Murano Momo is a cunning doctor

Chapter 7 Give You a Slap

He nodded kindly towards Jiang Xiaochuan and said, "Good luck, little brother. I haven't seen bezoars of such good quality in a long time."

"That's true!"

The fat man's eyes lit up, he rubbed his hands and came over.

"Country bumpkin, I'll give you [-] yuan and sell me the bezoars you have!"

The fat man said it as a matter of course, as if the bezoar in his hand was prepared for him.

Before Jiang Xiaochuan could say anything, Zhang Huai'en glanced at the fat man, shook his head and said, "Fat Sun, twenty thousand can't buy this top-quality bezoar."

When Zhang Huaien spoke, he deliberately emphasized the word "excellent", obviously mocking Fatty Sun for his ignorance.

After Zhang Huaien finished speaking, he lazily walked towards the counter, completely ignoring Fatty Sun, whose expression had changed.

Fatty Sun slapped the leather bag under his arm from behind, "I can afford it no matter how much it costs!"

Zhang Huaien's ignorance made Fatty Sun, who always regarded himself as a rich man, angry.

But he really didn't dare to do anything wrong to Zhang Huaien. After all, the bosses of Baoda Pavilion respected this humble old man with great respect.

Although he can be considered a wealthy man in Qinghua Town, compared with the boss of Baoda Pavilion, he has become a stinky salted fish who can't stand on the stage.

"Country boy, tell me how much the bezoar in your hand will cost, and I won't believe that you have money that you can't spend!"

Fatty Sun looked down at Jiang Xiaochuan and said angrily.

Jiang Xiaochuan had long been extremely disgusted with this upstart who pretended to be a big-tailed wolf. Now that this guy was pretending to be in front of him again, he would not let him go.

"Go to hell!"

Jiang Xiaochuan resisted the urge to beat the idiot directly and got angry.

Fatty Sun's face instantly turned a little red. Zhang Huai'en didn't care about him. Now, any country bumpkin from the village would dare to embarrass him like this.

"Do you know who Lao Tzu is?"

Fatty Sun pointed at Jiang Xiaochuan and said viciously.

"who are you!"

Jiang Xiaochuan didn't wait for his reply.

A high-pitched voice, like chicken feathers stuck in the throat, sounded in the VIP room next to the counter.

Immediately, the door was opened, and a tall, thin man with dyed yellow hair walked out in his slippers. Fatty Sun, who was still arrogant at first, ran over immediately when he saw this person.

"Oh, isn't this Mr. Yang? What a coincidence. You are also buying medicinal materials here?"

"I bought it from you!"

The tall and thin man cursed unceremoniously and said dissatisfiedly: "You guys are noisy outside and it affects my relationship."

Fatty Sun shrank his head after being scolded, hesitating and not daring to raise his head.

Yang Ning raised her eyebrows, hugged her arms and looked at the fat man: "Okay! Fatty Sun, you have made a fortune recently. You have a big gold chain, and I am still naked."

The tall and lanky man said as he put his hand twice on his neck, which was so thin that he looked disfigured.

The corners of Fatty Sun's mouth twitched twice in pain. He gritted his teeth and took off the large gold chain he had just bought two days ago, and respectfully handed it to the tall and thin man.

"Young Master Yang, after you said this, I realized that how can a commoner like me be worthy of wearing this? It is your temperament that can hold up this gold chain. I will give it to you today."

Although it hurt, he also accepted his defeat. Who made him unlucky enough to encounter this evil star.

The tall and thin man named Yang Ning is the younger brother of Yang Wei, the leader of the Liuhe Gang in Qinghua Town. The Liuhe Gang is a veritable local snake in Qinghua Town.

If you challenge him yourself, let alone making money in Qinghua Town, you won't be able to have enough to eat even if you beg for food.

When Yang Ning saw this, he was not polite. He snatched it away and hung it around his neck eagerly.

It's just that the unusually slender neck obviously couldn't bear the weight of the big gold chain, and the back of the neck unconsciously stretched forward two points.

But he didn't care. He stroked the gold chain and was very satisfied. He waved to Fatty Sun and said, "Go away!"

The fat man grinned bitterly, responded and walked towards the door. When he passed by Jiang Xiaochuan, he rolled his eyes and turned back.

"Look at my memory, Mr. Yang, I was originally going to give you and Brother Wei a top-quality bezoar.

Who would have thought that when I said I bought it for Mr. Yang, they wouldn't sell it. "

Fatty Sun slapped his forehead and fanned the flames in Yang Ning's ears.

Yang Ning was very happy to hear the first half of the sentence, but as soon as the second half was spoken, her face darkened.

Fatty Sun stared at him with some displeasure: "On this three-thirds of an acre of land, there is still someone who dares not to give me and my brother face? Who is this person who is not afraid of death?"

"Hehe, the one who is not afraid of death is here!"

Fatty Sun pointed his hand at Jiang Xiaochuan, his expression of schadenfreude blossomed, and his fat face could hardly contain it.

Everyone in the hall all turned their attention to Jiang Xiaochuan. Yang Ning stared at the bezoar in Jiang Xiaochuan's hand with a burning gaze.

He waved to Jiang Xiaochuan and said, "Boy, show me what you have in your hand."

Jiang Xiaochuan's neck was stiff, and the anger in his heart was rising. Two words popped out of his mouth: "No!"

don't give?

Yang Ning frowned: "Do you know who I am?"

"I don't care who you are. If you want something in my hand, you can pay [-] yuan, so let's talk about it!"

Jiang Xiaochuan choked back.

As soon as these words came out, the hall suddenly became quiet, and only the buzzing sound of the air conditioner working hard reached everyone's ears.

Everyone stared at Jiang Xiaochuan in disbelief, as if looking at a monster.

Yang Ning and the others all knew him. He was a crab who walked sideways. In Qinghua Town, even if he had to remove someone's arm, it was only a matter of words.

If a rural boy dares to challenge him in public, the consequences can be imagined.

Fatty Sun's smile became even brighter, and he had already imagined the scene of Jiang Xiaochuan being carried out.

He jumped up to Jiang Xiaochuan with great joy and accused him: "You are so blind that you dare to talk to Young Master Yang like that."

"Young Master Yang, you don't need to do anything, I'll vent your anger for you!"

Fatty Sun would naturally not miss the opportunity to show off in front of Yang Ning.

But before he could take action, he received a solid slap on the face, with a crisp sound that caused many people to exclaim.

Fatty Sun, who was originally rolling up his sleeves and preparing to hit someone, was suddenly whipped around twice and fell to Yang Ning's feet in confusion.

Jiang Xiaochuan shook his right hand twice in disgust and muttered: "This damn fat guy is really thick-skinned."

That look was as calm as kicking a barking local dog in the village.

He was ruthless, and the onlookers couldn't believe it. Although this fat man was humble in front of Yang Ning, he would still have a certain influence if he was singled out.

But now I got slapped before I finished speaking, which is something most people really don't dare to do.

"Are you him!"

Yang Ning shouted angrily.

Before Fatty Sun took action, he made it clear that he was teaching Jiang Xiaochuan a lesson for himself. This was not a slap in Fatty's face, but a slap in his own face.

Just as he was about to have a seizure, he heard a scream coming from the VIP room.

"Mr. Yang, if there's going to be a fight, please get out!"

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