Chapter 179:

Although the price is the same, but the goods are afraid of comparison, others once bought and tasted good, naturally will come again for the second time.
"Well, naturally, our family does long-term business and sells it to neighboring neighborhoods. Naturally, it can't sell poorly."
Hibiscus agrees with this, and his family hasn't bought any bad goods. Like the soy sauce, it was mixed with cold white and then added with salt. It was more expensive than other houses. At the time, he was furious. .
"Hey, shopkeeper, your business is good!"
A slick, burly man led a few people to the door. The customers in the shop couldn't get out. The customers outside looked at the situation and took a detour.
The height of the hibiscus in the dark is so much worse than the two sides, so much worse, comforting himself in the heart, not afraid, he is still growing.
Qin Chunshu made a wink, and Xi Xie had quietly walked beside Qin Chunshu: "This uncle, let it go. The shop's business has lost the appreciation of the neighbours to barely make ends meet."
The man tugged at his neck, and the dust splashing from the foot of the door drifted over his head, flying in the sun, as if he was cheerfully watching how the scene would end.
"His mother, I do n’t know how to bully my grandfather, and bully my grandfather for being illiterate." Mu Hiong almost didn't laugh. "This grandfather, I wonder if you came to our restaurant to buy rice or to make soy sauce."
The man on the man's face froze: "His mother, are you stupid, do you think the grandfather is here to make soy sauce? Boys, tell this brother, what are we doing here?"
His words had just fallen, and the following big men came in flattering with dog legs: "Of course, it's soy sauce, no, it's smashing the soy sauce tank."
"Still you are clever. You ca n’t understand such obvious things. Qin Treasurer, our grandfather Wu will have a big birthday in two days. What's going on with what I said to you last time."
When he said this, his eyes caught a commoner who was narrowed in the corner, and he stared at the fierce look with a big eye. He waved at the man with his big hand and stretched his foot to the rice bag in front of him, kicking him fiercely. Roared: "Look at what, look at it again, I smashed your soy sauce jar, I can't roll it for Lao Tzu!"
The man was so scared that he ran out of the shop, pleasing these scourges and making them laugh.
"Well, gossip less, Qin shopkeeper, how is Shouli Yinzi prepared?"
Qin Chunshu glanced at Hibiscus, seeing that he did not move, he had the courage to say: "This man, our shop pays respect every month on time, why ..."
"Hey, my grandfather Wu is just looking at your shop and it's not pleasing to the eye. The idea of ​​silver is not enough for my grandfather Wu to go to the beauty house to eat a pot of wine."
The man glared at him after speaking, twisted his neck, and twirled his neck, making a loud noise: "Why do you want my grandfather to serve you in person?"
With a wave of his hand, he would be smashed. Hibiscus had already come out of the counter. He picked up the stick in his hand and was preparing to open it. The helper behind the big man suddenly made a whine and caught everyone's attention. It all fell on him.
The man looked at him: "Oh, why don't you tell me that your family doesn't pay money? It turned out to be a girl with a spirit of water to serve the grandfather." He caught Chunliang in the crowd at a glance.
Chun Yiren was short and blocked by the man's helper, and yelled angrily: "Grandma, my mother burst your chrysanthemum!"
Hey, do n’t blame this child, just blame Mu Rouzang. Every time he practices the hidden weapon, he chases after the jumping rabbits. He has to explode the chrysanthemums of others. Now that Spring is copying the guy, he ca n’t help but say this mantra Of course, she would never know what it meant.
Because she asked Mu Rouzang why she said such a thing, Mu Rouzang said solemnly: "Be sure to tell the bad guys why the flowers are so red, so they must burst the bad guy's chrysanthemums."
Everyone looked at Chun Yi's fierce move, and chrysanthemums tightened.
Chunran saw it aside, picking up the guy like another guy and rushing over it, and Hibiscus looked at the black silk on the side, repeatedly saying: "It's humiliating!"
His own hands and feet were not slow at all, and he rushed towards the opposite Han. He couldn't help asking why Chunran was there, and now he just wanted to beat these crickets to death.
He also learned the roar of the big man: "Young people, copy the guys, go on! Injury one or two silvers, destroy one or two silvers, and kill one silver deduction."
Everyone who was still very fierce heard that the sticks under their hands were crooked. They should smash their heads on their shoulders, and smash their backs on their ...
The big man was just three or five styles of hands and feet, like a hibiscus who was formally trained: "Grandma is a bear, how can anyone say that this family can work?"
Hibiscus sneered: "My little brother now tells you what it means to practice winter training, nine training, and summer training three volts. What is playing is your land, where do you run away, your boss escaped!"
He's really bad, he's obviously being rattled by his head and planting stolen people.
The helpers ran away when they heard that their bosses were still here, waiting for others to invite them to eat stick meat, not all of them ran away.
Qin Chunshu still had no response there. The group stand was over. Wrong, and there was another man, the big man, who was still called by his hibiscus's stick and called his mother.
The hibiscus was happy: "Ah, you don't look at what you are. You dare to come to the Lord's shop. It's a color you usually give, and you have opened a dyeing room."
The big man ’s face was clean, without any injuries, but his clothes were wrinkled a little, and the dust was a little bit more. Hibiscus was not a mess, and he chose to pick a thick place to start. The big man hurt so badly without hurting. Killed.
I picked up the book and ran up panting: "Little, little, master, sir, said, take his famous post to the county magistrate, but, yes, it can be resolved."
When Hibiscus heard the words and stopped with a stick, the big man saw that he got up and quickly hurried, only raising a yellow dust on the street for a long time.
"Pick up the book, and repeat what you just said."
Picking up the book, panting and panting, "Master, you, you, don't play, play, slave, slave."
At this time, Yan Mo came over and said solemnly: "Master, you haven't heard it wrong. Just picking up the book just said that you handed over the gentleman's name card to the county magistrate to finish the matter."
Hibiscus reached out and patted the back of the book: "How can I forget such an important thing? Being a man cannot rely on violence. Let's go home."
A group of people were the two monks who couldn't figure out what to do, and even if the hibiscus said so, they would just do it.
A group of people went back to the house with the hibiscus, and Mu Rouzang was already waiting in the main hall of the front yard, walking back and forth, not because she did not want to go, but because the hibiscus forced her to stay at home.
Hearing the door of the courtyard, he rushed out and said, "Brother, what's the matter, fighting?" When a group of people were covered in dust, some people's faces were swollen, and they were busy asking people to take medicine and wine to divide.
Hibiscus reached out and patted the dust on her clothes, dragged her into the room, and shouted to the outside of the book: "Go to the kitchen and ask them to heat up more hot water, and let someone go to the best restaurant for two tables. Noodle, please give the big guy a break. "
Mu Rouzang saw the stone fall to his heart when he saw nothing: "Brother, what is going on?"
"Hey, it's just a bunch of people. In the past, I thought that our family has no foundation in the county. One thing is worse than one thing, but our family is not afraid of things. Today, we are fat and fat. I haven't been active for a long time, and today is an addiction. "Mu-Hi's eyebrows told her the situation at that time, and he was usually very stable at this time, showing a young heart.
I have been talking for more than half an hour before clapping and laughing: "Thanks to the reminder of picking up a book, when my godfather left on the day, he left a famous post for me, and only said that if he encountered any difficult things in the county, he would He took his name card and went to the county magistrate. "
Mu Rou Sang looked slightly moved, his eyebrows were raised: "Seriously, then take care of these people."
"Indeed, Xingxia acts as a ceremonial weapon and kills the people. It is a beautiful thing."
Murou Tsang was suddenly full of black lines, his expression converged: "Brother!"
Hibiscus returned to her heart, and secretly said in her heart, why she accidentally said something in her heart, and she had to be preached by her sister again.
Hibiscus did not guess wrong, this afternoon, Mu Rouzang has been bombarding him verbally, from the ancestors' eighteenth generations of expectations to him, down to his sister's dependence on him.
Afternoon autumn sun, with the refreshing sunlight penetrating the hair ends of the two, fell on the young faces, Mu Rou Sang was still preaching, Mu Zhizhi sat by the side and listened to his ears, pain and happiness!
Shishu and Yanmo saw Mu Hiroyuki listening to Mu Rouzang's puppet from a distance, picking up the book and looking at the sky: "Yan Mo, the girl has said an hour, is she not thirsty?"
Yan Mo despised him for a moment: "I didn't see Chunran and Chunyi, one serving tea and one snack, just on this stand, I don't think it will stop after two or three hours."
Picking up a book and reaching out with an ear: "Our girl hasn't been so loving in a long time."
"It's not that the master himself hasn't closed his mouth well and said he leaked."
Yan Mo found a dwarf stone and sat down: "You are standing still, it's not over yet!"
Picking up the book and glanced uncertainly in the direction they were sitting: "We really don't want to save the young master."
Yan Mo said, in the end, Hibiscus is the master of the two: "Or else, you can find out the master's famous post?"
He picked up the book and patted his shoulder: "Research the ink, good, I'll look for it." He patronized worried about Hibiscus, but forgot the stubble: "You are waiting here, I will go over The master post that the master said. "
Finally, half an hour later, he picked up the book and came over with a hot stamp, and Yan Mo jumped down from the stone to stop him: "How? Can you find it?"
Picking up the book, Yang bronzing the famous gilded bamboo post with a smile on his hand, "Naturally, I found it. Thanks to what I had collected at the time, I put many posts in one box and found it in time."
Yan Mo busy urged him: "Hurry up!"
Mu Rouzang was still talking about the stubborn danger, and at a glance, he was slowly moving to this side when he picked up the book: "What's the matter?"
When I picked up the book, I saw Mu Rouzang found him and corrected his clothes before he came forward and reported: "Return to the girl, the master had explained it before, and found out the famous post left by Liu Daru, and the slave just came and sent it."
Hibiscus quietly gave him a thumbs up under the table, and when he picked up the book, he knew that he had made the right bet. When Hibiscus was next, he would reward both of them. The more he thought about it, the happier he became, and the smoother the words came out. : "Slave is afraid of delaying, Master, do you think so?"
Mu Rouzang motioned for Chunran to fetch it for her, and took a look. It was really Liu Daru's famous post, and smiled easily: "Brother, does this post work?"
Hibiscus took the famous post from her and laughed: "It works, how it doesn't work, the godfather stressed before leaving, what problems he encountered, just took this post to find the county magistrate, but it was too long , Not remembering for a moment. "
You can't blame him. The gentlemen in the county school are very close to the students' schoolwork. They take a small test every day, a high school test every three days, and a large test every seven days. Copy it hundreds of times, and clean the sanitation in the government, from the yard to the toilet.
Mu Rouzang's mouth trembled slightly, and he smiled, "Brother, you have to work hard, but you can't be punished to wash the toilet like Brother Fugui."
"He has learned to be good now. He honestly endorses, writes, and never dares to be lazy. Hearing that after he was punished for flushing the toilet, every time he made pumpkins in the school hall, he would definitely pull the others. Everyone went outside and went out to the restaurant, otherwise they would come to our house for dinner. "