The owner of the shop next door became excited when he heard this.
He stuck his head out to "tease" the guest, speaking disdainfully: "Hey, an old man like you can tell the difference between things that only nobles have?"
Another customer who came to buy meat agreed.
"Maybe I've met too many 'noble people' in this building..."
Facing the somewhat malicious teasing from people around him, the guest remained expressionless, and his eyes, which had seen a lot, were filled with peace.
The butcher found it irritating.
He held a boning knife in his hand and pretended to chase people away.
With a fierce look on his face, he said, "Go away, don't come here and ruin my business. Do you want to be beaten? If not, go stand somewhere else."
The other spectators felt bored and dispersed.
Although the butcher does dirty and tiring work, he has the best and most affluent family on the street, and his words carry some weight - ordinary people can only afford to eat meat during festivals, but the butcher can eat meat every now and then, and the dishes are full of oil.
Neighbors didn't dare to offend him easily.
After the onlookers dispersed, the butcher asked the customer, "Old man, was what you just said true?"
The guest smiled and said, "Of course it's true."
The butcher smacked his lips for a moment and asked, "How did you know?"
He was also quite curious about how this old man could recognize from a distance that it was a Wenxin monogram instead of an ordinary accessory.
The customer tapped the butcher's auger with his fingers and said with a smile, "That's not important. What's important is that you have to accept the loss if you lose."
"Okay, okay, if I lose, that's a happy event! I'll go get you two ounces of old wine to go with your food..." The butcher waved his hand indifferently. He had a high-paying job and didn't mind the "gambling money". While waiting, the butcher bent his arms and supported the eucalyptus, chatting with the customer, "Hey, old man, I hear you talk sourly, have you really been to school?"
The guest said, "I know a few words."
The butcher became excited when he heard this, and slapped his head: "Old man, you also know that my child is about to start to learn..."
The guest asked him calmly, "Do you want your child to study?"
The butcher nodded and said, "You don't need to teach him many words. I don't expect him to become an official. How can someone like me become an official? Just teach him a few words, or he will be cheated in the future. I will give him my shop..."
"What if your child has literary or martial courage? Will you support him? If a literary person cultivates literature, and a martial person cultivates his body, it will cost you all your family's wealth."
The butcher felt that the old man was teasing him, so he curled his lips and lowered his head to cut the meat: "Just the likes of us? My kid is not worthy of you, just follow me and learn how to butcher meat..."
In his memory, those who had the Wenxin flower seal or Wudan tiger seal were all nobles. They were either powerful or wealthy. In short, they were the best of the best. These people could fly over eaves and walls, and create something out of nothing. That was a skill only gods could have.
They are just ordinary people rolling around in the mud.
He is a butcher, and his son must also be a butcher.
Anything else
How dare I expect so much.
The guest looked at the butcher calmly, not even daring to daydream, feeling unhappy.
He sighed and said: "The legacy of the past generations..."
The butcher didn't understand: "What is that?"
"It means that a son inherits his father's business." The guest explained, "The son of a good blacksmith must learn to make fur coats; the son of a good archer must learn to make winnowing baskets."
The butcher was even more confused, but he was certain of one thing—this old man could really read, and probably knew a lot!
So he became more confused.
Who doesn’t respect literate people these days
The old man wouldn't have ended up like this if he had just gone out to teach kids how to read and write, so how come he was bought back by Yuehua Tower to work as a kitchen boy
The butcher was confused, but the customer didn't want to talk much, and since business was coming, he had to put aside his thoughts.
He thought of taking the child to find the old thing at night, and bringing two more pounds of good meat, so that he would not be afraid of getting sick after eating water all day.
At the same time, the gangsters also took Shen Tang away.
He first walked along the main road for a while, and when Chen Tang's attention was diverted and he was no longer on guard, he suggested taking a shortcut into the alley.
The further we walked, the more remote it became, and the quieter it became.
Chen Tang finally felt somewhat visibly uneasy.
Ask the man, "How far is it to the inn?"
The man replied: "Soon."
After going around two more alleys, Shen Tang asked again.
"Are you sure you're not going the wrong way?"
The man was impatient. At this time, there were only a few steps left to the destination. He felt that he had nothing to fear, and raised his voice several times to intimidate Shen Tang: "You said it will be soon, why are you so anxious, young lady?"
Chen Tang noticed something was wrong and said in a panic: "I want to go back..."
The man chuckled and refused to stop: "It's too late!"
He kicked the door open and said to the yard, "Business is coming."
It was a very remote and dirty courtyard. The cracks in the walls were covered with weeds, and one could faintly hear voices of conversation coming from inside the courtyard.
Chen Tang pretended to climb off the back of the motorcycle and escape.
As soon as she landed, before she could stand firmly, the man pushed her hard into the yard. She lost her balance, stumbled hard, and turned her head in fear to look at the man and woman walking out of the yard.
The woman said: "What a pretty lady! Lai Tou, where did you get her from? Look at her delicate skin and tender flesh..."
As he said this, he even raised his hand to pinch Chen Tang's face.
Chen Tang dodged in panic, glaring at the man named "Lai Tou": "You, you, you, you weren't called here by Yuan Liang?"
Lai Tou ignored Chen Tang and replied, "He followed me obediently after just a few words. He is good-looking but not smart."
The man next to the woman came closer to look at Chen Tang's face. Chen Tang stepped back timidly, feeling terrified and about to cry.
The man licked his lips and snorted, "What's the use of a girl's brain? If a woman had brains, how would we do business? Take her to Yuehua Tower later, they've been urging for good stuff."
The woman ignored her companion's map cannon and said, "Yuehua Tower? Aren't there only young men in that tower? Why would we need a maid there?"
Lai Tou and the man looked at each other and smiled.
The vulgarity flowed between the two of them, and everything was self-evident.
"You don't understand. If they come to us and ask for the goods, we just give them to them."
"That's right, women should mind their own business."
Lai Tou pushed Chen Tang's shoulders, preparing to lock her up in a dark, dirty, and stinking little room.
Chen Tang misstepped and dodged.
Shame and anger, gnashing teeth: "How dare you sell me out?"
The woman sneered, her eyes suddenly sharp, and she was about to pinch Chen Tang's flesh, threatening: "Don't say you are a little bitch, even if the wife of the king's father comes, we can sell her. Be honest! Otherwise, you will be in trouble!"
Chen Tang dodged around the pillar, his eyes reddening as he swung, and he cursed, "Aren't you afraid of God's retribution for doing this?"
Seeing that Chen Tang was getting more and more excited, the three of them prepared to work together to catch her and give her a good beating to teach her a lesson.
"Retribution?" Lai Tou cursed, "I am God!"
"Qi Yuanliang save me!"
The man said: "No one will save you even if you scream your lungs out!"
This little girl is really good at running, as slippery as a loach.
“I’m so scared!”
Chen Tang's voice was filled with tears.
The yard was so small that Chen Tang was soon cornered by the three men. The young lady, who was almost about to cry, shrank her shoulders.
The next moment, the fear on his face disappeared.
"No way!"
Use the wall to gain leverage and then sweep sideways with your long legs.