Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

The city of Yangzhou at night was far less prosperous than later generations. After the night ban, there was no one on the street except the patrolling sergeants. E Novel WwㄟW. %1XIAOSHUO. COM

A small flag and a team, the main streets of Yangzhou City are under surveillance.

Fang Xing's goal was too big, so instead of riding a horse, he sat in a carriage.

The two hundred households were divided into four teams, heading east of the city from several directions.

Next door to the Yuan family, Yuan Renzheng hugged the Cui Niang, and Cui Niang gave him a leather cup from time to time, and the two gradually became in love and debauched.

"Puff!"

Yuan Ren's hand was walking around. At this moment, there was a muffled noise outside the door, and he jumped up like a shot rabbit.

"master……"

Cui Niang was still in confusion, Yuan Ren suddenly let go, making her a little empty.

"To shut up!"

The red tide on Yuan Ren's face has dissipated, and the rest is pale because of nervousness.

The candlelight reflected Yuan Ren's shadow on the window paper, looking wobbly.

The silence outside the door lasted for a long time, and Cui Niang trembled all over, and said, "Master, but the culprit?"

"Shut up for Lao Tzu!"

Yuan Ren turned around and shouted in a ferocious face. With sweat on his face, he tremblingly took out a short blade from his waist, and asked: "Who is outside? Talking!"

But it was still quiet outside, and a gust of wind blew by, making the window lattices rattle.

The heart was beating violently, and the sweat soaked through the underwear in an instant. Yuan Ren felt his throat dry, so he courageously touched the window and looked out.

There is a bolt on the door, which can at least guarantee the safety for a period of time, so Yuan Ren gradually calmed down.

"Who?!"

Yuan Ren put his face on the window paper, his eyes were staring, and then he saw a dark shadow suddenly appearing from the bottom to the top.

"Huh..."

Yuan Ren let out a dry yell, like... Ye Xiao.

"Crack!"

The black shadow remained motionless, and just when Yuan Ren wanted to retreat, he punched through the window lattice. Those wooden lattices seemed to be paper-sticky and were easily broken.

"what……"

Just as Cui Niang screamed in fear, Yuan Ren moved his feet and wanted to escape.

"Crack!"

The hand that had just broken the window lattice slammed forward, grabbed Yuan Ren by the neck, and then yanked.

"Spare..."

Yuan Ren's head was pulled out of the window, and he yelled in panic.

"ignition!"

The torch was lit, and the burly man who grabbed Yuan Ren said, "Master, do you want to pull it out?"

"He's not shit."

When Yuan Ren heard the sound, he saw a young man in Tsing Yi standing in the middle of the yard with his hands in his hands, with sergeants all behind him.

"Xing... Xing He Bo..."

At such a young age, and at night, he could still bring a sergeant to show up here under night prohibition. Yuan Ren knew who he was without even thinking about it.

Fang Xing regretfully slapped the sweet-scented osmanthus tree beside him, "It's too big, otherwise I really want to get it back."

"Xing He Bo, the younger one can get it to Jinling..."

"Oh, is it so?"

Fang Xing walked over with a smile and looked at Yuan Ren, who had only one head exposed, and smiled: "Does the shopkeeper Yuan wish to invite Fang to have a cup of tea?"

"Willing."

Yuan Ren nodded desperately in Xin Laoqi's hands, and then let out a painful stubble on his neck.

"Lord, please let go, and the younger one will open the door immediately."

Yuan Ren smiled at the dead face of Old Xin Xin.

Xin Laoqi shook his head: "No, we can do it ourselves."

Fang Wu stepped back in front of the door, and then rushed forward, his shoulder directly hit the middle of the door.

"Boom!"

"what……"

The door was knocked open, and Fang Wu rushed in first with a knife. He patrolled around and saw no one except the screaming Cui Niang, so he turned around and said, "Master, it's safe in the house."

After Fang woke up, Xin Laoqi let go of Yuan Ren.

Yuan Ren knelt under the window and panted. Fang Wu kicked the short blade in his hand and shouted, "Kneel to my master!"

Fang Xing sat on a chair and looked at the more than ten dishes on the table, and couldn't help boasting: "They are all good dishes! What a pity."

Hearing this, Yuan Ren walked over and cried: "Uncle, woohoo! Uncle, the youngest is willing to dedicate all the family property to his uncle, just to survive..."

Fang Xing kicked his feet on the ground and slid away with the chair, and then said: "Ben Bo is not a robber, you don't need to worry about your belongings. But... Fang Wu, get that woman away."

"Uncle forgive me..."

Cui Niang was so frightened by these words that she was trembling on the ground.

"Bun doesn't want anyone's life, go out!"

Fang Xing frowned and shouted.

After the crying Cui Niang was taken out, Fang Xing looked at Yuan Ren and said playfully, "Treasurer Yuan, would you like to cooperate with Uncle to clean up the demon atmosphere in Yangzhou Mansion?"

Miao Chengfu and the others are dead!

This idea passed in Yuan Ren's mind. He kowtowed and said: "The little one is willing to come in the wind for the uncle, and go in the rain. There is no complaint."

"There is nothing to say..."

Yuan Ren was so frightened that he quickly wanted to show his determination, but Fang Xing said slowly: "If you run away, you will die. If you don't run, there is still a way to survive, so Ben is not afraid that you will run away."

"Little dare not."

"Just don't dare."

Fang Xing sighed: "There are always people who think they are very smart, and they think they are extremely smart, but in the end, most of these people are smart for themselves. I hope you can do it yourself."

Yuan Ren was stunned by Fang Xing's soft and hard attitude. Just when he vowed to be Fang Xing's loyal dog all his life, Fang Xing took out a piece of paper.

"You must be familiar with the salt market in the south. Uncle Ben asks you, once you are born..."

...

After one night, the people of Yangzhou Prefecture were surprised to find that nothing happened last night.

It shouldn't be!

Although Miao Chengfu lives in a small place, he is very particular about life.

After washing, he walked slowly to the dining room.

The breakfast is very hearty, with both northern and southern dishes, including one of Miao Chengfu’s favorite Wufu balls.

Shrimp, mutton, chicken, beef, and goose, these five kinds of meat are mixed with secret sauces, fried with pigs, and the taste can make people forget their tongues.

After breakfast, Miao Chengfu asked about the situation in the city last night. When he learned that nothing was going on, he breathed a sigh of relief and said in a puzzled way: "According to this Xinghe Bo’s previous two methods, he shouldn’t So peaceful!"

"Master~www.NovelMTL.com~ Is it because Xinghebo feels that he has no chance of winning, so he just wants to stay on hold!"

The butler has followed Miao Chengfu for many years and has gone through many storms, so he looked down on Fang Xing and felt that Fang Xing would not dare to risk these salt merchants, otherwise everyone would be burned!

Miao Chengfu said from the corner of his eye: "That's Taisun's teacher. When he arrives in Yangzhou City, he will retreat if he doesn't advance. We can afford to wait, but he can't afford it!"

Thinking of Miao Chengfu and others' recent measures to reduce the amount of private salt, the housekeeper couldn't help but nodded: "Master, should we take the initiative to test it?"

Miao Chengfu's eyes lit up, "Well, that's a good idea, wait for me to discuss it with Hu Erwen."

But when he arrived at Hu Erwen's house, he was told that his master was not there. As for where he went, no one knew.

Miao Chengfu came here on excitement and returned after defeat. He couldn't help cursing: "Where is this much-minded lotus-like guy?"

If Miao Chengfu saw Hu Erwen kneeling in front of Fang Xing at this time, he would probably yell at him.