Reborn Farmer's Businesswoman

Chapter 199 The Lone Soldier Captures the King (5)

"Everyone is a layman, who is still like a fairy and doesn't shit?"

Lin Youtian was amused by Han Qing's words, and he even shook his head and smiled at Heizi, "If you speak rough words, you will defecate if you can eat them. Who can't eat?"

Heizi also laughed, his heart warmed, and he couldn't help saying: "It was originally my mother's job to pour Yexiang. When my mother became ill, I took over from her. Everyone called me a brat."

After finishing speaking, he said again: "Don't worry, I will wash myself clean every time I get home."

Han Qing couldn't help laughing, and handed him a jar of bean paste: "My sister will give it to you."

"Sister, don't pity me, I can make money, not to mention I haven't finished eating the fermented bean curd last time."

Han Qing glanced at Lin Youtian suddenly, and then quietly said to Heizi, "My sister didn't give it to you for nothing, tell us about Master Zhou and Lao Wu, or did you see the county magistrate?"

Heizi didn't worry too much, and told the truth: "The county master often goes in and out of Zuixiang Building, even the wife of the county magistrate also made trouble in Zuixiang Building several times."

"Did you see a man with a scarred face and a broken arm enter Zuixiang Building?"

Heizi scratched his head and thought about it, and said in a deep voice, "I've met him once or twice, and he was still with Lao Wu. Sister, why do you ask this?"

Lin Youtian shook his head, unwilling to drag a child into the vortex, so Han Qing didn't ask any further, secretly said: Sure enough, brothels and inns are the best gathering places for information!

As if remembering something, Heizi suddenly said: "There is a hunchbacked guard next to the county magistrate, who almost got into a fight with Scarface once. In the end, Master Zhou came out and said that the two of them should not interfere with the master's important affairs, otherwise they are the only ones asking !"

After speaking, Heizi contacted back and forth, suddenly shocked.

"Do they all know each other?"

Lin Youtian put the bean paste in Heizi's arms, and said slowly: "What you said just now, Heizi will definitely rot in his stomach, and you must not tell anyone about it, so as not to hurt your life."

Heizi nodded. Although he didn't know the connection, the county magistrate colluded with the hooligans, so he was definitely not a good official.

Heizi intended to remind Han Qing, now that the words had been brought, he left with Doujiang in his arms.

As soon as Heizi left, Han Qing glanced at the thoughtful man beside him.

"What are you thinking?"

Lin Youtian suppressed all the thoughts in his heart, pursed his lips and said with a smile: "Is it true that heavenly immortals don't shit?"

"..."

The two laughed for a while, and more and more hawkers came to buy fermented bean curd, and they were all sold out in a short while, and then returned to Linjiacun.

The next day, the two set off again.

It's just that he was not as lucky as yesterday, and Scar personally intercepted him on the road.

The other party seemed to come out in full force, nearly a hundred people, and surrounded the road with water.

Han Qing laughed: "Boss Scar is really easy to handle, if he says he will come in person, then he will come in person."

Scar's right arm was still aching, seeing the woman in front of him was full of hatred, and he didn't want to deal with her at all!
In the hands of this woman, he suffered twice, and each time he was in a mess.

Now that he has figured it out, he must be quick, ruthless, and decisive when dealing with this girl, and he must not relax a bit!
"Catch that kid here!" Dao Scar was full of murderous intent, wishing to peel off Han Qing's skin and drink Han Qing's blood.

Han Qing wanted to make a move, but Lin Youtian held her hands down.

Lin Youtian's deep and deep voice sounded: "You don't need to do anything, I'll go there by myself."

After all, Chao Hanqing smiled softly: "Trust me."

Han Qing clenched her small hands tightly, terrified, far more frightened than a knife resting on her neck.

(End of this chapter)