164 - a slap in the face for a tael or two
If it weren't for Wang Xiaolai's desperate resistance, with Shen Xiping's temper, the little two's head would have to be screwed off by Shen Xiping.
persuaded Shen Xiping with bad words, and when Wang Xiaolai was persuading him, the legendary Mr. Tiezui also appeared in a swaying manner.
To be honest, I thought that Mr. Tiezui, who had charged so much appearance fees, would be such a character, but I didn't expect it to be a big surprise.
Two goatees, a fan stuck in the back of his neck, sharp-beaked monkey gills, high cheekbones, thin and weak as if he could blow it in one breath.
He was wearing a set of green cloth robes, but he was a little big, and he was not tired in his clothes, like a monkey putting on human clothes.
How to look at it, how not to look like a positive character.
"Ahem."
Mr. Iron Mouth got on the stage, sat down behind the table, took the fan from the back of his neck, coughed twice, and cleared his throat.
Then he picked up the shocking wood, knocked it on the table, and began to say: "Lustful and romantic, it's not that the enemies don't get together, it's just for the adulterous woman, it's difficult to protect the wife and children." Frolicking in front of you, after the sin is full, retribution starts from the beginning, and all evil and prostitution are the head, so on the top, the matchmaker is evil and promiscuous. โ
A set poem, except for Wang Xiaolai, a few people in the audience began to applaud.
Shen Xiping pouted even more: "I thought it was coming from, but I didn't expect it to be just a storyteller, wasting so much money in vain." โ
Wang Xiaolai said: "What can we do, if we go directly, it will be a loss." โ
Shen Xiping: "ยทยทยท"
For Wang Xiaolai, the process of listening to books is a bit boring, especially this Mr. Tiezui's storytelling is very rigid, there is no jokes, and there is no baggage, it is almost the same as holding the manuscript and reading it.
Wang Xiaolai even had some doubts about how Mr. Tiezui's basic skills made so many people spend so much money to read him.
Could it be that the people in Yangzhou City belong to which type of people are stupid and have a lot of money?
Just as Wang Xiaolai was thinking about it, a girl came with tea and served tea to the audience one by one.
The girl was not very old, that is, seventeen or eighteen years old, about the size of the beads, dressed plainly, and looked very upright, but she was a little shy, and obviously had little experience.
Wang Xiaolai took the tea, nodded, and said thank you.
The girl's face turned even redder.
Xiaozo took a sip of tea, Wang Xiaolai smacked his lips and said, "Don't say it, the tea in this place is good, and it can be regarded as a return to the ticket price." โ
Shen Xiping nodded: "I think most of the people who come here to listen to books are for this bowl of tea." โ
Wang Xiaolai also felt deeply.
At this moment, a crisp sound snapped not far from the side, followed by a roar: "What do you do without long eyes." โ
Hearing this, Wang Xiaolai turned around, and saw that when the girl was serving tea to an audience just now, the latter raised his hand, knocked over the teacup, and spilled it, and then he was furious, and with a swipe, he slapped the girl to the ground.
Wang Xiaolai frowned when he saw this.
"Yo, yo, guest, sorry, sorry."
At this time, the steward in the teahouse came out and began to make amends for the girl.
was spilled with tea, and the guest was a little reluctant, pointed to his clothes, and scolded: "Do you know how much silver Lao Tzu's clothes cost?" Even if you sell this slut, you can't afford to pay for it. โ
The steward kept nodding and begging, but the guest still refused, and it could be seen that he was determined to be ruthless in the teahouse.
In the end, the person in charge didn't know how to do it, so he turned around and slapped the girl in the face, and was angry: "You slut, Lao Tzu is kind enough to take you in, and you do this for Lao Tzu?" โ
The girl sat on the ground, teary eyes, she had already panicked when she made a mistake, and now she was taught a lesson by the steward, and for a while, she didn't know what to do.
It stands to reason that the girl is not to blame for this, it was the guest who spilled the tea by himself, but there is a saying, the customer is first, the girl is reasonable, and it has become unreasonable.
Mr. Tiezui on the stage frowned, what's the matter, he was made by the guest, and the whole hall didn't listen to him, and they all began to look lively.
"Shopkeeper, what's going on, I'm very short on time." Mr. Iron Mouth spoke with some displeasure, and his tone was also scathing.
The shopkeeper hurriedly turned around, his head was full of sweat, and he hurriedly apologized: "That's good, that's good." โ
As he spoke, he raised his hand to hit the girl again, and at the same time said: "I'll kill you, do you know how much effort Lao Tzu took to hire Mr. Tiezui, just because you messed things up, what use do I want to keep you." โ
"Shopkeeper, that's enough, there's no need for this."
Just when the shopkeeper's slap was about to fall, Wang Xiaolai next to him stood up and said, for some reason, when he saw the girl being beaten and crying, Wang Xiaolai thought of Suizhu's face, so that he couldn't help but stand up for the girl.
When the shopkeeper heard the sound and turned around, he saw that it was Wang Xiaolai, and rolled his eyes: "I'll teach my family a lesson, it's your business." โ
Wang Xiaolai walked out: "Originally, it was none of my business, but as soon as your words came out, it was my business." โ
The shopkeeper didn't understand, and then Wang Xiaolai came to him, raised a kick and kicked it over, directly kicking the shopkeeper to the ground.
This time, it's completely messed up.
The troublesome guest pointed at Wang Xiaolai: "You dare to beat someone!" โ
Wang Xiaolai was stunned; "No, it's obvious that he was beating me just now."
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Wang Xiaolai pointed to the shopkeeper: "Didn't you see it just now, he hit me in the foot with his stomach." โ
The shopkeeper sat on the ground and gritted his teeth: "Little bastard, you dare to beat me, good, there is a kind, there is a kind." โ
Wang Xiaolai hugged his shoulder: "What's wrong with beating you?" โ
When the words fell, more than a dozen helpers in the teahouse rushed out, and each of them yelled like half-bandits: "Boss, who is making trouble." โ
As soon as the shopkeeper pointed to Wang Xiaolai, those people rushed up.
It's just that without Wang Xiao's hands, Shen Xiping and those Yulin soldiers stood up and cleaned up those helpers like chickens.
Wang Xiaolai stretched out his hand and rushed to the girl: "Are you okay?" โ
The girl's left side of her face was swollen, and she covered it with her hand and glanced at the store in fear.
The shopkeeper also scolded endlessly: "Okay, you slut, when did you hook up with a wild man outside and smash my field." โ
Wang Xiaolai sighed: "Noise." โ
Shen Xiping already understood what he meant, stepped forward, kicked the shopkeeper to the ground with his foot, followed his chest, and opened the bow left and right with both hands, slapping continuously.
The shopkeeper vomited blood and gnawed his teeth, and in the end, the consciousness of being beaten by Shen Xiping began to blur.
followed Wang Xiaolai and turned his head to look at the troublesome guest.
The latter was startled and sat down on the ground.
Wang Xiao came to him and swept up and down, and the latter said tremblingly: "You, you, what do you want to do?" โ
Wang Xiaolai grabbed his clothes and tore them with a stab: "This dress is very expensive." โ
"No, no, it's worthless, it's worthless!"
Afraid that he would be beaten up, the troublemaker hurriedly shouted.
Wang Xiaolai ignored it, took out a gold leaf from his pocket, and threw it to the guest: "Is it enough?" โ
"Enough, enough, enough, more."
Wang Xiaolai moved his wrist, and he was angry in his heart, and said: "It's not good enough, if you have an extra one or two dollars, I'll slap you, and you can find money to save the trouble, how about it?" โ
The guest was just about to speak, but Wang Xiaolai didn't give him a chance, he threw off his arms, and the big-eared posts kept chattering.
The guest's face was swollen and bleeding from his mouth.
"Many, many, many, many."
With a slurred mouth, the guest cried.
Wang Xiaolai stopped and scolded: "Cheap bones, if you don't say it earlier, it hurts Lao Tzu's hands, you deserve it." โ
The guest whined.
So saying, he came to the girl and held out his hand: "Are you all right?" โ
The girl looked at Wang Xiaolai tremblingly, her left face was red and swollen, and she didn't dare to speak.
"What's wrong?" Wang Xiaolai asked again.
Before the girl could speak, the shopkeeper next to her shouted first: "You slut, eat me and live with me, even when your parents died, Lao Tzu spent money to bury you, and you colluded with outsiders to harm me." โ
Shen Xiping was about to do it when he heard the words.
"Wait."
Wang Xiaolai shouted.