Chapter 33 Profitable

“…… Trouble Huang Zuo, these silver taels are the villain's filial piety to you! ”

The dim candle flame shone on a crumpled old face, with humility and flattery.

He trembled and pushed the burden on the table, stretched out his rough palm full of ravines, and took out a piece of broken silver and a few copper plates from his bosom and placed them on the burden.

Huang Zuoyan glanced at the silver and copper plates on the table with disdain, and picked up the broken silver with his long index finger and weighed it: "That's it?" ”

The old man's heart suddenly tightened, and he hurriedly said: "The villain knows his mistakes, he knows his mistakes, there is still a ...... here."

Hehe! You can be a man. Huang Zuoyan narrowed his small eyes, took the broken silver and weighed it a few times, then stuffed it back into his arms, patted the other party's shoulder and said, "Go back and wait, it will be arranged soon!" ”

"Thank you Huang Zuo for your great kindness, great kindness."

Hearing that Huang Zuo promised to do things for himself, the old man suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, squeezed out a happy smile, and bowed his hand again and again.

Seeing that the other party was so flattering, Huang Zuoyan felt a sense of disgust in his heart, and waved his hand to him.

The old man said goodbye again with a thousand thanks, and turned to leave.

Looking at the other party's distant back, Huang Zuoyan couldn't help but snort contemptuously: "Idiot." ”

But it's precisely because of such fools that I can make a profit from it!

Huang Zuoyan had a wicked sneer on his face, opened the package casually, and took out a few white and black paper deeds inside......

"Huh? A servant of the Hokago-Zhou family? ”

"What a bonus!"

When he saw the above content clearly, Huang Zuoyan was slightly stunned, and then he seemed to think of something, a pair of sword eyebrows symbolizing integrity couldn't help but jump a few times, and a greedy light appeared in the corners of his eyes.

The Zhou family in Beixiang is nothing, but there are still people in the Zhou family in the yamen......

……

"Lord Zhou, your cousin is too careless to be stolen by a servant to take the deed of sale!"

The direction was changed, but this time the person sitting in the guest seat with a smile on his face was replaced by a yellow official.

On the main seat, Zhou Inspector wore a fuchsia round-necked civilian gown, and the cuffs were embroidered with a gold thread auspicious cloud pattern.

Although he is about forty years old, he is extremely well maintained, and his facial features are deep and handsome. Thick eyebrows, sharp eyes, and a faint stubble between the lips make it even more attractive.

"Thank you Brother Huang for reminding me, I will send someone to inform you in the next meeting......"

Zhou Inspector picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, and said slowly, his tone was calm and there was no abnormal emotion.

However, Huang Zuoyan was secretly proud in his heart: after taking the money, he could also get a chance to inspect and make a fortune......

……

Dreams, full of killing.

In a world shrouded in mist, Meng Ke was in it, and the people who died under his hands came out of the mist.

He kept swinging his knife as if it never ended......

"Meng Xiaolang, wake up, wake up! Lu Cai, they're back! ”

An urgent call rang in his ears that pulled him back to reality.

He opened his eyes and found himself lying on the bed, his nose filled with the smell of medicinal herbs, and Jia Shi was standing beside him.

Jia Shi was still holding a bowl of medicinal soup in his hand, and when he saw him wake up, he immediately shouted happily: "Meng Xiaolang, you have finally woken up, go and take a look, Lu Cai and the others are all injured......"

"Wounded?"

Meng Ke struggled to sit up, got out of bed in his clothes, only to feel a faint pain in the wound, and his vision was blurred, he shook his head and said, "How could it be injured?" Did they fight each other? ”