Bei Jinchuan still had a cold face during the meal, and the people next to him were afraid to speak.

The resignation sat next to Jiang Wan and asked in a whisper.

"Childe, what's wrong with King Qi?"

Jiang Wan's hand holding vegetables paused slightly, raised her eyes to catch a glimpse of Bei Jinchuan's cold face, and remembered the embarrassing moment in the morning.

The chopsticks in his hand turned around, and he took a piece of meat and put it in the resignation bowl.

"It's okay, you eat quickly."

The resignation sighed, and she happily ate the meat that the son personally sandwiched for her.

Hehe, Childe is so good to me.

Bei Jinchuan snorted coldly, snapped, and slapped the chopsticks on the table.

Everyone was so frightened that they stopped eating and turned their heads to look at him inexplicably.

"I'm full."

Bei Jinchuan looked at someone, and the meaning was obvious, that is, I was still angry, you can watch it.

Jiang Wan sighed helplessly, she looked at the food in Bei Jinchuan's bowl that had not been touched at all, and had a little headache.

At this time, there was a commotion nearby.

"Go, go, dirty, don't get in the way of Lao Tzu's eyes here."

At the guest table next to him, three strong men pushed and shoved an old man covered in dirt and crutches.

The old man was pushed to the ground when he was unstable, and the crutches in his hand smashed on the old man's head, and the three strong men laughed when they saw it.

One of the strong men walked up to the old man with a steamed bun in his hand.

"Want to eat?" He dangled in front of the old man with a steamed bun, and saw the old man nodding frantically, stretching out his dirty hands, and his eyes revealed a desire for food.

The strong man threw the steamed bun to the ground viciously, and kicked it, and the white steamed bun was immediately stained with ash and rolled to the old man's side.

"Then go pick it up." He looked down at the old man as if he were looking at a dog, and his eyes were full of ridicule and insult.

The old man didn't care if the steamed bun was dirty, he picked up the steamed bun and stuffed it into his mouth, gobbling it up as if he hadn't eaten for a long time.

The three strong men laughed again, poured the food on the ground as if they had found some fun, and watched the old man kneel on the ground and eat it with his hands.

They seem to be almsgivers from above, looking at the begging people on the ground, and giving birth to a sense of superiority for no reason.

The resignation seat was immediately angry, and his little face was puffed up.

"How can they do this!"

Jiang Wan looked at it, her brows were tightly locked, and her eyes were cold.

The three strong men didn't seem to be enjoying it, and another strong man came over, holding a bowl of soup hanging above the old man's head, and he looked at the old man who was kneeling on the ground and eating with his hands, and smiled evilly.

Bei Jinchuan glanced at them lightly, his eyelids were not lifted, his hands moved slightly, and the two chopsticks were like sharp arrows with the momentum of thunder, and with a snort, they were pierced on the legs of the strong man.

At the same time, Du Ruo's figure quickly swept over, grabbing the placket of the old man's clothes to avoid the hot soup.

The strong man screamed in pain, fell to his knees, and the bowl in his hand was unstable, so he splashed it all on the face of the strong man next to him.

His forehead was bruised, and he hugged his face and let out a scream of pain.

"What a bold man, he dares to bully my brother!"

The strong man sitting at the guest table lifted the table, grabbed the leg of the chair and pointed at Bei Jinchuan with angry eyes.

Several young people in front of them were richly dressed, some with belts and swords, as if the sons and daughters of some family had come out to play.

He looked at the young man in front of him who didn't look easy to mess with, he was extremely ruthless as soon as he shot just now, and he couldn't afford to provoke it.

Thinking about it in his heart, he suppressed his anger and said hard.

"You, apologize to my two brothers, and I can stop this matter."

Bei Jinchuan snorted coldly and ignored him for half a minute.

"Idiot."

The strong man was enraged by his contemptuous attitude, and felt as if he had been severely humiliated in public.

He couldn't care so much, so he grabbed the leg of the chair and rushed up, wanting to teach this boy who didn't know the height of the sky a lesson.

Bei Jinchuan looked at him with a sneer, his body didn't move for half a minute, he grabbed the chair with one hand, raised his foot and kicked it, and the strong man flew out a meter away, hit the table of the people around him, and fell down hard.

He clutched his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood, looking at Bei Jinchuan in horror.

"You... Don't come here, let me tell you, I'm the fourth master's person, you offended me, the fourth master won't let you go! ”

The people around were frightened by the movement on their side, and the shopkeeper also hurried over.

"Oh, what are the guest officers doing, I'm doing this is a small business, this, this..."

He thumped his chest and stomped, looking at the mess on the ground, his face full of pain.

Sure enough, after this kick, Bei Jinchuan was in a much better mood, and even the people who looked at the ground were pleasing to the eye.

He threw a money bag to the shopkeeper, and the shopkeeper immediately smiled and bowed his head.

"It's fine if you're okay, it doesn't matter if something breaks."

The strong man got up with difficulty, looked at Bei Jinchuan and shouted with insufficient confidence.

"Don't kill me, the fourth master won't let you go!"

The shopkeeper received the money and immediately explained it to them.

"The fourth master in his mouth is a grain merchant in the vicinity, his family has a lot of money, all the food in this neighborhood was bought by him, and the nearby disaster victims and refugees all rely on him for relief, known as the fourth master of Qian."

Jiang Wan thought about it, she had seen a lot of refugees along the way, and it was far from enough to rely on the relief food from the imperial court, and it would not solve the problem at all.

If we want to fundamentally solve the drought in Lin Zhou, we must not only rely on the imperial court to provide relief, but also mobilize these merchants.

Bei Jinchuan and Jiang Wan looked at each other, and he immediately knew the young man's plans.

"Fourth Master Qian? It sounds so majestic, it's better to choose a day than to hit the sun, how about you take us to visit? ”

The three strong men are half-brothers, the one who was splashed with hot soup is called Jia Cai, the one who was pricked with chopsticks is called Yu Wang, and the remaining one is called Yuan Fa, the three of them have been orphans since they were children, and they became brothers without father and mother.

Later, the three of them were favored by Qian Siye, so they voted under Qian Siye, and the three of them were used to being powerful, but they didn't expect to hit a hard stubble today.

They glanced at each other, and Yuan Fa's eyes were fierce.

Since they are looking for death, it is no wonder that our brothers.

"Since you want to go, then my three brothers will take you there."

Jiang Wan, Bei Jinchuan and Du Ruo followed the three of them to a manor, and the prisoners and resignations were left behind to guard the disaster relief food.

Coming to the manor, it was magnificent, and the building was very magnificent, Yuan Fa took Jiang Wan and them to the front hall.

As soon as they saw the fourth master Qian sitting on the seat, the three brothers stepped forward to cry with a handful of snot and tears as if they were seeing their own mother.

"Woo, fourth master, you have to be the master for your brothers, just now they injured the second brother's leg and splashed the third brother's body with hot soup, the fourth master, you have to be the master for us."

Jiang Wan carefully looked at the fourth master Qian who was sitting on it, he was tall and very strong, like a reckless tough guy on the rivers and lakes.

He was wearing a blue shirt, holding a folding fan in his hand, and a cup of tea in his hand.

But the fierce scar face and the tall figure are really inconsistent, which makes people feel strange when they look at it.