The middle-aged man's face stiffened. "The Marquis of Zhenbei? He said that?"
“Yes,” Yao Qianshu said, “Uncle, it’s true, I can vouch for it.”
"He said everything on this street is made of shit, and that Chang'an and the others are not allowed to come out on the street, so that you old geezers can make money off them."
"Now that my poor brother has finally escaped the wolf's den, he dares to come and tell you the truth."
Upon hearing this, everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.
Soon, the people in front of the stall began to whisper among themselves.
"This is outrageous! This Marquis of Zhenbei is truly lawless."
"That's right, how dare they insult people like that? The Lin family used to be merchants, and now they look down on people?"
"I'm so angry! He usually comes to my place for breakfast and I even let him pay on credit, but now he's saying he's made of shit?"
"Yes, he still owes me some money for the two sets of clothes he bought last time. He said he would pay me back when he gets his salary."
"No way, I can't swallow this! I'm going to find him and settle this with him!"
One person starts, and everyone participates.
The group turned and headed towards the Zhenbei Marquis's residence.
Seeing this, the pitch-pot vendor stuffed the bamboo sticks into Lin Chang'an's hand, saying, "Kid, you can play with them all you want, they're perfectly clean!"
He then joined the crowd.
Yao Qianshu and Lin Chang'an were overjoyed and exchanged knowing glances.
[Hahaha, the Marquis's mansion is doomed!]
"Oh dear, Third Brother, what a pity! The Marquis of Zhenbei has been arrested and imprisoned."
Upon hearing this, Lin Chang'an excitedly asked, "Qian Shu, did you take the matches?"
"Take it!"
"Where's the stove?"
“Behind my butt.” Yao Qianshu turned around and turned his butt toward Lin Chang’an.
Lin Chang'an was numb.
No wonder this bastard's hands are empty, yet he can still hug his sister.
So it was put in the butt area. Who's going to eat the first batch of this?
The two worked together to set up the stove and then lit the firewood.
Yao Qianshu, an experienced man, began to light a fire.
"Come on, don't miss out! Grandpas and grandmas, stop and take a look. One tael of silver will help you cook a meal, and you can play the arrow-throwing game for free."
Lin Wanwan's saliva was dripping out.
Wow, they're not even this enthusiastic about refining immortal pills.
[They really know how to make a profit; they can eat for free and even earn money...]
No wonder he was killed.
Lin Chang'an was stunned. Yao Qianshu was going to die?
[He became a cunning merchant and refused to work for the female lead, so she sent someone to cut off his head for research.]
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