Step Down, Let Me Come!

Chapter 80: 080 County Government [asking for monthly ticket]

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The sun is very strong in the afternoon and the autumn heat is also annoying.

The golden sun hangs high in the sky, making people feel sleepy and lazy and unwilling to move.

Shen Tang was like a wilted vegetable leaf, leaning listlessly with his eyes slightly squinting, gradually becoming sleepy.

But soon, business started coming in.

Boom boom boom!

The man tapped the wooden stool with his fingers and shouted impatiently, "Wine seller, wake up, how much is your wine?"

Shen Tang's sleepiness disappeared, and she hooked her fingers to lift up the brim of her bamboo hat, revealing a beautiful and pretty face. The man looked at her face, swept away the impatience between his eyebrows, and stared at her face directly, and even his voice couldn't help but be a little greasy.

"Young lady, how much is this wine?"

Shen Tang looked lazy: "A jar of wine is 2 jins and 450 wen, and a jar of other wine is 2 jins and 300 wen. No bargaining."

Because of this cheap face, the visitor was not displeased because Shen Tang was too lazy to stand up and greet him. But when he heard the price of the wine she quoted, he immediately raised his eyes in anger: "Wow, you are a wine seller walking around the streets, who knows how much water is mixed in the wine you sell? You want 450 coins just by opening your mouth, and it's wine? You are a peasant, I'm afraid you haven't even seen grapes!"

Shen Tang was not polite: "If you want to buy, buy it. If not, leave."

The visitor seemed to have not expected Shen Tang to have this reaction.

In his past experience, vendors would automatically bow down to him when they saw him, either flattering him with nice words or offering discounts by selling at a discount price, but they would never rush him out. He immediately felt a little embarrassed and angrily asked, "Do you know who I am?"

Shen Tang took a careful look.

He shook his head honestly: "I don't know him."

When the man heard that Shen Tang was new, he felt relieved.

He said, "I am a servant of the county government."

The housekeeper in charge of purchasing for the mansion is his uncle.

Shen Tang nodded to indicate that he understood.

This person is still waiting for Shen Tang's "respect".

Not to mention free gifts, but buy one get one free. Only by building good relationships can we do business in this area safely. But this young man didn't show any reaction, and even looked at him and asked why he was still standing there. If you can't afford it, don't block other people's stalls and delay business.

He was too embarrassed to make a scene, but he didn't dare to make a scene.

After all, the county government was not far away, and their county governor had a bad temper and didn't like his subordinates to cause trouble for him. He usually relied on the county government to bully ordinary vendors, and he didn't care if they took advantage of him, but if the matter got out of hand, he would punish them with a stick and sell them off.

Shen Tang asked with a smile: "Sir, do you still want to buy it?"

Seeing that he couldn't get any advantage, the man paid reluctantly.

When you open one of the jars, the rich aroma of wine hits your nose.

This man served in the county government, and occasionally when the government held a banquet, the leftovers were sent to the kitchen, and he could drink a few sips of fine wine and taste a few bites of delicacies. He still had a certain taste. If every jar was of this quality, he would make a profit, and he could say he made ten taels when he reported it later.

"How much of this wine do you have left?"

Shen Tang said: "As many as you want."

"You are so arrogant. How much inventory can a small wine workshop like yours have?" He put the cork back on with disdain. His movements were honest. He cleared all the wine on Shen Tang's bench in one breath. He was sure that every jar was a good wine with a strong aroma. Only then did he feel at ease to pay. When calculating the money, he wanted to take advantage of even the slightest bit of money. "You wait here for news. If the owner is satisfied, I'll take all the rest."

Shen Tang asked: "Is your master the county governor?"

The man snorted proudly, "Who else could it be? Little girl, if your wine is appreciated, you will be rich in the future."

Shen Tang lowered his eyes and smiled faintly without saying anything.

I don't know if she is developed or not, but -

Just as she was about to complain, a particularly different gaze fell on her. Shen Tang subconsciously looked in that direction and happened to see a window door that was closed by chance. Shen Tang frowned, dismissed the extra thoughts, filled the empty wine jar with wine and continued to set up the stall.

at the same time-

Gu Chi stood by the window, watching the roommate take down the fork that was holding up the window, and said meaningfully, "He was discovered."

"You've regressed, Gu Wangchao. Is this all you can do as a scholar?" The man who took off the pitchfork had an ordinary face that could be lost in a crowd. Even his voice was common. If there was anything special about him, it was his temperament.

"Qi Yuanliang, why don't you show your true appearance? This is a private room, not in broad daylight. Why do you have to keep hiding and make yourself look shameful?" Hearing the "way of the scholar", Gu Chi's face turned slightly pale, and then relaxed.

He also has leverage over Qi Shan, so he's not afraid.

Yes, pray for goodness.

The man activated Wen Xin and raised his hand to brush his face, revealing a face that Shen Tang was familiar with, and his voice also changed.

"I'm used to it. Better safe than sorry."

Having received an unfriendly letter from Gu Chi, he disguised himself to meet a "friend". Although he called him a "friend", he actually had no relationship with Gu Chi and did not know the other party's intentions. He was also afraid that the robbery of tax silver would cause complications, so after much hesitation, he decided to "go to the meeting alone".

I just didn't expect -

Mr. Shen would be selling wine not far downstairs.

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but sigh.

How obsessed is Mr. Shen with setting up stalls

If he hadn't known it was a coincidence, he would have suspected that this guy had followed him here. Coincidentally, he had a lot to say, and he stood out among the crowd of people because of his talkativeness and was discovered by Gu Chi.

I never expected this.

What he didn't expect was that Young Master Shen made such rapid progress that he could detect Gu Chi's prying eyes. If Qi Shan hadn't picked up the pitchfork quickly, he would have been exposed.

"If you are so cautious, why did you come to Xiaocheng?"

Qi Shan replied, "It is appropriate to ask you this question."

The two looked at each other in silence - they had to admit that they both had ulterior motives and no one was more innocent than the other.

They have only heard of each other in name only.

But their "name" -

It's probably about half a catty and eight ounces.

In the current situation, no one wants to confront the other. If both sides can win, avoid each other and achieve their respective goals, that would be the best. If not, don't fight to the point of both sides being hurt and letting others take advantage.

Gu Chi was the first to break the silence.

"In the interest of fairness, one question per person?"

Qishan said: "Yes."

Let me explain this on two sides.

There was smoke everywhere on their side, and the situation in the county government was not peaceful either.

The county magistrate was a surprisingly young middle-aged man, looking to be in his early thirties, with no roots and a foreigner. To be able to climb to such a high position at this age, who wouldn't say it was amazing!

Definitely someone else's child.

At this moment, this child from another family was respectfully entertaining the distinguished guest. Although he was called a distinguished guest, his clothes were not even as good as those of the county government servants. He was wearing a patched coarse linen shirt, and his brows showed fatigue after a long journey. His hair was gray and his face was weather-beaten. He was accompanied by a boy of about six years old.

The boy is as delicate as a piece of jade and has an innocent look.

He sat obediently beside the distinguished guest, taking small bites and chewing the soft, glutinous and delicate pastry with concentration, as if it were delicacies from land and sea, and he didn't care about the adults' hypocrisy at all.

The county magistrate's eyes twitched slightly.

It's naive, but it's really cruel.

Thinking of how the gatekeeper of the county government tried to push the distinguished guest down the stone steps without any sense of severity, but was shot in the leg by the boy, who pointed the gun at his forehead to warn him with such an innocent expression, the county magistrate felt a chill in his heart.

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