Today's eighth day of the new year, every set.

The town is very lively, the women and canvases in the market are sold very quickly, and the stalls have just opened, and more than half of the goods have been sold. At the time of the fair, the business of the steamed bun shop is also very hot, and the xiaolongbao is caged after cage, overwhelmed.

The bazaar was full of shouting, selling, and bargaining.

At this time, a red-maned horse came running in the distance, his coat was shiny, fat and strong, and an old man on the horseback was in ragged clothes, full of scars, and his clothes were soaked with blood, looking extremely embarrassed.

The red-maned horses rushed into the crowd and scattered the crowd, and everyone took refuge, and the small bazaar suddenly appeared panicked, and the people went on a rampage.

The old man on the red-maned horse stopped in front of the bun shop, took out a few copper plates from his arms, threw them into the bun shop, picked up two baskets of buns and jumped on the horse again, and ran forward, as if he was dodging something, but one of the buns in his arms fell out in a panic and rolled down to the opposite side of the bun shop in the mud.

There was a little ruffian standing on the side of the street.

The little ruffian was leaning on the doorrail of the restaurant to look at the women in the red shop next to the bakery, all kinds of women, and the little ruffian drooled when he saw it.

The bun rolled to the feet of the little ruffian, who picked it up and stripped off the mud from the bun skin and chewed it heavily. When he looked at the red-maned horse again, he had already carried the old man away.

The horse neighed and walked away. As soon as the crowd calmed down, the shouting of the market began to come alive again. At this time, riots began again from a distance.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!" came six black horses, all dressed in black on horseback, with hats on their heads. Six horses on a rampage, each with at least two heads hanging in front of them, looked eerie.

When they arrived at the steamed bun shop, the six men in black stopped their horses, rolled the steamed buns into their arms, raised their whips to urge the horses, and walked away.

The little ruffian saw it seriously, but he looked gloating, standing across the street and saying to the owner of the steamed bun shop: "Zhang Fatzi, I begged you for a few steamed buns to eat, but you were stingy and didn't give them." It's good now, it's been robbed by the human coefficient, and you haven't left a copper plate. ”

The owner of the bun shop is surnamed Zhang, and he is known as Zhang Fatzi.

Zhang Fatzi shook his head and sighed, and shouted loudly: "It's time to feed the dogs, today is the eighth day of the first month, and it is the day of murder." Who in this town hasn't met a few outlaws?"

Although the town is small, it is indeed a famous murder town for thousands of miles, every second, fifth and eighth day of the lunar calendar is the market, at the time of the market, the town is crowded, and all industries are prosperous. But because the town is in the middle of the north and the south, the hub of the east and the west, and the place where the high-rollers and righteous people must pass, it is naturally the first choice for happiness and revenge.

For hundreds of years, there are countless heroes who have died in the killing town, and it has gradually become a rule.

The murder town was quiet for a while before, and I hadn't seen this kind of scene of knives falling and heads falling to the ground for a long time. Unexpectedly, today, these two groups of people came out of nowhere, chasing after each other, all of them are in a life-and-death posture.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the surrounding shops closed early, and cleaned up their faces for fear of causing a bloody disaster. Seeing the bustling crowd, they were scattered by these two groups of horse teams, and they had already dispersed in an instant. Without a bag of cigarettes, the town was already full of people, and Zhang Fatzi simply threw the two scattered buns to the little ruffian to do favors.

Zhang Fatzi said: "Fang Zun, after eating these two buns, you should rest early to avoid bad luck." I see no peace in this town today. ”

The little ruffian is none other than Fang Zun, who has lived in the town since he was a child, and is lonely and miserable, but he doesn't know where he came from. It's just that the oldest man in the town once told him that a long time ago, a person from the rivers and lakes left a small child in the town when he passed by the murder town to flee for his life. The old man was entrusted by the people of the rivers and lakes to raise the child for several years, and the child is gifted and intelligent, and it is not bad to read and write.

The child was seven or eight years old at the time, and the old man died, and before he died, he told the child that his name was Fang Zun, and he lived in the town from then on, but the people who left him never appeared again.

Fang Zun took the bun, took a bite, and shouted at the fat man: "You are too stingy, there are too few bun fillings, the more you make it, the more you look like steamed buns!"

Fang Zun saw that all the shops around him were closed, and he had nowhere to go alone, so he wanted to go back to the temple to sleep, but this fat man's three xiaolongbao couldn't resist the hunger, and now his stomach was still gurgling, and he might be hungry and unable to sleep if he went back like this.

Two groups of horse teams carried the high-rollers to disperse the bazaar, but there was one place where business was more and more prosperous whenever the high-rollers were happy to take revenge.

When Fang Zun thought of this, he wanted to go there to have a full stomach, and by the way, he found a gap to take a look at the rouge.

Whenever the town kills people, all industries are depressed, and everyone in the town closes their homes, for fear of being contaminated with blood. But every time "Spring Garden" kills people, business is indeed very prosperous.

"Spring Garden" is a green building in a murderous town, a unique green building.

When the high-rollers come to the killing town, they will come to the spring garden for a good night, if they can stab the enemy, they will inevitably celebrate, a big bowl of wine, a large piece of meat, and a woman with white skin as snow, if you can slash the enemy again, it is indeed a wonderful thing.

If you are chased and intercepted by the enemy and can't get out of the murderous town, you naturally have to come to Spring Garden to find the most beautiful woman before you die, and do some of the most lively things, even if you bury the bones in the town, you will die without regrets.

The guests of the Spring Garden are Fang Zun's old friends, and whenever the Spring Garden is full of people, Fang Zun always helps the guests to take care of the inside and out, serving food and wine, serving tea and pouring water. In addition to mixing chicken, duck and fish in the back kitchen of Spring Garden, delicacies and wine, if the girl in Spring Garden has a send, Fang Zun can also get some silver.

There are indeed a lot of Jianghu guests who come to Spring Garden today, all of them are fierce and vicious, murderous, and only the girl who is holding Spring Garden will barely smile so much.

As soon as Fang Zun entered the Spring Garden, he was arrested by the cousins.

The guest was sweating profusely, grabbed Fang Zun and said, "Mother, why are you here?" Go to the back kitchen and ask for five catties of beef, and serve it to the table at the door." I don't know if I ate gunpowder, but the few people at that table were all evil spirits, and the scolded Lao Tzu was disgraced. ”

Fang Zun looked in the direction pointed by the guest, and the people at that table were the six black-clothed people on the horse team that Fang had just followed.

At this time, the six black-clothed people were still wearing hats, but they all turned their fingers and chewed buns in their mouths. Look at the other tables, it seems that they are all people from the rivers and lakes, and the other restaurants in this town are scared to close, and there are many people who come to Spring Garden just to eat, as for the rumors in the outside world, it is said that the red lips of the Spring Garden girl are sweeter than wine. Presumably, few people really want to try that little bit of red lips.

Fang Zun brought the beef from the back kitchen and sent it to the table of the six men in black. The six men in black didn't look up, just waited for the beef to be served, then picked up the chopsticks and swept it away. The big man who took the lead, chewing the beef, scolded that the taste was too salty, and the strength was not enough, it was like chewing wax.

Fang Zun was about to argue, but before he could open his mouth, the big man who took the lead threw over a string of copper coins and said, "Go and prepare some forage, and serve the horses of Lao Tzu well, we still have to hurry!"

At this time, a man in black sat down and asked the leader of the town, "Can you guarantee that the old guy did not escape from the town?"

The leader was quite sure, picked up a large piece of beef and threw it into his mouth, chewed it, and said, "The direction of Qianzhuang is the only exit from the town." I asked the boss of the money bank in front of me, and he said that he had never seen an injured old man pass by, and that the old man must still be hiding in the town. ”

The man in black who had just asked a question nodded slowly and said, "As long as he is in the small town, he will definitely not be able to escape from our palms." When the time comes, if you want him to die, you will die, and if you want him to live, you will live. If he was smart, he would have handed over the book of poems early. ”

Seeing that Fang Zun didn't leave, the leading man was afraid that he would hear the secret, so he directly yelled at Fang Zun and Fang Zun: "The dog cub is not going to serve the master's horses, what are you doing standing here?"

Originally, he was scolded for no reason, Fang Zun was very angry, but he got the money, Fang Cai's anger was swept away, and he thought, Lao Tzu doesn't care if your horse is dead or alive, take the money first.

Forage doesn't cost anything else at all, and the manger in the backyard is full of fodder for the horses to feed the guests.

There were dozens of horses tied to the manger, and Fang Zun recognized the horses of the six men in black, who were tied to the edge of the manger, and a few of them were a little less powerful, and they were already sitting on the ground, unable to lift the horses' hooves, and their noses were trembling, making a sound unique to horses.

Thinking of Fang Cai's unreasonable reprimand from the big man, Fang Zun specially selected some rotten grass and fed the horses of the man in black. After feeding the forage, Fang Zun felt that it was not enjoyable, and went to the kitchen to find a handful of crotons and fed them all to the six horses of the man in black.

The croton was prepared by the bustard, and when he usually met a lonely guest, he fed the croton to the horses, and when the horses were weak, he bought the horses at a lower price. In the past, when the guests saw that the horses were malfunctioning, most of them would sell them to the bustard at a low price, and the bustard would wait for the opportunity to sell them at a high price.

After Fang Zun finished feeding the croton, he was about to go to the kitchen to eat a small stove, but found that the fierce horse that had injured the old man earlier was also in the horse pen. Naturally, the injured old man must also be in the Spring Garden.

Seeing the red-maned horse's exhaustion, Fang Zun muttered in his heart, and had a plan: "The six black-clothed men may be chasing and killing the old man riding the red-maned horse." The big man in black was unreasonable to me, so I simply ignored them and helped their enemies again. ”

Fang Zun thought of this, so he fed all the good fat and forage to the red-maned horse, and without thinking about where the old man riding the red horse was hiding, he fed the red-brown horse.

Out of the horse circle, I only heard a delicate voice on the second floor of the Spring Garden calling his name: "Fang Zun...... Fang Zun!"

This is the voice of Rouge, Rouge is the reddest woman here, her skin is as white as snow, her hair is long and waist-high, and her twin peaks stand upright, which is simply the best.

Fang Zun understood that every time Rouge called him, he had something to ask for.

Today is no surprise!