Chapter 22: Wu Bald Head
In the yard, there is a broken mat wrapped around the stove house, and Yang Mu is not cold when cooking.
Yang Mu steamed some steamed buns, and made fried vegetables and fried river shrimp.
The family of three was very satisfied, and Mu Dalang's real name was a dry rice person, and he actually ate four big steamed buns.
After washing the dishes, Yang Mu sent his younger brother to Aunt Wang's house, and went out with a small basket on his back.
She first went to Carpenter Li's house in the village, customized a few much-needed furniture, and then went to the county seat in Niu Laohan's donkey cart.
The county has a morning market in the morning and a vegetable market in the afternoon.
Yang Mu went to the vegetable market to find a vacant seat and sold the fish.
Because it was a dead fish, it couldn't be sold at a price, and it only made two hundred and thirty dollars.
She went to the pharmacy that sold white peony last time, and sold the medicinal materials she had picked in the past few days for 300 yuan.
After that, she carried an empty small basket on her back and went to the alley where she had last seen Zhao's family, and knocked on the house of a family planted with grapefruit trees.
The one who opened the door was an acquaintance, the thug who was trampled under her feet yesterday.
When the thugs saw Yang Mu, they seemed to have seen a ghost, and fled back to the courtyard with a shout.
The big golden tooth came out of the house with a scolding and scolding, and when he saw Yang Mu, he was also stunned, and then retreated tactically.
Yang Mu was in a good mood and entered the courtyard with his head held high.
The teeth of the big gold tooth have not yet been set, and the speech is leaky.
"What are you doing here!"
Yang Mu's good-looking eyebrows were raised, and he said confidently: "Collect the money!" You can't have forgotten that you owe me a hundred taels of silver, do you? ”
The big gold tooth slapped his head, how could he forget this stubble.
He quickly went back to the house, came out with a small blue cloth bag, as if feeding a tiger, stuffed the small cloth bag to Yang Mu, and quickly jumped away.
Yang Mu opened the small cloth bag without hurry, and counted it carefully, one hundred taels and one points were not a lot.
She placed the IOU on the small stone table in the courtyard, glanced at the big gold tooth with bright eyes, and walked briskly.
Yang Mu found a bookstore and showed the thick stack of original manuscripts of the bookbook to the bookstore owner.
The boss's surname is Shi, and he is a middle-aged man in his early thirties, wearing a scholar's robe and a goatee.
Boss Shi touched his goatee, shook his head and looked at the manuscript, his eyes were shining.
After Yang Mu waited for him to read five pages, he grabbed the manuscript and asked, "Boss Shi, what do you think of this "Butterfly"?" ”
Last night, after Mu Dalang's strong request, the title of the book was changed.
Boss Shi didn't have the manuscript in his hand, and his heart was empty for a while, he stared at the manuscript in Yang Mu's hand, anxious to know how Zhu Yingtai kept his identity as a woman in the men's academy.
Yang Mu shook the manuscript and said, "Boss Shi? ”
Boss Shi came back to his senses, looked at Yang Mu, and said, "This book is good, twenty taels of silver, I will accept it!" ”
Yang Mu pouted, only twenty taels? She put away the manuscript and was about to leave.
Boss Shi hurriedly walked out from behind the counter, stopped Yang Mu from going out, and said, "If the girl thinks the price is too low, I will add five taels of silver!" ”
Yang Mu's expression was very firm and said: "Fifty taels of silver, otherwise don't talk about it!" ”
Shopkeeper Shi was silent, he had never received manuscripts so high. Even the manuscripts written by those talented people were only thirty or forty taels of silver.
Yang Mu was about to leave.
Shopkeeper Shi hurriedly said: "Girl, go slowly, let's discuss again!" ”
This manuscript is really interesting, the subject matter is also novel, and I am not afraid that I will not make money.
Yang Mu stopped, bargained with Shopkeeper Shi, and finally sold it for forty taels of silver.
Out of the bookstore, Yang Mu was in a good mood, and with the silver, he naturally had to purchase.
She walked around the county seat, bought rice, flour and oil, bought a few sets of ready-to-wear clothes, and grabbed medicine for Mu Dalang, and finally bought enough daily necessities, so she carried a small basket full of back baskets and walked to the village.
She walked around for a long time, but she didn't catch the donkey cart of the old man.
As she approached the village, she met a group of people.
At the head is a big man dressed in a short beat.
Yang Mu looked at the big sleek bald head of the big man, and knew that it was the gangster leader of Dingjia Village, Wu bald.
Wu bald head held a wooden stick with thick arms in his hand, slippery and slippery, and he was used to it at first glance.
Wu Guangtou was followed by four angry thugs with malicious smiles on their faces.
"Cross-village underworld forces" Yang Mu defined it in his heart.
Wu bald head saw her, spit out the grass roots in his mouth, and walked forward with a wicked smile.
"Little lady, leave the money and goods on your body, and I will let you leave with all your beards and tails."
Yang Mu knew about this group of underworld forces, but the underworld forces didn't know her very well.
Yang Mu silently put down the small basket and moved his muscles.
Kick off the battle and prepare to fight with these peers of my grandfather.
The last time he hit the big gold tooth, he felt that the strength in his body seemed to be greater. Now that I've been drinking sweet water for two more days, I don't know if it's stronger?
The little gangsters originally saw Yang Mu obediently put down his things, and they thought that the little lady was afraid of them.
But when they saw that the little lady had moved her muscles and bones for a while, she took a strange pose, and they were a little confused.
Doesn't she run away?
Yang Mu put on the same pose as Ip Man and shouted, "I'm going to fight ten!" ”
Life and death are downbeat, and if you don't accept it, you will do it!
Wu Guangtou was the first to come back to his senses, and he was laughed at angrily, shouldn't he have robbed a fool?
He played with the big wooden stick in his hand and said to the little brother behind him, "Go!" Such a good-looking little lady, we can be considered to have earned it! ”
The little gangsters' eyes immediately lit up, and they surrounded Yang Mu with a wicked smile, their faces full of banter.
One of the thugs in a gray jog stretched out his hand and wanted to touch Yang Mu's cheek.
They had already imagined the next scene, and Yang Mu was full of fear, crying and begging them to let him go.
And they are content to laugh and do whatever they want to do.
Who knows, the little gangster's hand was just halfway out, and he didn't even touch Yang Mu's hair, so he was kicked in the cheek by Yang Mu.
After that, the thugs flew high, fell heavily, and lay on the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.
The remaining few people were stunned when they saw their companions being kicked away by Yang Mu, and their front teeth fell to the ground.
It's not the same scenario they imagined!
After Yang Mu flew out with one foot, he didn't stop, followed by the second, third, and fourth feet.
The action is chic and done in one go.
The four thugs who were still surrounding her just now flew out one after another, at the same angle, and the sound of landing was as dull as the sound of landing, and their front teeth flew in all directions, landing beside them.
Wu was stunned, not knowing whether those partners were dead or alive.
The big stick was not held steady for a while, and it fell on his feet, which made him "snort" in pain, hugged his feet, and sat on the ground.
Yang Mu strode towards him.
Wu Guangtou couldn't care about the pain in his feet, and begged for mercy while retreating, "Woman, spare your life!" ”
He has dominated the nearby villages for so many years, except for the bandits on Cockscomb Mountain, he really hasn't met an opponent.
I didn't expect to encounter a hard idea this time.
If he knew that the petite girl in front of him was the granddaughter of the bandits in Jiguan Mountain, he wouldn't dare to come.
He is just a gangster, not a real bandit, and naturally he has no hard bones.
Yang Mu raised his foot, and he was about to kick it in Wu Guangtou's face.
Wu bald's scalp was numb, and he knelt down with a "puff" and said loudly: "Someone instructed us!" ”