The handlebar style was so frightened that he pedaled back to the donkey cart, and he had nothing to do, and he didn't dare to leave. Sad faces, sighs, like headless flies.

Hearing the sound outside, a man with soapy leather and a waist hanging knife stepped out of the tea shop and beckoned and shouted:

"Vana chase, come here. Did you give this car to Zhou Caitou? ”

The handlebar type hurriedly trotted over, nodded and said:

"The little one has seen the poor master...... Ginger and garlic were given to Zhou Caitou. The small life is bitter, and the road is delayed. If you don't enter the market again, I am afraid that he will be deducted seven or eight times, and even half of the capital will be discounted. ”

The catcher laughed and said:

"Where is the fate of life, you are lucky today, but you are too late to bump into me and wait. If you send this cart of things in early, you will lose everything. Come on, come on, don't be afraid. Go to the shop and explain carefully how Caitou, Li Yuhu, and Zheng Tu bullied you that week......"

The handlebar followed him into the shop in fear, and saw a room full of servants waiting quietly, shocked and puzzled.

Good boy, such a formation! It's like he wants to arrest the Jiangyang thief, how can he be involved with the three tigers such as Zhou Cai? The big thief was also stupid, and he didn't know that after escaping from the territory of Huyanbao, he would not dare to chase after him.

To the west of Fang City, it is the main passage for people in the town to enter the market. More than a dozen errand officers were also gathered at the intersection, with cold eyebrows, and they were also allowed to go out and not enter.

The lately grocery buyers and women gathered in front of the judge's temple, gossiping and gossiping.

Even if they don't know anything more, after seeing such a grand battle in the trapping room, they know that something big must happen in a while, and they wait to see the excitement.

Xintianyou returned to Li Su's wonton shop, and no one dragged the table at the door to the center of the street. He took out three sticks of incense from Li Lao'er's incense and candle shop opposite, lit them and inserted them on the ground, and after carefully measuring them with an iron ruler, Da Ma Jindao sat on a bench and waited.

His purpose in lighting incense is to calculate the exact time of the moment according to the length of the shadow of the incense pillar that the sun is shining obliquely.

In this world, there is a lack of accurate time measurement tools, and even the dripping and hourglass of copper kettles, which have extremely high errors, are not affordable for ordinary people. At every turn, it is "a cup of tea" and "a stick of incense". After coming down the mountain, he was confused, and his ears were calloused, and he only formed a vague concept, and he couldn't figure out how long it was.

I have to be free today, so I can measure it and have a spectrum in my heart.

But in the eyes of others, this move was eerie and weird, and he was too frightened to approach.

Clean the front of the hall and pour incense to the sky.

Just imagine, ordinary people lighting incense is nothing more than worshipping God, or sending ghosts, who has nothing to do with it? This is not orchid musk incense, sandalwood and agarwood, which are used for cultivating the mind or smoking clothes.

In the blue sky and white day, light three incense sticks in the middle of the road, who are you going to send on Huangquan Road?

After ten catties of lean meat were chopped into a big pile, Zheng Tu wrapped it in kraft paper, carefully held it in his palms, and walked out of the vegetable market.

The streets are lined with grocery stores, snack bars, china shops, pharmacies, cloth shops, candy shops, rouge gouache shops, and more.

Things are not high-end, but they are cheaper.

At this time, when the flow of people in the market decreases, the shops outside start to be lively. After selling the vegetables, the farmers have Tongdian in their hands, and they will eventually have to bring something home.

Some farmers don't have many vegetables, and there is no way to send stalls, so they squat on the side of the road and set up stalls. As long as it does not interfere with the business of the store, and sees a few copper plates stuffed into the street, they will generally not be driven away. If it is not sold out by the afternoon when the flow of people is scarce, you can only carry the burden and walk the streets.

Zheng Tu held the meat dumpling in both hands, accidentally touched a dustpan of vegetables, and immediately kicked it out. Suddenly, radishes and cabbage flew all over the sky, and the dustpan buckled the face of the old vegetable seller, and the bamboo strips pierced his forehead with blood.

"You old dog, you are in the way, you can't beat it?"

Zheng Tu's eyes widened.

The old man was supposed to theorize, but when he saw that the other party was fierce and vicious, he had to swallow his anger.

A few familiar farmers next to him helped to pick it up, and whispered comfort: "Mo Qi, Mo Li...... The strong have their own strong hands, and the wicked must eventually grind the wicked...... How long will he be rampant? ”

Zheng Tu had already walked more than a dozen steps away, and when he heard the word "wicked", he turned around and sneered:

"Hmph, our family is a wicked person, what should we do? In the palace of the king of Hades, he dared to run a horse, and the dragon won the pearl under his chin. When the meat comes back, I'll kill you old dogs. Dare to sell outside and rob Brother Zhou's business, but he hasn't settled the account yet. ”

The streets are deserted and grass clippings are flying.

Piles of people gathered at the doors of the shops, poking their necks out and looking at each other, looking mysterious.

Zheng Tu, as the shopkeeper of the largest meat case in Zhendong, has four skilled swordsmen and three clever little servants, how can he personally deliver meat?

Right now, walking down the street with a big bag of meat in both hands, I always feel that the people on both sides are staring at me, muttering something mysteriously. But when they turned their heads to look over, they pretended to be casual again.

The further you go, the more evil you become, and no one dares to walk on the road of good life. The group cowered like little quails, as if waiting for something to happen.

Straight lady thief, it's a weird thing!

Zheng Tu's heart was a little uneasy, so he simply pulled someone to ask. After walking out of the twentieth zhang and turning the corner, I saw a table placed in the center of the street, and three incense sticks were lit on the ground.

The green-robed Taoist priest sat upright at the table, playing with an iron ruler in his hand.

The curtain in the wonton shop was lifted, and the little girl staggered out, smiling and stretching out her arms to the young man to hug him. But as soon as he arrived at the door, he saw Zheng Tu coming, and he shrank back in fright.

A child is the most sensitive animal and knows who is good for her and who is bad.

Xintianyou hurriedly turned his head and shouted:

"Li Su, look at Yingying well...... It's best to plug your ears as well. Wait a minute, some of the sounds won't be good, don't scare her. ”

There was an "um" in the room, and Ruxue Hao leaned out of the curtain and pulled Yingying in.

In broad daylight, he bumped into three sticks of incense on the road, Zheng Tu felt a little furious in his heart, and he shouted unlucky. But the appearance of the Taoist is still in his mind, and he is not afraid when he gets closer.

Xin Tianyou's face was gloomy, and he sat with a big prickly face.

Zheng Tu saw that he didn't look at himself at all at all, and saw that he didn't have a seizure for the sake of gold, so he bowed down and handed over the oiled paper bag, and said in a rough voice:

"Huyan, the meat you want is here."

Xintianyou saw that the incense had only burned for more than a third, and calculated that the so-called "one stick of incense" took about fifteen minutes. This Zheng Tu chopped out ten catties of cheeks in five minutes, which was fast enough.

He hated that the greasy palm was too dirty, and stretched out the iron ruler to flick it. The paper bag immediately flew out two feet away and then scattered, just like a rain of flesh.

The dog's nose is the most agile, and a few slashes pop out of the oblique thorns, and they pounce on them with lightning speed.

After a while, the large and small yellow, yellow, black and black dogs' heads were crowded, and the sound of tearing and biting was endless, and the harazi flowed all over the ground.