Jin Tang

Chapter 8 Internal Disputes Found Clues

Chapter 8 Internal Disputes Found Clues

Along the way, Mo Yang deliberately lowered his stance and talked with Erfu, and continued to learn the internal information of Renhe Automobile from the other party.

As for Er Fu, just now Mo Yang passed the test of the shopkeeper and could read characters, which made him think highly of the other party and admired him very much.

What's more, Er Fu still has a small plan in his heart. He wants to write a few family letters for Mo Yang when he is free, so that he can save the money to find those fortune tellers to write letters for him.

Under the circumstances that both parties were willing to make friends deliberately, the two quickly became warm.

"Here, do you see, the brightest and most stylish driver is sitting over there." Er Fu motioned Mo Yang to look aside with his eyes, muttering in a low voice.

Mo Yang nodded slightly, pretending to look over casually.

There were not many people there, and three middle-aged men in blue thick padded jackets were sitting there. In front of each of them was a large earthenware bowl that was not slick, and the water in it was still steaming white.

"It's not ordinary boiled water." Er Fu sighed, "The cook put a pinch of salt in it to ensure their health."

"Their horses are well taken care of." Mo Yang responded softly.

The horses in front of the three were shiny and fat, and the carriages parked beside them covered with green felt looked cleaner.

"These are these." Er Fu pointed to the sky with his fingers, "They all pull carts for the nobles, and they pay more for less work...and you can even bring home the noon pancakes."

As he spoke, Er Fu swallowed his saliva.

Mo Yang was a little surprised, and directly asked the doubts in his heart: "This nobleman has his own carriage, why does he need a carriage from a rental car dealer to go out?"

"Hey, look at what you said, there are old and young in every family, but you don't need so many carriages, and it costs a lot to keep an extra one. Naturally, it is useful when we are useful. Besides, those who travel from north to south to take office Officials who are tired of the car will inevitably have to replace the car."

Er Fu patted Mo Yang on the shoulder, and said in a rambling manner: "There is still a class of people who are in charge of the official's family. My lord."

"Er Fu, come here as soon as you come, kid, what are you muttering about?"

Hearing the reputation, Mo Yang looked around, and saw a middle-aged man in a leather robe who looked particularly energetic and not bulky at all, walking over with a sway.

"Hey, third master, I'm introducing the situation of our car dealership to the new coachman, brother Mo Yang." Erfu said with drooping eyebrows, without the energy he had just now, "by your old man I have taught you a lesson, how dare I be a demon on your territory."

The third master snorted coldly, ignored Er Fu, and sized Mo Yang from top to bottom, his gaze paused on the sword at Mo Yang's waist.

"He's still a Lianjiazi, isn't he just a decoration?" He asked aloud.

"I learned how to punch and kick from the old man at home." When Mo Yang said this, he suddenly remembered the tone of Boss Che's words when he said Rong'er. is much stronger.

Just as he was talking, the third master suddenly raised his fist, and swung it straight at the brows of Mo Yang's eyes. Mo Yang raised his arm subconsciously, and grabbed the arm that the third master had sneaked over.

He raised his eyes and looked at the other party with a frozen face.

"Third Master, what are you..." Er Fu became impatient, "If you say you can do it, you can do it. If you break it, go find the driver."

"There are not many three-legged cats under my command. If this one is broken again, you, Su Chuang, will have to drive by yourself, hahaha..."

There was a mocking voice, and a very tall man with a skinny face and a very tall man in a brand new peacock blue cotton robe and a headband of the same color came.

What is surprising is that in winter, he is holding a pure white goose feather fan in his hand.

The third master pulled out his arm, raised his head slightly, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "My Su Chuang's men are not your turn to worry about, Wang Ba."

Mo Yang frowned and was speculating on the purpose of the third master's surprise attack on him just now. He guessed that firstly he wanted to test his own skills, and secondly he wanted to show him off.

But when he heard the name "Wang Ba", the original anger in his heart was dispelled in an instant, and he quickly lowered his head to prevent himself from laughing out loud.

This move caught Su Chuang's attention, but he didn't have time to ask about it at this time.

"You're just an abandoned dog of the Su family, what are you dreaming of to be superior to others?" Wang Ba couldn't help but sneered, and tapped the red mud seal-topped scroll in his hand, "Don't you here?" Delusion to stay, I, Wang Ba, said, the Su family, hmph, the Su family can't protect themselves, how can they care about you as a dog, I advise you to make plans early."

As if shocked by the news that the Su family was in danger, Su Chuang's face turned ashen and did not fight back, but his eyes became deeper and his aura became more condensed.

Wang Ba's eyes fell on Er Fu who was on the side. Er Fu timidly looked at the man with a fierce look on his face, and immediately lowered his head in thought, without saying a word. If that posture was acceptable, he even wanted to find a crack in the ground and hide in it. .

"Boy, I didn't have a good eye to choose such an old guy, he's about to leave, be careful with your life." Wang Ba laughed and left swaggeringly.

Su Chuang tightened his lips, held his head stubbornly, and remained silent, his hands clenched into fists trembling slightly.

Not in the mood to talk to Mo Yang anymore, he casually pointed to the horse shed on the right side of the field, "Er Fu, you take... Mo Yang, right? You take him to pick a carriage, and then find a place to house him."

After speaking, he turned his face away and walked out quickly.

"Hey, don't mind, the third master used to be a housekeeper in the Su family." Seeing that Mo Yang didn't say a word and didn't respond, he asked suspiciously, "You haven't even heard of the Su family, right? There have been three families of prime ministers."

Mo Yang shook his head: "I came from other places with those refugees."

"The Su family is amazing, the prime minister's mansion, it's a pity that this iron-clad family can't escape... Bah, bah, don't dare to talk nonsense." Er Fu slapped his mouth and changed the subject, "I'll take you to choose a carriage first. Come on, arrange for us to go to dinner early, and if you go late, the better-looking ones will be snatched up."

After saying that, Erfu walked forward first.

But Mo Yang's heart was full of doubts, even if Wang Ba had some background and was reused by the big shopkeeper, how could he hold the red mud and wax-capped documents commonly used by the government in his hand?Why is he so confident that he can drive Su Chuang away?This car dealership has been involved in the disappearance of the boy again. The water in this pool seems to be very muddy and deep...

(End of this chapter)

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