Please begin your performance!
Chen Xian took out a slightly crumpled piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to the old man.
Then the boy's clear voice came from the old man's mouth:
[Third brother, I want to know, who encouraged second brother to contact Mei Liulang in the first place?]
That's the old man's voice.
Suddenly the old man's voice changed:
[Father, all of this was caused by my second brother wanting to make something of himself. What does it have to do with me?]
His own stubbornness has nothing to do with me.
This is the voice of a young person.
Even though Dazhu had witnessed the old man's ventriloquism in Qingxia Village before, and he was skilled at making various sounds from his throat, such as wind, thunder, rain, and even animal sounds, he was still impressed.
But to completely imitate someone's voice, even though I don't really know what the boy's voice is like?
But just hearing the distinct difference between the voices of the elderly and the young people was enough.
It still surprised him.
Awesome.
next door!
Gu Er was drinking alone, feeling down.
Suddenly I heard a familiar voice and thought I was really drunk. My head was spinning, and I tried to get up, but I stumbled.
I thought I was hallucinating.
As you continue listening, the initial casualness suddenly shifts, replaced by a powerful tremor…
Hehe, Dad found out!
What does this have to do with me?
It's all Second Brother's own fault!
The sudden appearance of a young master from the southern prefectural city doing business in Lushan County—a poor, remote place—only a fool like my second brother would believe it.
Enough, second brother, you deserve to die!
If I hadn't gotten you drunk today, would you still be planning to lie to me?
Hey, I laugh at Dad for being biased. It's one thing to favor the eldest brother, but after the eldest brother died, you put all your energy into the fourth brother, and even the second brother shared a lot of Dad's expectations.
What about me?
I'm almost completely ignored at home!
Haha, I just want my second brother to be disliked by our father and have the family business handed over to me!
What right does a fool like him, with a little brat, have to inherit the Gu family business?! Huh?
When my second brother gets into trouble, he gets angry and impulsive, smashing and destroying things without thinking about the consequences, or even whether he can suppress his grievances and swallow his anger to fight back fiercely!
Never. He's just a fool, a fool who only knows how to vent, completely clueless about planning!
What an idiot!
【The traitor! 】
A squeak, the sound of the door opening; it seemed the old man had left.
Gu Er, who was separated by a wall, kept shaking his head and saying, "Impossible, impossible!"
Chen Xian quietly crouched on the wall and listened carefully, noticing what sounded like someone was banging on the wall across from him.
Suddenly, he gave Old Man Zhao and Dazhu a wink.
Quietly and cautiously, I climbed into the A-frame private room through the outside window.
After a long while, Dazhu poked a hole in the window paper with his finger and saw a young man stagger out of the Tianzi private room. He stood there for a long time at the door of the Dizi private room before finally mustering up his courage and pushing it open!
Gu Er pushed open the door and saw a person lying face down on the table, fast asleep. It was someone he knew very well.
His blood rushed to his head, and he wanted to grab the other person by the collar and give him a good beating.
For no apparent reason, this person's evaluation of me came to mind.
Are they brave and aggressive, but lack strategic thinking?
He turned around abruptly, his face cold and his gaze chilling, and left...
Gu San was still dazed, wondering if it was just his imagination or if his second brother had just come.
Apart from the food he was eating, no one else was at the table.
Gu San was puzzled: Damn it, what does the Wei family mean by this? And is my alcohol tolerance too low?
He got up and left.
After he left, Chen Xian and the others also left.
He then went down to the manager and said anxiously, "Manager, hurry up and tidy up the private rooms for me. I have another group of guests coming soon, and we need three private rooms: Tian Di Ren."
The manager beamed with joy.
"Business is good today."
He quickly instructed the waiter to pour the leftover food on the table into the swill bucket.
At first, Baiweilou gave leftover food to homeless people and beggars.
Later, Manager Jiang heard news from Yingzhou Prefecture that some beggars and vagrants were deliberately feigning pitifulness, begging for water, steamed buns, and food, in order to scout out the area.
Check if there are any men in the household, and whether they have any valuable assets.
Seeing a young woman alone at home, or a woman with children at home without adult supervision.
They directly obtained a sleeping potion and abducted the person.
Women were sold to brothels, and young children were forced to beg, swindling and stealing money; those who lacked the skills were mutilated and forced to beg...
Throughout history, the leader of the beggars has always been the most deserving of death.
They operate in gray areas, seeking sympathy.
Manager Jiang was furious.
How awful!
They also lacked the ability to distinguish between a simple beggar and a beggar subjected to mutilation or torture.
Eating leftovers is like eating shit. From then on, the beggar was beaten to death with a stick, and all the leftovers were transported to the pig farm. A bucket of swill could still be sold for five coins.
Chen Dazhu, hiding in a corner, quickly had the slop bucket taken away by the people in the restaurant.
"Father, is that person coming back?"
Chen Xian shook his head, "I'm not sure. Sleeping pills are not an honest method, so it's best to be careful."
As Gu San walked down the street, he felt increasingly uneasy and suddenly paused in surprise.
They went back and went straight to the private room, only to find it spotless.
A guy is mopping the floor.
He asked in confusion, "Did you clean up your restaurant so quickly?"
The waiter chuckled and said, "Business is good at the shop."
What about the leftovers?
"Yes, it's been taken to the pig farm to feed the pigs."
Which pig farm?
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