Who is Zhang Laoshui?

Muraba!

Eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling, not learning and no skills, and their house is worse than Mao Zhenhuang's, if it rains, Mao Zhenhuang may have a light rain in their house, and Zhang Laozhuan is raining heavily in their house.

People who can put the course of the day like this, you can imagine what kind of indiscriminate it is.

But don't mention, when Mao Zhenhuang saw him for the first time, he found that he liked this product a little.

Nothing else!

This thing has a big scar on his face, a short knife hanging from his waist, and a chest guard hair on his open chest, which looks a bit like that.

"Dog Liuzi, why are you here?"

Zhang Laozhuan was sleeping Zhengxiang, and when he turned sideways, he dared to have a black shadow in his eyes, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that it was Zhao Laoliu, who was prostituting with him on the Weihe flower boat.

Mao Zhenhuang shook the silver bracelet in his hand at the rotten goods and said, "Looking for you to do some business, are you interested?"

Han Sanniang's silver bracelet was still lost, and someone got up early and took advantage of her sleep to pick it off.

It turns out that the promises made by men can be all fart!

"Yohe~ This is your evil mother-in-law's baby, your dog Liuzi is really guts! Three taels, the high point that the Changji pawnshop in the town can give, but this is the price. "Zhang Laozhuan is knowledgeable, and he knows the value of this thing at a glance.

Mao Zhenhuang didn't let him grab the bracelet, put it in his arms and said to him meaningfully: "Master no, I just want to use it for business, I now ask you if you want to mix individual stocks?"

"What kind of deal?"

Zhang Laozhuan was a little stunned, are you a person who does business?

It's a good thing to prostitute and drink together!

"A lucrative deal!"

Zhang Laozhuan looked at him with a roll of his eyes and said, "Grass!

"You've got a bit of a brain!"

Mao Zhenhuang was really a little surprised, and the village's evaluation of him seemed to be a little inaccurate.

But it's good to have brains!

"What?" Zhang Lao bolted up to Mao Zhenhuang is kick, but he didn't kick it!

"Serious business, come with me to the wool road by the canal to sell tea, will you go?"

Fart go to work at Li's house!

Mao Zhenhuang never thought about what he could do with two taels of silver a month and a half?

You can't even fucking buy half a pork leg!

"How much money can you get a day by selling tea, the eldest son and the eldest son, drinking porridge?" Zhang Laozhuan held Mao Zhenhuang is glare.

Mao Zhenhuang said a little gloomy: "What if I say that I can earn forty or fifty taels a day?"

"You're fucking selling tea with a knife!"

Mao Zhenhuang said this, Zhang Laozhuan didn't know what he was going to do.

The road on the edge of the canal to the mountains is an ordinary road?

That's a road for smuggling salt!

"Go to the Li family as a long-term worker for six taels of silver a year, this is still a good job for raising horses, this is a good job in the whole house, and the rest of the life is only four to five taels a year, if we take those brothers, no more, a dozen will be, the tea stall will go to that one, come to a bunch of smuggled salt thirsty drink our bowl of tea, brother, you and I will sell him one or two hundred taels."

If you think about it, it is the average score of fourteen or fifteen brothers, and being a vote is comparable to a horse that you go to the Li family to raise for a year. ”

What is the old business?

That's what it's all about!

It's already carved into the bones, and nothing else at all.

When you are a long-term worker, it is impossible to be a long-term worker in this life, robbery is like doing your own job, how good a fat sheep is, it sounds good, and the most important thing is that his mother has money!

"It seems that there is a little truth in what I said, I don't steal or rob, the government comes to arrest me and kill me, I am a black shop, and the worship is over, and I can't do anything with me. Zhang Laozhuan groaned for a while.

"That's right! I'll exchange my wicked mother-in-law's bracelet for a good knife, and you go and call your brother, take a good guy, let's go to the tea shop on the mountain?"

"It's done! It's still your dog who has a head, why didn't you think of it without me, you go buy a knife quickly, I'll call my brother, and try to open a beard today." Zhang Laozhuan took out his short knife and wiped it with an iron quilt, and this is the confidence to open a store!

Mao Zhenhuang looked at this rotten man and went out with a laugh.

Knives are easy to buy!

This kind of mountain is high and the emperor is far away, as long as the silver is in place, it is a forty-meter broadsword, and the blacksmith can punch it for you.

When Mao Zhenhuang came back with his new knife on his back, Zhang Laozhuan had already gathered more than a dozen unemployed young people in the village waiting for him.

And the tea stall is faster!

Four broken tables, a few broken teapots, the water is muddy water in the canal, and the tea, there is no fucking tea at all, and I don't know which little brother pulled a handful of bitter vegetables on the side of the road, this is tea.

A piece of flower cloth torn off from the quilt, Mao Zhenhuang used some grass ash to write the word "tea", and this grass platform team was set up.

Raise your eyes and look at it, it's good!

You have to rely on this broken stall to earn the first pot of gold, and to change your life, you have to start from this stall.

From poor to rich, this is what he Mao Zhenhuang understands: "When mortals encounter accidents and are tired, they are all fateful." ”

Mao Zhenhuang asked the dozen or so little brothers brought by Zhang Laozhuan to go down to the rice field below to pull weeds, and the two of them were left in this tea stall, and the rest was to sit and wait for the fat sheep.

There is no technical content in the industry, but time has passed, but this profession has survived, which is enough to show how "great" this industry is, Mao Zhenhuang does not know how many predecessors and sages have relied on this industry to start.

"Hey, here's a visitor, the dog Liuzi beckoned up, and the brothers below are keeping an eye on me, and if the situation is not good, they will copy the matter for me!" Zhang Laozhuan looked at the team of porters who rushed up, and trembled with excitement, who is the richest within a radius of ten miles?

It's not the Li family in the village, it's the leader of this gang who leads the team to sell smuggled salt!

When this group of slags arrived at the Weihe River, the flower boats were all five stories high, where was the kind of canopy boat that he and Gou Liuzi went to, and the consumption of a night was at least one hundred and ten taels of white flowers.

After thinking about it for a while, a meal of tea sold for hundreds of taels, and Zhang Laozhuan couldn't control the trembling of his body.

"The guest officer took a look at it, came to the small shop to sit down, this went to the twenty-mile mountain road to sell tea on the only one, the store is newly opened, the tea three or five big sons drink until you are full, relieve the fatigue all the way, you can't drink and can't drink the loss, take a look, sit down ~~~"

Looking at the pair of people rushing up, Mao Zhenhuang stepped on the broken bench and yelled at each other.

There are not many people, more than ten, but the horse team is very long, there are more than 20 horses, looking at the goods above, a horse has at least two hundred catties of private salt, Mao Zhenhuang seriously estimated it, this trip, the one in front of him who took the lead and carried the knife at least earned a few hundred taels of silver is not a thing.

The man who took the lead and carried the knife led the horse and stopped in front of Mao Zhenhuang and looked at it twice, just a barefoot girl drinking tea, "Why haven't I seen anyone selling tea on this road before?"

"Hehe~~~ Guest officer! Forced by livelihood, there is so much land in the village, and there is not much left after paying the offerings to the government, if you don't suffer from the disaster, you can still live, if you suffer from the disaster, you can even gnaw the bark, this doesn't want to save the two eldest sons to prepare for the famine year. ”

This person is a head taller than Mao Zhenhuang's small body, and his eyes are pressed down with a hint of murderous aura, which shows that he seems to have seen blood.

"How much?" The man with the knife didn't see anything in Mao Zhenhuang's eyes, and glanced at the slightly thirsty centaur behind him.

If you want to continue to give a big son's hard-earned money, after all, it's a little difficult to carry water up this half of the mountainside. ”

"Although it's a little expensive, it makes sense, then serve four pots of herbal tea first!" After the man with the knife on his back finished, he put a golden knife on the broken stool, and stretched out his hand to greet him.

Mao Zhenhuang's small body can be smoked by Han Sanniang every day, which shows how harmless it is to humans and animals, of course, this person looks at Mao Zhenhuang is also very harmless to humans and animals, otherwise he can't sit here and drink his tea.

"Uncle Zhang, please say hello to me. Mao Zhenhuang was holding the teapot and roaring at Zhang Laozhuan next to him when he was busy.

There are a total of twelve people, and they also brought twelve knives, and Mao Zhenhuang bowed his head and poured tea, and he had already figured out the roots of these people.

"Poof—"

"I'm !!"

"My grass, is this tea?"

.........

A burst of scolding!

The man with the knife on his back frowned when he drank the tea in his mouth, and he almost chewed his tongue bitterly, and he spit out the tea in his mouth directly with a mouthful, and looked back at Mao Zhenhuang is roar: "Is this the taste of your tea?"

Mao Zhenhuang crossed Erlang's legs on the side and said, "Guest officer, this is the taste of my tea!"

"You're tired, aren't you?"

A wicked man instantly jumped out from behind the knife, and he landed the knife in his hand on the tip of Mao Zhenhuang's nose.

"Uncle Zhang, someone drank my tea, it seems that they don't want to give money!"

Mao Zhenhuang looked at the blade on the tip of his nose, didn't even blink his eyes, and opened his mouth to shout at Zhang Laozhuan on the side.

"It's the other way around! Who the hell dares to drink tea in our village without giving money, brothers copy guys!"

As Zhang Laozhuan finished shouting, more than a dozen brothers who had long wanted to rush up hula surrounded these twelve people into iron buckets.

"Looting?"

The man with the knife on his back glanced at the people who came up, eighteen steel knives!

And how many of them are there?

Twelve!

Mao Zhenhuang turned the tip of the other party's knife to the side with his hand, turned his head to the leader and said, "No, no, no, we are just a group of villagers, we only sell tea, and we don't have the courage to do the kind of business that the government hates." ”

"Haha~~ What a tea seller! How many big men are there in this meal?" The man with the knife knew that this tea was bitter and had to be drunk into his stomach.

"Two hundred taels!"

"What did you say?" the man with the knife felt like he didn't hear clearly.

"Two hundred, two!"

"Aren't they the five eldest sons?"

"That's a drop!"

Mao Zhenhuang stretched out his finger and pointed at the second swordsman who was holding a knife and pointed at him, which was a joke.

The man with the knife choked and said, "Brother, it's a bit unauthentic, I can't make much money from this trip, and you will need two hundred for a meal of wild vegetable tea?"

Mao Zhenhuang picked his eyes at Zhang Laozhuan on his side and said, "Whose rice field is that behind?"

Zhang Laoxuan said with a smile to Mao Zhenhuang: "Wang lame's family!"

"I'll just say how did this piece of rice grow so badly, it turned out to be the lame man's family, and it was understandable to think about it, and the legs and feet didn't have the strength to fertilize, do you want us to help the lame man?"

"That's a good feeling! Maybe he'll give you a chicken stew when he finds out, but maybe not. Zhang Lao was beside him for a while.

The man with the knife on his back took out a silver ticket from his arms and slapped it directly on the tattered table, and said angrily: "Okay! ”

"Brother, don't say it so badly, I'm a business, you drink tea with me and pay me for tea, even if the government comes, you can't take care of it, don't you say?"

Mao Zhenhuang glanced at the silver ticket, looked at the black letter on it, and his eyelids jumped wildly, two hundred taels of silver were divided into one hundred taels for the brothers who stood in the field, and he and Zhang Laozhuan divided one hundred taels equally, and the one he got was fifty taels.

Fifty taels, the money that a mortal can save by working for ten years without eating or drinking, and this amount is considered a change of life?