Cool Summer is open for two days.
On the first day, including the performance time of Fat Ball and Big Guy, the business hours were only about one hour.
On the second day of opening, the business hours were less than half an hour.
No other store is as stylish as this; it's a model for the industry.
Those who bought popsicles were overjoyed, while those who didn't were dejected and secretly resolved to wait until tomorrow morning—no, tonight—to stand outside the door and see if they could still buy one by tomorrow!
After closing the door, Fatty and his friends surrounded the cashier, Big Guy. Big Guy dumped the copper coins he had collected onto the table with a splash!
"Wow!"
When had anyone ever seen so much money—or more precisely, so much loose change? A hundred popsicles sold for ten taels of silver, enough to be held in one hand.
But when they were replaced with loose copper coins, it was quite a sight!
Jing Zhe and Chen Mo walked out of the side room.
Looking at the copper coins on the table, Jing Zhe frowned slightly.
We need to think of a solution. We can't keep collecting these loose change every time. We can't exactly carry around a bag of copper coins, can we? Who can stand that?
"Young Master is really amazing, earning so much money in one day!"
Fatty Ball started flattering him.
The others nodded frequently, indicating their approval.
"Young chieftain, we've already made so much money in just the morning. Why don't we head back up the mountain now and buy some meat to make the chieftain and the brothers happy?"
"Yes, and tell the brothers that they don't need to go down the mountain to rob anymore—"
When people are excited, they tend to speak without thinking.
Big Guy had only spoken halfway when he realized there were two other outsiders in the room. If they knew their identities as bandits from Mangshan...
His eyes then turned sharply to Chen Mo, and he considered whether or not to kill him to silence him.
Seeing this, Jing Zhe kicked him: "What are you glaring at me for? Trying to show off how big your eyes are?"
He then smiled and said to Chen Mo, "I have never told Brother Chen my identity, but Brother Chen is very clever and should have guessed it by now."
Chen Mo nodded. "They always call you Young Master. Within a ten-mile radius, only Mangshan has the right to build a stronghold and call yourself a master, right?"
"Mount Mang...bandits?"
The servant Guizhi was not as calm as his young master. When he heard the words "Mangshan", his mouth widened in surprise, and he even pulled Chen Mo back a step.
Chen Mo smiled and pushed his hand away. "Young Master Kun, was my guess correct?"
"Yes."
Jing Zhe thought back to the scene when he first met Chen Mo and mistook him for a gay man, and the process of turning enemies into friends. He sighed and said, "Actually, I did not hide anything from Brother Chen, so I did not ask them to change their way of addressing me in front of you."
Chen Mo nodded. He had been suspicious when he first heard them call him "Young Chieftain." Coupled with their build and appearance, he was even more certain that they came from Mangshan.
"Although I haven't known Brother Chen for long, I find him to be upright and honest, and not a worldly person. Therefore, I am not afraid to reveal my identity—the chief of Mangshan is my elder sister, and I am the young chief of Mangshan!"
Jing Zhe patted his chest proudly.
Chen Mo had heard of the Mangshan bandits before, but this was the first time he knew that the famous Mangshan chieftain was actually a woman!
Looking at Jing Zhe's handsome and refined appearance, he seemed to have no connection with mountain bandits, which made me even more curious about Mangshan.
Seeing that Chen's eyes were darting around without him saying anything, Jing Zhe teased, "What's wrong, Brother Chen? Are you scared?"
"Afraid? If you were afraid, you wouldn't have come in the first place!"
Jing Zhe laughed loudly after hearing this, "I knew I hadn't misjudged Brother Chen! Seeing that Brother Chen acts with integrity, aren't you afraid that if you stay with people like us from the evil sect for too long, you'll become corrupt and go down with us?"
"What is right, and what is wrong?"
This time, Chen Mo didn't laugh, but said with a serious face: "The first time I heard about the Mangshan bandits was five or six years ago. Back then, they committed many evils, and the people were full of resentment. Everyone had the right to kill them. They were an evil sect."
"But a few years ago, I heard that someone gathered a large group of martial arts practitioners and stormed Mangshan. All the previous Mangshan bandits were killed. These bandits who robbed the rich to help the poor and dealt with corrupt officials were righteous."
"Right and wrong are not determined by reputation, but by actions."
"Clap clap clap!"
"Wonderful!"
Jing Zhe clapped his hands, "Brother Chen's insight is beyond the ordinary! If everyone could think like Brother Chen, then we brothers of Mangshan wouldn't need to hide ourselves everywhere when we go down the mountain!"
Fatty, standing nearby, chimed in, "Actually, the people in this city don't harbor much ill will towards us Mangshan brothers. It's just that those officials wish they could kill us!"
"That's right! The court's lackeys are just as incompetent and tyrannical as the court itself. This world has long been corrupt!"
His words immediately resonated with the crowd, who began to criticize the government and the imperial court.
Chen Mo stood to the side, looking embarrassed. After thinking for a moment, he decided to change the subject.
"I have read the books of sages and traveled many roads, but I have never seen a chivalrous mountain bandit, especially Mangshan, which is truly a place I yearn for!"
"That's easy!"
Upon hearing this, Jing Zhe clapped his hands and said, "They just said they wanted to go back up the mountain, why don't you come along, Brother Chen?"
"Won't this bother you?"
Chen Mo asked tentatively, but his eyes were bright and alert.
"Of course not! We're very hospitable people on Mount Mang!"
After finishing his sentence, Hanhan scratched his head and said, "It's just that not many people dare to come to the mountain as guests."
"..."
Everyone fell silent.
"Young Master..."
The master was not afraid, but Guizhi did not have that much courage.
As soon as Chen Mo agreed to go up the mountain, Gui Zhi anxiously tugged at his clothes from behind.
Seeing this, Fatty patted Guizhi on the shoulder and laughed, "Hey, you little lackey, don't you know any manners? Your young master has already agreed, what else are you saying?"
"you--"
When he patted her, Guizhi's face instantly turned red, and she crossed her arms over her chest, looking like a wronged little wife.
Fatty was taken aback, and after a long pause, he said, "Why are you acting so effeminate?"
"..."
Guizhi remained silent, her face flushed as she glared at him.
"Cough cough..."
Chen Mo coughed twice to defuse the situation, saying, "Guizhi is still young and hasn't seen much of the world, please don't take offense! I really want to see what Mangshan is like today!"
"That's right!"
The hospitable Fatty Ball laughed and said, "Go buy a few sheep later and have the young chieftain grill some lamb skewers for Young Master Chen!"
"Grilled...lamb skewers? You can make that too?"
Chen Mo was puzzled.
"Hehe, I know a little bit, I know a little bit."
Jing Zhe is modest.
"The young chieftain's grilling is delicious! The mutton is perfectly marbled with fat and lean meat, and after grilling it, he sprinkles salt on top. Guess what? It's absolutely authentic!"
"Where did you learn your Jingzhou dialect from?"
"I learned it from a corrupt official from Jingzhou that we robbed. How about that, authentic, right?"
Fatty asked smugly.
"Don't say it again—at least don't say it in front of me."
"Why? Isn't that unfair?"
"Authentic, so authentic."
Chen Mo covered his head, "It's giving me a headache!"
"..."
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