From beginning to end, Mei Lao didn't say a word again, and it wasn't until all the disciples left the goulan that he was shrouded in smoke and left a trace of tears.

At the entrance of the fence, the old bustard was listlessly guarding the shop, and if it wasn't for the sake of making money, who would be staying here if it wasn't for the big snow today.

There was a burst of dense footsteps behind him, and the old bustard, who was about to fall asleep, hurriedly stirred up, and when he looked back, he found that it was the group of people from the theater troupe, and then he was relieved, and he thought that his own girl had come to him to ask for wages.

It's not the end of the month yet, and if you can drag it out for a day, it's a day. The old bustard patted his cold chest with palpitations, this day, it's not easy to make money, and the people in this scene are going to move away...

The old bustard, who reacted at this time, was startled, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to pull a person in front of him, and asked: "What kind of trouble are you guys doing, how can you just leave, you are gone, are we still called Goulan?"

Compared with the Qinglou kind of place, there are fewer tables to eat and sit, and more places to sing and listen to music, and the people who come to Goolan on weekdays feel that the price here is relatively cheap, and they don't go back to listen to any tunes at all.

But is the hook bar still called the hook bar where there is no music to listen to, this is equivalent to a fig leaf, and without it, the business of the hook bar will definitely be greatly reduced.

Coincidentally, the person who was grabbed by the bustard happened to be the senior brother of the troupe.

The master brother of the opera troupe, who was in a terrible mood, broke away from the shackles of the bustard with a twitch of his hand, and the senior brother who spared no effort made the bustard stumble this time, and almost fell to the ground without stabilizing his body.

"Isn't it just doing something unscrupulous, who really listens to the music?" the elder brother snorted coldly, and waved his sleeves in disgust, thinking that the old bustard's hand had defiled his sleeve.

The old bustard, who hadn't reacted yet, heard this again, and suddenly became angry, "You rely on me every day, I confiscate your money, it's okay, and you dare to say this, it's really unreasonable, I'll report to the official and let the official arrest you all!"

At this time, the old bustard still has the appearance of the satay when he flattered on weekdays, a shrew who scolded the street alive, and naturally lost the so-called reserve and upbringing after doing this business.

The two parties had completely torn their faces, and the frowning elder brother had made up his mind that if this old bustard was unreasonable today, he wouldn't mind beating a dozen women.

When the situation was deadlocked, one hand grabbed the senior brother of the opera troupe, and the thin monkey said to him: "Senior brother, forget it, the master is still inside." ”

At the mention of the master, the senior brother of the opera troupe seemed to be deflated, and he sighed and had no more follow-up.

took out a few pieces of broken silver from his bag, and the senior brother put it on the table in front of the old bustard, "We don't owe each other in the future, I just hope you don't bother our master these days." ”

These pieces of broken silver were a lot of money for anyone in the troupe, but even so, everyone in the troupe did not blink, and took out the same amount of silver from their bags one after another and put it in front of the bustard.

After a while, the broken silver on the table was piled up into a small mountain, and the old bustard's stinky face gradually became smiling.

With all the silver in his arms, the old bustard said happily: "It's easy to say, it's easy to say." ”

At this point, the people of the troupe never looked back, leaving this place that he hated but had been singing for more than ten years.

The old bustard couldn't close his mouth happily, the girls used to say that those who read the best money, as long as they teased them a few words, they would be speechless for the so-called integrity, and then they would obediently pay out the silver. If you want the bustard, she said, in addition to scholars, the best money to earn comes from these plays.

After taking all the money, the old bustard looked behind him, and heard that they said that the old thing seemed to be still in it, and that it would have to stay for a few days.

Whatever, he can live if he wants, and when he dies of old age, just find a few girls who can sing, it's really not good, as long as someone gives money, she can go up and sing two voices.

Thinking of this, the old bustard's eyes were full of longing, as if the white silver grew legs on its own and ran into her arms.

Not long after the cashier's collection, there was a new business coming to the door here, and there were more than one or two people coming, obviously coming for group buying.

The old bustard's eyes were already a little dazzled, and she couldn't see who the people were clearly, but she knew that a large group of people had come, so she took advantage of the gap when these people had not yet arrived, took out the gouache, and applied it to the left of her face, which was regarded as a make-up.

When she saw the comer clearly, the bustard's face turned pale with fright, and now she didn't need to smear gouache on it.

It turned out that the people who came were actually the warriors of the Martial Arts League, judging by the clothes they were wearing, they were still from Baiyuntang, and the most important thing was that the leaders in front were actually Ning Qian, the master of Baiyuntang, and his son Ning Yunchu!

Ning Qian is the most arrogant hall master of Baiyun Hall, his popularity in Chaisang City is much higher than Shao Xinglong, basically everyone knows it, if there are children crying at night, their parents will mention his name, and those children will immediately shut up obediently.

Ning Yunchu seems to have brought people here, and the old bustard was worried for a long time last time, thinking that they were here to make trouble, but fortunately, he left after a while. Today's visit again, the momentum has become even greater, and it is equipped with a unified long knife, I am afraid that things are not so simple.

The old bustard pretended to be bold and asked, "Do these masters want us to find a girl here to consume?"

Martial artists are physically strong, and sexual affairs are generally very long, where can the girls in the goulan withstand the toss of these martial artists, not to mention that these arrogant Baiyuntang martial artists are all masters who love white prostitutes, and their white prostitutes are really literal white prostitutes.

Every time a warrior came to this kind of place in Chaisang City, the bosses did not dare to disobey, and could only consider themselves unlucky, even if they spent money to buy peace.

But this time it's different, so many people are here, I'm afraid that the girl in the hook bar can't be found, how can people stand it.

No matter what the people from Baiyuntang are here for, the old bustard who has just received a large sum of silver has already begun to drip blood in his heart, and there will be no good thing when this group of people comes.

Ning Qian's expression was cold, just a look scared the old bustard speechless, he came here today to kill people...

Behind them, there was an absolute woman, her eyes looked curiously at the fence, and wanted to see the scene inside, but she felt a little embarrassed, every time she looked at it, she glanced at it hurriedly, and then withdrew her gaze, this time she was in the right place...