The old mansion of the Lu family.

Courtyard.

Lan Sheng: "This is not difficult, because I have made such clothes that can block bullets, once there was a little brother in our Lan family team, who was captured by bandits, in order to block the gun, I and my master used fine barbed wire overnight to weave it for the senior brother who went to save people." ”

Master Ding: "The matter of compiling bulletproof clothes will be handed over to Miss Lan, but you must listen to me about the lion dance, because the third shot was fired by the Japanese, if this shot can't be dodged, and the lion is hit, it will have to go through three sticks, in fact, it is a kung fu ring competition, three years ago, the master and brothers of this burly lion have now been seriously injured and no longer participate, now you understand?"

Young Master Jiang and Miss Lan looked at each other, understanding Master Ding's good intentions, and the master hoped that the two of them would take care, because the big lion seemed to have no technical content at all and only fought brute force, but the little lion was clever enough to avoid fighting each other, which was the most important thing.

It's just why Boss Lu's mother insisted that Miss Lan be involved, Jiang Cheng couldn't figure it out.

Ming Laosan was drinking tea in the front hall, looking at Master Ding still talking to them on the side of the courtyard, he sneered lukewarmly: "I think these two newcomers are choking enough, and they haven't finished their words until now, so I guess they won't be able to learn!"

Boss Lu's mother didn't answer, and continued to hold the rosary to calm herself.

Lan Sheng followed Master Ding's command and danced the lion's tail, while watching Jiang Cheng standing like a pine in front, the posture of the lion dance was very perfect, she suddenly remembered something, and reminded: "Young master, don't writhe your wound hard." ”

Jiang Cheng smiled faintly, Miss Lan still cared about him, but his back was indifferent.

Is...... I don't know if he listened. Lan Sheng thought to himself.

Boss Ming looked at it with a smile while drinking tea: "I really don't want to watch this lame performance, what can I learn in two days! Our lion dance team has almost practiced, and you have just begun." ”

Boss Lu's mother: "Ming Laosan, you are always in such a hurry, when you went to the beach with my son, you were not the virtue you are now." ”

The housekeeper of the silk village hurriedly reminded in a low voice: "Master, she said so, let's restrain our temper a little." ”

Boss Ming deliberately said loudly: "That's all old grain, there is no need to mention it! Boss Lu doesn't look down on me, I'd better find a way out by myself! Isn't it a good mix now? When I opened a silk village in Shanghai in the past, it went out of business within a few months, and Boss Lu's brother didn't help me, hehehe." ”

Boss Lu's mother said angrily: "Ming Laosan, my son didn't lose you! Isn't that the sin you did by pouring some opium? You're still talking nonsense here, after all, the patriarchs are all here. ”

The steward of the silk village: "Master, don't say it, there are so many people, it's not good." ”

Boss Ming glared at him, so the steward didn't dare to say more.

Young Master Jiang Cheng looked at a pillar of incense on the table in the courtyard, it had already burned a third of it, and he and the blue girl's lion dance movements were becoming more and more proficient, basically the wooden stake was not a problem, after all, they all had kung fu, and they had all seen lion dance performances since they were children, so they had an advantage.

But Master Ding shook his head gently, because there were still two days, although their movements in the lion dance were very skillful, but the fight was not learned, there were still a few candidate fighters who could participate together, but Boss Lu's mother did not arrange it, and he didn't know why, so he replaced Jiang Cheng to dance the lion head in person: "Look, like me, the movements should be more flexible, so that the lion eyes are danced, and the blink is a little smarter, it will be more vivid." ”

Lan Sheng looked at Jiang Cheng tilting his head and looking at her under the lion's skin, and then he was a little embarrassed: "See what I'm doing?

Jiang Cheng immediately straightened up and couldn't help laughing.

Boss Ming suddenly got up in the front hall: "It's nothing for me, patriarch, and fellow villagers, then let's discuss it again at the next tea party, I wrote more than half of the roster, and I'll send it over another day." ”

Immediately, he took his housekeeper, said goodbye and walked away, strode into the courtyard, passed by Jiang Cheng, gave him a look of disdain, but was rejected by Jiang Cheng's cold gaze.

Although Ming Laosan helped him once, this person was powerful and cunning, and Jiang Cheng could feel it.

The carriage of the Japanese soldier Keiichiro stopped not far away.

At a corner near the silk village, the carriage master stopped Ming Laosan and their way: "Boss Ming, Boss Hui is invited, please come to the car to talk." ”

Huizi lifted the curtain of the car window and nodded to Ming Laosan.

Ming Laosan immediately understood that there were young people in disguise in the car, so he jumped off the horse with a smile on his face, was supported by the carriage master, got into the carriage, and turned around and instructed the steward: "You go back to work on the family business first, there is no need to wait here." ”

The steward then rode away with a slight sadness on his face. The boss and the Japanese have not crossed paths for a day or two, so what will happen in the future?

Inside the carriage.

The Japanese soldier Shao Zuo Huiichiro, disguised as a Han Chinese: "Can you let me see the roster of the temple fair in advance?" I heard from the informant that you are the person in charge of checking the details of each merchant this time. ”

Huizi simply translated a few sentences for Ming Laosan, but Ming Laosan smiled slyly, and took out the unfinished roster from his sleeve: "I already knew that Taijun might want this, so I copied it again." ”

"Then there is Boss Lauming, and there will definitely be your benefits in the future. ”

Keiichiro looked at the roster, his memory was very amazing, and he quickly wrote down the general contents, which were the lists he wanted.

Boss Ming took the roster he returned: "What, Taijun didn't stay? ”

"Take it, he doesn't want to leave any evidence or feet, but also to protect you. ”

Huizi sneered and said, looking at Ming Laosan, he had no choice but to take back the roster, and then got out of the carriage.

"Those people, sure enough, they all came. ”

"Cousin, do you have a chance of winning?"

"Even if you don't, you have to win. Now that Ota Daisa and I don't get along, I'm going to defeat his team and get promoted as soon as possible. ”

Huizi gently lifted the curtain of the carriage, saw that Ming Laosan had already got on the horse, and then rode the horse and ran towards his own silk village.

The housekeeper of the silk village was anxious to wait at home, and when he saw Ming Laosan coming back, he immediately greeted him ecstatically: "Master, they didn't embarrass you, right?"

Boss Ming's attitude was a little tough: "I'm tired, give me some washing water to wash my face, I want to sleep for a while." Then he walked to his room.

He took out the roster from his sleeve, and sure enough, he had a note in it. It is written:

"Take Lan Sheng, she has a clue to the eighteen pictures. ”

It was written by Keiko.