Some people visit during the day, some knock on the door at night, Wang Siming in the south of the city is not a good night walker, but he has repeatedly been smashed at night, and one or two uninvited guests come.

When this man came, it was just as the chickens were returning to the cage, and the old man in the porter saw it, so he had to pestle his cane, and went to the housekeeper's house with a clang. It is said that it is so late, and the housekeeper should refuse this person, but this prince is not a person who plays cards according to common sense, and the people who interact with him do not have so many rules, so he straightened his clothes and went to the porter to take a look.

The clothes were tossed black, there were holes in the corners, there was no smell on the body, but the nails had not been cleaned for a long time, I don't know what was left between the fingers, and there were still tanned spots on a rough face. The housekeeper began to mumble in his heart, even if a poor relative came to the door, he had to pick up and pick up, or he came at this hour, should he not have fled from the west, but he heard Brother Gui'er talk about the food shortage in Wang Gongzi's hometown.

"May I ask where the son-in-law is from, and what is the matter with my son-in-law." Even if there is some suspicion, the butler has to follow the rules to entertain him.

The tall man with fierce eyes made people very uncomfortable, ignoring the housekeeper's questions, but muttering, "This is Wang San's new home?" ”

It was really rude, and the housekeeper shouted again, "Childe? ”

The man didn't answer, he snorted, then turned around and strode away, and when he chased him out again, the man had already disappeared into the shadows, and sent a few men out to look for it, but found no trace of the man.

The next morning, while he was sending snacks to Siming, the housekeeper took it out and talked about it, and knew that Siming would ask about the person's appearance, so he told him all about it, what kind of tall and vicious person that person was.

Looking at Wang Gongzi's reaction, Steward Dai knew that this person was an old acquaintance, and there were even some grievances between the two, but I was afraid that it was not a good thing.

This makes people guess, the only contact between the two is that in the middle of the year, Siming personally sent him to prison, and then used means to punish him more severely and exile him directly. It's just that I didn't expect that half a year later, I would let him come back.

A few days ago, there were some rumors, but Siming didn't take it seriously, and today he came to the door, and Siming also knew that this rumor was not groundless. In this case, it is better to use him again, and tell him that if he meets him again next time, let him come to him.

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In winter, the city is always gray, shrouded in fog, and the streets and beams of the houses are shrouded in fog, and only after lunch does it show its original face, and this place will not stay for long. Siming walked towards the eastern suburbs with a faint lantern in one hand, and occasionally met one or two pedestrians, who were also in a hurry, unwilling to rest on the cold road for a while.

The buyer, who shirked many times, finally picked an auspicious day to take over the inn and asked Siming to talk in the store. In the end, he has relied on the inn for several years, and when it was time to make a move, Siming was still a little reluctant, and he couldn't take a fast step towards the eastern suburbs.

The person who came was a stout middle-aged man, dressed in a newly made waistcoat, with a cyan jacket inside, a pair of soap-colored cloth boots on his feet, stained with some new mud, and his demeanor was quite chic, and he was a very cheerful person.

"Wang Dongjia, we can be regarded as having met, and we all blame me for the bumps on the road, and I am late." When the stout man saw Siming, he hurriedly came out of the store to greet him.

Although it is a stranger to meet, it is a hammer deal, but in this shopping mall, there is always a time to see again, Siming also bent down and said, "The medicine owner is polite, the people running outside, no one can guarantee that every trip is just right, everything is luck to play with people, not to mention that the owner personally came to take over the inn, it can be regarded as I have found a good home for it, and it is not in vain my hard work in the past few years." ”

When the people heard this, they also agreed, and said with a smile, "This is natural, others say that we businessmen are unkind, I don't think it's right, we just put these feelings into practice." If you like anything, you will spend money for him, after all, it is the most cost-effective thing to buy a living thing from a dead thing. ”

"What does the Wang family like?" The middle-aged man was drinking tea when he suddenly asked.

This is not a bit taboo, Siming paused, and said casually, "People live just for three meals a day, I don't have any big pursuits, three meals are full, and grievances are enough." ”

"Wang Dongjia is really an open-minded person, if there are more people like you in the world, there won't be so many things for you to fight for." The man said.

Siming smiled and stopped talking, it has always been taboo in the business field, and there is no harm in keeping your mouth shut.

After a while, the white-bearded shopkeeper took out the contract that had been drawn up from his sleeve, and Siming looked at it and drew a charge on it.

The price has already been negotiated, and Siming is here just to drink tea, be polite to each other, and order a little bit of the family goods left by the old shopkeeper.

If someone greets Siming again and says, 'The owner is blessed', he shook his head in fear and said with a wry smile, "Give people the life of a buddy, don't dare to be the owner." ”

In the eyes of others, it is just an inn, and if you sell it and buy another one, Siming is different, and the old things that are used well are more pleasing than the new ones.

Speaking of picking up old things, Siming found some strange objects in his uncle's room, in addition to some old things that were common in the past, and some letters and contracts pressed at the bottom of the box, and invalid contracts. In addition to these traces of old things, there is also a marked map, probably the place that I have been talking about all these years.

Siming packed up these items and sent them back to the new house, while he traveled lightly to the eastern suburbs.

Approaching the end of the year, when it was a busy business and a family reunion, Siming was very quiet alone, thinking that he hadn't seen Awu for a long time, so he stopped by and came to the eastern suburbs.

Coincidentally, before I got home, I met Ah Wu rushing to home from outside, and when I heard that Siming was going, I quickly stopped Siming and said, "Dongjia, don't go today." ”

"What's wrong?" Before I got home, the owner began to chase people.

Ah Wu was a little embarrassed, so he took the opportunity to find a step and sit down, put the blanket to the side, and said, "I haven't opened it yet, if I go back and get scolded a little bit, it's not good to affect the owner." ”

Siming smiled and said, "It just so happens that I have entered the account today, let's find a place to sit, and when we are full of food and drink, you can go around again, and it will always be opened." ”

Ah Wu was born a cheerful person, who needed someone to explain, after a while, he took a blanket and followed Siming to the eastern suburbs.

The streets in the eastern suburbs were quiet as usual, except for a few idle bastards around, there were only some passers-by, and Siming and the two walked from the suburbs and went straight to the pastry shop of the Ma family.

The pastry shop was not lively, two or three people were sitting down to eat tea, Xiao Jian, who was idle, leaned on the counter to count the accounts, and squinted at someone coming in, so he said slowly, "Please come inside." ”

Ah Wu wanted to scare him, trotted a few steps, ran to the edge of the counter, knocked a few times, and said loudly, "Shopkeeper Xiao, a distinguished guest is coming!" ”

Xiao Jian's abacus was dialed to a key place, he was so frightened that he confused the abacus, and it was in vain, he immediately raised his head and stared at Ah Wu, gritted his teeth and said, "Isn't this Jiang Dadong's family?" It's a long way off. ”

This time he looked up and saw Siming behind Ah Wu, so he quickly changed his face, walked out of the counter, greeted him, and said with a smile, "Wang Dongjia is here, what are you going to eat today?" ”

"Old rules, you let Ah Wu order the rest." Siming found a place nearby, sat down, took the teacup on the table, and poured himself a cup of tea to drink.

When the dim sum was delivered, Xiao Jianzheng on the counter was checking out with someone, and when he saw that there was no one else in the store, he closed the account book and moved the stool to sit on Siming's side.

"Wang Dongjia, this business is really not easy to do." Xiao Jian took a sip of new tea and complained.

It was the end of the year, but there were no customers in the store, so it was naturally not a good business, although Siming came out to relieve boredom, he was not idle to relieve people's worries, so he responded, "How can there be a good business." ”

Xiao Jian naturally knew Siming's indifferent nature, so he pulled Ah Wu aside and said, "Guess who I saw a few days ago?" ”

"Who?" Ah Wu asked.

"Miss Liang! She passed by here when she had something, so she came in to see us, and Miss Liang was affectionate and righteous, remembering us. It's not like some people who toss out two shops and forget about us here. Xiao Jian said as he looked at Siming out of the corner of his eye.

Ah Wu knew that he didn't say this to himself, and it was not easy to answer, so he had to awkwardly send some tea in his stomach and wait for Siming to come back and forth.

Ke Siming was so easy to take the bait, and he was also eating pastries on the side, ignoring Xiao Jian's agitation.

Xiao Jian saw that no one was right, and continued, "Miss Liang asked me to say hello for her." ”

"Will she?" In a contemptuous tone, Siming shook the teacup slightly.

"Why not, Miss Liang is still thinking about us and asking Wu Qing to go to Huan Garden to learn some new pastry styles." Xiao Jian said, taking another sip of tea, "Wang Dongjia, do you think this can be saved?" ”

“··· Kindness. Siming was obviously a little absent-minded, and after a while he came to his senses and said, "This lot can't afford two refreshment shops, if you want to have some revenue, why don't you ask the proprietor on the side, if you want to rent a small stall and sell some other small things, if there is a fixed source of customers, it can be regarded as mutually beneficial." ”

This is really a method, Xiao Jian patted his thigh, and said with some flattery, "I knew it was right to look for you." After that, he went to talk to Ah Wu again to discuss whether this method was feasible or not.

"Did she say anything else?" Siming, who was in a daze, suddenly asked.

"Who? Miss Liang? Xiao Jian asked, and when he saw Siming nodding, he continued, "I said hello, it seems that we were asked to go to the Huan Garden to sit, but whoever has the spare money to sit in that place is where the owners go." ”

"Who wants you to pay, Miss Liang said it will be recorded on her head." Wu Qing, who was busy in the back room, suddenly came out and said.