Chapter 114: One hundred and seventeen

Chapter 114 Chapter 117: Banquet
After the guards drove the land ruffians away, Mi Bai finally gained freedom, and rushed to the old courtyard with two bags of grain that night.
The door that should have been closed in the yard was open, and Mi Bai felt tight, and ran into the yard a few steps.
He was so flustered in his heart that he could not observe whether anyone was following him, and said loudly, "Children, come out."
In the rustling, a girl with a small twitch crawled out of a piece of thatch, and when she saw the beige, she threw her eyes red.
"Ouuuu, brother Mi Bai." Xiaoya cried and blushed: "I thought you didn't want me."
The white nose was sour, she squatted down to hold the shivering little girl, and gently patted her back to comfort her: "How come my brother doesn't want you, other people."
The little girl buried her face in her beige arms, and the urn sounded angrily: "They all went out to find food."
Beige looked bitter and hated her incompetence.
Because of a little face problem, if I could communicate with the shopkeeper a few days sooner, how could I end up in this way.
There is no way for the children to find food. It is nothing more than begging, but the beggars on the border of the west of the city are controlled by the Yiqi Gang, but all the beggars of unknown origin will be taken away by them, let alone this group of vagrants. Some kind people often have children lost.
Only one of the eight children in the deserted courtyard was left behind, and the others had all gone out. Mi Bai only hoped that they would all come back.
It wasn't until the evening that children came back one after another, some with a few coppers, some with a bowl of cold rice, and more empty bowls.
"One, two, three." Looking at the sun sinking in the west, Mi Bai felt even more anxious, because Yang Fan still did not come back.
Yang Fan is regarded as the leader of this group of children, and also the elder brother. He has a mature mind and a kind-hearted nature far surpassing his peers. But this kind of child is the favorite of street gangsters, because of such a good-looking child, selling to a brothel as a is a very expensive income.
Therefore, Mi Bai was particularly worried about Yang Fan and stared at the courtyard gate from time to time.
It was not until the bright moon hung high and Yang Fan came back that his heart was let go.
"Brother Fan, you are back." Xiaoya greeted her first.
Yang Fan smiled at Xiaoya, raised a fat fish in his hand and said, "Girl, see what brother brought you back."
"Wow! What a big fish!" The little girl looked excited at the things in Yang Fan's hand, turned her head and said to Mi Bai: "Brother Bai, Brother Bai, look at what Brother Fan brought back."
Mi Bai walked out of the house, her eyes full of guilt and relief.
The guilty thing is that if he could bring food earlier, the child would not have to go down the Lingjiang River to catch fish. Xiaoya only saw the fatty fish in Yang Fan's hand, but did not see his red and swollen hands.
I am gratified that Yang Fan is worthy of the children's eldest brother, courageous but must be the first.
"Big Brother Bai, you are here." Yang Fan smiled and greeted Mi Bai, raising the fat fish in his hand and said: "Please eat fish!"
Mi Bai smiled and took the fat fish in Yang Fan's hand, rubbing his head severely.
Fish porridge, thanks to the efforts of everyone, this meal is even better than New Year's Eve.
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Mi Bai has a total of ten days of annual rest, and the tenth day is when he officially starts to work.
"Secretary Mi, accompany me to Weiya Xiaozhu to a banquet tomorrow." Feng Dezheng walked to the table of Mi Bai, said something and left.
Mi Bai got up and nodded, because he was very grateful to the shopkeeper for driving away the bullies.
Weiya Xiaozhu is a high-end tavern in the west of the city. The famous wine Zhuyeqing has a sweet taste, mild taste, slightly bitter taste but excellent sweetness. It is a rare health tonic in Xiling wine industry. Therefore, even the prices of dishes with Weiya Xiaozhu are extremely high. It is said that a table of wine and food costs thirty or forty gold, which is almost a month's salary.
Although he didn't understand why the shopkeeper wanted to invite himself, Mi Bai didn't doubt that he had him, and directly accepted the promise.
The next day, Mi Bai followed Feng Dezheng's frame to the elegant room of Weiya Xiaozhu.
Someone was waiting on the table early, and the person's facial features were extremely deep, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a pair of sword eyebrows seemed very heroic, which made people feel good at a glance.
Feng Dezheng pointed to the man and introduced to Mi Bai: "Understand, this is the leader of the Yiqi Gang, Gong Zheng."
Mi Bai was shocked, not understanding what Feng De meant.
Gong Zheng stood up, with a gentle smile, bowed his hands to Feng Dezheng and Mi Bai and said: "The shopkeeper Feng is polite, brother Bai, I am the leader of the Yiqi helper Gong Zheng. I heard that you have some misunderstandings with my brothers. , I hope you don’t take it to your heart. This glass of wine just apologizes for my brother’s recklessness."
While talking, Gong Zheng raised his glass and drank it in one go.
Mi Bai looked at Gong Zheng so understanding, thinking that maybe it was a misunderstanding in his heart, raised his wine glass and replied: "It's all small misunderstandings, don't worry about the helper."
After all, I drank the green bamboo leaf wine in one sip.
The three people were seated, and the atmosphere was peaceful.
"Gong is young and promising, it's amazing." Feng Dezheng was also the first time he saw Gong Zheng and praised him.
The other party is only in his thirties and can gain a reputation for being a loyal helper. He would not believe it if it were not for the support of noble people behind him.
Gong Zheng could understand Feng Dezheng’s words, and said modestly: "What is young and promising, but he dares to give his life and some luck to spell out a little name. How can he compare with Feng's shopkeeper? Rely on the nourishment from the Feng family tree."
The expression is humble, but there is a lot of killing in the words, full of bare feet not afraid of wearing shoes.
Feng Dezheng smiled freely and freely, "It's still the master Gong who can see clearly, drinking and drinking."
After drinking for three rounds, Feng Dezheng squinted his drunken eyes and asked, "Bang Master Gong is interested in the business of calligraphy and painting?"
Mi Bai was startled and suddenly realized that things might not be what she thought.
Gong Zheng also seemed to be drunk, and blushed in response: "I'm not interested. I was all in my hand in the calligraphy and painting business in the west of the city, but I died of a fake copy, and I couldn't find anyone." She also looked at Mi Bai with a pity in her eyes and sighed: "I am not as blessed as Shopkeeper Feng. I sit quietly at home and the sky will rain golden rain."
These words made Feng Dezheng feel useful, and sighed: "I just discovered this just now, I wonder if the host is willing to cooperate with me?"
"Oh?" Gong Zheng asked with a blush, shaking his head, "What a cooperative method."
Feng Dezheng toasted and drank, put the empty glass on the table, and said with a chuckle: "Of course, I am out of people, you sell goods, and the money you get is 21%."
Gong Zheng nodded and said: "I thought that shopkeeper Feng wanted to eat this business alone, but I didn't expect to think of his younger brother so loyally. That younger brother would not let his brother down. Forty-six is ​​divided, brother gets six, brother gets four."
"Good brother!" Feng Dezheng couldn't expect the other party to say so, and immediately changed his name: "From now on, you will be my own brother. If there is anything that can't be solved, please come to your brother."
Although Feng Dezheng is the treasurer of Qingfengxing, the treasurer's position is dead money, and even the right to transfer personnel is limited to some insignificant people, such as the chief of the accountant guard, who is assigned by the Feng family.
Perhaps 20,000 gold a year's salary is not a small sum for most people, but for people like Feng Dezheng who has seen the extravagant life of the clan young master, 20,000 gold is enough for anything.
He always wanted to find a profit, but he suffered from no way out. When he knew that Mi Bai wrote a good handwriting, he was moved.
It was the lion who opened his mouth in half of the people alone, and it was unexpected that the other party would take a step back. How could this make him not excited, even if he had promised to go out.
But how can Gong Zheng really believe this kind of momentary excitement, or humbly said: "How can I trouble my brother, my brother will just sit at home and collect the money, and the other things will be done properly."
"Good! Good! Good! Drink." Feng Dezheng picked up the glass and drank it again, excited.
The two talked about a big business worth hundreds of thousands of dollars a year, but they never considered the feeling of sitting between them.
I thought it was a wonderful move to ask the shopkeeper for help, but now it seems that it is undoubtedly pushing myself into a more dangerous situation.
If Gong is a hungry wolf who cannibalize people without spitting out bones, then Feng Dezheng is undoubtedly a tiger.
Suddenly, Mi Bai was like falling into an ice cave, and his heart became heavier and heavier.
(End of this chapter)