Otherworldly Merchant

Just after returning from Ma Cheng, the white boss of the antique street told me that he had muddy legs every day for two days. He sounded like he was from Shandong. He asked Mr. Zhang if he was here every day. It seemed like there was an emergency.

My heart said that Master is still famous, so far, people have come to admire it, it's beautiful in my heart.

I didn't come back for a few days, so I cleaned the shop, made a pot of tea, and waited for this man to come to me.

At noon, a middle-aged man in a sweater came to the store with a big bag in his hand and asked if I was Mr. Zhang. It was the Shandong who heard the accent from Mr. Bai.

I said, "I am." The man shouted excitedly, "Ah, I've been expecting you! Mr. Zhang, you have to save our village. ”

If there's no end to it, it makes me a little angry, so I asked him to sit down and pour him a cup of tea. The man sipped the jasmine tea, his eyes narrowed into a line, and he said, “Smells good! Mr. Zhang is worthy of being a tall man, even drinking tea is so polite. ”

“Uncle, what's your last name?” I asked.

“My name is Li, my name is Da Kang...”

“Pfft!”

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It took me a long time to push it away, and I naturally didn't take anything away. When I invited Dakang out, I felt a little guilty about the look on my face that made me cry.

This man couldn't walk across the street, so I couldn't even go out for lunch. I had to soak a bowl in the store to face it. Li Mazi is still in Ma Cheng and the beautiful teacher are drunk and dead. Yin Xinyue took a leave of absence the previous two days and had a lot of work to deal with. I had to spend it alone with him in the store.

This afternoon in the store can hold me down, I can only call out the tail jade to relieve the boredom, after all in Massachusetts promised to fill her with sperm blood for two weeks.

After dark, Dakang stood across the street with a dry bun in his hand.

I'm not feeling guilty anymore, I'm tired. Isn't this a fucking moral kidnapping? I hate this shit all my life!

And I thought, "I don't care, you can stand as long as you want."

“Mr. Zhang, please save the villagers! ”

Several passers-by in the street were attracted by this scene to see the noise. My face turned blue and red. I hurried to lift him up and photograph the dirt off his pants. I persuaded him: "What's the matter with you? Find the government at this time. ”

“Mr. Zhang, let's not tell you that I have found all the departments to look for, and I did get some donations and relief food for the townsfolks, but these are the first steps to help the poor. If this rain doesn't stop, next year we really only have to eat.” He shed a few tears.

I sighed. Forget it. I thought it was bad luck.

“Okay, I'll come with you! ”