soft pinching, it was not good to offend the other party head-on, and the subordinates on both sides invariably turned the target to the old man who sold sugar.

"Old man, do you still want to do business in Yangzhou City? Do you know who our master is? If you are interested, bring the candy man. I'll give you a hundred pennies, if you sell it to someone else. Hmph, don't blame me for not reminding you, the consequences are up to you. The steward of the Lin family threatened the old man.

"Old man, you have to think carefully about who you don't sell, a hundred yuan, my Zhou family will not give you less, but if you do something foolish, hum, you can do it yourself." The steward of the Zhou family also snorted coldly to the old man, and the meaning of his words was very simple-if you have money to earn and spend your life, the Lin family is not easy to mess with, is my Zhou family easy to mess with? Offending the little master of the Lin family is death, can you live if you offend my little son of the Zhou family?

"Uh, a few uncles, the little old man is just a hawker who sells candy in the streets and alleys, he is honest, no one can afford to mess with him, this Monkey King, can't I sell it?" The old man who sold the candy man made a bitter face, the price of a hundred dollars for a sugar man is indeed high, but he must have the courage to earn it. He has no doubt that these two families have the energy to smash their own livelihood and make a living, from ancient times to the present, no matter which dynasty or generation is either rich or uncle, isn't a small businessman like him getting involved to find bad luck?

"No, if you don't sell it, you can't do it!" The two stewards shouted in unison - the little masters of the two families fought for a sugar man just to take a breath and fight for face, and they fought for a long time, and the person who caused the accident in your middle ran away, so what's going on?

"Uncle, uncle, can't I call you master? I'm a little common man with no money and no power, why don't you embarrass me? No matter how much money I make, I won't earn it, and I beg you to treat me like a fart, can't you? Seeing that this matter was getting bigger and bigger, the old man was the one on the left, and the other on the right begged bitterly, not to make money, but not to cause trouble.

Tan Xiaotian was dumbfounded on the side, he never imagined that he just wanted a Monkey King sugar man, but it turned out to be like this, looking at the pity of the old man's begging, and the subordinates on both sides were like wolves and tigers and refused to give in, he couldn't help but feel pity, and quietly pulled Lin Zicong's sleeve and whispered, "Brother Zicong, I don't want Sun Wukong anymore, you give him the sugar man." ”

"No, it's not a sugar man's business." Lin Zicong shook his head and said.

"Huh? Why? Tan Xiaotian asked puzzled-after arguing for a long time, he raised the price of the sugar man who originally sold it for two cents to one hundred wen, but said that the matter had nothing to do with the sugar man, could it be that what he saw and heard with his own eyes was fake?

"Do you know who he is?" Seeing Tan Xiaotian's puzzled look, Lin Zicong asked rhetorically.

"Who is he?" Tan Xiaotianxin said, I only arrived in Yangzhou yesterday, and the people I know here can count them on one hand, how can I know who that guy is!

"His name is Zhou Shaokang, his grandfather's name is Zhou Depei, their family is a Xinji ticket number, and there was no less robbery of our family's Huitong ticket number business before, I don't have to fight with him to have that sugar man, but to fight for a breath, don't let him be so arrogant!" Lin Zicong replied.

"Huh? Is that so? Tan Bitian was dumbfounded, and after a long time, it turned out that this was the case, the so-called peers are enemies, both of them are invoicing, and they are all doing business that makes money with money, and the competition in the business field is definitely indispensable, and the competition in the business field has also continued to daily life, even the children of the two families do not let each other go, and they have to press each other. (To be continued......)