Chapter 45: Chapter 45 Is this melon ripe?
Yang Guo and bodyguard Li Sheng each rode over, and immediately asked Li Sheng to stop not far away, and told him to just watch, so he didn't need to show up, and he rode his horse slowly to the fruit stand.
A simple wooden cart is parked in the middle of the stall, on which dozens of watermelons are stacked, and the remaining space is for peaches, plums, apricots, plums and other fruits. There is a small sign in the corner, which says: Lychees are available. But I didn't see any lychees on the car. It is estimated that the lychees from the south had to be carefully stored, such as put in the ice cellar, so they were not displayed. It is expected that the price will be extremely expensive, and ordinary people must not be able to afford it.
There were three people sitting on a long bench next to the wooden cart. A middle-aged man with a bumpy face and a fierce face was chatting with the two people next to him. At this time, he asked the other two:
"Is the business okay, bro...You two, it's been a while."
There are always a few younger brothers at his fruit stand to take care of him, so he casually said "brothers" according to his usual language habits, but then remembered that there were only two friends beside him, so he changed his name to you two brothers.
The two brothers were about to answer, but saw a person coming to buy melons.
The three of them stopped talking and looked over at the same time.
Yang Guo stopped the horse, tied it to a big stone by the road, approached the fruit stand, and asked with a smile, "Brother, how much is your melon per catty?"
"Twenty cents a catty." The man with his face full of bumps and holes replied.
Yang Guo turned to look at the bodyguard Li Sheng in the distance, seeing the latter nodding, he knew that the person who answered was the owner of the fruit stall.
This time I came here deliberately to find fault, so when I heard the offer from the other party, I deliberately said "fuck me" to attract the attention of many people nearby.
"Twenty cents? Ten catties of rice is enough to feed my family for a few days. Is your melon skin made of gold or the melon pieces made of gold? Is it so expensive?"
His tone was exaggerated, and the onlookers knew that the owner of the fruit stall was not a good person, so they all sweated for him.
Sure enough, the fruit stand owner tilted his head and glanced at Yang Guo when he heard the words, and said impatiently:
"Don't look at the hot weather these days, but it's not yet the beginning of summer. Look, where are there still melons? These are melons from the Western Regions. I don't know how much effort it took to bring them here. You think it's expensive. I It's too expensive!"
Yang Guo remained calm and said calmly, "Choose one for me."
Hearing this, the owner of the fruit stall took a watermelon out of the wooden cart, patted it with his hand, handed it to Yang Guo, and asked harshly, "How about this?"
Yang Guo looked around and found that there were dozens of people watching the excitement, he felt that it was almost the same, looked at the owner of the fruit stand playfully, and asked, "Is this melon sure to be ripe?"
The owner of the fruit stand shook his head, sneered, looked at Yang Guo, and said, "I run a fruit stand, can I sell you raw melon eggs?" Then he put the watermelon on the scale and weighed it.
Yang Guo remained indifferent, slowed down his speech, and repeated: "I ask you, is this melon ripe?"
The owner of the fruit stall seemed to sense something was wrong, he raised his head and stared at Yang Guo for a while, then said sternly: "You are deliberately finding fault, don't you want it?"
When the onlookers saw the boss shouting questions suddenly, they were afraid that Yang Guo would suffer, and became even more worried.
But Yang Guo said leisurely, "If your melon is ripe, I will definitely want it."
As he spoke, he walked to the wooden cart, and asked again: "Then what if it is unfamiliar?" He sat down leisurely on a small bench beside the wooden cart.
At this moment, the owner of the fruit stand saw that Yang Guo was not kind, but seeing that there were too many people around him, he didn't want to be angry in public, so he just pointed at the watermelon, glared at Yang Guo, and said:
"If it's not cooked, I'll eat it myself, are you satisfied?"
As he spoke, he put the watermelon on the scale pan and dragged the weight on the scale beam.
When the weight stopped and the weighing pan was balanced, the fruit stand owner glanced at the scale and said, "Fifteen catties, three hundred Wen."
Some of the onlookers stuck out their tongues when they heard about the price. Three hundred Wen is almost three renminbi. Although it is not a sky-high price, it can be used to buy "luxury" watermelons, and ordinary people will inevitably feel that it is not worth it.
Yang Guo smiled lightly at this moment, pointed to the scale under the watermelon, and said, "This is not enough for fifteen catties? Did you do something wrong with this scale?"
The owner of the fruit stall was furious. Normally, he would have called his brother out to teach Yang Guo a lesson, but now there are too many people watching. If he was questioned and made a move, and let so many people see him, no one would come to buy anything in the future. .
So he lifted the watermelon, threw it heavily on the wooden cart beside Yang Guo, and said loudly, "Did you come here on purpose to find fault? Do you want it?"
Yang Guo sat on the small bench, crossed his legs leisurely, and reached out to pick up the watermelon scale.
Seeing this, the fruit stand owner's eyes changed drastically, and he hurriedly raised his hand to grab it.
But Yang Guo's hand speed is more than ten times faster than him, he has already held the weighing pan in his hand.
Turning it over and looking at it for a while, Yang Guo raised the weighing pan and said to the crowd: "Look, everyone, this profiteer put such a big magnet behind the weighing pan."
At the beginning, the onlookers only looked at the excitement from a distance, and did not dare to open their mouths. Now that there are more gatherings, several voices in the crowd said:
"It's no wonder that the fruit from this store is always short of catties and taels. It seems that there is nothing wrong with their scales. It turns out that there is a magnet at the bottom."
"This magnet weighs at least two catties, it's too much!"
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The owner of the fruit stand was ashamed and anxious when he heard others talking about it, he didn't know whether he should call someone out to teach Yang Guo a lesson.
But Yang Guo said again: "Let's ignore the matter of the magnet for now. As you said just now, if the melon is not ripe, you can eat it yourself."
After speaking, he raised a fruit knife beside him, and cut the watermelon in half with one knife.
The watermelon is actually quite ripe, except that the skin is thicker, and the inside is red.
But the owner of the fruit stall was exposed by Yang Guo as a cheating trick in public, knowing that the business will be more difficult in the future, so he used an excuse to say:
"Since you haven't bought it yet, this melon still belongs to me. How dare you fucking split my melon?"
As he spoke, he picked up the weight and threw it at Yang Guo's head, trying to smash his head to pieces.
The onlookers were very angry when they saw that the owner of the fruit stand had made a mistake, but he acted first, and the attack was so severe. But they are all poor people with their families,
Dare to be angry but not dare to stand out.
Yang Guo's previous actions were all for this moment, seeing that the other party was finally irritated at this moment, it was exactly what he wanted.
He was too lazy to continue pretending, tilted his head slightly, and avoided the weight.
Then, he raised the fruit knife in his hand, raised the knife and dropped it, and stabbed the fruit stall owner through the stomach with one knife.
This scene happened so suddenly that everyone present was dumbfounded. Li Sheng, who had been watching from a distance, knew Yang Guo's methods, so he was not surprised. Seeing his enemy being stabbed, he felt very happy.
After a while, the two friends of the fruit stall owner came to their senses, and they both shouted: "Killer, murderer." Holding the bench, one of them pulled out his dagger, and they wanted to fight Yang Guo with their lives.
Yang Guo was still holding the bloody dagger in his hand, killing them would be a matter of killing them one by one, but he is not a murderer after all, he just needs to kill the first offender, so a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he glared at the two of them.
His gaze could scare the elite disciples of the Qingcheng School to the ground. The two men were so frightened that their hands softened, and the guy fell to the ground. How dare they chase after him?
Yang Guo smiled evilly, threw the bloody fruit knife on the ground, took a few steps, mounted the horse, and rode away. During this time, someone shouted "Good kill", Yang Guo turned back from the horse, squeezed out With a smile, he tried his best to appear kind, but in front of everyone, he naturally felt that the young hero who killed the wicked in anger smiled murderously.
After reuniting with bodyguard Li Sheng, UUReading Book www.uukanshu.com Yang Guo remembered how many people had beaten Li Sheng, and turned back to let Li Sheng recognize those people, and broke their legs one by one.
From then on, Li Sheng admired Yang Guo even more, and after returning home, he added more fuel and jealousy, bragging to Qu Feiyan about Yang Shaoxia's heroic deeds of stabbing a bully who sells melons.
Qu Feiyan naturally loves to listen, and while listening, her eyes light up and she worships Big Brother Yang who is looking at her.
But Yang Guo knew that it was not wrong to kill such a bully in the market as a person in the Jianghu, but it was not worth talking about. So I laughed at myself a few times, and just regarded it as a daily fun after being extremely depressed by the Qingcheng faction attack.
Waiting for him behind are many powerful figures in the Jianghu.
And what he is most concerned about right now is to help Qu Feiyan find her grandfather, receive system rewards, and improve his martial arts, so that he will not appear so insignificant when he meets these powerful people.
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Hengyang City.
At the foot of Mount Heng.
Two men in black hid in the grass, observing everyone who came down from the mountain.
Suddenly, the erhu sounded.
What I played was the song "You Thinking", which was pleasant and sad.
Hearing the sound of the erhu, the man in black hid in the grass and did not dare to move.
An old man with wretched appearance and wrinkled face walked slowly with a worn-out erhu.
The man in black held his breath for fear of being discovered.
The old man walked past the bushes without noticing them.
The sound of the erhu gradually faded away.
The two breathed a sigh of relief and looked at each other.
But each other saw a bloodstain on each other's neck.
Before they had time to be surprised, the heads of the two slowly slid down, and a large amount of blood gushed out from the bowl-sized hole in their necks, staining the conspicuous sun and moon pattern on their right shoulders red.
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