Fisherman [ Danmei MTL ]

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At night, the couple were eating.

"Xiao Yu, there are still things to do tomorrow, you go back to the village to collect the seafood, will you succeed?" 

Zhou Ge'er put down the table and chopsticks.

In the past, he listened to Zhao Qian's arrangements, but clearly said it's not that he wants to pester Zhao Qian together.

It's just a matter of Qiu Guisheng today.

He is afraid that he will really offend the big family master at the market.

He will come when the time comes.

"What's the matter?"

"Don't worry, it's not a big thing. I will leave you to do the big thing." Zhao Qian rubbed the boy's head.

"I will go back to the village after I handle the matter."

Zhou Brother's heart was a little settled, he stood up and packed his dishes and chopsticks.

"Well then, take a rest early tonight."

On the second day, Zhao Qian sent Brother Zhou to the market entrance and waited for people to get on the bullock cart.

He folded and went to Goulan Yard.

The Huaxian Building in the early morning had only been closed, and occasionally one or two drunk men would go out through the back door.

He went in and found the handyman who often came to the shop.

"Why, early in the morning." The handyman just got off work, tired, as if he was going to sleep at any time.

"Take me to Di Guangzu's gambling house." Hearing the name, the handyman became more sober, but shook his head.

"No, no, I don't have money to gamble."

Zhao Qian grabbed the person who wanted to run. "Take me, a grilled fish."

The handyman felt like being caught by a pair of tongs. He couldn't get rid of it. He heard the grilled fish, and his feet couldn't move even more.

"Well, look at the grilled fish. In his face, I can say okay, don't make trouble."

"What can I do, let's go." The handyman shook his clothes and went out with him.

Zhao Qian looked at the spirit of trembling person. "Isn't he still looking like he was going to fall asleep!"

"Hmph, if it wasn't for me to hide in the wood shed and sleep for a while, it would be strange if I wasn't sleepy, I didn't pretend, the old bust let him do the work again, and I didn't want people to work at all. Who can do it for wages?"

Zhao Qian laughed.

The two chatted for a while, and soon they arrived at Di Guangzu's gambling shop.

It was a large piece of land, at least as big as three barbecue shops. At this time, two strong men were standing at the gate of the gambling shop. It is the tendon meat exposed from the jacket that makes the legs of ordinary people soft.

Zhao Qian walked over without anyone else, and the handyman cowered behind him, not dare to go to guard the gate.

There are already a lot of people in the gambling house at this hour, and it is estimated that some have not been here last night, shouting one after another, there are three big tables surrounded by people, some gambling, and some watching the excitement.

He leaned over and took a look. The silver bills on the table were piled up in a mess.

With the shaking of the dice, the positions of the silver bills were constantly changing directions, and the mood of the people who came to the gambling shop followed that little.