Taking the warehouse back to Datang, Li Erle felt numb

Chapter 11 Lu Zhishen and the Strong Young Man

When the two returned home, they met Lin Tangqing, scolding the servants in the mansion.

"Why are your expenses so high recently? Why do you spend five guan on food this month? It must be because you are greedy. You must reduce it to less than three guan next month!"

Uncle Wang, who was in charge, had a sad face and said: "In our house, we have four bodyguards, one personal maid for each of the ladies, two for the master, one for the husband, and a family of more than ten people. Under the condition of ensuring a normal diet." , Wu Guan is already the smallest expense."

Lin Tangqing heard this and said with a straight face: "Then why did my salary decrease so quickly? How come I only have two dollars left this month?"

Uncle Wang was speechless in his heart, boss, if you didn't go to Chunlou to listen to music, how could our money be spent so much.

The key is to listen to the music as soon as you hear it, and also imitate the rich people to reward you, and sometimes even stay overnight if you are interested.

This is all money!
Uncle Wang didn't know what to say, so he happened to see Lin Heng and the two of them, and immediately changed the subject and said, "Xiao Langjun, are you back?"

Lin Heng pushed the trolley into the yard, put it aside, and nodded when he heard this: "Yes, I'm back."

Lin Tangqing turned around and saw that all the things in the car were gone. He said with a strange expression: "All your things are sold out?"

Lin Heng said calmly: "No one bought it, so I lost it."

Lin Tangqing laughed loudly: "As a father, I know that you, a bookworm, can still make money by selling it. Why not read more books and go out less to embarrass my father!"

His eyes fell on Ruoyun again. Looking at Ruoyun's expression, he seemed to see something: "Yun'er, what are you hiding? Take it out and show me."

Ruoyun immediately shook his head. Lang Jun had already told him before that he must not show it to this father. After all, this father would know where to spend his money.

"Master, this is the rouge that Mr. Lang bought for your slave."

Lin Tangqing gave up and waved his hand: "When a woman grows up, she should learn to dress herself up. When you pass Heng'er's door, you will be half a master. Then I will find a maid to take care of you two. .”

Ruoyun lowered her head and blushed, not daring to answer, but Lin Heng pulled her away with a speechless expression.

The old father became more and more strange. This boy's temperament had indeed changed drastically, and he always felt that he was a little disrespectful.

All night.

The next morning, before dawn, Lin Heng opened his eyes and shook Ruoyun who was close to his body: "Yun'er, get up. The day's plan is in the morning. Let's set up a stall!"

Ruoyun made a reluctant sound in his mouth and hugged Lin Heng's chest a little tighter: "Xiao Langjun, why don't you sleep a little longer? You can't sell it if you go out so early anyway."

With a snap, the slap landed on Yun'er's round buttocks.

"Don't wait any longer and tempt me again. I'll punish you right now!"

Ruoyun rubbed her aching buttocks with an aggrieved look on her face: "Seriously, Xiaolangjun, it's not like Yun'er can't get up, so why do you do anything?"

Soon, after washing up, the two pushed the car out the door.

There were some changes in the goods today, with the most popular items being dressing boxes and mirrors. No one bought kitchen knives, so Lin Heng simply took out a later imitation Tang Dao forged knife to see if he could sell that one.

For product sales, it takes time to find out the preferences of local users, and then launch corresponding products.

Ruoyun was very curious about where Lin Heng got these amazing small commodities. It was obvious that Datang had never seen them before. When asked, Lin Heng said that they were all placed in a small room and the key was there. In Lin Heng's hands, no one is allowed to enter.

However, the girl didn't think too deeply about this kind of thing. Anyway, she knew that these things could be sold for money. After selling the money, the life of the master and the servant would be better, and she couldn't help but be full of expectations for the future.

Even the hawking force has become much stronger.

"What is the meaning of life?"

At this time, a burly young man looked at the faintly shining white fish belly in the sky and fell into deep thought.

After the Eastern Turks were destroyed, the Tang Dynasty unified the world, and all nations came to court. Cheng Huailiang's father, Cheng Yaojin, was named Lu Guogong and ranked among the 24 heroes of Lingyan Pavilion.

As the legitimate son of Cheng Yaojin and one of the meritorious generals founded by the Tang Dynasty, during the prosperous Tang Dynasty, all he had to do was enjoy His Majesty's gift and spend his life happily.

But he couldn't do anything but charge into battle on the battlefield. Without fighting, he couldn't help but feel a little unsure about his position.

Walking along Chang'an West Street, he wanted to find an outlet for his life so that his life would have some meaning.

"Lang Jun, if it's so early, no one will buy it. It's so boring."

The little girl was chewing a bun in her mouth and muttering softly.

Lin Heng was also nibbling on the hot steamed buns. He curled his lips and complained that they tasted bad.These days, steamed buns don't have much flavor. Even if they are steamed buns with mutton, without the help of later seasonings, they are still tasteless.

Ruoyun thought it was delicious, but it seemed a bit boring.

Sitting like this all day long is definitely not interesting, and there is no way to entertain yourself. Lin Heng can read comic books, but Ruoyun cannot.

Lin Heng thought for a while: "How about I tell you a story?"

Ruoyun's eyes were bright and he nodded vigorously.

"Once upon a time, there was a strong man who could uproot a weeping willow tree and beat it with fists to conquer Guanxi."

Ok?
Cheng Huaiyi, who happened to be passing by, couldn't help but stop in front of the stall.

This guy seems to be more aggressive than himself.

The story came to an abrupt end, and the master and servant looked at the strong man.

"Do you want to buy something?"

"Not buying."

"Then what are you doing standing in front of my stall?"

"I am pleased."

Lin Heng didn't pay attention to this sturdy young man and continued talking.

"This person wanders around the world, eradicates gangsters and eliminates evil, acts chivalrous and righteous, and fights against evil forces!"

"He has a round face and big ears, is eight feet tall, and has a waist that is ten inches wide."

Cheng Huailiang asked in confusion: "The waist is ten circumferences wide, isn't it as big as a bucket?"

Lin Heng asked again: "Are you here to buy something?"

"Not buying."

"If you don't buy it, what will you say?"

Cheng Huailiang was blocked for a moment, stopped talking, and continued to listen.

"Lu Zhishen and his three brothers were eating meat and drinking wine when they suddenly heard a woman crying in a low voice..."

The story of Lu Zhishen beating Zhen Guanxi to death with three punches is told.

Zhuang Zhuo Novel couldn't help but be fascinated while listening to the story, and his expression seemed to be sometimes entangled and sometimes relieved as Lu Zhishen's encounters.

Chivalrous and courageous, righteous and righteous, it is really a happy life!
Cheng Hualiang, a sturdy young man who was confused about his life path, gradually began to shine with light in his eyes.

But because Lu Zhishen saved Lin Chong, he offended Taiwei Gao Qiu and was going to be targeted.
Cheng Huailiang swallowed and was already looking forward to the next story.

But the words stopped suddenly, and both the master and the servant looked at Cheng Hualiang.

"Are you here to buy something?"

Cheng Huaiyi said anxiously: "What's behind, keep talking!"

Lin Heng twitched his lips. It seemed that he was not here to buy anything, but to tell stories for free.

Only Lin Heng can prostitute others for free, how can he be prostituted by others for free?

"After listening to it for so long and you don't buy anything, wouldn't my story be in vain? There are no free stories in the world, and the storyteller in the tea house has to be paid."

Cheng Huaiyi was eager to hear the follow-up to the story and said directly: "In the worst case, I'll just buy it. Just keep talking!"

"Is this true?"

"The old man is innocent!"

Lin Heng showed a sly smile: "In that case, let me talk about it again."

(End of this chapter)