Chapter Thirty-Eight: Let's Slap It!
Life is a journey, and you don't have to worry about the destination. What I care about is the scenery along the way and the feeling of seeing the scenery.
What an elegant trip requires is not a horse or a carriage, but to stop from time to time and spend the passing time leisurely.
A "boy in white" who knows this well sits calmly on a large rock on a high place, with a high-grade fox skin spread out in front of the son.
On the fox skin, there are four dried fruits and four candied fruits.
The four dried fruits are: pine seeds, cashew nuts, peanuts, and pistachios
The four candied fruits are: salt green plum, orange cake, longan meat, and winter melon strips
Jiang Ping'an looked into the bamboo forest with his right hand like a canopy, then turned his head to look behind Yang Yanfeng, laughed twice, and nodded. Grabbed the wine gourd on the fox skin and took a sip, opened the folding fan, and lay down leisurely on the big rock to fan the wind.
There was no need for her to worry about the battle situation, her cousin had already used the Silent Divine Thunderbolt to deal with the strange shadow. And the "demon clan" behind Yang Yanfeng seems to have gone far away because of this, and Jiang Ping'an's sure reason is that the smell of blood that rushes straight to his brain can no longer be smelled.
Yang Yanfeng said to himself as he walked: "Damn, I'm such a fool, I actually forgot that my cousin seems to only be able to do light work!" β
"You're not bad at all, you're a fool." Jiang Ping'an's voice came from a rock in the distance, a little funny, a little bright.
Yang Yanfeng just smiled when he heard this, gestured lightly to the back of his head, and with a sweep of his feet, he came to Jiang Ping'an, reached out and picked up a salt green plum and stuffed it in his mouth, grabbed a handful of peanuts and began to chew them.
Jiang Ping'an drank the wine with relish, and said as if he had said to himself: "Oh, a green plum is three pennies, this peanut is a penny." I don't have any pen and ink at the moment, so I'll remember it first. β
Yang Yanfeng twitched the corners of his mouth twice when he heard this, his whole body trembled, his mouth grew up, and the winter melon strip he had just picked up in his hand fell on the fox skin in an instant, shaking his head and waving his hands: "Don't eat it, don't eat it!" β
When he did this, Jiang Ping'an felt ashamed. He smiled in his heart: "Aha, this stupid brother, you can eat if you want!" β
Yang Yanfeng suddenly said with a straight face: "Cousin, to be serious, the master who used the shadow to attack us, cousin, I just forced him back temporarily." But then, as the case progresses, there may be some more powerful masters. So why don't you retreatβ"
Jiang Ping'an interrupted: "Hehe, what is a master, if you have to fight, I will fight him ninety-nine!" β
Yang Yanfeng looked at Jiang Ping'an's confident expression, shook his head and said, "Cousin, sometimes you may not be able to win by working hard, you still have to have real strength." β
Jiang Ping'an retorted: "Do you still need to say this?" Someday, let you know my cousin's true strength! Hmph~"
(Is it really the strength to escape?) I understand, I understand. Yang Yanfeng spread his hands and snorted coldly: "Gotta get it, when I talk more, let's go." β
Just as the two were talking noisily, a black shadow accompanied by a headless demon body was slowly walking three hundred meters behind the two, and said to himself: "What a powerful secret weapon, it seems that it will not be able to take them in a short time, just give the lord his life first." β
Following
Bitterwater
The name "Annale Pawnshop" looks ordinary. This is a pawnshop, and the name of the owner of this pawnshop is undoubtedly the surname Nian.
year, a less common surname, in another time and space, ranked 498th in the Song version of "Hundred Family Surnames", a relatively rare surname.
The owner's name is Nian Youyu, and the method of running a pawnshop is different from all other pawnshop shops. He can only die here, what is death? That is, what he has with him can neither be redeemed nor renewed.
He is about fifty years old, of medium height, with a round head and a fat face, small eyes, and cannot laugh, and there is only one slit left in his eyes when he laughs.
His nose is quite large, and with his honest face, he smiles when he sees people. Therefore, people who meet for the first time will think that this person is kind and angry, he should be a kind person, in fact, this old boy is a profiteer in his bones, when it comes to doing pawn business, the whole pass, I'm afraid no one is more treacherous than him. This guy can even say that a rotten footbath is a bathtub used by the Empress Dowager back then.
Although his main business was a pawnshop, there were often people who took antiquities to sell to him. Strangely enough, he was much more interested in buying antiques than in the pawnshop business, and he would have been hospitable to anyone who came to sell him antiquities, especially those of unknown origin.
Because, his boss still has an identity, a black market antique dealer.
And, according to those who had traded with him for more than a year, if they came to sell antiquities to him, no matter how much they were worth. He would tell the visitor to pay 30% first, and the rest of the balance would be given after he sold the antiquities.
But basically, so the people who come to peddle basically take 30% of the money.
Why? Because of his old age, when he was young, he worked as a groom for Shu Laoshuai, the first brother of Mangguan...... It seems that he also fled all the way back to the vast pass with the old handsome on his back from the battlefield of humans and demons......
Of course, there is another important reason, that is, most of these antiquities are stolen goods, and they cannot be seen.
Anyway, there is no standard price for antiques, and if you take it to other antique dealers, I am afraid that it will not even be worth 10%. Moreover, if you don't do it, you will have to run out of people and goods, and you will have to eat all the lawsuits.
In such a situation, people prefer to go to the "Annals Pawnshop", and the antiquities and silver accumulated in the Annals also increase.
He doesn't open a semicolon in his old age, anyway, what he has now is money, and it's all cash.
Open a semicolon? Come on, opening a branch is a burden, and it is to find guilt.
The old man sometimes even feels that the cash in his hand is more than the sum of the three super-rich people in Mangguan. This is true, because it is a pawnshop business, not much else, and there must be a lot of cash.
Now, at the gate of the pawnshop, the elderly set up a set of coffee tables, propped up a parasol, leisurely held a pu fan to fan the wind, and enjoyed the tribute tea delivered from Mingjian Villa in the southern region thousands of miles away, which was so comfortable.
It all started with the business ten days ago, which was an unexpectedly big business. That big business, for a businessman, is like a large number of gold ingots falling from the sky, I don't know how much I like it.
Moreover, the other party only asked for one percent of the cash for all the goods, which made the old man happy, and he couldn't wait to sleep with this batch of antiques at night, for fear of flying away.
However, the other party also has a request, that is, not to disclose any information about these antiques, which is simply not a requirement for the black market dealer Nian Yu.
He was a notoriously strict man in his old age, as smelly and hard as a stone in a pit.
Thinking of this, the old man took a sip of tea proudly, yawned, and slowly opened his eyes, and in the distance, two figures moved over - one black and one white
Boss Nian didn't care at first, but the two little kids ignored it. However, he felt that the two of them seemed to be staring at him in front of him, and he squinted his eyes when he was more than a year old.
Saw:
The white-clothed man in a Chinese costume combed his long bun, and also erected a jade crown, with a fair-skinned melon seed face, showing a delicate atmosphere, and shaking the hand of the folding fan in his hand, which was indescribably chic.
The man in black wears a hat, his facial features are clear and deep, and he is full of murderous aura, and behind a black cloak, he carries two receivers.
"When something? When something goes in on its own. Nian Youyu asked casually.
Jiang Ping'an looked at him and smiled: "No, we are looking for you." β
Yang Yanfeng also added: "We are a fast arrester in Pingshan County, and there is a case that needs your cooperation in the investigation." Come with us, cooperate with us, and save the hardships. As he spoke, Lao Yang shook his fist the size of a sandbag.
"Damn, where did you get the two steel heads?" Nian Yuyu felt a little strange, and didn't inquire, who is he in old age? Even if the magistrate saw him, he had to nod his head, the governor called him a brother when he saw him, and the prefect was courteous when he saw him. Even if you go to see Lao Shuai, this cup of tea and a meal are indispensable.
Where did these two crumbs come from? Do you want to let him go as soon as he comes? Besides, Kushui Zhendi is under the jurisdiction of Aozhou, you are arresting people across regions, but you have a warrant from the Governor's Office?
Nian Youyu squinted his eyes and put on a strange tone: "What crime have I committed?" Also, your Pingshan County arrester ran to Aozhou to arrest people, do you have the certificate of the higher-level government? Also, does the prefect Chen, know about this? Hmph, do you know that the old man is-"
Jiang Ping'an floated over with a grin, approaching more than a year with a smile, raising his hand with a smile, and approaching the fat face of the old man with a lot of fat and meat. Nian Youyu was talking with his eyebrows dancing, and when the spittle stars were flying around, he only heard the sound of "pop".
Spank.
The shopkeeper called out "wow" - obviously a slap in the face.
What the hell is this! He is not a vegetarian in his old age, he is more than a year, but he was also the number one in the border army of Mangguan....... I saw that Nian Youyu jumped up from the recliner with a thud, and threw away the pu fan with one hand and was about to beat Jiang Ping'an.
But there is one person who is faster, Yang Yanfeng. Whew", the figure flashed, the hemp rope turned, and the young fat man was immediately tied up.
This includes snatching out, pointing, tying people, snatching back, and putting the annual shopkeeper on the shoulder.
The action is smooth and done in one go. It's not the first time I've done this kind of thing.
Jiang Ping'an saw that Nian Youyu was staring at her with an unconvinced face, her mouth was crooked, she exhaled, and said, "What, unconvinced?" Want to slap again? β
The fat on the face of the young man trembled, and he wanted to speak, but his dumb hole was pointed, and he couldn't speak. He could only puff out through his large nostrils in protest.
Yang Yanfeng patted the chubby ass of the shopkeeper on the shoulder, and said with a hummer: "Shopkeeper, relax...... Just relax...... Take it easy...... The more you struggle, the tighter the rope becomes! β