After rebirth, she became the favorite of the powerful minister.

"Everyone, come and see! These two young men with hands and feet, intact, are bullying an old man who is blind and lame!" The old man pounded his knees and cried out in agony.

Most of the businessmen in the dark alley knew each other. On weekdays, they were at least somewhat friendly. The old man had a hard life. He lost his wife early and became a widower with two sons. Three years ago, he lost his eldest son and became lame. His daughter-in-law remarried with her child. Two years ago, he lost one eye for some reason. I heard that his other eye is not clear now. It is really sad. In addition, the old man is kind, so everyone takes care of him.

As soon as he shouted, the people nearby gathered around him, "What's going on? What's going on? You look like a decent person, but why are you doing nothing? Why are you running into this dark alley late at night to bully an old blind man? You're bullying the Liu family because there's no one left, right?"

There were also a few young men who were waving sticks and rolling up their sleeves, ready to start fighting on impulse.

It caused public outrage.

Originally, he wanted to pretend that he was looking for a way to get here, and at most he would return empty-handed without making any deal, but he didn't expect that the old man would suddenly make such a scene, and directly blamed him, catching Yuan Ge off guard. There was really no need to have a conflict under such circumstances, and it would be easy for others to watch the fun. Song Wenyuan protected Yuan Ge and apologized while retreating, and the people naturally went out to do business with curses.

Today's situation has meant a complete failure.

Yuan Ge was somewhat frustrated and annoyed. He walked step by step with his head down and his feet kicked. He didn't say anything, but just frowned and muttered to himself, "Strange... Song Wenyuan, do you think this old man is weird?"

"Yes, a little." Song Wenyuan nodded, lowered his eyes to look at the listless cat beside him, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and he reached behind him -

"It hurts, it hurts!" a wailing sound was heard.

Yuan Ge looked back and saw a boy who looked like a beggar. His hair was as messy as a bird's nest and had not been washed for who knows how long. It lay in wisps on his dirty face. He was wearing a rag that was equally dirty and the color could not be seen, and cloth shoes with his toes sticking out. His eyes looked bright and cunning. While he cried out in pain, he did not forget to look back at Yuan Ge and the others. There was a look of being ready to sell at a good price in his eyes.

Song Wenyuan glanced at the young man, then let go of his hand with some disgust, wiped his hands on his clothes, and asked without raising his head, "Why are you following us secretly?" If it was a little later, the dirty chicken claw would have grabbed Yuan Ge's arm. This girl, she didn't have any vigilance at all, and just walked with her head down in a crowded place.

He wiped his hands again, his brows still furrowed. Yuan Ge handed him a handkerchief, which he took but did not use. He just looked at the little beggar.

The little beggar laughed, with a cunning look in his eyes, and asked tentatively, "I see that you two are of extraordinary appearance, and you must be here to buy good things. As it happens, I have some treasures here, would you like to take a look?"

Yuan Ge and Song Wenyuan looked at each other, then raised their eyelids, looked at the little beggar from head to toe with a bit of arrogance and disdain, and then said contemptuously, "You? What treasures can a little beggar like you have? Husband, this must be a liar, don't believe him, let's go."

After saying this, he raised his eyebrows, lifted his chin slightly, twisted his waist, and was about to turn around.

The little beggar got anxious and took out a small wine bottle from his bosom and handed it over, but he kept his voice low, as if he was afraid of being heard, "Look, I really have a treasure! If you want it, I'll sell it to you at a low price! I'm not bragging, this stuff is much better than the powder and rouge at Old Liu's house!"

Yuan Ge paused for a moment after turning around, then slowly turned back and stood with his arms folded, still with that look of disdain on his face. He nodded at the palm-sized wine bottle as if to do him a favor, "You, what is this?" The ending tone was raised, and he acted in a domineering manner, showing the arrogance of "you should be grateful if this girl has any interest in you" to the extreme, like a noble cat, lazily raising his paw.

The little beggar grinned, showing a row of yellow teeth, and took a step forward with a playful smile. Then, under the cold, knife-like gaze from the side, he shrank his neck, and opened the small wine bottle a little, like searching for treasures, waved his hand, and quickly closed it, and asked, "Do you smell it?"

Yuan Ge frowned. The aroma of wine was mixed with some other strange smell that was hard to describe.

Not a good thing.

She glanced at Song Wenyuan, then turned around and pointed at the small wine bottle, "Do you think I have a dog's nose? There are all kinds of smells here, and you just waved it like that, how can I smell anything? Give me another good smell of what it is."

But the little beggar held the bottle tightly and shook his head, "That won't do! One sniff and it's one less. I only have this little bit here. If you sniff it, he sniffs it, and soon half the bottle will be gone, how can I sell it then? Let me put it this way, you want to buy Lao Liu's perfume powder, it's just to please a man, it's useless, see what I have here?" He turned the bottle and pointed at the five black characters on the bottle.

Happy and carefree wine.

It's quite straightforward, and I feel it's not a good thing as soon as I hear it.

Yuan Ge raised her eyebrows again and looked at Song Wenyuan. The other party nodded almost imperceptibly. She turned to look at the little beggar and pouted, "How much do you sell this wine for?"

The other person chuckled, his yellow teeth with black edges clearly visible, then he slowly raised three fingers and said slowly, "Three ingots of silver."

Yuan Ge rolled his eyes and sneered, "That's it? You said it was a happy and carefree wine, so it can be happy and carefree? I think it asked you to take three ingots of silver and go and have fun! Look at these words, they are so ugly, as if you wrote them yourself. And this bottle, you can buy two for one penny outside, who would use this kind of bottle to store good wine?"

She spoke very quickly, without giving anyone time to react. She grabbed Song Wenyuan and turned to leave. After she took two steps, the little beggar behind her came up to her in three or two steps, hesitated for a moment, and retracted a finger.

Yuan Ge didn't even bother to roll his eyes, as if he had completely lost his patience, and shouted, "Get out of the way!"

The little beggar didn't give in. He looked at this and that, and finally gritted his teeth and stamped his feet fiercely, "Then name a price!"

Miss Yuan lazily raised her eyelids to look over, and after a while, she lazily raised a finger and said, "You are hiding here like a thief, who knows whether the wine is from a legitimate source. Anyway, I am just curious. Either you give me a silver ingot and I will give you the wine in exchange for the money, or you get out of the way and wait for a year or two, then maybe someone will come and give you three silver ingots."

The little beggar looked at the bottle of wine in his arms for a while, then spread his hands and said, "Deal!"

……

No one saw that in the crowd not far away, a middle-aged man slowly took off his hood, looked at Yuan Ge's back and called out infatuatedly, "Shao Rou..."