Beloved Husband

Chapter 131: The scumbag champion (5)

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Evening is approaching, but the streets of Donggu County are still lively—people from nearby farms who work in the county will always buy something before going home after work.

Yan Jing rushed to the evening market, bought all the pots and pans, and bought a little rice and meat and vegetables, and the money was almost spent.

It can't go on like this...

Yan Jing put the things he bought into the pot, and walked back with the pot in his hand, thinking about the money-making work he could do as he walked.

When the original owner was thirteen or fourteen years old, he went to the casino, and his job was to help the casino to collect debts.

The casino is very clear about the net worth of the gamblers. When they meet someone with some money in the family, they will encourage them to borrow a lot of money, and then let the thugs come to ask for it, and when the money comes back, the thugs like the original owner can also get a share.

In addition, the original owner can eat for free at the casino, and it's okay to sleep in the casino at night... If it weren't for this, the original owner, who had spent all his money as soon as he got his hands, would not be able to survive long ago!

In fact, doing this job can make a lot of money, but Yan Jing really doesn't want to bully the people.

In this case, if he wants to make money, I am afraid he can only go to the dock in the county town to help people fight sacks.

The original owner started to eat and drink in the casino from the age of thirteen or fourteen, and developed himself into the number one strong man in Donggu County. With such a physique, if you go to the dock to fight sacks, others can only fight one bag, he can fight two bags, and he should be able to make a lot of money, but this can only make him and Wei Lingxiu eat and drink. !

"Big talk!" A voice suddenly sounded.

Yan Jing turned his head and saw a steward of the casino where the original owner worked was looking at him with a smoking gun, and replied with a smile, "Steward Li."

Li Guanshi was chubby and looked very kind. He squeezed a small pinch of shredded tobacco from his pocket and put it into his bong. The steward still liked Yan Da very much. In the past, if he asked Yan Da to ask for the account, there was nothing he could not ask for. In a better time, he would reward Yan Da with money, and it would be in the hands of the casino in two days.

In the past few months, Yan has a lot of money, and even lost seven or eight hundred taels of money in the casino... Who doesn't like such a person

"Steward Li, there is someone in my family. I won't come tonight, and I won't come in the future." Yan Jing smiled naively: "I want to live a good life."

These days, those who can open casinos have a bit of background. There is someone behind the casino where the original owner worked. It is the Li family in Donggu County that is no weaker than the Wei family.

Over the years, the Li family has been more powerful than the Wei family—the head of Donggu County is the Li family.

In addition, the Li family Ding Xingwang, and many of the small officials in the county government are all from the Li family.

It is because of this that the Li family can open the casino so big, and because of this, the Li family has some rules, such as stipulating that thugs like the original owner can use various means when they want debts, but they can't usually deal with ordinary people. Do it, so as not to cause something to happen, which will affect the casino, and then the Li family.

Even if it is a debt, such as human life, it will never be allowed.

The Li family pays attention to long-term development, but they don't want to cause public resentment.

For the thugs of the casino like the original owner, the casino will not make a contract with them, and basically they come and go freely.

At this moment, Yanjing said that he wanted to live a good life, but Steward Li was a little surprised: "Are you going to live with that young master Wei?"

The Li family and the Wei family didn't get along very well, so the young master of the Wei family ran away with Yanjing... Steward Li watched the show with a smile, but Yanjing said he wanted to live a good life with the young master Wei, but he didn't believe it anyway.

He felt that Yan Jing was just getting along with people and was willing to listen to a few words from people. As for the future...

Many gamblers have been fresh with their new daughter-in-law for a few months, and after being managed for a few months, they come to the casino again, and it is not uncommon for them to sell their daughter-in-law in the end.

Isn't this big girl sold

"Yes." Yan Jing smiled.

"Then you have a good life. When you want to come back, come back again." Li Guanshi squeezed another pinch of shredded tobacco, and looked even more kind.

Yan Jing talked to Manager Li and ran home with the pot.

It took him another quarter of an hour to go home, running hungry, and when he arrived at the door, he saw a lot of people surrounded by his house, all of them looking at his house curiously.

However, as soon as Yan Jing came, these people ran away immediately, and one of the children fell while running, ignoring the mother.

The child didn't cry, got up and continued to run.

Yan Jingze: "…"

When Yan Jing entered the room, he saw Wei Lingxiu sitting dazedly on the paved bed. When he saw him, his expression became vivid: "Brother Yan, you are back!"

"Well, I'm back." Yan Jing took out a warm bun wrapped in oiled paper from his arms: "I bought a meat bun, eat it quickly."

There were only two meat buns, Wei Lingxiu took one, but Yanjing shoved the other into his hand: "It's all for you, I've eaten it."

He hasn't actually eaten it, but he's too poor now, so he doesn't eat meat buns anymore.

He had to eat ten of these meat buns to be full.

Although Wei Lingxiu was not well-received at home before, he really had plenty to eat. At least he could eat this kind of meat buns if he wanted to.

I didn't think much about it at this time, I just started eating slowly.

He had no appetite at first, but when he was eating, Yan Jing had been busy in and out of the house. As he watched, his appetite suddenly improved. After eating the two buns, he was a little thirsty again.

Where to go to drink water

Wei Lingxiu was at a loss, while Yanjing boiled the water.

He also brought the teapot and cup in Wei Lingxiu's room. He scooped water from the pot with a gourd scoop and gave Wei Lingxiu a pot of water: "Be careful of scalding."

"Yeah." Wei Lingxiu smiled at Yan Jing. His smile looked sweet, but he lost his domineering look.

Yan Jing felt distressed again.

It was getting late and it was getting dark, so Yanjing asked Wei Lingxiu to go to bed earlier - he gave Wei Lingxiu the arranged bedroom to sleep, saying that he lived in another room.

But Wei Lingxiu went to sleep, but instead of going to sleep, he went out.

He bought a pot today. The farmer he bought was short of money to take the old pot from the pawnshop. He saved the trouble of boiling the pot and could use it directly, so he could boil the water as soon as it came up. Run out.

He took the person he liked home, and he was a little excited. He couldn't fall asleep left and right. Why don't he go out and chop wood!

When Wei Lingxiu was silent in the house, Yan Jing went out empty-handed.

He didn't have a knife for chopping wood in his house, but fortunately, his arm strength was amazing, and the firewood could be broken and brought back.

After such a tossing, it was almost midnight, and Yan Jing went home with a bundle of firewood and made a fire to cook.

He was very hungry and had to eat something.

As for what to eat... When Yanjing bought food before, he bought two kinds.

One is new rice that is more expensive and has been hulled cleanly, and the other is cheap old rice.

Put water and Chen rice in the pot, and Yanjing cooks it. When it's done, he washes another pickle and eats it directly by the pot.

After eating half a pot of porridge, he went out quietly and continued to chop wood. He also thought about getting some wood and bamboo to repair the roof of his house.

After he left, Wei Lingxiu came out of the room and walked towards the kitchen.

He experienced being kicked out of the house during the day. Although he fell asleep at night, he was awakened from a dream in the middle of the night.

As soon as he woke up, he heard a rustling noise outside. In the middle of the night, what was Yan Da doing

The house where Wei Lingxiu lives is next to the main room, which is the best house in the family, but the "wall" made of wood and bamboo above the mud wall is also tattered and has many gaps.

Wei Lingxiu moved a stool and looked at the main room from the entrance of the cave.

The moon is bright today, the door of the main room is wide open again, and the situation in the room can be seen at a glance.

The Yan family's kitchen is connected. He saw that Yan Jing was cooking, and after finishing the meal, he was eating quietly. Looking at it, he should be eating porridge.

Didn't Yan Jing say that he had eaten at night? Why do you get up in the middle of the night to make porridge again

Wei Lingxiu was very curious, and when Yanjing left, he went out and quietly entered the kitchen.

There is still half a pot of porridge in the pot, and a few pickles next to it.

Wei Lingxiu scooped up a little of the porridge with the gourd scoop Yanjing Ze used to scoop the porridge, and he felt that the porridge was mixed with rice husks, which made his throat strain.

If Yan Da had eaten steamed buns, he would definitely not have to cook such porridge in the middle of the night... Wei Lingxiu went back to his room, his heart was sour and he threw himself on the bed and cried.

I cried and cried, and fell asleep again.

Although he cried a lot, when Wei Lingxiu woke up the next morning, he was in good spirits, probably because the depression in his heart had completely dissipated.

The dazzling sunlight has penetrated through the hole in the roof, I am afraid it is not too early!

Wei Lingxiu jumped up abruptly, put on his clothes and opened the door to go out. He saw Yan Jing chopping bamboo with a hatchet outside the house.

Yan Jing was busy last night and went home in the morning. He first ate half a pot of porridge left over from yesterday, then cooked the porridge for Wei Lingxiu, and then went to the village chief's house to borrow tools such as an axe .

The village chief did not dare not to borrow it, so at this moment, Yan Jing was chopping bamboo, planning to repair the house after weaving the bamboo pieces together.

"Ling Xiu, are you awake? There is porridge in the pot. I've already eaten it. That's for you." Yan Jing smiled.

Wei Lingxiu was ready to endure hardship with Yan Jingze, and he planned to eat the porridge no matter how unpleasant his throat was.

As a result, he lifted the lid of the pot and saw a pot of white rice porridge. On the steaming rack, he also steamed a bowl of pickles and an egg.

"I didn't do anything delicious, you can eat whatever you want." Yan Jing said.

Wei Lingxiu nodded, his eyes sore again.

The pickles were chopped very finely, and they were steamed with a little oil. It was delicious to eat with white rice porridge. Although the eggs were only steamed in a bowl with water added, most of them were not eaten.

Wei Lingxiu peeled the egg, bit a bit of the egg white and ate it. He went outside again and put the egg to Yan Jingze's mouth. He smiled and said, "I don't like egg yolks, so you can eat it."

"I'll give you scrambled eggs at noon." Yan Jing said, eating the egg yolk in one bite.

Wei Lingxiu ate the egg whites, and the porridge was divided into Yan Jingze, and then began to clean up his desk and took out the contents of his book basket.

In the book basket, there are pen, ink, paper and inkstone. In addition, Yanjing also brought the books and all the copies he used to enlighten him.

Wei Lingxiu thought about it, but he didn't have any way to make money. The only thing he could do was copy books.

At the time, his younger brother teased him for his poor knowledge, saying that he could only read the words and could copy books for some money.

He was also stupid at the time, and even said that even if he didn't study, the Wei family would be his own in the future, and his younger brother had to take the exam to earn his family business...

Who would have thought today

Think about it carefully, among the scholars outside the home, who is like him, who is stared at by his grandmother and copying Buddhist scriptures all day long? People have always only copied those rare books, and they will only copy one for their own reading. Copying more than one copy is afraid of delaying the time for reading.

Wei Lingxiu found a copy of the Three Character Classic and slowly copied it.

He doesn't read much, but he can memorize the Three Character Classic. It's easy to copy it. After copying it, he should be able to exchange some money

While Wei Lingxiu was copying the book, Yan Jing came in.

These days, the status of scholars is very high, and the original owner is also afraid of scholars. Speaking of which, if it was the original owner yesterday, he would definitely not have the guts to threaten a Juren master like him.

And now the way Wei Lingxiu writes, Yanjing thinks it looks even better.

Wei Lingxiu is a scholar, if possible, should he let Wei Lingxiu study

Readers are so popular these days! If Wei Lingxiu is famous, he will definitely be able to live well in the future!

Yan Jing thought so, and leaned over to watch Wei Lingxiu write.

He didn't know any of those characters, but he felt that Wei Lingxiu's writing was particularly good, even better than the ones printed on the book.

Yan Jing is very big and has a strong sense of presence. As he stood beside him, Wei Lingxiu was suddenly flustered, and he wrote a wrong word, which he hadn't found yet.

"You wrote it wrong." Yan Jing pointed to the word.

After being pointed out by Yanjing, Wei Lingxiu realized that he wrote it wrong, and it was a little strange: "How did you see it?" Isn't Yan Da illiterate

"These two words are different." Yan Jing pointed to the "Three Character Classic" that Wei Lingxiu had spread out, and said as a matter of course.