[Xianxia] Accompanying Longmian

The farmer was making such a fuss, which not only alarmed the diners in the hall who were eating, but also alarmed the shopkeeper of the restaurant. He walked out from behind the counter and saw that the troublemaker was an old farmer carrying a chicken coop, so he sternly reprimanded: : "You won't be tolerated here, get out quickly! Get out!"

The old farmer clenched his fists tightly and said: "Your restaurant took my chicken, if you don't return it, I won't leave!"

The shopkeeper didn't know the old farmer well, and he was used to the local ruffians who came to blackmail him, and he thought he was also an evil person, so he didn't bother to waste his words, and directly shouted to the back: "Ah Er, Ah San, come here!"

When the restaurant recruits staff, it will specially recruit four or five young men with big arms and round waists. If street gangsters come to disturb you endlessly, or guests get drunk and make trouble, someone will deal with it.As soon as the shopkeeper greeted him, two strong men came forward, one by one on each side, trying to drag the old farmer out.

But Mu Bai made a wrong step to block in front, and said to the shopkeeper: "You didn't even ask the whole story, how can you just drive people away like this?"

Mu Bai was dressed luxuriously and had a good demeanor. The shopkeeper didn't dare to offend him too much, he hesitated to say something nice to persuade him to leave. At this time, the guy who had argued with the old farmer happened to come out with vegetables. He came to make trouble and even alarmed the shopkeeper, so he hurried over and said: "You old man, the county magistrate has already reprimanded you once, how dare you stay here!"

The shopkeeper was surprised and said: "It's all at the magistrate's place?" He turned his head to look at the old farmer, frowned after thinking for a while, and said: "Aren't you the one who came to the restaurant to sell chickens in the afternoon? What happened? What's going on?"

Before the old farmer could answer, the guy rushed to explain the cause and effect. The shopkeeper had other things to do. Hearing that the county magistrate had made a conclusion, which was still in his favor, he immediately stopped asking. Feeling lost in thought, she spread her hands towards Mu Bai and said, "Master, since the county magistrate has spoken, what orders do you have?"

Although the tone of these words sounded respectful, there was impatience between the lines, Mu Bai was not angry, and said with a smile: "I wonder if the shopkeeper can let us go to the back kitchen to see those chickens?" To be sure that you can help the old farmers get justice is just to take one step at a time.

The shopkeeper had no time to take care of these trivial matters, and waved to the guy, signaling that he was responsible for calming down the matter, then went back behind the counter, and Mu Bai and the others followed the guy into the back kitchen.

This restaurant is quite large, and the back kitchen is not small. There is also a spacious yard where dried vegetables and salted fish are dried. There are many cages around, and there are various kinds of chickens, ducks, geese and rabbits raised in them. .

Mu Bai turned his head and asked the guy: "How many chickens are there in your restaurant?"

The guy curled his lips and said: "How can this be calculated clearly? They are all taken and killed according to the needs of customers, and there is no definite number every day."

While talking, a cook happened to pass by, and the guy quickly waved to him and shouted: "Chef Zhang, cook Zhang!"

The cook took a look at the waiter, walked over, and asked, "Won't you want to ask me for food and drinks again, kid? This time, don't try to eat and drink for free!"

The guy sneered, and said: "Where is it, it's this master——" he pointed at Mu Bai, "—he wants to ask you a few words."

The cook frowned and said, "I only care about cooking, but I don't care about anything else." After he finished speaking, he turned around and wanted to leave. Suddenly, something blurred in front of his eyes, as if something was thrown towards him. When he subconsciously reached out to catch it, it turned out to be white silver.

Seeing the indifference on the cook's face, Ming Yuan immediately turned into an open-eyed smile the moment he got the money, snorted, and said, "It's convenient to take people's money. Do you want the money or go back to cook empty-handed? Choose the same." Bar."

The cook chuckled, put the silver in his arms carefully, and turned to Mu Bai and said, "Whatever this young master wants to ask, as long as I, Cook Zhang, know about it, I will definitely tell you everything."

Mu Bai nodded, and asked, "This afternoon, your restaurant is going to accept this farmer's chicken, do you know about it?"

Chef Zhang said: "I really don't know about it. Our kitchen is only responsible for raising chickens, killing chickens, and cooking chickens. He has always been in charge of buying chickens." After saying that, he pointed to the guy.

The old farmer also nodded, and said angrily: "It is indeed the price that this man negotiated with me, and my chicken is only missing one because of his hands."

Mu Bai thought for a while, then asked Chef Zhang, "Didn't you all buy these chickens from outside? Why do you have to raise them yourself?"

Chef Zhang pointed to the chicken coop in the farmer's hand, and said, "Young master, take a look—the chickens bought from outside usually grow up eating bugs and grass seeds, and the farmers are reluctant to feed them food, so they grow up naturally." The chickens are thin, and the quality of the meat is not fat enough. So after we buy the chickens, we have to raise them for a period of time, feed some leftover rice, chaff, etc., and then kill them for the guests after they are fattened up. Shout out!"

Mubai's eyes lit up, and he took a closer look at the chickens raised in the yard, then pointed to one of the cages, and asked the cook, "This cage chicken looks the thinnest, did you buy it recently? "

Chef Zhang said with a smile: "Young master has good eyesight, all the chickens here are bought three days ago."

Mu Bai pondered: "Three days ago? Then you haven't bought chickens in the past few days?"

Chef Zhang shook his head, said "No", and then asked the guy, "No?" The guy also answered "No".

Mu Bai showed a smile: "In that case, I want to buy all the chickens in this cage." Turning to the farmer, he said, "I want all the chickens in your hand too." Then he gently pulled La Mingyuan's sleeve , grinningly said: "Give me the money."

Ming Yuan rubbed his nose, resigned to his fate and handed the money to Chef Zhang and the old farmer respectively, but Chef Zhang hesitated and said, "We are a restaurant here, and the chicken is for food, not for sale. ..."

Mu Bai laughed and said: "Since you are willing to sell cooked ones, why can't you sell live ones? Isn't the purpose of doing business to make money?"

Chef Zhang thought for a while that this was indeed the case, so he took the money and handed the chicken cage to Mu Bai, thinking that a cage of chickens could be exchanged for such a large piece of money, and the shopkeeper would not blame him.

Mu Bai didn't answer, but said: "Now I want you to kill the two batches of chickens I just bought separately, and then take out the chicken gizzards and cut them apart."

Chef Zhang and the guy didn't know why, they looked at each other, and started to kill the chicken in a daze, but Ming Yuan already understood Mu Bai's intention, and secretly called this little guy smart.

After cutting open all the chicken gizzards, the guy was dumbfounded, and saw the old farmer's cage of farm chickens, the chicken gizzards were full of things like grass, sand and stones, and the chickens in the cage of chickens kept in the back kitchen Inside the gizzard were chaff and incompletely digested leftovers, but there was only one exception—the chicken’s stomach was the same as the farm chicken’s, with grass and gravel.

The old farmer finally saw the way, grabbed the boy by the collar, and was about to drag him to the yamen, but Mu Bai stopped him, shook his head and said: "It's getting dark, and the magistrate has already left the yamen, It’s useless for the old man to go now. Why don’t you find the shopkeeper and let him be the boss.” Then he said to the guy: “You go to your shopkeeper and explain to him what you have done.”

The buddy wanted to make another distinction, but firstly, he was really indisputable in the face of these bloody and bloody evidence, and secondly, he was really guilty.He didn't hide the old farmer's chicken for petty gain, but because the old farmer was stubborn and refused to give in when negotiating the price, he was angry and wanted to play tricks on him in this way.Now that the matter is exposed, if it gets to the shopkeeper, if he can't say it well, he will have to pack up and leave.

Thinking of this, the guy gritted his teeth, kneeled directly in front of Mu Bai, and begged: "My lord has a lot of people, let's spare the little one this time, there are old and young and there are young ones, and several mouths are too big. Waiting for dinner, if the shopkeeper knows about it, this small restaurant won’t be able to stay any longer.”

Mu Bai took a few steps back, shook his head and said, "You still don't understand the matter, it's this old man you're sorry for, not me..." He sighed, and turned back to the old farmer: "Old man, look at this thing--"

The old farmer glanced at the guy, bowed to Mu Bai, and said, "It's not that I'm stingy, and I'm catching on to his mistakes, but because of this matter, the county magistrate has already scolded me in the street. Everyone in the village is watching, if you don’t explain the matter clearly, it will be really hard for the little old man to be a man in the future.”

Mu Bai didn't have any good way to get the best of both worlds, so he couldn't help but cast his eyes on Ming Yuan, but Ming Yuan was a little impatient, and casually pointed to Chef Zhang, telling him to quickly call the shopkeeper to deal with the matter, while he pulled Mu Bai Bai went back to his room to rest.

Passing through the corridor, Ming Yuan finally couldn't help but asked Mu Bai: "How did you find out that the guy has a problem?" Even he didn't see that the guy was lying, because he really wasn't greedy for that chicken. motivation.

Mu Bai shook his head and said, "I didn't see it, but I firmly believe that old farmer won't lie."

Ming Yuan smiled and said, "It's just a one-time relationship, how dare you be so sure?"

Mu Bai shrugged and said, "Maybe I just believe what I want to believe."

Ming Yuan rubbed his hair, "You, sooner or later you will suffer a lot because of your bad intentions."

Mu Bai smiled flatteringly, and said, "Isn't it you here?"

Ming Yuan said with a straight face: "Yeah, with me here, when you ask for money, you just stretch out your hand, it's like having a God of Wealth by your side."

Mu Bai was a little embarrassed, at first he only thought of silver as a prettier stone, but now he gradually understands how important silver is in the mortal world, although it shows that Yuan is very generous every time he makes a move, but he has never seen it He has earned money before, so he can only make money and spend it. Sooner or later, he will have a day of sitting and eating, so he asked: "How do you earn all that money? Tell me, if one day you run out of money , I can also do the same, and make money for you to spend."

Ming Yuan pushed open the door, turned his head and said with a smile: "Making money is easy and easy to say, but also difficult to say, let's have dinner first, and let you try it yourself next time you have a chance."

The author has something to say: This case is adapted from "My Foshan People's Notes"