As soon as Mo Chuchen came to the hall, he saw a middle-aged man wearing a satin robe and a thief's eyebrows looking at the real place, this posture seemed to be about to tear down the hall, and the moment he saw the man, the memory of the original owner about Zheng Wuliang also emerged.

This uncle of the pit goods had dug up a shop from the original owner before, and the shop was the dowry of Xia's mother, and after Xia's mother died, he came to visit him a lot.

And Xia's mother's dowry, unsurprisingly, was lost by this cheap uncle, the original owner knew this, but he was not good at quarreling, and he couldn't fall out with this uncle every time.

Mo Chuchen sorted out these memories, but his attention was focused on the gambling house, after Uncle Cheap entered that place, he didn't win once, no matter how you think about it, it's a bit boring.

"I haven't seen you in a few days, but my nephew is okay?"

Zheng Wuliang saw Mo Chuchen and immediately leaned over, and Mo Chuchen took a step back slightly, avoiding the arm stretched out by this cheap uncle.

Zheng Wuliang slapped his hand in the air, and couldn't help muttering in his heart, I haven't seen him for a year or two, how has this nephew changed a lot? I wouldn't have avoided him before.

Could it be that the personality of begging for life under the paws of that tigress has changed?

"It's good, a few days ago, I just divorced my wife."

Mo Chuchen replied faintly.

“……。” Zheng Wuliang, who regarded this situation as a great joy, was silent for a moment, and then said enthusiastically:

"Your lady, I have long felt unreliable, it is okay to take a break, no, when she is at home, where do our relatives dare to come to the door! I'm afraid of being scolded and beaten by her ....... ”

"Not to mention her, why did my uncle come today? I remember, I have borrowed all my mother's dowry from you, but I don't do anything, and I can support my whole life by relying on the shop....... ”

Looking at the face that was about to fight the autumn wind, Mo Chuchen was not interested in crusading against him against the atrocities of the crossing girl.

"No, I lack a little capital to do business, and I want to borrow ......."

Zheng Wuliang, who was originally scolding and scolding to crusade against the crossing girl, immediately turned his head when he heard this, and opened his eyes neatly and said nonsense.

In his heart, it is impossible to do business, and he can only barely make ends meet by borrowing money to go to the gambling house.

Originally, he thought that if he said a few words, this nephew would obediently send money.

Who knows, hearing this, the nephew, who has always been gentle and does not interfere in world affairs, did not send money unusually.

On the contrary, he looked at him with a smile, obviously the harmless scholarly face, but there was a terrifying majesty in it.

Facing such a gaze, Zheng Wuliang rarely felt a little weak-hearted, he gritted his teeth, and said angrily:

"What's the deal with your expression? Don't you believe that your uncle can do business?

I just lost money before, and I didn't pay you back, so why bother with such a condescending look? Who do you look down on?

It's bad luck to have a nephew like you, phew, it's a big deal that I don't borrow money from you! No more correspondence. ”

Raising his eyebrows slightly, Mo Chuchen looked at this cheap uncle with the eyes of a clown.

Before he could speak, the cheap uncle became angry and beat him up.

"In this case, my uncle will pay back the previous loan first, and then it's not too late to break off the relationship.

I have to go to the scientific examination next year, and I don't have time to care about the trivialities of the money. ”

Mo Chuchen said softly, turned around and left, and the whole action was done in one go, without the slightest hesitation.

The people thought that the old man would go to talk to Zheng Wuliang in a good voice, but they didn't expect this old man to be uneasy at all.

When Mo Chuchen left, the subordinates came back to their senses and caught up with the cheap relatives who came to fight the autumn wind.

"Okay......, uh, no."

Zheng Wuliang was obviously used to being coaxed by the original owner after being angry, and suddenly heard Mo Chuchen say this, he didn't react for a while, and after hearing the words clearly, he wanted to say something more, but he saw that his nephew had already left.

"Wait, listen to me!" Zheng Wuliang, who was sweating in a hurry, strode after him.

The housekeeper immediately blocked the way, and said politely: "The master has already said that he will send off the guests, and I hope you will not be embarrassed." ”

"What are you?"

Zheng Wuliang kicked the housekeeper angrily, he saw that the people around him were all around, and he didn't dare to continue to break through, but while walking out, he scolded and said, "Still scientific research? With this stingy and stingy appearance, I see that he may not necessarily take out the money to stay in the inn when he arrives in the capital, and he still has a scientific examination? It's shit luck to be able to lift people, and as soon as this child was born, I felt that he was not a good person, no wonder his parents were killed by him. ”

"Why is this man so ugly?" The subordinate frowned, suppressing his anger.

"No matter how you say that he is the uncle of the master, if the master wants to deal with him, I am afraid that he will leave a bad reputation." The steward sighed.

After Zheng Wuliang left, the whole day was calm and unwavering.

At night, dark clouds shrouded the sky, the dull air was mixed with cold wind, and on the streets where the crowds were decreasing, the wooden double-storey building had a two-meter-high blue flag on the side of the signboard that said "Treasure Building", and the fluttering flag was embroidered with the word "gamble", and the light and shadow in the building swayed, and the sound of shouting could be faintly heard.

The carriage stopped in front of the small building, and on the carriage, the elegantly dressed young man raised his eyes to look at the signboard, smiled slightly, and walked downstairs.

This young man is Mo Chuchen who fell out with Zheng Wuliang during the day.

He already knew that Zheng Wuliang was a gambler, and he understood that the dowry of the original owner's mother was spent by Zheng Wuliang, and it was because he understood this that he came.

Walking into the treasure building, the shouts in full swing came to the face, and as far as the eye could see, a large number of people gathered in front of a small table, a large amount of silver was pushed out, the outer layer was the cloth cloth people, and the inner layer was the rich businessmen who were richly dressed.

"You shouldn't be here." The steward of the Treasure Building patrolled the crowd, and he recognized Mo Chuchen's identity with sharp eyes.

"You know me?." Mo Chuchen asked in surprise: "I thought that not many people in Quancheng should know me."

"I didn't know about you before." The attitude of the steward is not humble or silent: "Your uncle cares for you a lot, and it is difficult for us to know if we don't know you." A few days ago, Mr. Zheng owed us a hundred taels of silver and hadn't paid it back, and he said that he wanted to find a way for you.

Our boss instructed that if the Zheng family or you want to make trouble, we don't have to worry too much. ”

It seems that Zheng Wuliang has lost too much in the treasure building, and even the boss is alarmed, otherwise how could he specially order this kind of thing? .

Hearing the steward's answer, Mo Chuchen made a sad expression on his face, he sighed, and looked at the steward: "Uncle, I don't help him anymore, I really just want to come and have fun today." ”

"The first floor is not suitable for your identity, so let's go to the second floor."

The steward didn't understand the purpose of this scholar's coming here, was it to make trouble or to theorize? He thought about it, no matter what this scholar wanted to do, there were relatively few people on the second floor, and it would be easier to deal with something if there was really something.

"Okay, lead the way."

Mo Chuchen didn't care about the careful thinking of the manager, although he said that he was indeed a ...... to make trouble today.