You Can't Be Fierce Towards Me!

Outside the Zhao family rice shop, shopkeeper Zhao counted the quantity early in the morning, and waited eagerly in the shop for "Mr. Li" to come.

One hundred shi of polished round-grained rice is a big deal wherever it is placed. If it does, he can get a lot more for this month, so he came over to pick up the goods before dawn, and then prepared the best ones. Tea, waiting for people to come.

When the man came in to announce the arrival of Mr. Li and his party, he stood up quickly and greeted him with an eager smile on his face.

"Master Li, you are finally here."

Shopkeeper Zhao bowed his hands to Fu Tian, ​​bowed his body slightly to invite him in, and drank a cup of tea meaningfully. Seeing that he was covered with lice, Fu Tian couldn't sit still, so he said lightly, "The rice grain I want Zhao Are the shopkeepers ready?"

"It's been prepared a long time ago, I'll take you to have a look?" Manager Zhao nodded repeatedly.

Fu Tian nodded, stood up, put his hands behind his back, and raised his chin at him, "Please trouble shopkeeper Zhao to lead the way."

A group of people followed shopkeeper Zhao to the yard behind the rice shop. There were nearly twenty bags of round-grained rice neatly placed in the open space of the yard, all packed in the most common cloth bags.

Fu Tian narrowed his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were slightly bent, "I'll inspect the goods first, if the rice is not good..."

"Don't worry, it's definitely the best japonica rice!" Shopkeeper Zhao said eagerly, "Just check it."

Fu Tian smiled at him with meaningful eyes, "Then I'll let someone test it."

As he spoke, he walked to the side of the rice pile, pointed at a bag of rice casually, and said to Chu Xiangtian, "Ah Tian, ​​pour out this bag of rice."

Chu Xiangtian: "..."

Fu Tian pretended to be decent, pointed to the rice bag and ordered him, then retracted it and put it behind his back, his pointed chin was reserved, and he squinted at him, probably still angry because of what happened last night.

"Yes, young master." Chu Xiangtian rolled up his sleeves and resigned himself to being a servant this time.He easily lifted the rice bag, untied the bundle, and poured the whole bag of rice into the basket on the side.

The white rice grains are piled up in the baskets, showing a crystal luster under the sunlight. The rice grains are short and round, and the color is crystal clear. It is indeed fresh and high-quality polished round-grained rice.

Fu Tian stepped forward, fiddled with the rice pile with his fingers a few times, and then, to everyone's surprise, picked up the rice bag that had been thrown aside.

Pulling open the rice bag and looking at the words on the bottom, Fu Tian's mouth slowly curled up, turned the sack inside out, pointed to a small "Fu" on it and asked, "Master Zhao, what is this?"

From the time he checked the rice bag abnormally, shopkeeper Zhao had a bad feeling in his heart, but he recalled it for a while, but he didn't feel that there was any omission. Now Fu Huang put the black "Fu" on the rice bag the size of a fingernail on him. Right now, he realized what went wrong.

This group of people teamed up to set him up.

Shopkeeper Zhao's face was ugly, and there was still a trace of panic in his eyes. Finally, he suppressed it forcefully, and asked sternly, "You are not here to buy rice! Come here!"

As he spoke, he was about to go out to call for someone. Chang Xi was the closest to him, stepped forward and kicked him in the crook of the leg, and cut his hands behind his back, forcing him to kneel on the ground.

"Don't move around, or don't blame grandpa for being too harsh."

There was a great disparity in strength between the two. The shopkeeper Zhao was held down by him, gasping for breath, looking at Fu Tian with red eyes, "Who are you?"

Fu Tian smiled at him, "You will know soon."

Before he finished speaking, Fu Ji hurried over with four policemen, "My lord, I have reported to the police as you said."

Shopkeeper Zhao, who was kneeling on the ground, stared wide-eyed, staring at Fu Ji and then at Fu Tian, ​​who was standing with his hands behind his back, his face turned pale in an instant.

Fu Jitter recognized him, the housekeeper of the Wen family even accompanied Mrs. Wen to visit the shop, the steward of the Fu family had already gotten along with him.Later, they left after collecting the account books. They thought they hadn't been discovered, but now it seems that the other party didn't not notice, but was waiting for them here.

Please ask Zhou Chuanqing to negotiate with a few policemen here, and Fu Tian takes Fu Ji and Chu Xiangtian Changxi to Fu's rice shop together.

This time, he didn't hide his identity, so he brought the butler into the Fu's rice shop in a big way.

The waiter I met yesterday was not there, only a middle-aged man in his 40s fiddled with his abacus with his head down.

"Manager Li." Fu Ji coughed lightly, reminding him of the existence of the group.

Li Guanshi raised his head and saw Fu Tian was a little startled, and then greeted him with a smile, "Wen Butler, why are you here when you have time?"

Fu Ji clasped his hands, and said calmly: "In the future, there will be no Wen family, only the Fu family."

Regardless of Steward Li's stiff smile, he turned slightly to let Fu Tian go, "This is the eldest young master, and he will take over all the affairs of the shop from now on."

Li Guanshi's cheeks twitched, and he showed an awkward smile. Looking at Fu Tian who still had a childish face, his eyes were somewhat disdainful, but his tone was very respectful: "I have met the young master."

Fu Huang nodded, walked past him to the counter, walked casually, and said slowly: "I will take over the business of the Fu family in the future. I came here this time to check the inventory."

Li Guanshi's face froze, and he said with a dry smile: "The rice grains in the warehouse are piling up, and it will not take a while to count them."

Fu Tian looked at him with a smile that was not a smile, "I will arrange the manpower. Manager Li will take me to the warehouse now."

Li Guanshi bowed his body, with fine cold sweat breaking out on his forehead, his mind was spinning rapidly, thinking of what reason to use to fool him.

"Mr. Li, why are you here? Have you counted all the rice and grain?"

The shop waiter who was tidying up in the backyard saw Fu Tian as soon as he entered the door, and he came over to say hello enthusiastically, and everyone's eyes fell on him at the same time.

The atmosphere in the room was eerily quiet.

The waiter stopped hesitantly, with a dazed face, not understanding why they were all looking at him.

"Master Li?"

Li Guanshi's face lost all color, and he read these three words with trembling lips, "Mr. Li", of course he knows that the young master of the Li family who bought a hundred stones of japonica rice was still happy yesterday, and he has another fortune. The extra income, the money he got from this business is higher than the monthly rate he has been in charge for a year.

How happy he was yesterday, how terrified he is now looking at Fu Tian's indifferent face.

Unable to control his limp legs, he knelt down on the ground with a "plop", and looked at Fu Tian begging for mercy, "Master..."

"What is Guanshi Li doing? Hurry up and take me to the warehouse first."

There was no expression on Fu Tian's face, but there were blades hidden in his beautiful eyes. Guanshi Li felt that if he took another look, he wished he could just pass out.

Seeing him kneeling on the ground and not moving, Chang Xi stepped forward and lifted him up by the collar with a wink, and said impatiently: "Master, don't dawdle, if you are asked to lead the way, you will lead the way!"

Steward Li stood up straight trembling, not knowing if he heard it or not, shaking his legs that were as soft as noodles, he walked towards the warehouse behind.

The bewildered shop waiter finally understood what had happened, looked at Fu Tian in horror, his lips trembled a few times, and he didn't even dare to say a word of begging for mercy.

Thinking of what he said in front of the young master yesterday, he opened his eyes wide in fear, and then looked at the intimidated steward in front of him, feeling like falling into an ice cave for a moment.

Chu Xiangtian's gaze followed Fu Tian, ​​and he clicked his tongue secretly, the young master really surprised him every day, and his stern face bluffing others was also extraordinarily cute.

Brutally picked up the waiter who was slumped on the ground, and Chu Xiangtian followed.

When everyone came to the door of the warehouse, Manager Li took off the key from his waist, his hands were trembling, and he failed to insert the key into the lock after several attempts.

Chang Xi snatched the key impatiently and opened the door swiftly.

The warehouse door made a heavy creaking sound, and slowly opened to both sides. Dust was raised in the dark warehouse, and Fu Tian didn't dislike it, and walked in directly.

The warehouse of Mipu is very large. In the past, when the business was good, Mipu would stockpile a lot of grain. Because it was far away, it would be too time-consuming and laborious to raise it from Zhuangzi when it was sold out. In addition, the other shops were closer to Shangming Town. , will also come to Shangming Town to adjust grain, so the rice shop in Shangming Town will be the first to deliver the freshest rice every year, and the rice hoarded by the two rice shops is enough to fill most of the warehouse.

But now, there is almost nothing in the warehouse, and the remaining part of the rice is randomly piled up in a dark corner. Fu Tian stepped forward, picked up the hollow awl on the side and inserted it into the rice bag, and the rice inside poured out and fell on the ground. on the ground.

It was yellow in color and had a musty smell. It was old rice.

Fu Huang's face turned cold, and his eyes stabbed Li Guanshi like a knife, "Are you going to confess now, or go to the government to explain?"