"Boss Xiao Song, Boss Xiao Song!"

Song Nan was practicing calligraphy at the counter of a hot pot restaurant when she heard someone calling her urgently.

Looking up, I saw a man dressed as a waiter.

"Boss Xiao Song, please hurry up to our restaurant and take a look. Shopkeeper Wan Qingsi Song is getting into a fight with someone!"

"what?!"

Song Youliang got into a fight? !

Song Nan immediately took Yunzhong and Song Lin to follow the waiter to their restaurant.

When we arrived at the restaurant, the Yamen servants had already arrived.

In the lobby of the restaurant, a man threw his hands at the official: "Sir, we didn't fight, it was just that the two in-laws were having trouble."

"Shopkeeper, look at how much money you have to pay, tell my sister's brother-in-law, he will definitely not default on it!"

Half of Song Youliang's face was red and swollen, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Who is your in-law? I don't have an in-law like you in my family!"

The man didn't care at all. Instead, he smiled at the onlookers and said:

"Look, I told you that our two families are at odds, right? I said, little brother, your brother's marriage has not been decided yet. Do you still have money to go to a restaurant to eat, drink and listen to books?"

"Why should you go home and fight in someone else's restaurant if you are having trouble?" the officer said impatiently.

Day by day, there was either a theft here or a disturbance there.

Is it enough to cause trouble today, or is it two in-laws making trouble?Their government officials have nothing to do every day, right?Just care about your family affairs?

Seeing that the official misunderstood, Song Youliang said word by word:

"Lord Officer, I don't have this kind of relative in my family. He came to my table today for no reason to eat, drink and cause trouble. Not only did he hurt me, but he also took down the tables and chairs in the restaurant...I want to sue him!"

The boss said that as long as you are reasonable, you don't have to worry about anything else.

Just now, it was Yang Tao who made trouble first and hit himself!

Yes, the person he was fighting with was Yang Tao, who caused trouble in Linlang Pavilion some time ago.

After hearing Song Youliang's words, Yang Tao was furious: "You kid! You are so shameless, right?"

As he said that, he clenched his fists as if to strike.

"Snapped!"

His punch hit a steel-like hand, and from what he saw, a strong man caught his fist.

His casserole-sized fists actually looked a bit petite in other people's hands? !

"Who are you?!"

Yunzhong pushed this guy away with one hand and made way for him.

Song Nan slowly stepped forward and looked at Song Youliang: "What's going on?"

"Boss, I was eating and listening to a book just now, and this guy sat next to me, eating and drinking. I said something to him, and he said we were in-laws. What's the matter?"

Song Youliang pointed at his red and swollen face and said: "I told him later that both my brothers were married, and our two families had not decided on a marriage at first. Where did the in-laws come from to tell him? I didn't expect him to He overturned the table and punched me twice."

The shopkeeper of this restaurant, seeing Song Nan coming, immediately stepped forward and said:

"Boss Xiao Song, do you think this is happening?"

"Whoever makes trouble will be compensated. My shopkeeper is eating well, and this person comes forward to make trouble. Naturally, he will compensate." Song Nan looked at Yang Tao.

The restaurant owner also knew how to let the waiter call him, and Song Nan didn't want to embarrass him.

Seeing Song Nan coming, the yamen servant stopped slacking off in his work.

He looked at Yang Tao, who had been shrinking his neck since Song Nan came out, and said, "Do you want to pay the money to compensate the restaurant and shopkeeper Song now, or do you want to live in prison for a while?"

Yang Tao looked around and saw that many tables, chairs and food on the first floor of the restaurant had been knocked over by the two of them.

If it's compensation, I'm afraid it will be a lot of money.

He pursed his lips and didn't say a word for a while.

The officer knew what he was thinking at a glance and couldn't help but sneer: "You should think clearly before speaking. It's freezing out here, and prison is not a good place to be."

If you don't have money, don't make trouble. If you make trouble, just pay me for it!

Yang Tao naturally didn't want to stay in the prison. Not to mention the cold wind blowing in the prison and only a tattered quilt. Even if he offended someone under Boss Song today, he would still be targeted by the prison guards after entering the prison!

But...he can't afford to pay!

"You can't let me pay the money alone, right?! Didn't he break a lot of things when he fought back?!"

"Look at the wounds on my face... and the wounds on my hands from the broken bowl!"

If it weren't for being in public, Yang Tao would have wanted to take off his clothes and point to the wounds on his body to argue with the official.

The official picked his ears and said, "If you don't hit them, will they fight back?"

"Do you want to pay compensation? If you don't pay compensation, you will go to jail and wait for your family to get money to redeem you. A group of people left a few days ago, and now there are many empty cells, and you can still choose one."

A group of people left?

Yang Tao, who originally wanted to defend himself, suddenly changed his expression.

A group of people left the prison, how else could they leave?

He didn't want to be like those people and leave in an unknown way.

"Compensate, I will compensate..."

"But I don't have much money with me. Can you let me go home to get it?"

"Ha, you still want to go home?" The Yamen sneered, and finally looked at the restaurant owner: "How much compensation does your restaurant want? Is it settled?"

The liquor storekeeper immediately handed over a piece of paper on which their accountant had just calculated the money: "It's all above, please take a look at it."

The officer took the paper and looked down: "A total of... 13 taels?"

"This man knocked over several tables of food. Don't we have to compensate the guests? He also broke several bonsais. These are all from our employer..."

Song Nan looked at the bonsai on the ground and saw that it was indeed worth so much money.

13 two and eight is really not too much.

"What about Shopkeeper Song's side?" The officer turned around and asked.

Song Youliang wanted to speak, but Song Nan stopped him.

Song Nan said softly: "Uncle Liang, I had a hard time resting today, and this happened to me. It would cost a lot of money to see a doctor for his injury, and it would also delay my Qingsi business, so the compensation will naturally be Not too little.”

Not too little?

How much is that?

The yamen servant didn’t know.

He only knew that the compensation for those who delayed Wan Qingsi's business in the previous two times was dozens or even hundreds of taels.

For some reason, he sympathized with the troublemaker.

Yang Tao, who was being sympathized with, said: Why do you look at me like this?Is it possible that I can still make the decision regarding this compensation?

The yamen servant looked at Song Nan: "How much money do you think is appropriate?"

Song Nan: "No matter what, it's still five..."

Song Nan's voice behind him was so quiet that the officer didn't hear it clearly. He took it for granted and said, "50 taels? It's not too much."

"What?! 50 taels?!"

"You want me to pay 50 taels of silver?!"

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Yang Tao lost his composure and yelled. He looked at the officer and said, "I won't pay back the money! Just take me to jail!"

"How can you pay 50 taels! The dishes he ordered didn't even cost 50 taels, and he asked me to pay [-] taels? It's not bad if I pay one tael of silver!"

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