Nothing good would come out of the appearance of these two Cheng Clan brats.
Wasn't this the case? He had just arrived and wanted to kick someone else's stall. Was he still reasonable?
"This young master, what is the python robe you mentioned? I didn't know at all." Lao Gen asked with a puzzled expression.
At this moment, Cheng Chuliang stood up and said,"It's, it's the one I gave you.”
The familiar stutter and the unique silly image.
Lao Gen immediately remembered what was going on and quickly smiled apologetically."Oh, oh, is it that robe? Little brother, you used that robe to exchange for wine to eat. Now you come to me again, I'm afraid it's not appropriate, right?”
These words made Cheng Chumo and the other two speechless.
That's right.
When doing business, one had to be honest.
Since he had given the python robe to the other party, it was his thing. If he continued to find trouble, it would be unreasonable.
Cheng Chumo had no choice but to pay for the python robe.
"Name a price, I want to redeem that robe.”
"This…"
"The python robe is not in my hands, and we are not selling it," Lao Gen said with a blush.”
" What?!"
Cheng Chumo glared at him, furious.
Not selling?
Was this even human?
"Little Lord, to be honest, we have already given away your robe. No matter how much you spend, we won't sell it.”
Lao Gen quickly explained.
They had already given the robe to Han Qiu. How could they have the nerve to ask for it back?
Moreover, this was already their thing. It had nothing to do with others how they wanted to deal with it.
"Then I'll beat you until you sell it today!”
Cheng Chumo couldn't care less.
He instigated Cheng Chuliang and the two of them fought together.
Clang!
Cheng Chuliang stepped forward and kicked the wine jar into pieces.
Don't look at his simple-minded appearance. When he started fighting, he wasn't hesitant.
Then, Cheng Chumo also kicked him.
He kicked the salt bucket to the ground.
The white salt spilled all over the ground.
"Good fellow! How dare you steal and sell the palace's green salt!"
"This isn't palace green salt, it's refined salt that we made ourselves!”
Lao Gen was so anxious that he almost cried.
What should he do?
The salt and wine had been knocked down. How was he going to report to Han Qiu when he went back?
Finally, the honest Lao Gen was forced into a corner.
From the pile of firewood, he took out the Zhuge Repeating Crossbow that he had prepared beforehand.
then
Whoosh!
An arrow shot out, and Cheng Chuliang's calf was hit by the arrow, causing him to fall to the ground.
"Second brother!"
Seeing this, Cheng Chumo quickly stopped what he was doing and went forward to support his brother.
The latter's calf was bleeding and in urgent need of treatment.
"Someone come! Someone come quickly! Hurry up and take my second brother to the clinic for treatment!”
Cheng Chumo's shout immediately called the patrolling Thousand Bull Guards over.
Dozens of Thousand Bull Guards rushed over from the other end of the street.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Lao Gen and the others abandoned everything and left Chang 'an City in the chaos.
……
……
At this moment, in the Duke Lu Residence.
" What?!"
Cheng Yaojin was so angry that he kicked Cheng Chumo away.
"Not only did I not get my python robe back, but I also almost lost your second brother?!”
Thinking back, he, Cheng Yaojin, was also an all-powerful figure on the battlefield.
How did it become such a bird egg when it came to his son?!
In fact, Cheng Chumo wasn't entirely to blame for this.
Laogen was holding the Zhuge Repeating Crossbow.
Cheng Chumo was the commander of a thousand bulls. His sharp intuition told him that the weapon was very dangerous!
Otherwise, not to mention Lao Gen and the others.
Even if he was a Turkic barbarian, what did Cheng Chumo have to fear?
After Cheng Chumo got up, he quickly said,"Father, don't be anxious. I've already sent people to investigate the identity of this group of people.”
"Oh? Tell me quickly!"
"These people are from Reliance Village, a small village thirty miles outside Chang 'an City. According to what I know, their villagers can not only make good wine, but also green salt!”
"This group of country bumpkins is actually so powerful?!”
Cheng Yaojin was stunned.
There was no need to say how delicious the wine was.
However, this green salt was the best of the best.
Even the people in the palace couldn't bear to use it.
If he could get this salt-making method, wouldn't he make a fortune?!
Thinking of this, Cheng Yaojin could no longer sit still.
"Men! Prepare the horses! I want to go to Reliance Village myself!"
……
……
As for Lao Gen and his group.
They had finally escaped from Chang 'an and returned to Kaoshan Village. They had lost all their goods.
They, who were honest and dutiful, felt as if the sky had fallen.
For a moment, cries and wails echoed throughout the entire village.
"What's wrong? Why are you guys crying?"
Han Qiu hurriedly walked out of her house and asked when she heard the crying.
Lao Gen was the first to kneel on the ground and apologize to Han Qiu."Mr Han, we've let you down. We don't know where these two rascals came from, but they wanted the robe we gave you. We didn't give it to them, so they started fighting.”
"Damn, I thought it was nothing. It was just a few cans of wine and a bucket of salt. I did it in minutes. It's a small matter.”Han Qiu laughed.
"Really?" Lao Gen stopped crying and asked.
"Damn, we've been neighbors for so many years. Why would I lie to you?”
As she spoke, Han Qiu pulled Old Gen up from the ground.
Only then did the group of them completely let go.
However, just as they were relieved, the dull sound of hooves came from behind.
From the sound, it didn't sound like an ordinary horse, but an armored warhorse that the Great Tang's Thousand Bull Guards had to have!
Han Qiu looked in the direction of the village entrance. Not only did she not panic, she even smiled faintly.
"Tsk, looks like the owner of the python robe has arrived. This is going to be much more interesting.”
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