It was another day to make money, and Zhang Zuben prepared seventy bowls of cold skin. It is still sold from noon. In this way, those who eat in the afternoon can also come to eat cold skin and drink porridge.

In the afternoon, there was still a queue at the door, gathering people. Gao Sen came back, and saw so many people gathered at the door of the porridge shop from a distance, thinking that something was wrong, he quickly ran to the door of the porridge shop, opened the crowd, and squeezed in.

The diners who didn't know the situation saw Gao Sen like this, and shouted, "Hey, why is this person like this, he doesn't line up!" ”

Gao Sen nervously squeezed into the store, only to find that it was just a good business.

Zhang Zuben saw Gao Sen nervously breaking in, and hurriedly said to him, "Come back, go to the backyard to chop firewood!" You're not at home, and there's not enough firewood. ”

Originally, Gao Sen planned to come to see Yan Xiaowu quietly, and he left if he had nothing to do, after all, he ate and drank for nothing every day at Zhang Zuben's house, but Zhang Zuben didn't say anything, but Yan Xiaowu's mouth made him quite awkward.

But as soon as he came back, he heard Zhang Zuben talking to himself like this, and he didn't treat himself as an outsider at all, and an inexplicable emotion surged in his heart.

Gao Sen still kept a straight face, did not let this emotion be revealed, said "um", and went into the backyard to chop wood.

When the night closed, Zhang Zuben took his own set of clothes, handed it to Gao Sen and said, "Take off your clothes and I'll wash them for you, let's take this and change it first." May not be suitable. I'll make do and buy you some clothes and shoes another day. ”

Yan Xiaowu said loudly dissatisfied, "Why are you so kind, I'm afraid that what you get from your kindness is a snake!" Beware of snake bites! ”

Gao Sen knew that Yan Xiaowu was talking about himself, put the clothes that Zhang Zuben gave him on the table, and was about to go out with a black face.

"Hey! If you're a child, why take it seriously! Zhang Zuben said, "Life is not easy in the world, no matter what you do, it is just a mess." If you are destined to be together, do you still want to say that people can't die? ”

Yan Xiaowu heard that Zhang Zuben's words were directed at him. The first time Gao Sen saw him, he confessed the fact that he was a killer and did not hide anything from himself.

Zhang Zuben had never asked Gao Sen about it, just like he had never asked about himself.

Maybe he guessed the shady business that Gao Sen was doing, but he still took him as a part of the place. Maybe that's fate.

Gao Sen didn't speak again, picked up Zhang Zuben's clothes, and went out. Only then did Yan Xiaowu notice the bloodstains on his black clothes. I just don't know if the blood is his or someone else's.

Anyway, the profession of killer is not visible, and it is also a profession that adds blood to the tip of the knife and the waist of the head is pinned to the waistband of the pants.

Although this profession is not recognized and recognized. It's a gray existence. It's like the moment when the sun doesn't rise and the night doesn't end, it's neither night nor day.

When he was sleeping, Yan Xiaowu thought, no matter how well you Gao Sen behaves, anyway, it is impossible for me to worship a killer as a teacher.

I have to say that there is one more man in the store, and the labor intensity of Yan Xiaowu and Zhang Zuben has been reduced a lot.

Gao Sen seems to have inexhaustible strength, and the work of picking firewood, chopping firewood and fetching water is done quickly and well.

The food of the servants has also changed from three meals of white porridge a day to steamed buns, dumplings, braised pork noodles, and mutton soup...... Took turns eating.

These days, Yan Xiaowu has not only grown taller, but also has meat on his body.

Zhang Zuben bought several sets of clothes, shoes and socks for Yan Xiaowu and Gao Sen, and even cotton clothes and pants. You can wear it until next spring.

Gao Sen is also relatively honest, and since the last time he went out, he hasn't stayed home at night. It looks like it's dedicated to the store's business.

It's November in the blink of an eye, and more than a month has passed.

At lunchtime, Zhang Zuben said to Gao Sen and Yan Xiaowu, "I have a good look at a shop, which is relatively close to the central street. I want to sell our current shop and buy the bigger one. ”

Now the price of a bowl of cold skin has been fixed at 35 yuan a bowl.

Not to mention the only one in Qingyuan County, that is the entire Daqi, and it is also the only one.

There have been people from other places who have come here one after another just to eat a bite of cold skin. It seems that selling cold skin is really profitable.

Yan Xiaowu was very proud in his heart, and quietly gave himself a name, "Please call me: the unique little prince of cool skin".

This ancestral porridge shop has gone from obscurity to now being a hot mess, which naturally attracts jealousy. Especially Juxiang Building.

In addition, before the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Meeting, Juxianglou, as the organizer and main funder, was all stolen by Yan Xiaowu. Especially Hu Wenfeng, who hates Yan Xiaowu so much that his teeth itch.

It turns out that Shu Jilan is not only a big gentleman of Wenguang Academy, but also one of the main exams of the previous state examinations.

Hu Wenfeng has failed the test several times in the second state, thinking that he can enter Wenguang Academy through Shu Jilan this time.

So this time, the family spent a lot of money to invite Shu Jilan to come.

Hu Wenfeng's wishful thinking was disrupted by Yan Xiaowu who appeared out of nowhere, and he hated to kill Yan Xiaowu immediately to relieve his anger.

Juxianglou sent Shopkeeper Liu to pay one hundred taels to buy the method and recipe of Liangpi. was rejected by Zhang Zuben.

As a result, Zhang Zuben turned around and was beaten on the street by someone who put a sack on his back and took him to a remote place.

And Yan Xiaowu was even more miserable, he was directly used in a sack from behind and resisted.

"Let you toast and not eat and drink." Yan Xiaowu sat on the ground and heard that this was the voice of the shopkeeper Liu, "Stinky boy, as long as you obediently tell the recipe and recipe of Liangpi, I will still give you a hundred taels of silver and let you go back." ”

Yan Xiaowu is really angry, if I don't say it, I will be killed?

"It's not necessarily going to be killed. But those who lack arms and legs, are blind and deaf, it's hard to say. Shopkeeper Liu threatened with a wicked smile.

"Let me think about it, then?" Yan Xiaowu said, "Tomorrow, I'll give you an answer tomorrow." ”

"Hehe, what's the matter, you still want to delay waiting for someone to save you? Tell you, go dream! Shopkeeper Liu snorted, and whispered to his servants, "Take care of him, if someone comes to save him and dares to run, he will be killed and thrown to a mass grave outside the city." ”

When Yan Xiaowu heard this, he shouted, "There is really no royal law!" ”

"Huh, Wang Fa?" Shopkeeper Liu snorted from his nose.

Zhang Zuben was beaten, Yan Xiaowu was arrested, and Gao Sen could guess what was going on with a guess.

When Gao Sen went out, Zhang Zuben limped and pulled him, and said, "Or report to the official, don't be stupid, it's a big deal to hand over the formula, life is important!" There are still long days to come! ”

Then he used his dark green eyes to give Gao Sen a meaningful look not to be impulsive and to protect his most important eyes.

After checking his eyes, Gao Sen left, dressed in black, without even a sword, and left.

Zhang Zuben looked at Gao Sen's figure and sighed. He decided that if Xiao Wu couldn't come back tomorrow, he would go to Juxianglou, hand over the cool skin formula, and change Xiao Wu.

When Zhang Zuben said "report to the official" to Gao Sen, although Gao Sen didn't say anything on the surface, he sneered in his heart, "Report to the official?" Don't you know that the county magistrate here is a waste who eats and waits for death to do nothing, bullies the weak and fears the hard, and helps each other between officials and businessmen? ”

Finding the county master to solve the problem will only turn a small thing into a big thing, and it is very likely that it will become a funeral again. I'll do it myself.

Zhang Zuben didn't sleep all night, went out early in the morning, just locked the door of the store, and turned his head to find Yan Xiaowu lying on the stall at the door.

"Little Five, Little Five!" Zhang Zuben shook Yan Xiaowu over and over again, and tried his snort with trembling hands. Great, Little Five, you're back! Peace is back!