The tyrant's daughter is three and a half years old: the whole family is a villain
Chapter 306 Times have changed
Chapter 306 Times have changed
The corner of Beijing West Street.
The shopkeeper of the rice shop was fiddling with his abacus to calculate the profit of the day. The clerk came in from the long street wrapped in a jacket, stomped his feet, and felt that it was still cold. Feeling warm, he took off his hat, glanced at the shopkeeper, and sat down casually on a chair beside him.
The oil lamp on the cabinet was shaken by the wind. The shopkeeper raised his head from the ledger and looked at the unruly guy, and then at the door, "There are no rules and no rules. If someone finds out, the master will not spare you."
The tone is not very heavy, as if speaking casually.
The clerk snorted and changed his posture again, but he still pulled the curtain from the side and covered his upper body: "At this time, the common people are all going to watch the excitement at the gate of the scholar's mansion, so why would anyone come to this place?" .”
The shopkeeper snorted, looked at the bleakness of the fallen leaves outside the store, and seemed a little worried: "The business of the rice store is not very good now! It's about to close."
The clerk looked at the shopkeeper's sad face, with a strange expression: "Are you crazy, do you really think of yourself as the shopkeeper?"
"What's the matter? Doing what you do and loving what you do, don't you allow me to be dedicated?" The shopkeeper glanced at the guy, as if he was very dissatisfied with his slack attitude towards work.
The corner of the guy's mouth twitched and he wanted to go back, when there was a sudden movement at the door, the guy stood up from the chair, the shopkeeper also paused, adjusted the position of the kerosene lamp, and looked at the door.
The curtain was lifted, and the cold wind poured in from the outside.
"Shopkeeper, do you still sell rice?"
The man had a rough voice. He was wearing a black jacket and a black mask covering his face. He was no different from ordinary people except that he was a head taller than ordinary people.
The shopkeeper and the man looked at each other, the man heaved a sigh of relief, with a flattering smile on his face, "Yes, yes, how much do you want?"
The shopkeeper continued to make calculations, and the man gestured one by one with his hands. He didn't seem to be very talkative, and the clerk didn't look down because the man asked for less, and took the rice bag from the man to fill it.
The man didn't speak, but turned his gaze to the shopkeeper behind the cabinet, and said in a rough voice, "Shopkeeper, you're such a good abacus!"
"What's the use of ringing, business is not good." The shopkeeper didn't even lift his head.
The man sneered.
"Business is not good, but what you think in your heart is quite beautiful."
As soon as these words came out, the face of the guy who was loading the rice turned cold, and he pulled out a long knife from the rice. No one could see the movement in the shopkeeper's hand. In an instant, the abacus became a long handle Umbrella knife, the blade is sharp, with a faint red light on the top, it can be seen that it has killed many people.
Seeing this, the man's expression remained unchanged under the mask, and he slowly pulled off the mask, revealing an ordinary face, except that there was a long scar on his face, which looked particularly hideous, and he threw the things in his hand to the ground, Showing a smile that deserves a beating, this smile was taught to him by his boss, but he doesn't usually smile very much, so that he looks fierce and beating:
"Weapons are good weapons, that is... you two, open your eyes and take a good look. The times have changed. This is no longer the era of fighting and killing."
The quality of the porcelain bottle is quite good. It rolled several times on the ground and stopped when it hit the cabinet door.
The expressions of the two of them changed, and they raised their arms subconsciously to cover their mouths and noses, but before they could move, they felt dizzy, and before they could even say anything, they fell to the ground with two bangs.
good night
(End of this chapter)
The corner of Beijing West Street.
The shopkeeper of the rice shop was fiddling with his abacus to calculate the profit of the day. The clerk came in from the long street wrapped in a jacket, stomped his feet, and felt that it was still cold. Feeling warm, he took off his hat, glanced at the shopkeeper, and sat down casually on a chair beside him.
The oil lamp on the cabinet was shaken by the wind. The shopkeeper raised his head from the ledger and looked at the unruly guy, and then at the door, "There are no rules and no rules. If someone finds out, the master will not spare you."
The tone is not very heavy, as if speaking casually.
The clerk snorted and changed his posture again, but he still pulled the curtain from the side and covered his upper body: "At this time, the common people are all going to watch the excitement at the gate of the scholar's mansion, so why would anyone come to this place?" .”
The shopkeeper snorted, looked at the bleakness of the fallen leaves outside the store, and seemed a little worried: "The business of the rice store is not very good now! It's about to close."
The clerk looked at the shopkeeper's sad face, with a strange expression: "Are you crazy, do you really think of yourself as the shopkeeper?"
"What's the matter? Doing what you do and loving what you do, don't you allow me to be dedicated?" The shopkeeper glanced at the guy, as if he was very dissatisfied with his slack attitude towards work.
The corner of the guy's mouth twitched and he wanted to go back, when there was a sudden movement at the door, the guy stood up from the chair, the shopkeeper also paused, adjusted the position of the kerosene lamp, and looked at the door.
The curtain was lifted, and the cold wind poured in from the outside.
"Shopkeeper, do you still sell rice?"
The man had a rough voice. He was wearing a black jacket and a black mask covering his face. He was no different from ordinary people except that he was a head taller than ordinary people.
The shopkeeper and the man looked at each other, the man heaved a sigh of relief, with a flattering smile on his face, "Yes, yes, how much do you want?"
The shopkeeper continued to make calculations, and the man gestured one by one with his hands. He didn't seem to be very talkative, and the clerk didn't look down because the man asked for less, and took the rice bag from the man to fill it.
The man didn't speak, but turned his gaze to the shopkeeper behind the cabinet, and said in a rough voice, "Shopkeeper, you're such a good abacus!"
"What's the use of ringing, business is not good." The shopkeeper didn't even lift his head.
The man sneered.
"Business is not good, but what you think in your heart is quite beautiful."
As soon as these words came out, the face of the guy who was loading the rice turned cold, and he pulled out a long knife from the rice. No one could see the movement in the shopkeeper's hand. In an instant, the abacus became a long handle Umbrella knife, the blade is sharp, with a faint red light on the top, it can be seen that it has killed many people.
Seeing this, the man's expression remained unchanged under the mask, and he slowly pulled off the mask, revealing an ordinary face, except that there was a long scar on his face, which looked particularly hideous, and he threw the things in his hand to the ground, Showing a smile that deserves a beating, this smile was taught to him by his boss, but he doesn't usually smile very much, so that he looks fierce and beating:
"Weapons are good weapons, that is... you two, open your eyes and take a good look. The times have changed. This is no longer the era of fighting and killing."
The quality of the porcelain bottle is quite good. It rolled several times on the ground and stopped when it hit the cabinet door.
The expressions of the two of them changed, and they raised their arms subconsciously to cover their mouths and noses, but before they could move, they felt dizzy, and before they could even say anything, they fell to the ground with two bangs.
good night
(End of this chapter)
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