Those who can win five million with two dollars to buy a lottery ticket are truly chosen ones, and they are the envy of ordinary people like you and me. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

And Yang Huairen has never had that kind of luck, so he is just an ordinary person, but he wants to use a dollar today to win more wealth with a clever tongue and sharp mouth.

"Well, in fact, this treasure is worthless in the hands of people who don't know the goods, but in my eyes, it is priceless.

It is also expedient for Xiaosheng to mortgage the ancestral treasure in your account today, so it is better to pledge 10,000 yuan. ”

The mustache gasped and wiped his mustache again.

"Little official, this ......"

Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Yang Huairen stood up suddenly, turned three steps into two steps and rushed forward to retrieve the small cloth bag.

"Shopkeeper, since that's the case, then I'll leave, I'll just look for someone else who knows the goods."

As he spoke, he turned around and was about to leave. Bazi Hu was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly rushed over and grabbed Yang Huairen's arm.

"Don't worry, sit down and discuss."

"What else are you discussing? We scholars are virtuous, otherwise we would have directly dedicated this treasure to the prince who wore a goldfish bag in purple clothes in the court, and donated it to an official, and it would not be so down-and-out as it is now! ”

Yang Huairen said righteous words, full of righteousness and awe-inspiring.

"10,000 is 10,000!"

Bazihu gritted his teeth and hurriedly called the old courtier to come in and write the pawn ticket......

After a cup of tea, Bazihu exchanged the precious dollar coin in Yang Huairen's hand into a silk pouch and put it in a delicate wooden box.

The old Chaofeng nodded and sent Yang Huairen out of the pawn shop, followed by a truck delivered by the eight-character Hu shopkeeper, on which were tied with two large wooden boxes riveted with copper skin, full of silver cakes worth 10,000 yuan.

didn't take a hundred steps, and Yang Huairen was bumped into by a young man in Tsing Yi. As he expected, the pawn ticket was gone.

Walking on the streets of Tokyo City again, the sun was still strong, but Yang Huairen's heart was very comfortable, and even the roar of knowing his fate seemed to be less disturbing.

Yang Huairen felt guilty in his heart, that was to the simple soup cake girl of the Wang family's soup cake shop and the rough black man who liked to laugh, and for the Bazi Hu, this kind of insatiable profiteer who is rich and unkind is purely deserved.

Everyone has their own principles, and they owe six yuan and two bowls of soup and cake money, and Yang Huairen will never forget it in his heart; flickered the eight-character Hu 10,000 silver cakes, but his heart was very happy.

Yang Huairen decided to compensate the little sister of the soup cake, a hundred times and a thousand times the compensation. The value of life-saving food that people eat in times of hunger and distress cannot be measured by simple numbers.

This may be the legendary robbery of the rich and helping the poor, right? Yang Huairen thought about it like this, and felt that his figure was much greater, and he walked with his head held high, with a Hu cake in his left hand and a chicken leg in his right hand, pretending to be a chivalrous and righteous knight.

……

There are still no customers in the Wang family's soup cake shop, and the soup cake girl is full of sadness, sitting alone on the bench in front of the door in a daze.

"Wang Xialian, it's time to pay off the rent you owe my lord half a year, right?"

The person who came was an idler in his thirties who looked like a monkey, and he shook out an IOU in his hand and dangled it in front of the little girl of soup cakes.

"There are also ten times that I borrowed my lord's money, which adds up to a total of sixteen, but I can't delay it any longer."

"I ...... If you don't have the money to pay back the Wei family, Hou Sanye, can you give the little girl some more time? At the moment, the business of the soup and cake shop is not good, and when the weather is cold, there will be more customers......"

The tearful begging of the little girl attracted neighbors and passers-by, which gave Hou San a great sense of satisfaction, and the IOU in his hand shook even more vigorously.

"Don't say that my Third Master Hou is bullying, the IOU is written in black and white, and it won't be on it for half a year, and you, Wang Xialian, will enter the Wei Mansion to be the fifteenth concubine of Master Wei.

Hum! Come on, let's see, I Hou San has half a sentence? ”

The onlookers are all poor little sister in the soup cake, that old man Wei is in his early sixties, and the little lady of the Wang family is only twenty-eight years old, and she is a concubine for a bad old man, does she still have a living head?

However, the Wei family was rich and powerful, but in the face of the IOU in the hands of the third Hou of Popi, they dared not speak out.

Suddenly, a black man in the crowd jumped out, and a hand as big as a fan snatched the IOU from Hou San's hand.

"Monkey three! You're itchy again, aren't you? Do you want your Grandpa Li to scratch you? ”

The black man was about to tear up the IOU as he spoke, Hou San angrily pointed at the black man's nose and scolded: "What a Li Heiniu, you are just a black guy carrying a bag, and you also have the gossip of the bile tube Lao Tzu?"

You tear it, you tear it, don't you send your black guy to the prison of Kaifeng Mansion, and let your wife starve to death. ”

The rough black man was still in high spirits, and when he heard Hou San say this, he suddenly lost his temper like a deflated ball.

Yang Huairen hid behind the big plane tree and saw all this, and sighed, this Li Heiniu, who was cheated of two bowls of soup cake money by him, was too heroic and short of breath. He felt it was time for him to make a splash.

Hou San saw that Li Heiniu, who was two heads taller than him, was about to swell in his heart, but a hand stretched out from behind Li Heiniu, pulled the IOU, and tore it in half with a stab.

"You, you ......"

"What are you? Isn't it only sixteen? ”

Yang Huairen said that a piece of silver cake of twenty taels in his hand came out of nowhere, "You see this silver cake is enough, right?" ”

Hou San nodded stupidly, and subconsciously reached out to pick it up, but the silver cake flew upward, rolled and drew a beautiful arc, and finally hit Hou San's forehead.

Hou San's eyes were dark, and then the colorful stars danced, he raised his hand and touched a hot bag the size of an egg.

"You, you dare to hit me?"

"Who saw that?" Yang Huairen pointed at everyone, "Neighbors, who saw me beat him?" ”

To deal with this kind of scoundrel, do not use bright means.

Looking at the lively crowd, seeing that Hou San, who was a fox and a fake tiger on weekdays, was ugly, it was too late to be happy, where was anyone willing to come out to testify against him? Now someone helped out a bad breath, looking at the big bag on Hou San's head and laughing.

"Xiaosheng is also a scholar, you dare to slander my innocence, see if I don't take money to smash you to death!"

Yang Huairen conjured up another piece of silver cake in his hand at this moment, raised it and smashed it towards the big bag on Hou San's forehead.

Hou San was hit three times in a row, his head seemed to be a boiled paste, and in an instant, the sky was spinning, his legs were weak, and he fell to the ground.

On the big bag of eggs on his head, there was a small bag the size of an egg yolk like an arhat, which made the already laughing crowd even more hilarious.

"Go back and tell your family Wei Lao'er, the money owed to him has been paid back for the little lady of the Wang family, and we will not rent this shop in the future, get out!"

Hou San stood up slowly, covering the big bag on his head with both hands, and shouted backwards with an embarrassed face: "Do you dare to report your name?" ”

Challenge? Of course, Yang Huairen is not afraid, a paper tiger like Hou San, Yang Huairen feels that he can fight at least ten.

"You heard clearly, grandpa's surname is Ni, his name is Ohno, I bother you to go back and tell your grandfather's name loudly!"

Hou Sannian muttered the name, staggered away without a trace, and watched the lively crowd scatter with endless aftertaste.

Yang Huairen turned around and pressed the piece of silver cake that knocked Hou San into Wang Xialian's hand.

"Sister of the Wang family, I was rude at noon today, Xiaosheng didn't mean to eat the overlord meal of your shop, this piece of silver can be regarded as compensating for your loss."

Wang Xialian was stunned, Yang Huairen walked up to Li Heiniu again, took out another silver cake from behind, and slapped it directly on his black and sturdy hand.

"Brother Hei Niu, the little brother made a joke with you at noon, he didn't mean to tease you, and I hope my brother won't blame you."

Li Heiniu was born in a poor family, how could he have seen twenty taels of silver cakes, let alone touched them, his mouth opened wide in surprise, and he looked at the silver cake in his hand innocently, afraid as if it was about to bite.

"Ni Gongzi, my brother has forgotten about five or six cents, so hurry up and take it back, twenty taels, how can this be done?"

"Haha, the little brother is not surnamed Ni, just now he is playing monkey."

The honest and honest Li Heiniu made Yang Huairen laugh, and even the soup cake girl who had been frowning all the time showed a rare smile.

"The younger brother's surname is Yang, his name is Huairen, and he is from Qizhou, Hedong East Road. Brother Heiniu, you can take this silver with peace of mind, just when I gave it to Li's mother, you go and buy something for your aunt. ”

"Brother Yang, your kind-hearted brother understands it, but if the Sprinkle family wants to take it back, the old lady in the family must think that the Sprinkle family stole it, and she won't break the legs of the Sprinkle family? Besides, a rough person like the Sprinkler family can't make a silver tael. ”

Only then did Yang Huairen realize that this was the Great Song Dynasty, and the Song Dynasty clearly stipulated that ordinary people could not use gold and silver, and only scholars with meritorious names could spend gold and silver as circulating currency.

It seems that it is really embarrassing for Brother Hei Niu and Sister Soup Cake, but this does not mean Yang Huairen.

"It's okay, you two put it away first, and I'll change the copper coins for you tomorrow."

The blazing sun went west, staining half the sky red. Knowing that there was still no intention of resting, but there was a slight breeze blowing across Yang Huairen's face, which made him feel relaxed.

Knowing that Yang Huairen had no place to stay when he first arrived in Tokyo, Wang Xialian insisted that her benefactor live in her house temporarily.

Regardless of whether he is thick-skinned or not, Yang Huairen was invited by a girl to stay at home for the first time in his life, and he was really excited.

Li Heiniu sent three coachmen who pulled the silver cart for Yang Huairen, rolled up his sleeves and went into battle, and effortlessly pulled the silver cart by himself, keeping up with the footsteps of the two.

A thin curtain casts a gray veil over the city, and the city of Tokyo comes alive with the bustling crowd at dusk.

Wang Xialian walked with her head down, as if she had something on her mind, a woman of her age should be full of beautiful visions for the future, but these are not seen in this thin little girl.

Yang Huairen didn't know what a woman thinks, but even if he was a piece of wood, he should have thought of something.

"Sister Xia Lian, are you blaming Xiaosheng for returning to Wei Lao'er and no longer renting that dilapidated soup and cake shop, right? Don't worry, let's get a new storefront! ”

(New book issue, every recommended ticket, every collection and click is very important to the hula hoop, I hope you can support it a lot!) ）