Small beans
Hearing this, Wei Chi was slightly stunned and touched the empty arms, the money bag was really gone, got up and hugged his fists and thanked the one named Xiaodouzi downstairs, and then picked up the Tang knife and medicinal food beside him and walked down.
The diners in the restaurant put down their dishes and chopsticks one after another to look lively, and even the boss who was counting money in the account room hurriedly walked out, looking at the captured little guy with a confused face.
"What a small wrong! I was wronged! The little guy cried and begged for mercy while looking at the boss for help.
The shopkeeper saw that his little guy was pressed by a group of 'guests' who didn't want to be good, and he was about to open his mouth to theorize.
"Dali Temple handles the case." Da Wu took out his waist card and showed a circle in front of everyone.
The little guy was a little quiet, and the shopkeeper's feet that had just been lifted out were retracted, and the little guy's eyes rolled around a few times, and he ran to the door while the people around him were paying attention.
"Don't let him run away, with him I can go on an errand." Xiaodouzi was far away, and saw that Da Wu was a little anxious and clapped his hands.
Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking wind, and the knife that Wei Chi had taken off passed through the little man's crown and hat, and with a thud it was nailed straight to the wooden stake at the door.
Looking at the crown hat worn on the Tang knife, the little guy was so frightened that he sat on the ground, and then looked at the hair that fell beside him and was shaved off by the knife, and his legs were weak in fright, and he was caught by Da Wu and the two of them again in this gap.
The lively diners all applauded when they saw this scene, and it seemed that the little guy who greeted the guests was right, this person really deserves to be a chivalrous word.
Seeing that the little guy was caught, Xiaodouzi turned his head and arched his hand to the shopkeeper and said: "The shopkeeper didn't go to the yamen to report the case a few days ago, the guests in the store always lose valuable things, and the yamen can't draw manpower. ”
The man named Xiaodouzi explained the matter to the shopkeeper in a few words, and how could the shopkeeper here not know what this little guy had done.
"It's not me, it's not me! Shopkeeper, I'm the most serious person here, you know, how could I do such a thing? I stumbled upon that money bag! ”
After hearing the intentions of these people, the little guy knelt down and shouted for himself, but no one present spoke for him, and even the other little guys avoided him, for fear of being implicated because he said a few more words to him on weekdays.
"I don't know what the woman is called, and then there is something to ask for."
Wei Chi put the knife into his boots, looked at Xiao Douzi who was making a compilation and nodded, "Yu Chi Xunrong, just call me Xunrong, if there is anything I can do to help the girl, but it doesn't hurt." ”
"I need to borrow your money bag." Seeing that the little guy didn't give up, Xiaodouzi decided to let him bow down in front of everyone, and the diners around him looked at them quietly.
I saw Xiaodouzi open the money bag, take out a sachet from it, raise it above his head and display it, and said in a soft and glutinous voice:
"This woman's money bag has wormwood and calamus, which smell so great that ordinary people may put wormwood in their purses to repel insects, but they won't put calamus. I don't think there are a few diners with sachets in this restaurant. Therefore, the smell of wormwood and calamus on the little girl's body is the person who touched this money bag. ”
"I saw that the woman's money bag fell and picked it up, and I forgot to return it when I was busy in the store, thinking that I would return it to her if I wasn't busy for a while, and it fell in the corner, it's nothing, right?"