Chapter 8 Going to Shuangquan Town at Night

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"Thank you, Uncle Zhang, but as long as my father is by my side to protect me, Xiaoyu is not afraid, and my father is not good at counting, I am afraid that he will miscalculate." Fan Xiaoyu's eyes showed a look of gratitude, but it was soft and hard.

As soon as Fan Tong heard Fan Xiaoyu's words, he was immediately moved inexplicably, and his heroism soared, and he automatically ignored the fact that his daughter didn't even glance at him from the corner of her eye.

As the saying goes, the eyes are the windows to the soul, and looking at the appearance of this big nose and eyes, you can guess that he must be trying to bully his father into talking so that he can make more money. NND, this dead fish-eyed fat man who is not benevolent, his family is so rich, he still wants to knock on the bamboo poles of the poor people, and what is even more infuriating is that although that rice bag is not easy to mess with, he wants to provoke this Zhang Pappi?

"It's okay, your father won't count, but Uncle Zhang, I will." Zhang Dexuan hurriedly said, "Don't worry, Uncle Zhang will definitely not count you a penny." ”

"But Uncle Zhang just now, you seem to have miscalculated," Fan Xiaoyu despised Zhang Dexuan in his heart, opened his eyes and said nonsense, but on the surface, he frowned delicately, curled his fingers solemnly, and pulled them one by one, while calculating in a childish and crisp childish voice, "You said just now that my second uncle and his friends spent one hundred and two yuan on eating and drinking, and the other guests ate six hundred and ninety-two yuan, the furniture was damaged seven hundred and seventy yuan, and the dishes were sixty yuan, shouldn't it add up to two and twenty-four yuan?" How did it become two and fifty-four texts? ”

Just now, when Zhang Dexuan deliberately played the abacus ping pong, she knew that the other party had played a slippery head, and the reason why she didn't expose him was because although she miscalculated, she had subtracted twenty-four wen anyway. However, this amount of compensation is only his unilateral calculation, and she has not yet made an on-site inspection, and she has not even confirmed whether she has really lost two yuan of money? Now this sentence is just a gap in the handle.

"Uh, really? I'll do the math,"

Zhang Dexuan was stunned for a moment, and felt that a little cold sweat suddenly broke out behind him, so he hurriedly took out his abacus and pretended to dial it again. He did deliberately calculate an extra thirty wen so that Fan Tong would be grateful, and he deliberately said it quickly at the time, but he didn't expect Fan Xiaoyu to write it all down and calculate the correct number.

It seems that he can no longer underestimate the "stupid daughter" of the Fan family, and he has to take it seriously.

"Hehe, Xiaoyu is really amazing, the uncle really miscalculated just now, but the uncle has reduced a fraction, and you still take advantage of it." Zhang Dexuanqiang laughed, and immediately said in a charity tone.

"Thank you, uncle, I heard people say that suffering is a blessing, uncle is really a good character!" Fan Xiaoyu smiled and patted his farts on the back, and then changed the conversation, "But our family is poor, but we have never been in the habit of taking advantage of others, and we can't let you suffer uncle." In this way, for the time being, let's count it according to two runs and twenty-four texts, and then subtract it when some tables and chairs are repaired and recounted. ”

Saying that, Fan Xiaoyu didn't wait for Zhang Dexuan to express his position, he stood up and said very politely: "Uncle Zhang, you wait a minute, my brother and I will go back to the town with you with my father." ”

"No need to ......" Zhang Dexuan opened his mouth, Fan Xiaoyu had already run to the kitchen like a wind, she had to explain through Dongdong that the bastard second uncle who would definitely sneak back after they left, otherwise the family would really have to drink the northwest wind tomorrow.

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After taking one of the four steamed buns, Fan Xiaoyu and Fan Tong took a torch together and followed Zhang Dexuan down the mountain in the darkening night.

She has already instructed Dongdong to spend the remaining three steamed buns, let him eat one at night and one at noon tomorrow morning, so as not to go hungry again, as for the second uncle of the fugitive, she has repeatedly told the kind Dongdong to resolutely not give him half of them, he deserves to be hungry.

After going down the mountain, Zhang Dexuan, as the richest man, naturally did not have to walk in person. But sitting in the sedan chair, he still had a bunch of complaints, one would complain that the sedan chair was shaking too badly and made him dizzy and uncomfortable, to slow down, and the other time he was chattering and trying to have a relationship with Fan Xiaoyutao, always trying to delay his steps, and trying to suggest that a guy secretly left the team and rushed back to the town by the path first.

But Fan Xiaoyu had already been vigilant in his heart, and he was paying attention to him almost all the time, and he was willing to let him succeed, and every time he smiled and blocked him with a smile.

The ten-mile road is not close, but it is not far.

At this time, Fan Xiaoyu's body that has been exercised by his father and uncle since he was a child is reflected, plus he finally has a hot steamed bun to fill his stomach, although Zhang Dexuan has been grinding along the way, repeatedly reminding the sedan drivers to pay attention to the soles of their feet, but they have already prepared torches when they come, and Fan Tong is very familiar with this road, and he still rushed to the lighted town in less than an hour.

Walking on the only main street in the town, I saw from a distance the corner of the second floor of the Zhangjia Restaurant located in the center of the street, picking out a string of fiery red lanterns, which were swaying slightly in the evening breeze. The bright lights reflect the up and down of the restaurant clearly, and you don't need to walk in to see how lively the second floor is with bamboo curtains.

Fan Xiaoyu tugged at the corners of his mouth slightly, and was about to make a sarcastic lie, when he suddenly heard a loud sound of horses' hooves on the other side of the street, and everyone's attention was suddenly diverted.

Looking through the lights of the people on the street, I saw four tall horses in the front, a wide and gorgeous cart in the middle, and there seemed to be several uniformly dressed guards behind them, which looked very magnificent and eye-catching.

Afraid that the carriage and horses would accidentally bump into people when they passed, Fan Tong hurriedly pulled Fan Xiaoyu to the side of the road, but when he saw those people in front of the restaurant, he stopped.

"Ah, the distinguished guests have come from afar, and they have worked hard!" As soon as Zhang Dexuan saw that there was a guest, and it was obviously a very distinguished guest, his spirit was lifted, and he didn't care about the father and daughter of the Fan family, so he hurriedly trotted up to meet him, quickly put on a professional smile and enthusiastically introduced himself, and at the same time shouted to the two guys, "Why don't you go and prepare a good wing room for the distinguished guests, and boil more hot water to serve?" ”

The two men hurriedly ran in, and the few remaining smiles hurriedly and respectfully served the visitor.

Zhang Dexuan gave a series of welcome speeches, but the distinguished guests in the car were not in a hurry to get down. Instead, a tall guard in the lead went in with Zhang Dexuan to take a look at the environment, as if he wanted to see if it was safe and clean here, and Zhang Dexuan naturally didn't dare to slack off and accompany him.

The arrival of this group of strangers obviously attracted a lot of people who came out of their homes, and at a distance of more than ten meters, Fan Xiaoyu also looked at the first big carriage he saw after crossing with great interest, especially the horses with their heads high.

In the past, when she was studying, because the history teacher gave very vivid lectures and preferred this period of the Song Dynasty, which made many students interested in the Song Dynasty, so she also knew some about the situation of this era. Due to the limitation of the territory of the Song Dynasty, there was no very suitable horse farm in the country, and the imperial court has been short of horses, so the carriage of this era is not the main means of transportation, but most of the ox carts and donkey carts that use extremely slow speeds, generally speaking, only in the military, or the court officials are qualified to use the carriage, of course, some rich people will also be equipped with carriages as a symbol of status, and can use horses and gorgeous bodies like this, the status of its owner must be even lower.

Seeing so many horses at once today is the first time she has seen the world since she crossed over, but I don't know what kind of big man is sitting here!

After the carriage stopped for a while, Zhang Dexuan nodded and walked out with the guard, the guard walked to the window and whispered a few words, and the door was pushed open, and a bright girl with a double hair and a maid dress dressed as a maid came out first, and then the girl turned around and carefully helped out the master who had stretched out a hand!

Fan Xiaoyu naturally thought that there must be a rich daughter in the car, but he didn't expect that the size of that hand was about the same as his own, and then he looked at it, it was actually a pink-faced and vermilion lips, a gold collar around his neck, and a very beautiful little Zhengtai.