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Chapter 452 Meeting Wen Guan
Ah Jing almost fell asleep waiting.
Then I saw a woman walking in, followed by her three sons, all of whom were drunk.

"I guess your father has been scolded again. I am smart. I won't be scolded here," the woman said as she walked. None of her three sons responded.

"Aunt Qiao San," a female voice came from the Wang family next door.
"Hey!" Rong Qiao agreed immediately.

"I say, I have seen your three sons vomiting and peeing in front of Old Zhang's house for several days. It's really inappropriate. It's okay for others, but you should also take care of your own sons," the man said.

"Okay, okay," Rong Qiao agreed immediately, "How could that be? It's definitely not my son. They are all very well behaved." After saying that, Rong Qiao glanced at her three precious sons.

His three sons were also very proud. With a bang, they immediately fell down and fell asleep.

"Ah," Aunt Wang sighed and left.
"You guys, all you know is sleep! Hurry up and get up, there are guests here!" Rong Qiao hit them one by one, but no one woke up.

"Shame on you! Shame on you!" Rong Qiao was so angry.

"What do you want to eat?" Rong Qiao looked at Cheng Mu and A Jing with a smile.

"You two haven't eaten yet, I think? I have some hot peanuts and some good liquor here. Drinking them in autumn is the best way to warm your stomach," Rong Qiao responded quickly. "I'll make you some scrambled eggs with tomatoes. The price of tomatoes has gone up in the past two days. We grow them in our backyard, so I'll give them to you at the original price, a total of three copper bars."

"Okay, thank you then, just come up quickly," Cheng Mu said, taking out three copper bars and placing them on the table.

Rong Qiao put away the three copper bars with a smile.
After a while, it was served. The proprietress also brought two sweet rice cakes, which were shiny and golden.
Ah Jing nodded frequently while eating. Although this restaurant was small, the food was indeed delicious. However, Cheng Mu took away the liquor and did not let Ah Jing drink it.
Cheng Mu ordered two more bowls of dumpling soup, and they drank while waiting.
Ah Jing still didn't say a word.

I waited until almost noon.

"Boss lady," Wenguan is here,
"Hey, little ancestor, I'm doing business here, you you you," Rong Qiao still smiled,
"Madam, I really need a little charity from you. Please be kind enough," Wen Guan persisted.

As Ajing watched, he really wanted to say: Beggars are too difficult to deal with. In this world, begging is simply too much. The thing I dare not watch the most is begging. Being a slave is better than being a beggar, right?
"Boss lady, this is my brother," Cheng Mu said.

"Hey," Rong Qiao smiled, "Come on, take a seat."

Wen Guan was also very surprised. When he saw Cheng Mu’s outfit, he didn’t look like a rich man. How could he be so - indifferent?
"You..." Wen Guan was about to say something, but his defensiveness immediately took effect and he stopped talking.

"I used to be a beggar too," Cheng Mu stretched out his left arm, which had a "beggar's mark with a horizontal and a fold."

This made A Jingdu dumbfounded. When did he get a brand like this? A beggar's brand?
Is it possible that there really was a "star" who was once a beggar?

Ajing didn't dare to say a word. She didn't know what Cheng Mu's plan was. She just sat there quietly and ate.

"Are you a beggar?" Wen Guan's defense was instantly broken, he was a little bit unbelievable.

"I'm not doing very well now, I'm just doing odd jobs in the Changsheng Theater," Cheng Mu said.

Ah Jing thought: Cheng Mu is talking about Ye Xing,

"It's just enough to make a living, so it's okay to find a legitimate business, and everything will be fine slowly." Cheng Mu looked at Wen Guan and said,
"Little brother, I see you are still young, what are your plans for the future?" Cheng Mu said.

"I still hope to become a scholar and have a bright future," Wen Guan said.

"Let me ask you, if studying really can't support you and you will starve to death, would you still want to be a scholar?" Cheng Mu asked.

Ah Jing thought: Cheng Mu, don't scare him. Can't you use your "golden finger" to give him a way to have enough money and a chance to study? You obviously have a big family... You don't need this little money... But Ah Jing still didn't dare to interrupt.

"I... I don't know, I don't know. I really just want to survive now," Wen Guan said, staring at the food on the table.

"Boss lady, another meal please," Cheng Mu said.

"Okay," Rong Qiao said softly.

After a while, the food came up.
"Thank you," Cheng Mu said.

"You're welcome. Enjoy your meal, sir. Tell me if you need anything." Rong Qiao was very tactful. She was a qualified lady boss.
This tavern has already had some people come in the afternoon, so the business should be good in the evening.

"Please eat and drink," Cheng Mu just said, Wen Guan couldn't help but eat and drink.
Wen Guan was chewing his food carefully, and had no time to talk to Cheng Mu.
Looks like he hasn't eaten in a long time.

While eating, Wen Guan exerted too much force and almost fainted.

……

Ah Jing looked at him, also silent.

"Brother, I want to follow you..." Wen Guan said stiffly.
Wen Guan looked at Cheng Mu and wiped the steamed bun crumbs from the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, Wen Guan felt that it was not important what he did, what was important was that he could follow him.
"Okay, think it through. If you follow me, you'll have food to eat, but other things are not certain," Cheng Mu said.

"It's getting late, don't rush, think it through," Cheng Mu stood up and signaled Ajing and the others that it was time to leave.
Ah Jing followed Cheng Mu to the door of Zaozhi Tavern.
"When you've made up your mind, come find me in the kitchen of Changsheng Theater. My name is Ye Xing, which means Ye as in leaf and Xing as in prosperous. You should be able to write it," Cheng Mu said.

"Ye Xing..." Wen Guan muttered to himself...

……

The evening was particularly dark. Ah Jing looked back at the pub. As expected, many people had gathered there. It was hard to find Wen Guan...

"Huh, I can finally speak," Ajing said.

"You really cooperated, you didn't say a word," Cheng Mu said with a smile.
"That's right, how can it disrupt your plan?" A Jing said,

"Thank you, thank you," Cheng Mu thanked him hurriedly.

"Hey, this Wen Guan should be a scholar who has been separated from his family since he was a child," A Jing looked at Cheng Mu, "I thought you would take him directly to Zhaoxing Pavilion,"

"Why, you want to change other people's fate again?" Cheng Mu knew A Jing's character.

"I don't have to get involved, but it's heartbreaking to see this. He's a good kid, and he looks younger than Tao Sheng. Tao Sheng's family allows him to... do what he wants... but there's only this literary barrier," Ah Jing shook his head.
"People of the same age have different fates," said Ajing.

……

The evening was particularly dark. Ah Jing looked back at the pub. As expected, many people had gathered there. It was hard to find Wen Guan...