In front of the mansion was a large open space, where many carts had been parked, the gates were open, and many men dressed in short strips and dressed as coolies were carrying heavy boxes and sacks in and out. At a glance, D-M may see that there must be hundreds of people just doing the work.

When the carts stopped in the open space at the door, someone came up to inquire, and then a group of people came up to carry things.

There is a man who may be sweating too much, and when he goes to hold a bag with his bare arms, he scratches his hand, and the bag falls to the ground, maybe the mouth is not too tight, and it immediately collapses. The polished rice of the white flower flowed all over the place, and it was everywhere.

Dong Ce looked at it from a distance and shrank his gaze.

"You shit, if you don't want to do it, get out of here!"

The man in brocade who had been shouting at the city gate strode forward, picked up the horsewhip in his hand and hit it hard, and the man curled up and begged for mercy.

When I got here, very few people came, and it seemed to be an area where wealthy families lived, and there were large mansions surrounded by high courtyard walls. Dong Ce and the others were very conspicuous, so they all hid in the alley and looked out. After seeing this scene, Dong Ce said in a low voice: "Let's go!" ”

The three of them didn't say anything all the way, and soon arrived at a restaurant on Qipan Street near the bell tower, no matter which city in the Ming Dynasty, the bell tower and drum tower in the center of the city are located.

There are many liquor shops here, stalls on both sides of the street, countless performers, and people come and go, which can almost be described as shoulder to shoulder.

If you want to cover up your hiding, this is the perfect place.

The three of them went up to the second floor of the restaurant, Xiao Er brought a cutting board, Dong Ce ordered a few dishes casually, asked for a pot of wine, and found a box to sit down.

After the three of them whispered a few words, Shi Jin went downstairs.

He walked forward from the location of the restaurant, until he walked to the next intersection, and then returned the same way, and after a few circles in a hurry, his eyes suddenly lit up, separated the crowd, and walked forward.

……

Zhang Mazi swayed in the crowd, his right hand ran down his sleeve, and touched the hard and heavy silver in his sleeve pocket, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Zhang Mazi's luck is very good today, after coming out in the morning, it has been almost two hours now, he has eaten two meat dishes, and a vegetarian meal.

Without looking, Zhang Mazi could weigh out how many of these items were in his sleeve pocket - three pieces of broken silver, weighing three coins and four cents, one dollar and eight cents and five cents, and one was nine cents and three cents. A handful of copper coins, twelve Chongzhen Horse Running Horse Xiaoping Coins, five as two coins, six Wanli gold back coins, one Apocalypse as ten coins, five Apocalypse Tongbao Xiaoping coins, and the rest are messy miscellaneous coins and private coins. What surprised him a little was that there was a small silver bun, which was three or two.

It was untied from the neck of a fat doll.

At that time, the child was held by a maid-like woman, and her head was poked behind the girl's shoulder.

Zhang Mazi gently and skillfully untied the silver bun, but he didn't treat the child badly, and stuffed the string of sugar gourds he just bought into the fat doll's hand, the fat doll licked it, and the sweet fat doll laughed vigorously.

To be a Buddha, in addition to being bold and thin-skinned, the most important thing is a pair of skillful hands, if you can't even weigh the weight of these silver, Zhang Mazi can chop off his hands and stop working from now on.

"Whose parents don't bring a jade to their children, what's the matter with a silver bun to hang?"

As soon as he started, Zhang Mazi knew that he had made it. When I touched this silver bun, it was enough to make an offering to the third master this month, and the rest was my own.

"My sister has long taken a fancy to the white silk skirt in the 'Su embroidery' ready-to-wear shop in the south of the city, and she has not been willing to buy it.

Zhang Mazi secretly estimated to himself, looked up at the sky, and was ready to go home after poking another skylight.

Thinking of this, he glanced at a man with triangular eyes and rat eyes not far away, and the man nodded, walked two steps quickly, and arrived in front of him.

Zhang Mazi is a Buddha, and the man who gave him the right look is his old secret, named Li Hei.

This is the black word on the ground of Yanghe City, Buddha is the meaning of thief, and breaking the fast is to start practicing work and stealing things. Meat dishes refer to considerable income, usually silver, and vegetarian food is generally copper coins, which is relatively cold. As for Lao Mi, he helped the thieves steal things and play cover.

Zhang Mazi is a Buddha, but he doesn't look like a Buddha at all.

He is really not good-looking, his face is full of pockmarks, but he is tall and burly, wearing a green satin dress, and he is also quite stylish. Generally speaking, the size of the thief should not be too obvious, and it is best to be short and lean, with a plain face. This is so that it is not noticeable, and it is convenient both before stealing and after you get your hands on it. No one can think of this young man in his twenties who looks like a shopkeeper as a Buddha, but if someone on the Taoist sees his hands, he may be able to guess a thing or two.

His hands were clenched in his sleeves, and ordinary people could not see them.

But people who have seen it say that Zhang Mazi has a pair of skillful hands.

Matching his figure, the hands are very large, but they are not rough at all, the ten fingers are very long, very white, very slender, and very dexterous, and they look like the hands of the young lady who do not touch the spring water.

Such slender and slender hands, if it is a woman, I am afraid that many men want to play with it, but born in a man, or a child of a market family who has been poor since childhood, has neither money nor capital to go to school, nor does it have the capital to do business, it is not a good thing or a bad thing.

Anyway, Zhang Mazi remembered that he was wandering around the pit and being abducted and stolen, dressed as a Taoist priest who was actually a big Buddha, and passed by the alley in front of Zhang's house twelve years ago, and saw Zhang Mazi's hands playing with mud, and his eyes immediately lit up.

"Baby, you will be the most experienced and skillful Buddha in the world in the future!"

He still remembers a phrase that his master often said.

From that day on, the master didn't leave, he walked on the street, and he had copper in his waist, so he rented a small courtyard next to his house and asked Zhang Mazi to go to his house to play every day.

This stay is ten years.

Seven years ago, he told Zhang Mazi: "You can become a teacher, and the master will count on you for the rest of his life." ”

On that day, Zhang Mazi stole three coins of silver, grabbed crude medicine for his mother, and bought a padded jacket for his sister, which was the first time in his life that he had so much money.

One day two years ago, Zhang Mazi bought the master's favorite smoked chicken and shochu from 'Defu Ji' with the money he stole as usual, and came to the small courtyard. As a result, the people in the small courtyard went to the empty house.

The master is gone.

Zhang Mazi was stunned, he and his master would probably never see each other again in this life.

Thinking of the master again, Zhang Mazi couldn't help but feel a trance in front of him.

He quickly shook his head and expelled this trace of emotion, when the Buddha poked the skylight, he had to pay full attention, and if he was not careful, as long as the person found out that he was shouting, something would happen.

He quickly zeroed in on a target.

It was a man in his fifties, dressed quite luxuriously, but the patterns on it were also cheesy, an old face was dark and honest, but his small eyes were shining with cunning light from time to time.

Zhang Mazi pursed his lips.

At a glance, he knew that he was a rich man in the countryside, and when he entered the city, he didn't know the east, west, north and south, and saw that his burden was still in his arms, and he was sure that there were goods in it, and he was dizzy and stole it, and he was afraid that he would not be able to realize it for a while.

And this kind of person has copper and silver in his waist.

"That's him!"

Zhang Mazi rushed; Li Hei made a look, and the Buddha and the old secret comprehended, and pretended to rub towards the rich man of the land inadvertently.

When he got closer, Zhang Mazi frowned.

He saw two familiar faces in the crowd, and rushed towards the rich man.

He didn't have time to strike first, the smile on his face was gone, and he walked towards the two with a gloomy face.

The two people didn't notice him, they were shaking forward, but they suddenly felt that their shoulders were patted, and they were immediately furious, and they were about to scold when they turned around, and when they saw that it was Zhang Mazi, they were suddenly trembling, and quickly swallowed the scolding words back, and said with a smile: "Zhang, Second Master Zhang...... Your old man ......"

"Do you understand the rules?" Zhang Mazi tapped his head with his finger: "Qipan Street is Liu Sanye's territory, and Lao Tzu is the only Buddha under Liu Sanye......"

He paused, and suddenly his face turned cold: "Hurry up!" See you two again, Lao Tzu unloaded your arm! ”

"Yes, yes......"

The two of them nodded and hurriedly went.

Zhang Mazi snorted coldly, spit out a mouthful of phlegm on the ground, and showed contempt on his face: "Unruly dog thing!" ”

The trash fish have been chased away and can begin.

He and Lao Mi cooperated very well, first Lao Mi walked behind the rich man, he was tall, and the rich man was short and fat, giving him such a block behind him, he couldn't see the situation behind him at all.

Then Zhang Mazi walked behind Lao Mi, his arm was stuffed into the gap between the two, and a small blade held in the palm of his hand flew flexibly between his five fingers. The sharp blade easily cut a small gap in the burden in the rich man's arms, and then Zhang Mazi's two slender and slender fingers reached in, and he easily found a bulging money bag. Feeling the hardness inside through the fabric, Zhang Mazi couldn't help but tremble in his heart. Your mother, it's going to be sent now!

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