[BL, MTL] You Shu (Quick Wear)

Chapter 69: The King (5)

"Zhao Youshu" was a money fanatic, and stored all the gold and silver looted in the county government's treasury, opened all the boxes, and the white flowers were shining golden, extremely dazzling. Youshu carefully counted and registered them, and then used them to buy disaster relief supplies, repair and strengthen dams, and so on.

In just over half a month, his reputation has spread far and wide. Only Suichang County under his jurisdiction does not charge more money and food from the people. If anyone is wronged, he can just beat Dengwengu. There is no need to bribe the yamen servants, nor do he need to spend a lot of money to hire a lawyer, because the county magistrate will personally Writing a petition for you, the literary talent, the arguments, really are full of flowers and clouds, and the paper is full of clouds. Gradually, the literati in Suichang no longer stayed at home to study all day long, but wandered around the gate of the county government office just to listen to the county magistrate's words, and then shook their heads and sighed intoxicatedly, "Listen to what you say, and win Read books for ten years!"

What Youshu is doing now is to repay the debt, and to protect himself. Who told him to be so unlucky that he will have such a descendant. Because the price he offered was very reasonable and the demand was huge, grain merchants near Suichang came to negotiate with him one after another, and there was an endless stream from morning till night.

On this day, Youshu finally finished negotiating a big deal, and was already so hungry that her chest was pressed against her back, so she hurriedly ordered her servants to prepare meals. Because the common people lived a hard life, he didn't dare to waste extravagance, so he only asked the cook to fry a plate of pork liver, a plate of cabbage and a dish of cold fungus. He picked up the bowl and took a quick bite. Just as he was about to reach out to pick up a piece of pork liver, he saw a tall figure suddenly appearing in the empty seat opposite him.

The man was still wearing a mask, staring at himself with dark and unpredictable eyes.

What, why are you here again? The villain in Youshu's heart almost wanted to howl, the muscles on his face trembled unavoidably, and the rice grains in his mouth spontaneously swallowed down his throat in shock, and then unfortunately choked into his trachea. Cough coughs flooded the sky, but Youshu could only hold back, because he knew that if he behaved strangely, the person on the opposite side would immediately snatch his soul away.

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Don't cough, don't cough. His hand holding the chopsticks was trembling, his small Adam's apple kept moving, his big and round eyes were scrambling to shed tears, and he looked extremely pitiful. The servant who was standing by the side was taken aback, and hurried over to ask about the situation.

He wiped away his tears indiscriminately, rubbed his neck again, and said with difficulty, "I'm fine, the cook put too much pepper today, I'm not used to it."

"But master, didn't you tell the chef to put more chili? Yesterday you thought his fried dishes were too bland and ordered him to put some dried chili even in boiled cabbage."

The little servant immediately broke the stage, making Youshu both annoyed and flustered. He covered his Adam's apple with his palm, and said shortly, "Yesterday it was true that I let it go too little, but today I let it go too much. You can tell him when you turn around and let him weigh it. It's best not too much or too little." Then he lowered his head, Continue to burst into tears.

If the choked person resists coughing, the feeling is simply indescribable. Youshu wanted to bang her head against the wall, but she had to pretend that she was so hot that it was nothing serious. The servant poured him a cup of herbal tea, then ran to the kitchen to talk. As soon as he left with his front foot, the man's back foot disappeared. I don't know if he saw any flaws.