Before meeting Mazi Gesang, Zhang Miao felt that the best plan in his heart might be about to run aground. After all, in this town, he can only be said to be a newcomer, it can be said that he is completely unfamiliar with the people, things, and things in this town, and his best plan is estimated to be completely useless, and he still has to choose one of the plans he made before to implement.

But now that he has met Mazi Gesang, Zhang Miao can even be used as a mastermind behind the scenes to manipulate the implementation of this best plan.

At about two o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Miao and Mazi Gesang, who had already come to the small private room on the second floor of a teahouse, were drinking milk tea with Tibetan characteristics. At this time, Mazi Gesang was explaining his experience in this town to Zhang Miao.

When Gesang finished speaking, Zhang Miao smiled: "I said that you are a Han boy, how can you have a Tibetan name?" ”

"Hehe, I don't have an account or something." Gesang smiled a little embarrassedly: "And I don't have a craft, so I can only do a 'daybreak' to make a living." ”

"Sustain you with a hammer." Zhang Miao suddenly laughed and scolded, "Let me tell you, in your case, if you enter the bureau again, it will be a death sentence directly, and I will tell you." ”

Gesang was taken aback, muttered in his heart, and hurriedly asked, "Huh? No way? I'm not a life-threatening business. Why is it a death sentence? ”

"It's really not a life-threatening business. However, the deed you do may also indirectly let a fresh life be handed over to your own hands. Zhang Miao did not answer Gesang's question directly, but said a few words with a meaningful smile that made Gesang unclear.

"What...... What indirectly makes ...... What kind of explanation? Gesang only felt that all his brain cells were killed in an instant, and he didn't understand what Zhang Miao said, "Big brother, what do you mean?" ”

Zhang Miao was happy, and she didn't talk, she just took a sip of milk tea slowly, and put on a high-level posture of laughing and not speaking.

Gesang looked at Zhang Miao's leisurely demeanor, and then thought about Zhang Miao's words before he said that he would be directly sentenced to death, he couldn't help but get anxious, and a fine layer of cold sweat appeared on his face, and then as if he realized something, he stood up directly and pushed open the door of the private room and shouted: "Boss, the last hand-grabbed mutton!" Another big stew! ”

Then he sat down again, and Gesang, who consciously did it, asked anxiously: "Big brother, tell me about it!" ”

"Huh." Zhang Miao smiled and took a sip of milk tea before speaking: "For example, for example, your father is seriously ill ......"

"But I'm an orphan, I don't have a father."

"Shut up! I'm just giving you an example. After Zhang Miao rolled his eyes, Gesang couldn't help but snort a little, and then continued: "Your father is seriously ill and urgently needs a sum of money for surgery, otherwise he will return to heaven in pain." However, on your way to the hospital, the money is stolen. And then, I don't think I need to say too much. ”

Gesang thought about it carefully, and then his face suddenly turned a little pale, and he hurriedly said, "But I have never stolen any life-saving money." ”

Zhang Miao was completely speechless, this Gesang is sometimes quite clever, sometimes it makes people feel helpless, and Zhang Miao can only give up knocking on the side, and said very directly: "Anyway, let me tell you, if you enter the game again, it means that you have reached the point where the law can sentence you to death!" ”

At this point, his tone changed: "However, I have a way to let you have a legitimate career, so that you don't have to continue to be 'daybreaking' in the future." ”

Gesang raised his eyebrows and asked, "That means that I don't have to be arrested and won't be sentenced to death?" ”

"Yes. As long as you listen to me, not only do you not have to go to the bureau and be sentenced to death, but you can also have a legitimate job. Zhang Miao suddenly smiled and asked Gesang inexplicably: "Have you ever eaten hand-grabbed mutton?" ”

"Hehe, I only ate it once at noon today. That's it once. Gesang was a little embarrassed, but the thought of grasping the lamb through his mouth, through his throat, across his esophagus, and finally into his stomach. Gesang only felt that his saliva almost came out again.

"As long as you listen to me, after you have a proper job and make money, you can eat finger mutton whenever you want." In the end, Zhang Miao stood up from his position, approached Gesang and whispered: "And no one can care about you." ”

"Eat when you want?"

"Yes."

"No one can take care of me yet?"

"Congratulations! That's right! ”

"Big brother!"

"Huh?"

"I want to eat meat!"

"Get out!"

No one knows what Gesang heard, thought and did when he left the teahouse on the second floor of this teahouse that afternoon. But all the Tibetans who knew Mazi Gesang, two months later, Zhendongkou found that this Han boy with pockmarks on his face actually opened a restaurant, specializing in all kinds of beef and mutton, especially hand-grabbed mutton.

Only Mazi Gesang himself knew that the boy named Zhang Miao had made his life change dramatically. And that afternoon's hand-grabbed mutton and stewed vegetables, Gesang thought the thief was delicious, and almost vomited him.

Eat too much!

On August 5, 2008, two days had passed since Zhang Miao and Gesang made an agreement.

In the past two days, Zhang Miao continued to be charged 1,800 yuan for the room by Lao Tashi, the Tibetan owner of the dilapidated hotel, but after Zhang Miao saw the things brought by Gesang and the people who followed him, Zhang Miao felt that the 1,800 yuan was not too wronged. After all, the things and people brought by Gesang alone cost Zhang Miao nearly 10,000 yuan.

One thousand eight? Count it as a ball! Who wants to spend 10,000 yuan just to get something and invite someone to come!

Who else?!

Let's start with the thing that Gesang took out of a backpack and wrapped in a black cloth. From the outside, because it is wrapped in black cloth, it can only be known that it is a square, angular and hard thing.

After Zhang Miao dismantled the black cloth, he revealed his true face, which was exactly the same as the Jiao picture box that Chen Yunfeng placed in the center of the store, no different!

On the top of the dark red box, the whole body is like auspicious clouds, the whole body is pitch black, the eyes are red, and the two claws are held flat and each holding two fireball-like beads, which is clearly the same as the evil dragon on the Jiao picture box!

Looking at its lock again, it is also the same as the head of the evil dragon, but the lock on this box cannot be opened.

And the person who followed behind Gesang was wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, a big back hair, and a straight silver-gray suit, full of upper-class business dress.

"Brother, aren't you hot dressed like this?" Zhang Miao looked at the business elite standing there, his face covered with fine sweat, and then looked at the cloudless sunny sky outside the window, and couldn't help but joke.

The business elite helped his gold-wire glasses, looked around the room, and took out a handkerchief from the inner pocket of his suit to wipe the sweat on his face, and finally said in a disgusted tone in Cantonese: "It's not hot, it's your room is rotten, it's a little stuffy." ”

"Cantonese?" Zhang Miao was stunned for a moment, pulled Gesang over and asked softly, "Where did you find this kind of talent?" ”

"My friend, who is a drama actor, is performing here for the first time with the drama troupe." Gesang smiled shyly, "Brother Zhang, what do you think?" ”

"It's amazing!" Zhang Miao patted Gesang on the shoulder, and the smile on his face was extremely strong.

Cantonese people, actors, fresh faces, and a business elite dressed up, plus the box that is exactly the same as the Jiao picture box in Chen Yunfeng's antique shop......

“…… The plan is more than half complete. Zhang Miao smiled slightly, and then asked Gesang softly: "Did you tell him our plan?" ”

Gesang was about to answer, but he heard the actor from Guangdong speak: "Hey, boss, do you want me to play a play this time?" Isn't it dangerous? ”

"Thunder...... Thunder Monkey, may I ask you about shrimp? Zhang Miao suddenly had a feeling of wanting to die, she was so excited just now that she forgot that she couldn't speak Cantonese for a while, but in the end, she could only learn the lines from a few Hong Kong films he had watched, and said a very lame Chinese Cantonese.

Unexpectedly, this Cantonese actor actually rolled his eyes, and then heard him say: "I'm asking you, will there be any danger in the next plan?" ”

"Ah~haha...... Ahem, haha. There is absolutely no danger. Zhang Miao smiled a little embarrassedly, and finally seemed to think of something, and asked: "Excuse me, what kind of drama troupe of yours is going to perform here for a few days?" ”

"There's one tomorrow night, and we'll leave early the day after tomorrow. Any questions? ”

Zhang Miao hurriedly waved her hand: "No problem, no problem." It's good to be gone the day after tomorrow, it's good to be gone. ”

The Cantonese actor frowned, but did not speak. After all, he also took Zhang Miao's 6,000 yuan to act in a play, although Zhang Miao's words were a bit of a taboo for him, but he took other people's hands short, and besides, he came here after looking at Gesang's face, so he didn't have much to say.

"This, uh, Gesang's friend. We need to confirm the plan a little bit now, so we need to delay you a little longer. ”

"Well, it's okay, I'll have time until tomorrow night's show." Gesang's friend nodded politely and signaled that it was okay.

"Since you don't bother, it's best." Zhang Miao nodded, then moved over the stool and motioned for Gesang and his actor friend to sit on the edge of the bed.

A dilapidated hotel, a dilapidated room, and three people in different clothes exchanged words for nearly two hours before it was over.

Afterwards, Gesang and his Cantonese friends were ready to leave. In order to avoid some unnecessary trouble, Zhang Miao also stated in advance that from this moment on, there should be no more contact between the three of them in any way, so as not to let anyone see anything from it.

Fortunately, when Gesang brought his Cantonese friend to come, Tashi, the owner of the inn downstairs, should have gone out to meet guests, and as for the hotel gate, Tashi should have felt that there were no pickpockets who would come to patronize it, so he left it open. Therefore, Gesang and his Guangdong friend, whether they came in or left, were not seen by old Tashi, and Zhang Miao also saved the heart and money of how to make this money-greedy boss completely shut up.

Zhang Miao stood by the window in the room, looking at Gesang and the Guangdong actors who immediately separated from the left and right when they went out downstairs, Zhang Miao first took a deep breath, and then smiled slightly: "It's finally ready." ”