Chapter 2 Cold
An old man and a widow outside Haining County originally brought all the people and horses to stand outside the city and wait. When they saw Fang Zhongjin and Lu'er walking from the official road, they were like flies that had seen white sugar.
It wasn't until each of his men whispered to them that they knew they had found the wrong person. The widow turned to her subordinates with an angry face and said, "This time the news can't be wrong, right?"
The subordinate nodded cautiously and said, "The people who came back here are indeed two men, one of them is the Semu Man and the White Pure Son. It is the same as the news handed over by the capital, and it will never be wrong. ”
The widow was really angry, snorted and turned back. It seems that Fang Zhongjin wasted a lot of energy in vain. The old man on the other end also had a pair of tiger eyes, which also made his subordinates sweat coldly. The old man only said to Fang Zhongjin: "Offended." Then he was supported by his subordinates and sat back on the sedan chair. Completely forgot that I had just trotted all the way over.
This time the situation took a sharp turn, and the two of them were originally vying to curry favor with Fang Zhongjin. Now they all turn their faces and don't recognize people, but it seems that Fang Zhongjin has no face and no skin to stick up, and he is afraid that he will be contaminated by this dirty poor boy.
Seeing that the two of them turned their faces faster than flipping through a book, Lu'er also snorted with his small nose and whispered: "Dogs look down on people. ”
Fang Zhongjin is a person who is used to seeing the hot and cold world, and he will not be annoyed by the words and deeds of these two people. With his current skills, it is more than enough to single-handedly take on this entire group of people. But they are irrelevant people after all, and they have to kill for this, but they appear to be narrow-minded. Just like a monopoly man would not be angry because others scolded him for being poor, Fang Zhongjin just took the deer to bypass this group of people and went to the tea stall on the side to drink water.
When the old man saw this, he bowed his head and commanded his men. The subordinate nodded yes, turned his head and shouted at Fang Zhongjin, "Hey, those two barbarians." Roll away. This tea stall is closed to guests today. ”
When Fang Zhongjin heard this, he didn't laugh angrily. Such an ordinary man could not withstand a single trick in his hands. It's really called this person's dog luck against the sky, and he doesn't want to provoke right and wrong when he encounters Zhongjin above. If you change to another martial arts master, you will be choked like this, and you will already vomit blood from the other party at this time.
Although Fang Zhongjin didn't want to cause trouble, he was not afraid of it. He smiled contemptuously at the old man, ignored him, and continued to walk with the deer to the tea stall.
There was an old man standing in the tea stall, his face pale with fright. looked at Fang Zhongjin in fear, and said in a trembling voice: "Young man, today is not the time. Go quickly, don't be fooled. ”
Fang Zhongjin sat down on the stool on the edge of the tea stall, took out a small corner of broken silver from his arms, and said to the owner of the tea stall: "Boss, come and have two bowls of tea." His face was calm. And the girl next to him sat across him with a grin, and neither of them looked scared at all. The owner of the tea stall didn't know why, so he was not as panicked as he was just now, and said, "Come on." Two bowls of tea. He was busy with his hands, brought up the two tea bowls, and then turned back to carry the teapot.
And the old man who called his subordinates to drive Fang Zhongjin away, saw that this kid was a fool, so he was stunned and refused to leave. He laughed exasperatedly.
The widow next to her leaned back with a smile, and said in a coquettish voice: "Old Shen, it seems that your majesty will also work in your mansion." When you leave Ninghai County, no one will pay attention to you. ”
The old man surnamed Shen glanced at the widow, turned his head and said to his subordinates: "Look at what, go over and ask this person to leave." ”
His subordinates took the order, swaggered towards the tea stall, and slapped a big hand on the tea table. The teapots and cups on the table were all clanging. The subordinate's face was full of meat, and it was really scary to look at, and he said to Fang Zhongjin: "Boy, we are waiting for people here. When the time comes, there are distinguished guests coming, don't be an eyesore here, get out of here. ”
Fang Zhongjin was originally holding a teacup to drink tea, but when he was disturbed, he raised his head to look at his subordinates. And this subordinate saw that although Fang Zhongjin's face did not show anger, his eyes were like ice. This man's heart jumped for no reason. But he still had the courage to say, "Look at what you see, leave quickly." If you don't leave, you will have to do it. ”
Fang Zhongjin pinched the lid of a teapot in his hand, and as soon as the person made a move, he had to make the first move. But suddenly he heard the widow shouting on the side: "You invite three times and four times, and you still want to invite this kid back for Chinese New Year's Eve?" He turned his head to one of his tall subordinates and said, "Da Liu, please go to this kid's side." "Anyway, his eyes showed a look of contempt. I don't know if it's Fang Zhongjin or that subordinate she looks down on, or the old man Shen sitting in the sedan chair.
The person called Da Liu has obviously practiced foreign kung fu for several years, and his body is full of muscles and his face is fierce. Da Liu walked to the edge of the tea stall, intending to establish authority for his master, so he tried to kick over the stool under Fang Zhongjin's buttocks.
His original intention was to ask Fang Zhongjin to fall on his backs and eight forks, wailing again and again, and Fang showed that he had done his kung fu. But he didn't expect him to raise his foot and kick it, and the stool didn't move at all, as if it was made of iron. But there was a sharp pain in Da Liu's feet, which was really as painful as kicking an iron plate.
This Da Liu was in pain at the moment, but he couldn't bear to make any strange expressions. He was able to practice kung fu because of his foreign family, and he was invited by a widow to rely on him for a lot of money. What Da Liu needed most at this time was to quickly establish his prestige in Ninghai, but he didn't expect to almost smash the signboard on this color-eyed boy.
When others saw it, they all felt strange. That Da Liu seemed to be going to kick the stool of the colored boy, and he didn't know why the stool didn't move. Da Liu and the color boy didn't have any expression on their faces, and they didn't know who was winning or losing this time.
Da Liu also knew that he had left doubts in everyone's hearts just now, and he had to turn back immediately. He didn't know what was so strange about this stool, could it really be made of iron? slapped Zhongjin on the shoulder fiercely and said, "Brother, you ......"
This "you" was followed by a sweat that made him sweat profusely, and he couldn't say a word again.
Old man Shen looked at the scene at the moment, and had already guessed in his heart that that kid was not a fuel-efficient lamp. He mockingly said to the widow: "Yan family, it seems that the master you invited has kicked the iron plate. He turned his head to Fang Zhongjin and said loudly: "This friend is a good man on the road." I'm really sorry. Today we are waiting for one of our guests. Please also ask this friend to stay away. Give up a piece of pure land to your guests. The money for this tea was requested by the old man. He said and gave a command to his subordinates. A subordinate took out ten taels of silver from his arms and smashed them on the table of the tea stall with a bang.
Ten taels of silver may not be a lot of money in the capital, but Ninghai is a small place after all, and these ten taels of silver are worth a year's expenses of many families.
Old man Shen is willing to spend ten taels of silver, and it is very interesting to buy one to make way.
Fang Zhongjin neither looked up at the silver, nor did he pay attention to Old Man Shen. It looks like the sky is falling and can't interfere with him drinking tea.
Widow Yan and Old Man Shen were both angry in their hearts, but at this time, two people flew to report, and each said to their master: "The person has come, and now he is already twenty zhang away." ”
Widow Yan and Old Man Shen knew that this stranger could neither be provoked nor driven away. Really compared with him, but let the other one seize the opportunity. Both of them thought in their hearts: just let him stay on the edge of the tea stall, or it is important to greet the master. So they ignored him and anxiously looked at the official road.
At this time, Fang Zhongjin put the teacup on the table, and stuffed the ten taels of silver on the table into his arms generously.
He turned to Lu'er and smiled slyly, and said, "Let's go, let's go into the city." ”