Chapter 3: The people live on food

"First set up some cheap grain, and then the people who receive these grains can sign a contract, that is, in the future, they will buy grain from Zhoujia Rice Store, and Zhoujia Rice Store also made a contract to promise that the price of grain will never increase, and even arrange people to deliver it to their door! This is the second ...... of its count."

The wrinkles on Zhou Benkun's forehead were wrinkled at first, but as Zhao Ming's words fell, one of his eyes suddenly widened, and there was a complex look in them, and after about two minutes like this, Zhou Benkun suddenly stood up with a surprised look in his eyes.

Then he paced around the room, his mouth seemed to be whispering something, while Zhao Ming took the time to look at the layout of the room. It's not luxurious, but it's decent, and a tiger skin in the room adds a bit of rugged domineering to the interior.

Suddenly, Zhou Benkun's footsteps stopped, and then he turned around and sat opposite Zhao Ming and said eagerly: "I thought about it, what you said is indeed unexpected, but there are many flaws, and it is still not enough to convince me!" ”

Zhao Ming smiled and said slowly: "Master Zhou! In fact, you already know that these two things can work, and you know the benefits better than me...... Not to mention the three, four, five, or even more that I said? ”

"Nephew of the Zhao family, if you want to get fifty taels of silver from my Zhou based on these two points alone, you are too whimsical, right?" Zhou Benkun's expression changed, and he said with a smile on his lips.

Zhao Ming suddenly sighed and said, "In this way, Master Zhou is going to call the nursing home, right?" All right...... Even if it's a small collision with your mansion, you can beat me up. But Master Zhou can think clearly, you already know these two, maybe the Cai family will want to know the third, and the Wang Su family will want to know the four? ”

"You ......" Zhou Benkun's expression changed greatly, and a fierce and dangerous aura suddenly emanated from his body.

"Humph! Do you dare to threaten Zhou? ”

"Don't dare! Master Zhou, think about it, with a down-and-out kid like me, what threat do you have? Unless...... You think you lost the bet you just made! Zhao Ming stood up and bowed slightly towards Zhou Benkun, his tone extremely calm.

And this calmness made Zhou Benkun hesitate more and more! He felt a strange surprise about this Zhao Ming in front of him. Before this, he had actually noticed the Zhao family's house that was already empty, and he really wanted to take it down in a few days when the Zhao family's ruined son was cornered, so he would meet Zhao Ming at such an opportunity.

But right now, it seems that this meeting has made him have something that he can't grasp.

Zhou Benkun thought for a long time with a complicated expression, and suddenly said: "If you can say three, then I will not only double the bet and lose to you, but also hire you as the chief steward of my Zhou family!" What do you think? ”

Zhao Ming stared at Zhou Benkun's solemn face for a moment, and suddenly smiled and said, "But Chapter 3 The people take food as the sky."

Yes, but this one is a little dry...... I'm just recovering from a serious illness, I'm afraid my thinking is a little unclear, and I can't say it clearly..."

"Come on, serve tea!"

Zhou Benkun shouted out with a smile, Xiao Cui outside the door answered, and then pushed the door in shock, and when her eyes fell on Zhao Ming's face again, it had already turned into a confused shock.

...

When Xiaocui exited the room, and no one knew what was going on in the house, Zhou Ding, the young master of the Zhou family, walked in humming a little song, and just stepped into the courtyard and saw a fresh figure among the people standing outside the side hall, and suddenly his eyes lit up and smiled: "Yo!" Isn't this the little maid of the Zhao family? How did you get to my house? ”

Zhou Dingnian Fang is sixteen, it is the age of the young Fang Gang's enthusiasm, the family has money to play around, once secretly took money from the family and ran to the widow of Zhou in the east of the town to break the first body, since then the taste of the marrow is out of control, from the mature woman of the widow of Zhou in the east of the town, gradually transferred the taste to the green and moist yellow flower girl, during this period also plagued a few ignorant but want to step into the door of the Zhou family girl, but has never got a woman better than Xiaolian's appearance, He has been mingling with the young people of the Wang family and the Su family, and in private, a group of people have long coveted the little maid Xiaolian of the Zhao family, and they have also discussed who will buy it when the time comes, remember to share it together......

Seeing that Xiaolian had actually arrived in her backyard, Zhou Ding suddenly walked over with enthusiasm and was about to take Xiaolian's hand.

Xiaolian hurriedly avoided it, glared at Zhou Ding with an angry face and shouted: "Young Master Zhou, please behave better, my young master is talking to your master inside..."

"Huh! What about the waste... I'm afraid I'm here to ask for food, right? Zhou Ding touched his chin and looked at Xiaolian's bulging chest and mocked, according to his experience, Xiaolian's breasts should be not small, even if she is wrapped in clothes, she can support such an arc, which is considered to be well developed among girls! Thinking like this, there seemed to be a white and pure scene in front of him, and the blood in his brain became a little stronger.

"Young Master... The young master of the Zhao family is indeed inside, and Xiaolian has just gone in to serve tea once! "The porter is not a fuel-efficient lamp, if there are three hundred and sixty lines of champions, then Zhou Lao Liu can be regarded as the champion in the gatehouse of Jinjiang Town, otherwise it would not be his turn to come to see the gate of the Zhou family.

Zhou Lao Liu also looked down on Zhao Ming at first, but when Zhao Ming entered, he gradually felt a little not very good, as the saying goes, people become good when they are old, he was thinking about waiting for Zhao Ming to come out safely, this little piece of silver will still be returned, otherwise maybe he will lose a lot.

"Go, go, go... Sixth, you scumbag, go and see the door! Where can Zhou Ding listen, in his opinion, Zhao Ming is a piece of mud for others to step on, he sent Zhou Lao Liu to see the door, and at the same time smiled wickedly towards Xiaolian Chapter 3 The people take food as the sky

Go.

Xiaolian retreated to Zhou Laoliu's side in a panic, and a bad premonition rose in her heart.

"Still not rolling?" Zhou Ding glared at Zhou Lao Liu angrily, and then turned his eyes and glared at Xiao Cui!

Zhou Lao Liu hesitated, sighed and left, Xiao Cui saw that Zhou Lao Liu was gone, and of course she didn't dare to watch it here, so she left.

Xiaolian subconsciously wanted to escape, who would have thought that Zhou Ding quickly reached out and grabbed Xiaolian's sleeve and wanted to take it into his arms.

Little Lotus struggled and let out a frightened cry......

"Stop screaming! I'll buy you with your young master later, and if you follow me in the future, I promise that it's better than following that waste young master...... From me... Hey! Zhou Dinggang grabbed Xiaolian's hands and was about to use some obscene means, when the door of the side hall suddenly opened, as if it was blown open by a strong wind, and there was a loud clanging sound.

"Stop!" Zhou Benkun appeared at the door with an angry face.

The moment Zhou Benkun's voice fell, Zhao Ming had already rushed in front of Xiaolian and pushed Zhou Ding away heavily.

Zhou Ding staggered, almost fell a dog eating, and stood up with his hands on the ground in a hurry, and then walked up to his father in a little anger and accused: "Dad! Can you help me...... I'm going to marry this little lotus! ”

"Smack!"

"Daddy... You...... Hit me? ”

"It's you bastard!" Zhou Benkun shouted angrily, raised his hand and slapped it out again.

There was another crisp sound, and two clear red marks appeared on Zhou Ding's cheeks, which showed that Zhou Benkun was very heavy and showed no mercy.

"Dad, are you crazy?! How can you help a waste outsider beat up his own son? Zhou Ding was stunned and covered his hot face and shouted at Zhou Benkun.

"Apologies!" Zhou Benkun directly raised his slap and shouted angrily.

"I ......" Zhou Ding quickly covered his cheeks and asked in disbelief: "Why?" Why should I apologize for this shit? ”

"If you dare to be unreasonable to Steward Zhao, I will serve you in the law!" Zhou Benkun shouted in a deep voice with a cold face.

Zhou Ding couldn't figure out the current situation, but looking at his father's extremely cold face, he had to grit his teeth and apologize to Zhao Ming, and then ran away in a huff.

"I'm sorry! This bastard is negligent in disciplining ......" Zhou Benkun's face suddenly turned cloudy and said apologetically to Zhao Ming.

"This is Master Zhou's tutor, I can't say anything, but it's better not to happen next time!" Zhao Ming smiled faintly, then said goodbye, turned around and took Xiaolian's hand and left.

On the steps in front of the door, Zhou Benkun looked at Zhao Ming's back, his face was extremely complicated!

And in the distance, stealing Chapter 3 The people take food as the sky

The porter Lao Liu and the maid Xiaocui, who were secretly hiding, opened their mouths wide, and they didn't dare to make a sound for a long time......

This autumn Jinjiang Town seems to have become complicated from this day. Chapter 1 Exploring the Flower Lang in the Bright Moon Building!

In the seventh year of Da Zhao, there was a loud bang in the sky, and the citizens of Bianzhou City were surprised to see a skyfire meteor piercing the dark sky and exploding with a loud bang on the outskirts of the city. In the early morning of the next day, the city guard of Bianzhou took people out of the city to check...

months later.

Facing the faint morning light, the prosperity of Bianzhou City opens a new day's picture. The candles in the inns in the city have not been extinguished, the cries of the peddlers' pawns have gradually sounded, the people who have eaten morning tea meet each other to greet each other, the vegetable farmers with fresh vegetables are shouting, the blacksmith opens the door, and the cloth shop loads the goods...... In the noise proves the prosperity of the city, this is Bianzhou.

"Hey, have any of you heard? What kind of good poems did the Tanhualang in the Mingyue Tower make last night? ”

Someone suddenly asked in the Li Ji morning teahouse, and then it was like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, and someone came to chat one after another.

"Yes, Brother Li, have you heard? That Tanhualang is amazing, I heard that one poem a day will never be repeated, and the first poem is regarded as a masterpiece! ”

"But no, I only recently learned from my lady's mouth, and now this Tanhualang is probably famous in Bianzhou."

"This has to ask Brother Wang, Brother Wang heard yesterday that he drank and wrote poems with a few friends in the Mingyue Building!"

"Ouch, drinking can still be reasonable, Brother Zicheng don't mention any more poetry, I didn't believe Brother Wenda's words, yesterday and a few friends wanted to go to Mingyue Tower to try it, who knew that Tanhualang's face could not be seen, there was already a good word hanging on the building of Mingyue Building, alas... I can't bear to say it! A young man in a soap-colored robe sighed repeatedly, his face still a little pale and haggard, it seemed that he must have woken up from a hangover last night and had just woken up for morning tea.

"There's really a new work! Brother Wang said it, let everyone present appreciate it. Known as Zicheng, the son-in-law in an apricot yellow costume coaxed and said.

"That's right, Wang Yun, just say it, so that those of us who don't have the money to enter Mingyue Tower have a long insight."

"Say..."

Several people who were in a hurry suddenly became interested, and they all encouraged the young man named Wang Yun to speak out.

"Then I'll just say it, listen, hum... Hmph...."Wang Yun moistened his throat, and then began to chant loudly: [Huanxi Sha], a new song and a glass of wine, last year's weather was old. When does the sun set? Helplessly, the flowers fell, and the familiar swallow returned. The small garden incense path wanders alone.

Quiet!

By the time Wang Yun finished chanting, the surroundings had fallen into absolute silence, and even the little two who ran the hall were frowning and thinking about it in their hearts!

"Wonderful!" Suddenly, someone slapped the table heavily, shaking the tea on the table and almost jumping out of the cup, which also broke the quiet atmosphere, "It's really talented." ”

"yes, what a word!"

"Good words, the first chapter of the Mingyue Building in the flower Lang!

In the seventh year of Da Zhao, there was a loud bang in the sky, and the citizens of Bianzhou City were surprised to see a skyfire meteor piercing the dark sky and exploding with a loud bang on the outskirts of the city. In the early morning of the next day, the city guard of Bianzhou took people out of the city to check...

months later.

Facing the faint morning light, the prosperity of Bianzhou City opens a new day's picture. The candles in the inns in the city have not been extinguished, the cries of the peddlers' pawns have gradually sounded, the people who have eaten morning tea meet each other to greet each other, the vegetable farmers with fresh vegetables are shouting, the blacksmith opens the door, and the cloth shop loads the goods...... In the noise proves the prosperity of the city, this is Bianzhou.

"Hey, have any of you heard? What kind of good poems did the Tanhualang in the Mingyue Tower make last night? ”

Someone suddenly asked in the Li Ji morning teahouse, and then it was like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, and someone came to chat one after another.

"Yes, Brother Li, have you heard? That Tanhualang is amazing, I heard that one poem a day will never be repeated, and the first poem is regarded as a masterpiece! ”

"But no, I only recently learned from my lady's mouth, and now this Tanhualang is probably famous in Bianzhou."

"This has to ask Brother Wang, Brother Wang heard yesterday that he drank and wrote poems with a few friends in the Mingyue Building!"

"Ouch, drinking can still be reasonable, Brother Zicheng don't mention any more poetry, I didn't believe Brother Wenda's words, yesterday and a few friends wanted to go to Mingyue Tower to try it, who knew that Tanhualang's face could not be seen, there was already a good word hanging on the building of Mingyue Building, alas... I can't bear to say it! A young man in a soap-colored robe sighed repeatedly, his face still a little pale and haggard, it seemed that he must have woken up from a hangover last night and had just woken up for morning tea.

"There's really a new work! Brother Wang said it, let everyone present appreciate it. Known as Zicheng, the son-in-law in an apricot yellow costume coaxed and said.

"That's right, Wang Yun, just say it, so that those of us who don't have the money to enter Mingyue Tower have a long insight."

"Say..."

Several people who were in a hurry suddenly became interested, and they all encouraged the young man named Wang Yun to speak out.

"Then I'll just say it, listen, hum... Hmph...."Wang Yun moistened his throat, and then began to chant loudly: [Huanxi Sha], a new song and a glass of wine, last year's weather was old. When does the sun set? Helplessly, the flowers fell, and the familiar swallow returned. The small garden incense path wanders alone.

Quiet!

By the time Wang Yun finished chanting, the surroundings had fallen into absolute silence, and even the little two who ran the hall were frowning and thinking about it in their hearts!

"Wonderful!" Suddenly, someone slapped the table heavily, shaking the tea on the table and almost jumping out of the cup, which also broke the quiet atmosphere, "It's really talented." ”

"yes, what a word!"

"Good words, the first chapter of the Mingyue Building in the flower Lang!

In the seventh year of Da Zhao, there was a loud bang in the sky, and the citizens of Bianzhou City were surprised to see a skyfire meteor piercing the dark sky and exploding with a loud bang on the outskirts of the city. In the early morning of the next day, the city guard of Bianzhou took people out of the city to check...

months later.

Facing the faint morning light, the prosperity of Bianzhou City opens a new day's picture. The candles in the inns in the city have not been extinguished, the cries of the peddlers' pawns have gradually sounded, the people who have eaten morning tea meet each other to greet each other, the vegetable farmers with fresh vegetables are shouting, the blacksmith opens the door, and the cloth shop loads the goods...... In the noise proves the prosperity of the city, this is Bianzhou.

"Hey, have any of you heard? What kind of good poems did the Tanhualang in the Mingyue Tower make last night? ”

Someone suddenly asked in the Li Ji morning teahouse, and then it was like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, and someone came to chat one after another.

"Yes, Brother Li, have you heard? That Tanhualang is amazing, I heard that one poem a day will never be repeated, and the first poem is regarded as a masterpiece! ”

"But no, I only recently learned from my lady's mouth, and now this Tanhualang is probably famous in Bianzhou."

"This has to ask Brother Wang, Brother Wang heard yesterday that he drank and wrote poems with a few friends in the Mingyue Building!"

"Ouch, drinking can still be reasonable, Brother Zicheng don't mention any more poetry, I didn't believe Brother Wenda's words, yesterday and a few friends wanted to go to Mingyue Tower to try it, who knew that Tanhualang's face could not be seen, there was already a good word hanging on the building of Mingyue Building, alas... I can't bear to say it! A young man in a soap-colored robe sighed repeatedly, his face still a little pale and haggard, it seemed that he must have woken up from a hangover last night and had just woken up for morning tea.

"There's really a new work! Brother Wang said it, let everyone present appreciate it. Known as Zicheng, the son-in-law in an apricot yellow costume coaxed and said.

"That's right, Wang Yun, just say it, so that those of us who don't have the money to enter Mingyue Tower have a long insight."

"Say..."

Several people who were in a hurry suddenly became interested, and they all encouraged the young man named Wang Yun to speak out.

"Then I'll just say it, listen, hum... Hmph...."Wang Yun moistened his throat, and then began to chant loudly: [Huanxi Sha], a new song and a glass of wine, last year's weather was old. When does the sun set? Helplessly, the flowers fell, and the familiar swallow returned. The small garden incense path wanders alone.

Quiet!

By the time Wang Yun finished chanting, the surroundings had fallen into absolute silence, and even the little two who ran the hall were frowning and thinking about it in their hearts!

"Wonderful!" Suddenly, someone slapped the table heavily, shaking the tea on the table and almost jumping out of the cup, which also broke the quiet atmosphere, "It's really talented." ”

"yes, what a word!"

"Good words, the first chapter of the Mingyue Building in the flower Lang!

In the seventh year of Da Zhao, there was a loud bang in the sky, and the citizens of Bianzhou City were surprised to see a skyfire meteor piercing the dark sky and exploding with a loud bang on the outskirts of the city. In the early morning of the next day, the city guard of Bianzhou took people out of the city to check...

months later.

Facing the faint morning light, the prosperity of Bianzhou City opens a new day's picture. The candles in the inns in the city have not been extinguished, the cries of the peddlers' pawns have gradually sounded, the people who have eaten morning tea meet each other to greet each other, the vegetable farmers with fresh vegetables are shouting, the blacksmith opens the door, and the cloth shop loads the goods...... In the noise proves the prosperity of the city, this is Bianzhou.

"Hey, have any of you heard? What kind of good poems did the Tanhualang in the Mingyue Tower make last night? ”

Someone suddenly asked in the Li Ji morning teahouse, and then it was like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, and someone came to chat one after another.

"Yes, Brother Li, have you heard? That Tanhualang is amazing, I heard that one poem a day will never be repeated, and the first poem is regarded as a masterpiece! ”

"But no, I only recently learned from my lady's mouth, and now this Tanhualang is probably famous in Bianzhou."

"This has to ask Brother Wang, Brother Wang heard yesterday that he drank and wrote poems with a few friends in the Mingyue Building!"

"Ouch, drinking can still be reasonable, Brother Zicheng don't mention any more poetry, I didn't believe Brother Wenda's words, yesterday and a few friends wanted to go to Mingyue Tower to try it, who knew that Tanhualang's face could not be seen, there was already a good word hanging on the building of Mingyue Building, alas... I can't bear to say it! A young man in a soap-colored robe sighed repeatedly, his face still a little pale and haggard, it seemed that he must have woken up from a hangover last night and had just woken up for morning tea.

"There's really a new work! Brother Wang said it, let everyone present appreciate it. Known as Zicheng, the son-in-law in an apricot yellow costume coaxed and said.

"That's right, Wang Yun, just say it, so that those of us who don't have the money to enter Mingyue Tower have a long insight."

"Say..."

Several people who were in a hurry suddenly became interested, and they all encouraged the young man named Wang Yun to speak out.

"Then I'll just say it, listen, hum... Hmph...."Wang Yun moistened his throat, and then began to chant loudly: [Huanxi Sha], a new song and a glass of wine, last year's weather was old. When does the sun set? Helplessly, the flowers fell, and the familiar swallow returned. The small garden incense path wanders alone.

Quiet!

By the time Wang Yun finished chanting, the surroundings had fallen into absolute silence, and even the little two who ran the hall were frowning and thinking about it in their hearts!

"Wonderful!" Suddenly, someone slapped the table heavily, shaking the tea on the table and almost jumping out of the cup, which also broke the quiet atmosphere, "It's really talented." ”

"yes, what a word!"

"Good words, the first chapter of the Mingyue Building in the flower Lang!

In the seventh year of Da Zhao, there was a loud bang in the sky, and the citizens of Bianzhou City were surprised to see a skyfire meteor piercing the dark sky and exploding with a loud bang on the outskirts of the city. In the early morning of the next day, the city guard of Bianzhou took people out of the city to check...

months later.

Facing the faint morning light, the prosperity of Bianzhou City opens a new day's picture. The candles in the inns in the city have not been extinguished, the cries of the peddlers' pawns have gradually sounded, the people who have eaten morning tea meet each other to greet each other, the vegetable farmers with fresh vegetables are shouting, the blacksmith opens the door, and the cloth shop loads the goods...... In the noise proves the prosperity of the city, this is Bianzhou.

"Hey, have any of you heard? What kind of good poems did the Tanhualang in the Mingyue Tower make last night? ”

Someone suddenly asked in the Li Ji morning teahouse, and then it was like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, and someone came to chat one after another.

"Yes, Brother Li, have you heard? That Tanhualang is amazing, I heard that one poem a day will never be repeated, and the first poem is regarded as a masterpiece! ”

"But no, I only recently learned from my lady's mouth, and now this Tanhualang is probably famous in Bianzhou."

"This has to ask Brother Wang, Brother Wang heard yesterday that he drank and wrote poems with a few friends in the Mingyue Building!"

"Ouch, drinking can still be reasonable, Brother Zicheng don't mention any more poetry, I didn't believe Brother Wenda's words, yesterday and a few friends wanted to go to Mingyue Tower to try it, who knew that Tanhualang's face could not be seen, there was already a good word hanging on the building of Mingyue Building, alas... I can't bear to say it! A young man in a soap-colored robe sighed repeatedly, his face still a little pale and haggard, it seemed that he must have woken up from a hangover last night and had just woken up for morning tea.

"There's really a new work! Brother Wang said it, let everyone present appreciate it. Known as Zicheng, the son-in-law in an apricot yellow costume coaxed and said.

"That's right, Wang Yun, just say it, so that those of us who don't have the money to enter Mingyue Tower have a long insight."

"Say..."

Several people who were in a hurry suddenly became interested, and they all encouraged the young man named Wang Yun to speak out.

"Then I'll just say it, listen, hum... Hmph...."Wang Yun moistened his throat, and then began to chant loudly: [Huanxi Sha], a new song and a glass of wine, last year's weather was old. When does the sun set? Helplessly, the flowers fell, and the familiar swallow returned. The small garden incense path wanders alone.

Quiet!

By the time Wang Yun finished chanting, the surroundings had fallen into absolute silence, and even the little two who ran the hall were frowning and thinking about it in their hearts!

"Wonderful!" Suddenly, someone slapped the table heavily, shaking the tea on the table and almost jumping out of the cup, which also broke the quiet atmosphere, "It's really talented." ”

"yes, what a word!"

"Good words,

(Tianjin)