Pick up a prince, eat it and wipe it up

Downstairs, the shopkeeper looked at the empty first floor, took a long time to breathe a sigh of relief, and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.At this moment, my own legs that were soft but still standing still had no feeling.

Although the shopkeeper felt that he was a bit silly standing in this empty hall, but he couldn't move, so he could only look out of the door with a blank face, as if he was deep in thought. nothing average.

The waiter stretched out his hand, but hesitantly withdrew it back.He wanted to ask, what to do with their inn, if he offended the yamen servants, he offended the magistrate.Seeing that those women have something to do with their county magistrate, what are they doing in Linnan?But he heard from his mother that this woman is the most vengeful, if possible, he must never offend those women, it is very scary.

This point, the waiter has been in this inn for so long, and he has a deep understanding. Those women who love to hold grudges, even remember the things about Chen Zhima and rotten millet a few years ago, let alone this kind of thing that made them lose about the face.The waiter felt that he could almost imagine the scene of the woman complaining to their county magistrate.

The waiter in the shop shook his body, silently thinking about whether the money he had accumulated over the years would be enough for him to go back to the countryside and marry a daughter-in-law to support his old mother.

From the corner of the shopkeeper's eyes, he looked at the face of the waiter with a sudden change of expression, a bit resentful.Those guards who have already retreated to the second floor will glance down from time to time. Although the shopkeeper didn't want to call his unreliable back, he had to call him. I don't want to stand like this all the time.

"Hurry up, help me to sit over there."

The shop clerk came back to his senses, nodded in a daze, his hands moved faster than his head, and directly supported the shopkeeper to the nearest chair, but after taking two steps, he suddenly reacted: "Shopkeeper, do we want to go?" Packed up and ran away?"

The legs were sore and limp, as if they were being pricked by needles, it was extremely uncomfortable, the whole nerves in my brain were caught by the feeling on my legs, how could I have the heart to listen to the waiter in the shop chatting beside me.

However, after sitting on the chair with his buttocks, he couldn't use any strength in his legs, and after the soreness and pain lessened, he suddenly realized what the little boy said just now.So the hand that was just let go by the waiter just slapped him.

The waiter was a little confused: "Uncle, why are you hitting me?"

"Look at what you said. If I don't hit you, is it possible to keep you?"

"What did I say? Aren't I worried? Didn't I give you a suggestion? Didn't I do it out of good intentions? Otherwise, I'd just go away by myself."

"Keep your voice down!"

The shopkeeper pointed the idiot with his finger: "You said that your brain doesn't know how to think about other things, but it is useless to think about these? Still want to go by yourself? Say, go, go, you Where are you going? Tell me!"

"This, this, where can I go, that is, just go back to the countryside, my mother said, when I earn enough money, I will go back and buy a few acres of land and marry a wife. Give her a few little dolls, hey, hey, hey."

The shopkeeper, the shopkeeper didn't know what to say now, he just took that hand and wanted to slap his elm head hard a few times, but, he was sitting, and that idiot was Standing, even if he wanted to reach it, he couldn't reach it, so he could only slap him several times angrily.

But let’s not talk about whether the other party is in pain or not. The shopkeeper has photographed a lot of dust on his body. Those very active dusts flying in the sun are flying towards him as soon as he sees it. His face turned green.

If the **** wasn't from his own family, he would have sent this idiot back a long time ago, and he can still let him piss him off here.

"Walk, walk, you know how to go, you stupid thing, uncle will teach you to be good," the shopkeeper calmed down, lowered his voice a little, and said in a low voice: "Look at the people who live in our Yulai Inn. Are these distinguished guests afraid of those yamen servants?"

The waiter wanted to say that it had nothing to do with them whether they were afraid or not. When the city gate was not closed, they would pat their butts and leave, but they still had to stay here. Of course, they were not afraid.If it were him, he wouldn't be afraid either.

However, looking at the shopkeeper's distorted face from his anger, he didn't dare to speak too much, he could only open his mouth, and passed the rebuttal in his heart, but his eyes were on his face Er gestured to the shopkeeper for an explanation.

Mom, how angry!

The shopkeeper covered his chest with one hand, silently reassuring himself: "This group of people are obviously not afraid of those yamen servants, that is to say, they are not afraid of the county magistrate. Think about it, why are they not afraid."

They have long legs, they can run and walk, as long as they run before the magistrate reacts, they have nothing to fear.

The shopkeeper looked at the waiter's expression, and silently moved his head away. He was afraid that if he looked at him a few more times, he wouldn't want to talk to this brat anymore.He was afraid that he would be mad at himself.

"These personal identities allow them to rely on, and they must be much higher than the county magistrate. You can see the clothes on their bodies? Although I don't know much about those materials, but that's unexpected. It is better than the best material in the Jinxiu Pavilion in Linnan. He is powerful and powerful, so why would he be afraid of the magistrate. If the magistrate pretends to be ignorant, this matter will be over. If the county magistrate finds it here without knowing the fun, I'm afraid this show will be fun."

The shopkeeper's eyes are a little bright, like every time he collects money, the waiter in the shop silently does not refute, for him, he just needs to listen to what his uncle says, and there is no need to take the initiative at all. should and.His uncle could tell himself all day long, well, he's not needed at all.

The more you talk about the shopkeeper, the more excited you are. As a businessman, opportunities and dangers exist, and it depends on whether you can grasp it.The shopkeeper felt that his chance was coming. Although he would not be able to recover if he offended the magistrate, he intuitively felt that the other party must not take the magistrate seriously.If he still wants to live in Linnan, he will definitely get some benefits.

The more the shopkeeper thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case, and the anger that was originally irritated by the little brats around him was relieved a lot.The soreness under the legs felt much more comfortable, the shopkeeper stood up slowly, raised his neck, glanced sideways at the waiter, and sighed: "Elm head!"

Then he walked to the back kitchen with his hands behind his back.