"He has a lot of buyers, and there will be people who will come to buy them. The buyer is going to put his money in the hollow of the tree, right?"

The two nodded.

"You might as well just wait quietly by the tree, not moving or squeaking. The man's voice lowered, "If the seller comes, you will arrest him." If the seller doesn't show up, other buyers will invest money. You're just—" The thumb, forefinger, and middle finger of your left hand rubbed together and made a gesture of pinching money.

"Just?" Blackskin's eyes lit up suddenly, "just take the money from the hollow of the tree!"

Lao Liu Qiang suppressed his excited tone: "This method is good, high!"

You don't have to find a seller to get ten taels of silver back!

Oh no, maybe you can get back an extra 10 taels or 20 taels!

"I'll ask you one more thing. The man struck while the iron was hot, "Since you have never seen the seller, how did you know that you could find him a recipe at first?"

Lao Liu didn't think much about it: "A few months ago, I was hit on the street, and when I came back, I had an extra strip on my body, saying that someone was selling the formula of Tianfulou, and if you want to make money, you will do it." ”

"Me too. "I stayed here for a few days, and I found out that someone really threw money into the hole in the tree, so I believed it." ”

"Then can you make a way now?" said the man with a smile, "I want to eat noodles." ”

This is naturally Huang Da.

It was not easy for him to keep an eye on the small restaurant where the family came and went, and it would be good to find two more eyeliners who didn't need money to help.

Thinking that he could fool people, Huang Dashi was a little proud. Hey, isn't Wong Tai Sin doing this full-time?

By the way, Lenovo just said that the seller has sold a lot of things, but there is a suspicion about this.

This person has never appeared in public, so how can he ensure that his money will not be taken away? The streets and alleys of Shengyi are all selling counterfeit incense powder from Tianfulou, which shows that the seller's business is quite successful, and there are at least 10 fixed formula buyers. According to what Lao Liu said, put the silver into the tree hole on the first day, and take the formula at the same time the next day, which has a problem:

How does the seller know when Lao Liu put in the silver?

Unless—

Huang Da's eyes were like electricity, scanning the audience of the small restaurant.

Unless, that's always here!

At this time, the guy stepped forward to greet him, and when he saw his gaze, he couldn't help but be stunned, and snorted: "Guest officer, what to eat today." ”

"Noodles!" Huang Da cut categorically, "Bring me a stewed chicken noodles with pork ribs and fish balls!"

What to eat and how much to eat has never been a problem for Huang Da. That afternoon, he asked for five bowls of noodles, each of which he ate slowly, four pots of soju, and a few side dishes to accompany the wine.

Alas, in order to complete the task of the hostess, he has spent a lot of money recently. Afterwards, should he ask his father for a raise? If this continues, a month's salary will not be enough to eat and drink.

It turned out that the idea he gave to Lao Liu and the others was really good. In the afternoon, the business of the restaurant is average, only two or three tables of people. About half an hour later, someone entered the restaurant and ate two glasses of wine, and before going out, he stood by the tree for a while, thinking that he was blocking the movement with his body, and no one else saw it.

After he left, Lao Liu went to dig the tree hole as soon as possible, retracted his hand and looked at it, and smiled:

Ten taels of silver lying in the palm of your hand!

Later, two more people came to buy the formula, and Heipi also got back his capital.

There are ten taels more, and Lao Liu and Heipi are half divided.

Huang Da saw it in his eyes, but he didn't say anything. Tomorrow, there will be a change of people here.

But at this time, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and he couldn't open them in just a few breaths.

Oops, drunk high?

No! Four pots of wine can't pour him, eighty percent of the wine has been drugged! Huang Da raised his eyes reluctantly, just in time to see the guy approaching, with a smile on his face: "Guest officer, what else do you want to order?"

This is the one who does his hands and feet in the wine!

Huang Da cheered up, reluctantly stood up, and stuffed three ingots of broken silver into his hand: "Reward, no, don't look for it." ”

His tongue was big.

Huang Da bit the tip of his tongue hard, concentrated through the pain, and floated out of the restaurant.

There was only one thought in his mind: it was getting dark, and he couldn't show his true form here!

As soon as Huang Da stepped out of the small restaurant, the guy looked up, wiped his hands on the cloth and was about to follow out. However, at this time, a guest called him to renew the wine, and shouted twice, so he had to comply.

When he finished his work and went out again, Huang Da was gone.

Meanwhile.

Sixty feet away on the street, Huang Da stumbled into a small alley. The two houses at the mouth of the alley are workshops, and there is no one here.

He slipped into the alley, and his figure was blurred.

The six-foot man slid and turned into an arm-long weasel, staggering.

It walked twice and tried to jump onto the low wall of the workshop, but instead hit his head against the wall and passed out.

A black and red carriage passed by, and I saw this scene in my eyes. The person in the car sighed softly: "Weasel demon?"

He didn't want to pay attention to it, but the person who was riding in the carriage with him said, "Young master, it's not common for weasel demons to appear in the national capital, right? ”

"What do you want to say?"

"Maybe someone will take care of it. The man said in a deep voice, "I happen to know that there is a man who has several weasel demons in his hands. ”

The young master was still lacking in interest: "Who?"

"Yan Shichu!"

These three words finally brought up the young master's attention: "Is that Yan Shichu?"

"Yes. ”

"Okay, then get it up. He stopped the carriage, and went down with the men to pick up the weasel and carry it back to the carriage.

"What do you want to do?" the young master stared at the sleeping weasel, "Chop it with a knife or cramp and peel it?"

There was hatred in his voice.

The eyes of the people in the same car revealed unabashed killing intent, but said: "Don't worry, I have a good idea." But first determine where it came from. Hmm, this is not far from Yan Shichu's mansion, right?"

The young master immediately instructed the coachman to turn the head of the car: "Go and invite Jingyuan." Then he said to his companion, "Tell me what you are going to do." ”

"We were supposed to do it tomorrow morning. "Why don't you make a small change: if you can be sure that it was raised by Yan Shichu, then use it to carry out the plan?"

The young master thought about it for a while, and laughed lowly: "Sure enough!"

Invitation Garden is a major attraction in Shengyi.

When the carriage approached the back alley of the Invitation Garden, the companion reached out and plucked a few hairs from the weasel's tail, tied them with red thread, and pinched them in the palm of his hand.

He clenched his palms into fists, then closed his eyes.

After a few breaths, the weasel's body began to convuls, and his limbs began to tremble, as if he was in great pain.

After a few more breaths, it suddenly opened its eyes and crawled up, a pair of small eyes blooming with blood-red and violent light!

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