[Jian Wang III] Poor

[Jian Wang III] Poor

Author: Yang Twelve

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Sword Net Three Days Strategy X Beggars' Fellows

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Jiang Qiong: "When my master named me, he just brewed a jar of fine wine, so he named me Jiang Qiong."

Fu Sirao: "This predicts your life."

Jiang Qiong: "Yes, I live a very poor, very poor, very poor life!"

Write jokes seriously, I hope to make everyone happy.

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Content tags: Sweet Enmity and Enmity in the New Year

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Grab horse grass

I am a beggar.

It is the very annoying gang of beggars in the legend.

The beggar gang disciples who have never had many friends are the perfect sparring partner for the disciples of the various sects to compete with each other when they drink too much, get angry, or are idle.Don't look at me like this, I'm pretty good at fighting.Those kids who come out to beat people before they can even get home will automatically bypass my block when they go out.Occasionally, a few unwilling ones would call their brothers and sisters to fight together, but I am not the only disciple of the beggar gang. These militants who drink too much alcohol and have accumulated strength in their bodies on weekdays wish someone could live with them for a few days. Move, come three to fight three, come one team to fight one team, never lose in momentum.

Fighting is not every day. When I am free, my greatest pleasure is to make money.Beggar gang disciples are notoriously poor, there is no way, we need money for drinking, we need money for raising birds, and there are groups of brothers and sisters clamoring for candy behind us, the prices in the city are still high now, begging for food is completely impossible You can't support the whole family.In my spare time, what I often think about is how to have a lot, a lot of money.

After trying many failed attempts to make money, I finally saw a glimmer of business opportunity under the guidance of Shimen.Master asked me to pretend to set up a shop outside the city, and inquire about the news of the secret work in the city from passers-by.I plan to try to sell wine and set up a stall. If the benefits are considerable, I may be able to earn some while collecting information.So I picked a place beside the post road outside Luoyang city and started to set up a stall.Junior brother Qu Shan asked me for a piece of fabric, wrote a big wine character on it, and hung it on a long bamboo pole, which was quite eye-catching.There are still some tables, chairs and benches, so I plan to use straw mats instead. People in the rivers and lakes sit on the ground and don't have to pay so much attention.The straw mats can be opened, and the key is to have wine.

I sent my younger brother to pull some weeds for me, and I went to the wine shop in the city to pick up the wine stored there.The owner of the wine shop is a good man, surnamed Ning, who was born in Taiping Village of the Beggar Clan. He takes good care of my disciples in the city. Every time I finish a fight, I would come to him and disguise myself as a servant, hiding from those who were beaten and vomiting blood. He still insisted on killing all the disciples of the beggar gang.This winery can be regarded as a small stronghold of our beggar gang.

When entering the door, the boss was keeping accounts, looked up as if startled, "Hey!"

I laughed, "Boss, robbery!"

"I thought there was a bear coming in." Boss Ning stopped writing, "Brother Jiang, why don't you shave your face?"

"I'm very busy these days, so I'll go tonight when I have free time." I stroked the prickly beard on my face, and I was indeed a bit slovenly.There have been some turmoil in the city these past few days, which made me have to spend a lot of thought, but I have no idea about my own image.

"Uncle Yao likes to shave your face, he said it best reflects the craftsmanship." Boss Ning turned to get the wine jar, "The blind man before the knife, the handsome man behind the knife!"

I couldn't help laughing out loud.

I took the wine tank less than half a person's height from the owner of the wine shop, lifted it up effortlessly, and left the city with a few light kung fu, heading straight for my small wine shop.Before I landed, I heard a sound of horseshoes, and a soft mass hit my arms. I looked down and saw that it was my junior brother. What's wrong with being so anxious?

I caught him on the ground, and when I turned around, a silver light flashed in front of me.Followed by a military master of Tiance Mansion.

"What's going on?" I put down my junior brother and the wine jar.Inexplicably looking at the person immediately.His armor was shining brightly, he turned his horse's head to face me with a flick of his arm, "You little beggar, stole the horse grass from our barracks."

"I picked it up on the side of the road! You just said I stole it! It's still far from your barracks!" The younger brother pointed at the man and retorted.He was carrying a basket of grass behind his back. It didn't seem like ordinary withered grass, and there was a little blood on it, which obviously came from a long wound on his arm, which was scratched by a sharp weapon.

When I saw my junior brother seeing blood, I got angry, and turned to look at the man to see how he would respond.

"When our carriage was transporting fodder, some fell off. We didn't pick it up in time, but it was stolen by this little beggar." The man raised his head halfway, his brows full of arrogance.

He took one beggar at a time, obviously treating us as ordinary beggars, even ordinary beggars, this guy is too deceitful, but they just pick up some grass and they beat people, how can we not teach him some lessons!

Hearing what he said, the junior brother was so angry that he jumped up and kicked his horse on the head.This guy is not weak in kung fu, he avoided it as soon as he pulled the rein, and shot him back. Of course, I couldn't stand by and watch, tearing my junior brother away with one hand, blocking the gun with the other, and turned around to hit his armor with a set of subduing dragon palms. superior.The armor was too hard and my palms were numb, and he didn't feel good after being hit by me a few times. He swung his gun sideways, and I couldn't avoid it, so I had to take it. The blow was so hard that I was knocked off the horse by him.That war horse is also full of spirituality, and it will fall on me as soon as it raises its hoof.

I took a strong breath, rolled away, grabbed the wine jar on the side of the road with one hand, jumped up and poured a jar of wine on the man's pocket, without any waste.Then as soon as he let go, the wine jar smashed down the face of the man.

When I landed, I didn't fight any more, I grabbed my younger brother's Qinggong and ran away quickly.

"Brother, brother!" After running a long distance, the younger brother poked his head out on my back, "Can we still sell wine?"

"I can't do it now. Does your arm matter? I need to find a doctor to bandage it." I carried him on my back and went straight to the medical center in the city.

"Young Master, it hurts me to death! That guy's subordinates are as black as his attack! Fortunately, I beat one of them away first." The junior brother muttered.

"What? Are they still fighting?" I asked him.

"Earlier, a little soldier said that I stole horse grass and held me tight. He was beaten by me with a few sticks and fell down, so he went back and called someone." Grandpa was beaten to the point of crying, if it wasn't for that guy just now being too powerful, I wouldn't have run away!"

"A man bleeds and doesn't shed tears, you have not lost your aura." It turned out that the man also raised his own children, so I can understand his feelings.I'm a little thankful that I didn't hit him hard just now, I just poured wine all over him.Right now, my junior brother and I are doing business in Luoyang City under the order of our master, so we really can't attract attention, and we hide when we can.I just looked down at the long sharp scratches on my junior brother's arm, and my heart ached again.

Qu Shan didn't care, she was still thinking about the fun of the fight just now, so she laughed.

When I arrived in the city, I went to the medical center to take care of my junior brother. After I wrapped up my junior brother, I went to take a bath and get my face shaved.Walked around for a long time.Never dared to go back to the wine shop.Boss Ning will definitely complain about the loss of the wine tank. Old people care about everything.

Thinking so, I went out of the city again to talk to the teahouse proprietress about my life.When I came back from shopping in the middle of the night, I touched the second floor of the wine shop and entered the room and fell asleep.Until the sun was three poles, the voices outside gradually became noisy, and I had to wake up.In a daze, he turned the window to the backyard, scooped up water and washed his smooth face casually, and then he woke up.

In the pocket, there are six copper coins.Let's not talk about the wine tank yesterday, even today's breakfast, I'm afraid I won't have anything to eat.Thinking of this, I can't help but feel a little depressed.When the master named me, he just brewed a tank of good wine. He thought it was poetic and gave me a single name Qiongzi.The fine nectar and jade liquid has a good meaning, but it sounds like it has a feeling of foretelling my life.Jiang Qiong, Jiang Qiong, I have never lived a spacious life.

"Senior Brother! Senior Brother!"

Hearing someone call me, I looked up, and it turned out that Qu Shan was squatting on the roof, as small as a bird.I hurriedly made a silent gesture to him, lest the shopkeeper would overhear me.Then lowered his voice and asked him.

"how!"

"After you left yesterday, a kid from a rich family asked me to help in a fight and gave me back the money. Senior brother, can you make money by fighting!" .

In desperation, I also jumped onto the roof, picked him up in my hand, and turned it up and down to look at it. There was no new injury.Feel at ease, "The property obtained by bullying the weak is ill-gotten wealth, and this is the most despised by me. If you rely on this method to make money, brother will break your leg first!"

Probably because of the seriousness in my eyes, the little junior couldn’t help shrinking his head, and said in a low voice: "I didn’t hit a good person, but a group of hooligans who stole the rich young master’s jade pendant and denied it. Go to the Yamen and let them interrogate."

Hearing this, I couldn't help knocking his first chestnut again.

"Next time, don't get involved with Yamen!"

Songkran

After some rough-and-tumble, the morning was almost over, I ran to the tea shop outside the city, doing odd jobs for the proprietress, intending to earn some money for lunch.The little junior brother is very playful, and he doesn't know where he has gone right now.I carried the full bucket back to the teahouse by the river alone.

The hooves of the post road are buzzing, and all the people who come and go are fast-moving horses. Those who walk leisurely like me are very conspicuous.

a sound of hooves