There are two main roads in this area of Fang City.

One to the north, leading to the base of the city wall and then turning to the north gate, is the main passage between the carts and horses selling vegetables into the city and the farmers. At this moment, a donkey cart loaded with ginger and garlic stopped and was stopped in front of the first tea shop at the entrance to the market.

The handlebar style is quite experienced, and secretly stuffed more than a dozen copper coins into the short-dressed and sturdy young man led by him, and said in a low voice: "Everyone's big brother Bai Gong has worked hard, and it is convenient to work hard......

Who knew that the young man grabbed it away and said, "Don't come to this set...... Today, when performing official duties, you are not allowed to go out or enter. ”

With a bitter face, the handlebar stepped forward again and said:

"I had a stomachache on the road, and I was too late. If you don't send this cart of ginger and garlic in today, Zhou Caitou can't explain it. Brothers, do well, do well......"

The young man anxiously pulled out an iron ruler and shouted, "If you make any more noise, you will eat me a foot ......."

The handlebar style was so frightened that he pedaled back to the donkey cart, and there was nothing to do, and he didn't dare to leave, so he was so anxious that he turned around.

Hearing the sound outside, a man in soapy leather with a knife hanging from his waist stepped out of the pantry and shouted, "Wu Na is driving the car, come here." Did you give this car to Zhou Caitou?"

The handlebar type hurriedly trotted over, nodded and said:

"The little one has seen the official...... Ginger and garlic were given to Zhou Caitou. The road is delayed, if you don't send it in to pay the errand, I am afraid that he will be deducted seven or eight times, and even the capital will be discounted by half. ”

The catcher laughed and said:

"It's your fate to hit me today. If this cart is sent in, it will be lost. Come on, come on, go to the shop and explain carefully how Caitou, Li Yuhu, and Zheng Tu bullied you and others that week......"

The handlebar followed up with the shop in fear, and when he saw a room full of white laborers, he was shocked and puzzled. Obediently, this formation is like arresting Wang Yang's thief, how can it be related to the three tigers such as Zhou Caitou?

The intersection of Fang City to the south is the main passage for people in the city to enter the market to buy vegetables, and at this moment, more than a dozen white servants are also gathered, and they are also allowed to go out and not enter.

The lately grocery buyers and women gathered in front of the judge's temple to gossip and gossip. Even if they don't know anything more, after seeing such a grand battle in the trapping room, they know that there will be something big in the future, and they are waiting to see the excitement.

After Chu Fan returned to Li Su's wonton stew shop, if no one else dragged the table at the door to the center of the street, he took out three incense sticks from Li Lao'er's incense and candle shop opposite, lit them and inserted them on the ground, and after carefully measuring them with an iron ruler, Da Ma Jindao sat on a bench and waited.

His purpose in lighting incense was to calculate the exact time of day based on the shadow of the incense pillar that the sun was shining obliquely. In addition, this world lacks accurate time measurement units and tools, and it is "a cup of tea" and "a stick of incense" at every turn, and he doesn't know how long it will take to hear his ears calloused. Today, I have to take a test, and I have a spectrum in my heart.

But in the eyes of others, his move was eerie and weird, and he was too frightened to approach.

Clean the front of the hall and pour incense to the sky.

Just imagine, ordinary people lighting incense is nothing more than worshipping God, or sending ghosts, who has nothing to do with it? It's not blue musk incense, sandalwood and agarwood. The blue sky and the day light the three pillars of incense on the road, are you ready to send people on Huangquan Road?

After ten catties of lean meat were chopped into a big pile, Zheng Tu wrapped it in kraft paper and held it in his hand and walked out of the vegetable market.

The streets are lined with grocery stores, snack bars, and china shops, as well as pharmacies, cloth shops, confectioneries, and rouge gouache shops. Usually, at this time, the flow of people in the vegetable market decreases, and the shops outside start to be lively. After selling the vegetables, the farmers have Tongdian in their hands, and they will eventually have to bring something home.

Some farmers don't have many vegetables, and there is no way to deliver the stalls, so they squat on the side of the road to set up stalls. As long as it does not interfere with the business of the store, it will generally not be evicted. But if it is not sold out by the afternoon when the crowd is scarce, you can only carry the burden and walk through the streets.

Zheng Tu held the meat cheek in both hands, and unnoticed that his calf touched a dustpan of vegetables, and immediately kicked it out. Suddenly, radishes and cabbage flew all over the sky, and the dustpan was upside down on the face of the vegetable seller, and the bamboo strips were pierced so that blood flowed from his forehead.

"You old dog, you are in the way, you can't beat it?"

Zheng Tu's eyes widened.

The old man was supposed to be theoretical, but when he saw that it was Zheng Tu, he had to swallow his anger.

A few familiar farmers on the side helped Lao Er pick it up, and whispered comfort: "Mo Li, Mo Li...... The strong have their own strong hands, and the wicked must eventually grind the wicked...... How long will he be rampant?"

Zheng Tu had already taken more than a dozen steps, and when he heard the word "wicked", he turned around and sneered:

"Our family is a wicked person, what should we do? Dare to run a horse in the palace of the king of Hades, and take the pearl under the jaw of the dragon. When the meat comes back, I will kill you old dogs. dared to sell outside to rob Brother Zhou's business, and he hasn't settled the account yet. ”

The streets are deserted and the leaves are fluttering.

People gathered in front of the shops, poking their necks out and looking at each other, looking mysterious.

Zheng Tu, as the largest meat case shopkeeper in the north of the city, has four skilled knife hands and three clever little servants under his command, how can he personally deliver meat? At present, walking on the street with a large bag of meat in both hands, he always feels that the people in the shops on both sides are staring at him, quietly muttering something. But when they looked up, those people pretended to be indifferent.

The further you go, the more evil you are, and the road of good life is unexpectedly untraveled. The group preferred to huddle on either side, holding their breath like quails, as if waiting for something to happen.

Straight slick thief, end of the weird thing!

Zheng Tu was a little uneasy in his heart, so he simply pulled someone to ask. After walking more than 20 zhang away, I turned a corner, and saw a table placed in the center of the street, and the ground was lit with three incense sticks.

Chu Fan sat upright at the table, playing with an iron ruler in his hand.

The curtain in the wonton stew shop was lifted, and the little girl staggered out, smiling and stretching out her arm to Chu Fan to hug from afar. But as soon as he arrived at the door, he saw Zheng Tu coming, so he shrank back in horror.

A child is the most sensitive animal and knows who is good for her and who is bad.

Chu Fan hurriedly turned his head and shouted:

"Li Su, look at Yingying well...... It's best to plug your ears. Wait a minute, some of the sounds won't sound good, don't scare her. ”

There was an "um" in the room, and Ruxue Hao leaned out of the curtain and pulled Yingying in.

In broad daylight, he bumped into three sticks of incense on the road, Zheng Tu felt a little furious in his heart, and he shouted unlucky. But the appearance of the scholar was still in his mind, and he was not afraid when he approached.

Chu Fan's face was gloomy, and he sat with a big thorn.

Zheng Tu saw that he didn't look at himself at all at all, and saw that he didn't have a seizure on the gold, so he bowed down and handed over the oil paper bag, and said in a rough voice: "Chu Baigong, the meat you want is here." ”

Chu Fan turned his head to see that the incense had only burned for more than a third, and calculated that the so-called "one stick of incense" would take about fifteen minutes. This Zheng Tu stomped out ten catties of cheeks in five minutes, which was fast enough.

He hated that the greasy palm was too dirty, and stretched out the iron ruler to flick it. The paper bag immediately flew out two feet away and then scattered, just like a rain of flesh.

The dog's nose is the most agile, and a few of them sprang out of the oblique thorns and pounced on them with lightning speed.

After a while, the large and small yellow, yellow, black and black dogs' heads were crowded, and the sound of tearing and biting was endless, and the harazi flowed all over the ground.

Zheng Tu's face sank.

Chu Fan looked at him quietly, a sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth, and he didn't speak.

The people in the shops on both sides looked nervously, and they didn't even dare to breathe.

Zheng Tu was inexplicable, seeing that Chu Fan had a slight red mark on his face, thinking that he had to ask Li Su to take advantage of him and slapped him, so he sprinkled his anger on the meat?

But after all, he was lost face in front of everyone's eyes, Zheng Tu snorted heavily, and turned around angrily to leave.

There was a slow, procrastinating voice from behind.

"Pig killer, stop. ”

Zheng Tuhuo turned back, and was about to scold, when he saw Chu Fan holding an iron ruler in his right hand and slapping in the palm of his left hand, his eyes were like looking at a lamb slaughtered, and he suddenly remembered the identity of the other party, and swallowed his anger and said, "What else does the son want?"

"Cut ten catties of pig's trotters with your own hands, and you should connect the wool with the belt and bones, and chop them into cheeks. ”

Zheng Tu reluctantly smiled:

"I just chopped the fine meat, thinking that I wanted to make dumplings and stew. This pig's trotters are chopped into pieces, and they can't be eaten. ”

Chu Fan stood up, lifted the hem of his robe, stepped on the stool with one foot, put the iron ruler into the back of his neck and tickled, glared and said:

"Straight lady thief, you took Lao Tzu a tael of gold, and you refused to even come out with a few pig's trotters, do you want to die?"

That hanger is fierce and vicious, how can he still look like a scholar, he is more splashy than a splash, and he is a bully even better.

Zheng Tu "buzzed" in his head, and then he realized that the other party had no good intentions in stuffing gold, and found fault with his heart.

But if he wants to return the gold, he is absolutely reluctant. I don't fight with you, anyway, one or two gold can buy a dozen pigs. If you want pig's trotters, you will have pig's trotters, and if you want a pig's head, you can take the opportunity to go back to the vegetable market to discuss with Zhou Caitou and Li Yuhu. If the reputation of the Three Tigers is planted like this, who will buy it in the future?

"Hugh mentions that gold is not gold, and silver is not silver. Whatever Gongzi Chu wants, our family will get it. ”

Zheng Tu vaguely revealed the matter of gold, and responded with a fist.

"Hmph, count you pickled slave acquaintance. The action is sharp, and the incense on the ground must be sent before it is burned, otherwise don't blame Lao Tzu for being polite. ”

Chu Fan sneered.

Seeing Zheng Tu walking back to the vegetable market quickly, several shops were closed.

The onlookers looked at each other, their expressions nervous and excited, and they were silent. Occasionally, the sound of small discussions floated out, and they were quickly cut off.

The mountain rain is coming, and the wind is roaring.

When the incense on the ground was burned out, Zheng Tu hurried over with an oiled paper bag.

Unlike the last time, he had a boning knife in his waist, and there were more than a dozen men behind him, all of whom were carrying knives and sticks, and their faces were not good.

Chu Fan didn't seem to see it, and still beat the paper bag away with an iron ruler with an expressionless face.

The dogs in Fang City had never eaten such fine meat, gobbling them up one by one, and their tails wagged like rattles. Some made a fortune in a muffled voice, and some called for friends.

This time, Zheng Tu did not retreat, his fat arms were folded in front of his chest, and he stood still with a sneer.

The man behind him clenched his knife and stick and glared at Chu Fan fiercely.

The people in the shop don't squint.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the Great Divine Stick of Chu finally spoke, and said coldly:

"Kill the pig, go and cut ten catties of pig teeth. The upper teeth should be not lowered, and the seeds should be finely chopped. If you bring a little minced meat in it, Lao Tzu will skin you, a pickled minion. ”