Song Zhi stood up and took a few steps back.
A few minutes away from Master Tao.
He lowered his head and insisted: "Song knows the intention of class leader Tao, and also knows that you are for my own good, but let me think about it before answering you."
Lao Tao frowned and sighed. It was not easy to persuade him any more, so he had to say, "That's fine, but if you promise me, you must think about it."
"Definitely."
So Song Zhi left.
If he stayed any longer, he might be forced to paint by Lao Tao.
That still makes
It's not good for Tao troupe to hold him anymore, so as not to backfire. He can only hope that Song Zhinian will sign the contract in the past.
The office worker came in and asked, "Master, how is it? Did Mr. Song sign it?"
"He still has to think about it."
"Think about it? Which storyteller has this kind of treatment?"
The troupe leader Tao sighed again and instructed: "Anyway, keep an eye on it, don't let those troupes go to Song Zhi."
The person who was doing the work responded: "Okay, I'll watch it now!"
Pull your legs and go.
Song Zhi breathed a sigh of relief as soon as he left the door of Zhao Jiaban.
He took the five taels of silver in his arms and went to the street, ready to buy some firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, and tea.
After counting the expenses of the silver all the way, he has already arrived at the grocery store.
Wandering around in it, the selection of chai, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea is complete.
"A tael of silver," said the shopkeeper.
"Okay, I'll give you the money, don't worry."
Song Zhi took out the money, opened his sack, and was about to pay—
Suddenly, a figure flashed behind him, and a hand reached out to him from behind and grabbed the coarse cloth bag he was holding the silver in.
Pull hard!
The heavy five taels of silver were robbed from his hands like this.
Those five taels of silver are not yet warm!
He was stunned and didn't respond.
Stand still for a while.
Until the shopkeeper of the grocery store patted him on the shoulder and said, "Sir, your money has been stolen."
stolen
"Oops!"
He spread his empty hands and patted his thighs.
Finally reacted.
"Catch the thief!"
He quickly grabbed his robe and chased after him.
The silver robbers quickly ran forward in the crowd, walking as fast as they could.
Song Zhi was a scholar after all. He usually walked slowly and gracefully, but no one walked fast even when he ran.
c "Catch the thief! Catch the thief!" He shouted desperately at the top of his voice.
But out of breath!
sweating a lot.
The people around were indifferent, doing whatever they had to do, as if they didn't hear him shouting.
After all, Song Zhi's voice was too soft!
He passed through the crowd, chased a short distance, and watched the little thief run farther and farther...
about to disappear.
My fifty taels of silver!
How many days and nights are written in the book in exchange for the money.
The cooked duck just flew away.
He stopped, gasping for breath while leaning on the stake beside him.
Not chasing, not chasing anything.
abruptly—
A figure flew from a distance, and the person who came kicked the little thief on the back.
Very cruel!
"what!"
After the thief screamed, he threw himself to the ground, and as soon as he stood up, he kicked his chest with one foot and pressed him to the ground.
"Master, please forgive me."
Jing Rong's eyes narrowed: "I haven't handed over the things yet."
"Come on, I'll do it right now."
The thief took out all the five taels of silver he had stolen.
Jing Rong grabbed the silver and weighed it a few times in his hand.
Not much money!
At this moment, Bai Yin had already come over on horseback, and after dismounting, he dragged the thief up and scolded: "Be honest."
"Master, forgive me, I don't dare anymore, please forgive me."
"I'll send you to see an official later, and I'll keep you for ten or eight years."
"Uh!"
The thief fainted.
Song Zhi ran over panting: "This... this..."
He didn't say a word.
Jing Rong looked at the gentle, plainly dressed man in front of her and asked, "Is it yours?"
"Yes... much... thank you for this strong man."
"See if it's missing."
Jing Rong handed him the silver.
Song Zhi took it and counted: "Fortunately, fortunately, there are no less."
relieved!
Jing Rong: "It's fine, just be careful in the future."
"Yes, thank you brave man."
"No need to say thanks."
Taking advantage of Bai Yin's inattentiveness, the little thief made a last attempt, turned around, and ran away.
Bai Yin was about to chase, but was stopped by Jing Rong, and whispered, "Forget it, this is not Dalin after all, so be careful."
"Um."
Song Zhi held the silver, and when he was relieved, he handed over to Jingrong and thanked him repeatedly: "The strong man has helped, and it is really impossible to return the silver taels from below."
Jing Rong said: "It's just a matter of hand, but you should pay attention to yourself in the future."
"Definitely."
Ji Yunshu was in the carriage, and when he heard movement outside, he leaned out to look.
Just saw Jing Rong and Bai Yin talking to a man. The man tucked his hands into the front of his shirt, very polite. Although he was not well dressed, he still had a strong character. At first glance, he looked like a handsome young man. , I always feel that there are so many similarities, as if I have seen them somewhere.
After Jing Rong and Song Zhi said a few words, they explained that Bai Yin was staying at an inn next to him.
The carriage team stopped outside the inn, Ji Yunshu got off the carriage, and the feeling of landing on his feet was really relaxing.
She is dressed in men's clothes and looks handsome, which naturally attracts a lot of attention. In addition, she is dressed in Dalinren's clothes, which makes her even more eye-catching.
Jing Rong said, "Just stay here tonight."
Ji Yunshu nodded: "Yes."
When a few people were about to go in, Song Zhi walked over and asked, "How many heroes do you want to eat?"
Um
how? Are you going to get a table
Jing Rong frowned slightly, and deliberately pulled Ji Yunshu behind her before asking, "Is there anything else you need to do, son?"
Song Zhi smiled sincerely: "Just now, the strong man got the money back for me. I would like to invite everyone to a meal to express my gratitude."
"It's all said to be an effort, so don't be so polite."
"If you want, you should consider it as a piece of your heart." Song Zhi held the silver in his hand and said ashamedly, "Although it is a small amount of money, it is still affordable to invite you to a meal."
Jing Rong repeatedly refused, but Song Zhi insisted on inviting them to dinner.
Kindness is hard to persuade!
Jing Rong had to accept it, but explained that his subordinates ate at another table, and the dishes ordered were not Song Zhi's. He also simply ordered a few vegetarian dishes, not meat or wine, so that the scholar's five taels of silver would not be eaten up.
Ji Yunshu looked at Song Zhi in front of him from a close distance. This man was gentle and gentle, and his manners were also very decent, even with a bit of laziness.
Song Zhi asked, "Are you from Dalin?"
Jing Rong nodded: "Yes, you are here to do business." "Oh!" Song Zhi muttered, "Business is good, business is good."