It's not early now, and because Jing Gongzi once came to Nanshi to throw pots, Nanshi is crowded with vendors.

Just like Tang and Rouhe Mei Xiang Ge's previous deals, these vendors in front of the shop would buy the store's contents as prizes to make a profit for the shop, or stuff the shopkeeper with money to tell him not to give up his business to anyone else.

This is Nanshi, there are some connections behind every shop, and every shopkeeper has his own temper.

It's not easy to squeeze out the first comers.

After walking around, I was greeted by a few people from the village who came to sell wolf meat.

They also had no place to set up a stall, so they could only carry the wolf meat on their backs, holding a small piece in their hands, and selling it to everyone they could.

They had machetes around their waists, and if anyone took a fancy to them, they would find a random place and divide the meat.

Fortunately, the weather is cold, and if it were still summer, this wolf meat would have to stink.

"Rou girl, why aren't you setting up a stall today?" The villagers cast inquiring glances at them, as if the three were hens that lay golden eggs, and they wanted to imitate their livelihood.

I'm so sorry, she hasn't thought about it this time.

Tang and Rou exchanged a few words with them, and without much delay, they returned the same way.

The villagers in the rear followed her for a while, and when they saw that she was really not setting up a stall, they turned around and left.

Tang and Rou returned to the door of the wine shop.

There is really no place, it seems that there is only one choice but to conquer this old shopkeeper.

She took a deep breath and stepped over a few drunks lying by the door of the liquor store and walked in.

"Go, go, where's the little one? At such a young age, you are greedy for the contents of this cup? Let's go home and nurse! The shopkeeper sat behind the high counter, and the large wine jar blocked the appearance of the three people, and only three children could be seen wearing neat linen clothes and clean cloth shoes.

"Uncle Quan, this business can't do this. How do you know I didn't buy it for my family? Tang and Rou stood still at the counter.

Only then did Quan Bo poke his head out from behind the wine jar.

The wine shop is not far from Meixiang Pavilion, and the business is very leisurely. Two days ago, the old shopkeeper was idle, and sat on the steps to take a closer look at Tang and Rou's pitching stall.

Seeing that it was these three, he glanced at it, his voiced voice was full of disdain, and said, "Who else should I be, it turned out to be a little girl who put a pot on the pitcher." ”

He looked at the sackcloth baggage in the hands of the young lady and Dou'er, and immediately guessed their intentions, and asked, "Do you want to set up a stall at the door of my wine shop?" ”

Tang Yourou nodded and said, "Please make it convenient!" ”

"You're really ......" Quan Bo listened, laughed a few times, raised his hand and shouted angrily, "Get out!" ”

The young lady and Dou'er were both frightened and hid behind Tang and Rou.

This shout made the tourists outside the wine store stop one after another, curious to look at the things in the store.

The little guy was drinking in the backyard, but he didn't expect an accident in front of him, so he came back with the wine jar to see what was going on.

Tang and Rou's face did not change, his voice was crisp, and he raised his head and said, "Why did you drive us away?" Where did we offend you? ”

"You little girl, put what is obviously a gamble on the street. Do you know why my owner doesn't do this gambling business? The old shopkeeper blushed with anger.

Tang Yourou: "When the old man is old, don't get angry easily, if you don't get a stroke, there will be no one to stop this wine shop." ”

Quan Bo was even more angry when he heard this, but he felt that it made sense, so he took a few breaths and pointed to the outside of the store: "Get out!" ”

Tang Yourou carefully placed the bamboo basket on the side of the baggage, and even more looked like he didn't plan to leave, and when he saw that the people around him had also come over, he raised his voice and said, "You said this is a gamble, I don't recognize it." Pitching seems to rely on luck, but in fact it depends on accuracy. At the beginning, there were so many people who tried their luck, but now, how many people will give away money in vain without certainty? ”

Quan Bo said angrily: "Of course, those who have brains won't give away silver in vain, aren't they just some brainless fools?" The family is gone, and they are still eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling there! Look at the drunks lying at the door, which one is a finished instrument? Drunk like mud every day, it's really 'rotten wood can't be carved, and the wall of dung can't be encircled'! ”

Tang Yourou glanced at the drunks and nodded, "I agree." Anything that is indulged to a certain level is bad. If a person keeps eating sugar, if he eats too much sugar, his teeth will be bad; If a person is addicted to beauty, he will run out of oil before his peers...... The same is true for drinking, even if the wine is weak, you will always get drunk if you drink too much. When I get drunk, I can't do anything......"

Hearing the meaning of this, Quan Bo glared at her: "Don't think that if you go along with me, I will let you set up a stall at the door!" ”

Tang Yourou shook his head and asked, "But you don't want them to be willing to fall, are they really willing to fall?" I don't know anything else, but the old man was drunk, and I could probably guess it. ”

She walked to the door and pointed to the old drunken man sleeping soundly on the ground.

Quan Bo looked puzzled.

He had been running a winery for a long time, and he only knew that these drunks came here year after year to buy drunkenness, and he had not even explored the reason.

Tang Yourou raised the old drunk's hand and showed it to Quan Bo: "Look, the joints of his hands and feet are protruding from a large section, and he has rheumatism." Every rainy day, I will be sore and unbearable, and I can't wait to cut off my hands and feet. He is so old that he can no longer work, and his whole body is full of pain, so why not get drunk here for a while and spend a painful time? ”

Quan Bo frowned: "Since you are sick, you have to find a way to cure it!" ”

Tang and Judo: "This disease can't be cured in the first place, otherwise why doesn't he use the money to buy wine to see a doctor?" For him, wine is also medicine, and it is still a medicine that he can afford. ”

Quan Bo pointed to a young drunk man and asked, "Then there will be no excuse for this, right?" He's so young, he's hard-boned, and he's still drunk like this. What else do you have to say? ”

Tang and Rou glanced at it: "He is holding a silk handkerchief in his hand, thinking that it is deeply rooted in love, but it cannot be combined." There was pain in my heart, so I got drunk here all day long. ”

Quan Bo nodded: "Yes, this is stupid, it's a rotten wood dung wall!" ”

Tang Yourou shook his head and said, "People have seven emotions and six desires, and if they can't get over emotionally, they can't do anything." It's like asking children to read and write, they don't have the heart, and they get annoyed when they learn to learn; Even if they ask adults to work, they sometimes feel reluctant. How can we appreciate their pain if we have not experienced what they have experienced? ”

Quan Bo looked at her and retorted, "How much can you experience this little girl?" And the head is right! ”

Tang Yourou raised his eyes and reached out to lift his arm, revealing the bruises left by Mrs. Tang's whipping.

Everyone watched, took a breath, and cast a sympathetic look at the three of them.

Even the old shopkeeper looked at it, and most of his anger disappeared, and there was a little more compassion in his eyes.