Jin Tang

Chapter 33
After returning to the car dealership, after settling down the yellow and thin horse, Mo Yang went to the shop to get his own food. This lunch served soup cakes, but this food could not be taken away.

This thing was welcomed by the coachmen at this time.

After all, in such a severe cold weather, especially when it has been blown by the cold wind outside for so long, it is really a great enjoyment for Tili Tulu to eat a big bowl of hot soup cakes.

It's just that, these steward-level coachmen can't bring food back to the family to eat.

For this reason, some people would rather eat later, and bring their own sons over, and you will share the food with me.

Dizihao is no longer as quiet as it used to be, full of chattering voices.

"I'm really envious of those big managers who can eat at Tianzihao. I heard that the big shopkeeper is kind enough to allow each of them to bring three family members to eat without charging any fees. How much food can be saved for the family!"

Holding his own bowl, Mo Yang heard the discussion, and found a seat nearby to sit down silently, enjoying his soup cake in a leisurely manner.

"Third Master didn't bring his family over here, it's a waste of quota." A little steward Mo Yang once saw sighed.

"You are so valued by Wang Baye, if you ask him for a favor, it may not be a problem to get a few more copies from Chef Liu." The companion on the side urged.

"Harm~ this can't be done!" The steward was not stupid, and immediately replied, "Wang Baye will not make an exception for me. He himself is so valued by the big shopkeeper, and he still abides by the rules. He only brought Dalang and his wife with him." The three of you and the old lady went to Tianzihao to eat, and the other family members didn't bring it."

"That's it, that's it." The companion realized that his tone was a bit sharp, and quickly agreed.

In the gossip of these few stewards, Mo Yang also got some news about Wang Ba.

Although this Wang Ba already has a family, but recently, because of the unrest in the city, he brought his wife and children to live in the car dealership.

It's not just Wang Ba, but other high-ranking stewards have also chosen to operate in this way. After all, the big shopkeeper employs so many patrol forces, which seems very reassuring.

Mo Yang chewed the soup cakes in a dull way, feeling a little worried in his heart. This guy is just a manager who rarely picks up jobs, and the ones who pick up are those who receive the nobles. The routes are all bustling and bustling places, and people come from the streets. There are people everywhere, and it is not easy to do it at all.

And since he lives in a car dealership, even sneaking up on him on his way home from get off work has become a luxury.

But there is one thing worth noting, this guy will go outside the Chongde Gate on the last day of every week.

Chongdemen is actually a place that refugees don't like to go to. The land is very remote and there is a dead forest. Especially at night, when the wind blows past, the branches rattle, as if there are many ghosts showing their teeth and claws.

On the contrary, many people who can't survive choose to hang themselves here and end their lives.

Although I don't know why Wang Ba goes to this place every week, what is certain is that this guy is very careful, always brings a few followers who have practiced a few times, and never goes out alone.

Therefore, even if you follow him in the wild, he has so many men with him, and the mist has no effect, which is really very tricky.

This guy turned himself into a hedgehog all of a sudden, and it was not easy to start with.

Mo Yang picked up the bowl and poured the remaining noodle soup into his stomach.

He decided to meet the fox and discuss how to proceed.

When Mo Yang arrived at the alley where they met for the first time, the fox was already hunched over, with his hands in his sleeves jumping around from the cold.

"Let's go, let's go to Wan Niang and say, this terrible weather, I'm going to freeze to death!" The fox's cheeks were flushed from the cold.

"Go to the ruined temple." Mo Yang took out his bunch of keys and shook them in front of the fox, "Let Rong'er get you something warm to fill your belly, and then help me move."

"Heh! Boss always says I'm outrageous and loves to have fun." The fox raised his eyebrows on purpose, "I really should let him come and see you, the boy has settled down in this whole place, and he's about to hide his beauty in a golden house."

"What nonsense are you talking about? It's a rented house." Mo Yang punched the other party, "Rong'er is a poor little girl I hired, the old man who raised her and the younger brother who grew up with her are both missing. Now, the situation is so dangerous now, it's not good to keep her in the ruined temple."

The two strode towards the ruined temple, chatting while walking.

"This Wang Ba's behavior is really similar to his name." The fox said angrily, "I was out in the cold all day, and kept staring at this dealership. This guy has never been out of the house like a tortoise."

Mo Yang told the fox all the news he heard in the car dealership, which made the fox a little embarrassed.

"This guy is definitely a tortoise, it's hard to do!" The fox kicked a stone away resentfully.

"I can only force him." Mo Yang took a deep breath and made up his mind, "Watch it, and when he goes to a remote place, force him."

"It's just the two of us..." Fox asked in a tone of a little unsure, "Don't lose us any more."

"Of course we can't just do it that way, we have to make some preparations." Mo Yang looked at the road ahead firmly, "Can you help me find a way to get some weapons?"

"Of course, what kind of weapon do you need?" the fox readily agreed.

Mo Yang stretched his arms and gestured: "I need a thinner sword and a longer dagger, but no short sword, the sword grid needs to be longer."

In fact, considering the length, weight, shape of the sword body, the shape of the guard, etc., the swift sword that Mo Yang is familiar with is different from the sword of Tang Dynasty swordsmen.

It's just that there is too little time to make a new saber now, and secondly, it is already very good to get a sword of similar length in this small place.What's more, the swift sword itself has very high requirements for metallurgical technology, and there is no way for ordinary blacksmiths to make it.

The fox glanced at the other party in surprise. In his memory, he had never seen what kind of weapon Mo Yang was good at, and a sword and a long dagger, what a weird match.

He paused and asked simply: "How do these two weapons attack the enemy?"

"Holding weapons in both hands - a sword in the left and a dagger in the right... This kind of attack is mainly stabbing." Mo Yang answered simply, rubbing his nose.

This is not easy to explain to the other party, it is too troublesome to say.

(End of this chapter)