Lord Prime Minister

After sharing the two steamed buns he bought with the uncle, Muzi huddled in the corner of the room, wrapped in thick straw, his teeth chattering from the cold.

The past two months have almost passed, and the weather is showing no signs of warming up. On the contrary, it is getting colder and colder. When I go out day by day, the street where Mu Zihuai is waiting is on the wind. With the cold wind blowing, sooner or later something will happen to your body.

The other places that were optimistic about before are good, leeward, with a large flow of people, and people often wave their sleeves and make generous moves.It's just that the old man Yan said before that everyone on this street has a place for everyone, and they can't be touched or missed.

Having said that, Mu Zihuai is also planning to try it tomorrow, since everyone is in the same way now, it probably won't be too embarrassing.

It's no wonder that Mu Zihuai was given a big mouth by nature just after he realized his current situation, and before he could show his grand strategy, he was full of grandeur.Now he is full of plans, no matter how hard he survives this winter, and when the next spring begins, is it possible that he can't find a job at such a young age?

After going through what he was going to say tomorrow several times in his mind, Mu Zihuai poked his head and glanced at the uncle who was huddled in the corner, and then covered him with a layer of straw, forcing him to close his eyes.

The next day, Muzi woke up early in the morning, grabbed the snow and washed his teeth, resisted the urge to wash his face and went out.The money given by the little girl yesterday was enough for today's meal. His purpose today is to test the attitude of those people.

When I arrived there, there were no beggars there, but there were already beggars gathered in several other places. Mu Zihuai had tried it before, and those places were similar to the places he stayed before. Hit the body like life.But even so, no one dared to step forward to occupy that "treasure land".

As the old man said, who owns which piece of land here, who owns which intersection, is clearly divided.Distributed according to ability, such a "good place" belongs to local snakes, and it is difficult for others to take a share.

Mu Zihuai turned his head and glanced around, found a small remote corner and shrunk down, waiting for the local snake to appear.

After a while, the two faces he had seen before appeared. They were tall and strong, and they really didn't look like ordinary beggars.According to his inquiries in the past few days, these two people are the "local snakes" here - the Gang brothers.

After waiting for a while, the two received a reward and sent the fat and fat businessman away with a smile on their faces.Mu Zihuai touched the dirt on his face that hadn't been washed for a few days, which made his whole face black, so he cleared his throat and walked over.

"Two big brothers." Without further ado, Mu Zihuai imitated the ancient people and made a bow, opened his mouth and shouted.

The two Nagang brothers were dividing up the money. When they saw someone coming, they hurriedly put away some copper coins. They were about to bow to beg for money, but they found that the person who came came bent down first, and then took a closer look. It turned out to be a thin and weak person. Little beggar, he will have enough confidence immediately.

"Ah."

Mu Zihuai smiled slightly, only two rows of white teeth could be seen on his blackened face. "The two elder brothers, the younger brother just entered the capital, and heard about the deeds of the elder brothers as soon as he entered the streets. After a few days, he couldn't help it, so he decided to come and visit."

The taller of the two brothers raised his chin and glanced at Mu Zihuai. He was indeed the one who squatted in the position of old man Yan some time ago.

"What did you come to see us for?" Another person asked first.

Mu Zihuai made another bow, hesitated, and said: "The little brother was on the old man's field before, and it didn't matter whether he was left or right. Now that he saw the two big brothers, he wondered if he could get along with the two big brothers." Let's make a fortune together... No, no, no, I don't want to get rich, I just want to fill my stomach, and do everything else to honor the two elder brothers."

While speaking, Mu Zihuai didn't raise his head, and waited for the words of the two with his head on top of his head.The taller person also hesitated a little, and his thoughts began to waver.

"This...or..."

"That's impossible! Boy, you have a good idea. Everyone knows who owns this place on the street. You suddenly said it to get in your way, and you said it so nicely. Let me tell you, this place, It belongs to my two brothers, do you want it? OK! See if my fist agrees or not!" After speaking, he lit up his fist, intending to attack Mu Zihuai if he entangles him again.

Muzi's heart sank, it seems that this rule is dead. "Where, where, this place belongs to the two elder brothers. No one dares to say otherwise. The younger brother just wants to help the two elder brothers earn more money, but... since the two elder brothers are unwilling, the younger brother will leave now." gone."

After finishing speaking, Mu Zihuai deliberately paused for two seconds, reckoning that if the two of them wavered, they might call him back, but until he walked back into the alley, he didn't hear their voices. Looking back, The brothers had already started begging for money from the next person.

Mu Zihuai sighed, that's all, he persisted for two months, presumably when the ice melted and the weather warmed up, he wouldn't have to do this kind of begging anymore.

After wandering around the street for a few more times, there were still two copper coins left yesterday, so Mu Zihuai decided to give himself half a day off, planning to buy two steamed buns and then go back home.

Finding the shop where I bought the steamed buns yesterday, Mu Zihuai swallowed his saliva looking at those white and chubby steamed buns. Once upon a time, he didn't even touch the tasteless steamed buns, but now... ...

"Dude, give me two steamed buns."

"okay."

With a yell, the tall and thin guy took out a bag, opened the steaming drawer, picked out two steamed buns, and handed them back to Mu Zihuai. He was about to close the drawer when he bumped a black hand.

That thin, jet-black hand was grasping a white steamed bun, and the steaming hot steamed bun did not deter him at all, but was knocked by the cage, and the big steamed bun fell from his hand, carrying five black Fingerprints rolled around in the cage several times.

"Little bastard! How dare you steal something! Come here!" The man glared, and grabbed the little doll who was trying to escape with one hand, and hit the child on the shoulder first with his fist.

Mu Zihuai looked down, isn't he a little beggar now?

The child was very thin, with disheveled hair, black and muddy skin, reaching only to his waist, making him look very young, and being held in the hands of that tall and thin boy, he looked even more skinny.

"Little beggar! Steal! Let you steal! Let you steal!" The guy raised his fist and punched the child one after another, knocking him down to the ground. Seeing that the child had no strength to fight back, he didn't intend to stop at all. .

The child hugged his head and curled up into a ball, pitifully passively bearing it. Mu Zihuai couldn't bear it, and was about to stop him when a smaller child ran over and threw himself into the cocooned child.

"Brother, brother. Don't hit my brother."

The kid just now was skinny and small enough, now that he ran over, he was out of human form, if he hadn't opened his mouth to speak, he would really have thought it was a skinny monkey, and Mu Zihuai was worried that he would beat him when he punched him down It fell apart.

Fortunately, as soon as the skinny monkey kid ran over, he was protected by another little monkey, so those few punches didn't hit him.

"Dude, stop hitting. You don't have to worry about accidents with such big fists. Let them go." Mu Zihuai looked at those fists with fear, and quickly persuaded them.

"Oh, I let them go, who will let me go, this steamed bun was touched by this beggar, who would dare to buy it? The boss blames it, I can't bear it."

The guy opened the drawer, revealing a steamed bun with five finger prints on it. This steamed bun really couldn't be sold.

The two brothers embraced each other and huddled in the corner of the wall. Mu Zihuai squinted his eyes and looked at it, but could only vaguely distinguish a tangled black shadow, who was unknown among the two children, and let out a low sobbing sound.

Mu Zihuai sighed. The older of the two children looked only seven or eight years old, and the younger one was probably even younger. How could they be reduced to begging and stealing.

"Forget it, I bought that steamed bun, you can let them go."

The guy thought for a while and agreed. "A total of three copper coins."

"Three...three?" Mu Zihuai was stunned suddenly, stuttering.

"The previous two, and this one, a total of three copper coins."

The boy in the steamed bun shop squinted at Mu Zihuai. In his eyes, Mu Zihuai was actually the same as those two little beggars, except that he came to buy steamed buns yesterday, so he would treat him kindly today.But looking at the situation now, he might not be able to come up with the money.

"What? You also want to eat free food?"

"No, it's not." Muzi put his hands in his pockets, touched the two copper coins back and forth, and gritted his teeth. "Exchange the steamed buns from before. I will only buy two in total."

The man snorted, and replaced the steamed bun with the fingerprints on it.

"Two copper coins."

Mu Zihuai put the two copper coins in his palm one by one, then took the steamed bun, glanced at the two brothers, but felt a little depressed for a while.

"Let's go, what are you still doing here?"

Leading the two skinny children to the alley that was leeward, Mu Zihuai endured his distress and took out the steamed bun painted with black patterns.

"Here, here you go."

Unable to see the expressions on their faces, Mu Zihuai stuffed the steamed bun into his brother's hand with all his strength, for fear of regretting himself.After handing over the steamed buns, Mu Zihuai turned around and left without looking back.

After walking for a while, Mu Zihuai turned a corner, bowed his back and looked back again, for fear of being seen by others, but he didn't know that this look made him dizzy for a while.

Those two little bastards had long since disappeared.

Mu Zihuai gasped, but was choked by the cold wind and coughed a few times before recovering.

All right, it's all about virtue.