Chapter 479 Encounter
"You're talking nonsense!" the man at the counter shouted, angry and frightened. "You don't have the deed to our shop, so what you say is yours is yours?"
The burly man held up the paper in his hand and said, "This is an IOU written by your young master himself. If he can't pay it back, he'll have to use the shop as collateral. Get out of here right now! We're taking over this shop."
Zhou Silang, who was gathered outside the shop, lowered his head and pulled Manbao to leave. No wonder they looked familiar. It turned out to be them.
Manbao also felt that they looked familiar, but after all, many years had passed and she could no longer remember what they looked like.
However, she didn't remember what they looked like, but she was familiar with what they did. She looked up at her fourth brother and sighed, "Fourth brother, you must not learn from their young master in the future."
Zhou Silang nodded heavily. He had regretted it a long time ago. If he had not done anything wrong, his family would not stare at him every time he met a gambler.
It's really worrying.
Zhou Silang called out to Zhou Wulang and the others who were watching the excitement with great interest, "Hurry up and go back to find Second Brother. We'll go have lunch later. Fourth Brother will treat you to some buns."
The few onlookers immediately came to their senses and squeezed out together.
"Fourth Uncle, are you really going to treat us to buns?"
"Yeah." Now that food prices have dropped, the price of buns has also dropped, so he can still afford it.
"Veggie buns or meat buns?"
Zhou Silang gritted his teeth, thought about the money in his pocket and said, "Half meat and half vegetables."
Everyone cheered, even Manbao was so happy that he asked, "Fourth brother, I want a bowl of hot soup too."
"We have water."
"Water isn't as good as soup."
"You're really picky," Zhou Silang said, "Alright, drink it."
Everyone was holding hands and about to leave, but two people carrying one person came running over and directly knocked them apart. One of them was so blind that he bumped into Manbao.
Zhou Silang immediately supported Manbao. Seeing her touching her shoulder in pain, he was furious. He turned around and kicked the person who had bumped into him in the butt, sending him flying forward...
He fell to the ground all of a sudden, and the person who was supporting him was also dragged to the ground. The drowsy person became a little more awake, opened his eyes and got up.
The man who was supporting the other person became furious and turned around to fight Zhou Silang.
Zhou Silang was even more ferocious than him, glaring and cursing, "What are you looking at? Don't you have eyes? Do you want me to dig it out and wash it for you? We are grown men standing here, and you can't see it?"
Zhou Wulang and Zhou Liulang pushed their nephews and nieces aside, rubbed their fists, and walked forward, asking, "Want to fight? Do you want to fight?"
You can tell at first glance that he is very skilled.
The person who bumped into someone had an ugly look on his face, but he shrank back a little and retracted his expression. He didn't dare to make trouble with the Zhou brothers anymore. He turned around and was about to help the person who was struggling to get up beside him.
He helped the man up and brushed back his scattered hair. Zhou Wulang saw the man's face clearly and exclaimed in surprise, "Huh?" Zhou Wulang couldn't help but ask, "Isn't this Brother Shi?"
Shi Xiaoen raised his eyelids and glanced at them, then burped and said, "Oh, it's Friday. Are you going to the city to sell roosters again?"
Before Zhou Wulang could answer, everyone in the shop rushed out. The shopkeeper quickly supported Mr. Shi, tears streaming down his face, "Master, they said they're closing the shop..."
The debt collector came out with a wooden stick and said rudely, "Mr. Shi, you owe our casino money."
Shi Xiaoen waved his hand nonchalantly and said, "Alright, alright, it's just fifty taels of silver. Wouldn't it be enough if you take over the shop?"
The shopkeeper almost fainted from anger. "Master, even if our shop is not worth 200 taels, it is at least 180 taels. How could you give it to someone just to get 50 taels of silver?"
Shi Xiaoen paused and looked at the burly man, "Then can you give me the difference?"
The burly man sneered, "Uncle Shi, our casino only collects debts, not sells your shop for you. Honestly, your business isn't very good here, maybe it's because of bad feng shui. Forget two hundred taels, just call out, is there anyone willing to buy one hundred taels?"
Shi Xiaoen was silent and looked at the shopkeeper.
The shopkeeper's hands were shaking with anger. He said, "Young Master, please think of another way. We can't just let this shop be taken away like this. Otherwise, it would be too unfair!"
Shi Xiaoen sat down on the doorstep of the shop and asked the onlookers, "Does anyone want to buy the shop? It's for one hundred and eighty taels."
No one answered.
After a long while, someone answered, "Uncle Shi, if you sell your shop slowly, maybe someone will buy it for 180 taels. But now it's so urgent, even if someone wants to buy it right now, they can't afford such a high price."
"Okay, one hundred and fifty taels." Shi Xiaoen said very generously.
"Young Master!" The shopkeeper didn't expect him to bid like that and couldn't help but call him.
However, the shopkeeper was overthinking it. Even though Shi Xiaoen lowered the price to one hundred and fifty taels, no one wanted to buy it.
The shopkeeper had a complicated expression, not knowing whether to be happy or angry.
Shi Xiaoen looked around and said slowly, "Then it's one hundred and twenty taels."
The crowd was in an uproar. Even Zhou Silang and others who were about to leave couldn't help but stop and stood there to watch curiously.
Shi Xiaoen waited for a long time, and when no one said anything, he asked, "What about the hundred taels?"
"Young Master!" The shopkeeper knelt down in front of Shi Xiaoen.
The crowd was now in an even greater commotion, and even Zhou Silang was tempted, but he was only tempted for a moment. He touched his pocket, glanced at Manbao's cloth bag, and then he suppressed the thought.
Seeing that no one was buying, Shi Xiaoen curled his lips and said to the shopkeeper, "Look, you said two hundred taels, and now no one is buying it even at half price, so what's the difference between half price and half price? It's all half price anyway, okay, hurry up and pack up the things..."
Everyone was shocked to see that Shi Xiaoen didn't lower the price anymore. There was still a distance of fifty taels between the one hundred taels and fifty taels. Why didn't he continue bidding?
Even if he bids for sixty taels and someone buys it, he still has ten taels more, right?
But obviously, even if he fell to the point of being chased for debt, Shi Xiaoen was still very arrogant and did not seem to take the fifty taels seriously, let alone the ten taels.
Then some people in the crowd could no longer sit still and started shouting, "I'll take it with a hundred taels."
"I'll give you one hundred taels too!"
"I made the first bid."
"Then I'll offer one hundred and five taels!"
"I'll give you one hundred and one!"
The debt collector: ...
Zhou Silang, who once had a crush on me: ...
He sighed with regret and looked at Uncle Shi's treasure with sympathy: ...
She shook her head like a little adult and said to her brothers, "Let's go."
The next chapter will be around 11pm
(End of this chapter)
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