"" Zhang Wenjuan's laughter just fell, and she was speechless by Lu Yunzhi's words.
In her opinion, apart from her own selfishness, belittling the Xia sisters is a disguised form of praising Gao Lu Yunzhi.
The difference between clouds and mud is that only by stepping on others into the mud can you show off your attitude of being high in the clouds.
But Lu Yunzhi clearly didn't appreciate it.
It's fine if you don't appreciate it, you still have to stand up for the Xia sisters.
Lu Yunzhi said that Zhang Wenjuan was wrong, but there was no accusation in his tone, as if he was just stating a fact.
The fact is that Zhang Wenjuan was wrong.
"Look," Lu Yunzhi pointed in front of him.
There were two bowls in front of Lu Yunzhi, one large and one small.
There was noodles in the big bowl, and soup in the small bowl.
It turned out that she was picking the noodles from the big bowl into the small bowl and eating them.
"The golden noodles in the morning are indeed good, but the breakfast is too rich."
Lu Yunzhi said with a smile: "At that time, I just thought that it was probably because I wanted to entertain me, but it was really hard to say anything."
Lu Yunzhi temporarily stayed at Magistrate Zhang's house, and naturally had meals together.
"Nowadays, famine is everywhere and there are countless refugees.
It is time to save money on food and clothing and save money everywhere."
Lu Yunzhi stopped and did not say anything in depth.
Even so, Zhang Wenjuan was also made uncomfortable by the words.
She looked at the noodles she had eaten in front of her.
Bowl, I don’t know if I should bite the bullet and finish it.
Lu Yunzhi turned around and waved to the waiter: "I haven't touched these yet.
You can take them to the people outside."
There were many little beggars in ragged clothes at the door, waiting for leftovers.
The waiter glanced at Lu Yunzhi's face and saw that this girl was kind-hearted.
These days, the richer the people, the better they are at showing off their food.
They would rather throw it away than give it to a beggar.
If someone who is short-sighted dares to come forward and ask for it, they might get kicked a few times.
Unexpectedly, after taking a look, his heart was beating so fast that he almost jumped out of his chest.
There is such a beauty in the world.
The waiter felt that neither her mouth nor her feet were hers.
She didn't know what to say, and walked to the door holding most of the bowl of noodles, but she was unwilling to give it to the beggars.
Such a beauty, I'm afraid even the Queen can't compare to her.
The beauty is still salivating, how good it is to eat by yourself.
The waiter was so cruel that he counted five coins from his arms and slapped them on the counter: "Here's another bowl of noodles for the beggar outside."
He handed over the half bowl in his hand with great care and said in a low voice. : "Keep it alive for me, and eat slowly after lunch."
Everyone's eyes followed the waiter and smiled when they saw him like this.
Suddenly his eyesight dimmed and the doorway was blocked.
I saw seven or eight young and middle-aged men rushing in all of a sudden.
If someone is so fierce and capable of robbery in broad daylight, he still charges protection fees.
The men's clothes were of different colors, but they all wore a sleeveless short coat with a white and red top with a big Chinese character "Zhuang" inscribed on it.
It turned out to be the legendary Bai Zhuang.
The job of sergeant is also organized.
In fact, there are not many serious servants in the army and they are hereditary.
Whenever there is need for manpower, they can be recruited for labor service.
Because these draftees wear white coats, they are commonly known as Bai Zhuang, which is temporary workers.
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The leader was a man of about thirty years old.
He had no shirt on at all.
He was shirtless and wearing a gown, revealing two thick arms, which were covered with blue and black tattoos.
It looked bad at first glance.
What a mess.
"Fatty Ge" the man slammed his arm on the counter.
It turns out that the short and fat shopkeeper’s surname is Ge.
After the demonstration of "The Magistrate has an order", the tattooed man looked at the trembling fat on the side of Shopkeeper Ge's cheek with satisfaction.
He retracted his arm and cupped his hands in the direction of the government office perfunctorily: "Now that the victims are surging, relief work is imminent.
Every shop has to wait for donations to provide disaster relief.
If your noodle shop’s business is so good, let’s call it a high-class one and pay ten dou of food.” ten buckets Shopkeeper Ge looked like a fish that had been thrown ashore.
His mouth opened and closed, but he could not speak.
The waiter was still standing in front of the counter, but he realized that this was not his business after all, and he did not have to pay for the food himself.
"Tang Sanye," the waiter said with a smile on his face, "you see how scared we shopkeepers are.
Neighbors in the street, you don't know that our small business only makes money by shouting and shouting, how can we be considered to be high-end?"
If you keep raising your hands, you are at best an inferior."
The tattooed man is actually a well-known gangster in this area.
He is good at drinking, gambling and visiting brothels.
He is involved in every fight and loan sharking.
Every time the government wanted to recruit Bai Zhuang, every family would avoid him, but he would instead work with people to ask for money, so that he could use his power to gain some benefits.
Mr.
Tang Sanye's head did not move, but he was still facing Shopkeeper Ge.
He turned his eyes sideways, narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly flew up without warning and kicked the waiter in the stomach.
This coward is not lighthearted.
He immediately kicked the waiter and knocked him back a few steps.
He suddenly hit a table and fell to the ground.
Even the table was overturned, and the dishes on top were clanking.
It fell all over the floor and showered the waiter with soup all over his head.
However, one noodle bowl was not broken.
It rolled out a long way, spun a few times, and finally stopped upright, as if it had been placed there on purpose.
At this moment, the shopkeeper, the waiter, the noodle eaters, and even the master chef at the back of the huge noodle shop were all shocked and fell silent for a moment.
Mr.
Tang San was very satisfied with the effect and laughed sinisterly: "The neighbors in the street can be used as money.
Since they are all neighbors, they should know that I, Mr.
Tang, are powerful.
I hand over food honestly.
If there is no food, I can pay money and become the prefect."
Your Majesty has an order, and anyone who dares to resist or hinder disaster relief will be arrested first, and then use food to redeem people later."
Seeing that there was a commotion, some diners sneaked away.
The people in the store didn't dare to stop him at this time, and Mr.
Tang didn't even take it to heart.
Instead, he pointed with his fingers and said: "You idiots, get the hell out of here, don't be an eyesore. " Most of the people who eat here are neighbors.
They came here because they know that this place is cheap and delicious.
They are all ordinary people.
How dare they mess with people like Mr.
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Tang?
So they walked around even more.
Shopkeeper Ge's mouth was bitter, and he knew that if there was no blood, he probably wouldn't be able to pass this test.
He quickly opened the cash box, not daring to take the copper coins, but grabbed a few pieces of silver, which were not big.
Coming out from behind the counter, Shopkeeper Ge bowed and bowed to Mr.
Tang, and stuffed all the scattered silver into Mr.
Tang's waist: "Third Master, Third Master, it's not that I don't want to give you face, I'm really in trouble." .
Our shop only sells noodles and meat ingredients, so we are really not wealthy."
Mr.
Tang San touched his waist, his face softened a little, his expression turned cloudy, and he was thinking about how to say the right thing.
The so-called ten measures of grain is naturally meant by the lion opening its mouth to scare people.
After reaping the benefits, it will of course be lowered.
Unexpectedly, a strong man suddenly jumped out.
I saw that the man was tall, half a head taller than an ordinary person, with extremely thick hair that was tied up hastily on the back of his head, a wide chin with a beard, and two thick eyebrows that were almost connected together.
In this pile of hair, the facial features are almost invisible, only the two eyes are shining and lively.
He was one of the diners who knocked over the table before by the waiter.
Who is this person doing?
Everyone was a little confused
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