Siheyuan: a hundred-year-old Chinese medicine doctor, Jiehu Qinhuairu

A middle-aged man in his 50s and [-]s, wearing a pair of glasses and holding the golden seal in his hand, asked.

"An old fellow."

The young man replied angrily.

"Mr. Zheng, this person cut off our money, we must teach him a lesson."

"Damn it, what kind of old guy, if you don't take off his leg, you can't get through today."

"Pull out the eyeballs for him."

The other three were all fleshy, looking like thugs.

"Wait for him to come out first."

"If it's a rich owner, I'll sell it to him for 1000 yuan. If he refuses to buy it..."

A middle-aged man called Mr. Zheng.

Push up the glasses.

He looked refined and refined, but a fierce look flashed in his eyes.

These five people are a gang.

It specializes in making antique counterfeit products and selling them in various antique markets.

profiteering from it.

"The old guy looked like a rich lord with a few kids and two women dressed in style."

"If the old guy doesn't buy it."

"Mr. Zheng, should we call on the third man, after all, he is better at kidnapping, and we can make more money."

The young guy looked at the man surnamed Zheng and asked.

"good idea."

"Go and call them on your bicycle, we'll wait at the fork in front of you."

Mr. Zheng nodded.

Then he looked at a burly man with a swollen face and ordered.

"It's Mr. Zheng."

The strong man didn't hesitate at all, and was very respectful to Mr. Zheng.

Immediately rode away on a bicycle.

Mr. Zheng led the remaining few people to the fork in the road and waited for the rabbit.

The sky is also gradually getting dark.

218 Song Qingshan taught by precepts and deeds, pity the hearts of parents all over the world

"Brother Zheng, the sun came out from the west today, and I thought of my brother when something good happened."

"It's really rare."

soon.

The third master rushed here with seven or eight of his subordinates in a hurry, and the new year had just passed.

Money is really tight.

The brothers have no more rice to cook recently, and they are worrying.

Good things are coming.

The stronghold of the third master and his gang is not far away, and they ran over within seven or eight minutes after hearing the news.

The action is called a fast one.

"Third Master, what you said is a bit out of character. Although we are not in the same profession, we are not bad."

"My brother must be thinking of you if something good happens."

"The third master helped me out last time, and my brother was always thinking about how to repay him?"

Mr. Zheng pushed his glasses and looked at the third master with a smile.

Although he said so.

But from the bottom of his heart, he looked down on these bandits and hooligans who relied on force to rob their homes.

The last time I sold a pair of calligraphy and painting in Nancheng.

I ran into a hard stubble, and after seeing that it was a fake, I didn't make any noise, but called a lot of people.

Almost wiped them all out.

Fortunately, at that time, I met the gang of the third master, and they came forward to rescue them and they were able to escape.

But afterwards, I also donated a lot of money.

"Hahaha, bro, I'm not well educated, and I speak straight to the point. Don't take it to heart, Mr. Zheng."

"Let's move around more in the future, everyone can earn money together."

　"Four Forty Zero" The third master smiled heartily.

"What is the specific situation, the brother just didn't make it very clear, and we came here in a hurry."

After some false greetings.

The third master started to get to the point, looked at Mr. Zheng and asked seriously.

"This is the third master, an old man with his family and his family just recognized our goods in Liulichang."

"Looks like a wealthy owner."

"The family should be either rich or expensive. We can't eat this big fish, so we asked the third master to come and help."

The young man explained with a flattering smile.

"An old man?"

Hearing the young guy's introduction, the old man's heart skipped a beat.

Five or six years have passed.

The shadow that Song Qingshan left on him that time has not yet dissipated.

That's why they have robbed them all these years.

As long as it is an old man passing by, he will not ask, for fear of causing another fierce person.

"How old are you?" The third uncle asked with a frown.

"Ok?"

The young guy was taken aback, looking at the expression on the third master's face, he seemed to be afraid of an old man?

"Third Master, the old guy is about 60 years old. He looks like a learned man. I guess he is either a teacher or an archaeologist."

The young guy explained again.

"60s."

The old man let out a sigh of relief, the fierce old man he met last time must be seven or eighty years old.

Shouldn't be the same person.

Besides, forty-nine city is so big, how can they meet him every time?

The idea should not be so memorized.

"This kind of person likes to meddle in other people's business and show off his knowledge. I hate this kind of person the most."

"Cutting off a person's fortune is like killing one's parents."

"Today, this old man will let the brothers have a meal."

The third master said with a fierce look in his eyes.

A group of little brothers behind him screamed excitedly when they heard this.

Five or six years have passed.

Don't let the little brothers under the third master have changed a long time ago. The former people either ran away or were still squatting inside.

These seven or eight have just been with him for a year or two.

"The third master is domineering."

"The brothers have been eating vegetable leaves for almost a month, and this time they can finally eat meat."

"Hahaha, I knew that one day I would be able to eat meat with the third master."

"..."

"The third master asked the brothers to hide for a while. There are so many people blocking the way, which is too eye-catching. If some ignorant people report the crime, we will be in trouble."

"The old guy should come out soon. If you see us people turn around and run away, it will be difficult to catch them. After all, they are children and their legs are pretty fast."

Smart young guy.

He has won the heart of Mr. Zheng and regards him as his right-hand man. He can always think of many things in every possible way.

"The little brother is right."

"The little ones hide first, don't scare the old guy away."

The third uncle nodded when he heard the words.

Then he waved to a group of his subordinates, and soon, they all hid in the small river ditch beside the road.

Mr. Zheng, the young man.

The three of them were at the front.

He was very impressed with this young man, he was indeed a clever person.

I really want to take over my subordinates.

Because I have gathered this group of people, so far, none of them have enough brains.

due to this reason.

Several times he nearly got caught.

But the third master thought about it and wanted to go hungry two and a half meals a day with him. He is not stupid, so he probably wouldn't come.

After all, this group of people came to the money much faster than myself.

And it still doesn't open for a year, and it's open for three years. Don't, we also want to close the business this time.

See if you can get a foot in their business.

It was getting dark.

the other side.

Song Qingshan held the little girl in his arms, followed by Qin Huairu, Qin Jingru and several children.

"Father, this sword is too heavy."

After walking a short distance, little Song Wu couldn't bear it any longer.

Although the sword in his hand is not very old.

But it is also something from the late Qing Dynasty.

Not sharpened.

It's just a saber of brother son, for decoration.

If it is a sharpened murder sword.

Song Qingshan would not buy it for his son either, the sword is long and heavy.

Standing up, he is only half a head shorter than his youngest son, Song Wu.