Nongmen Space: Farming lady is not easy to mess with

Chapter 303

Shu Yingtong coldly glanced at the chubby yam chap who was rushing forward with a knife in his face, turned his steps, turned around and whipped a long whip on the other side of his face, wrapping the tail of the whip around his neck twice.

Flipping his left hand, the half-moon-shaped mandarin duck thorn easily parried the horizontal blade, hung the barbed curved blade on the back of the knife and turned it upside down, leaving a deep gash on the back of his hand with a swish.

Everything happened in just two breaths, so fast that only a few flashes of cold light could be seen.

Clang!
"what!"

"it is good!"

Three voices sounded at the same time, Shu Yingtong stretched out his foot, hooked and threw it, switched the whip to the other hand, caught the big knife thrown in the air with his right hand, and laid it across Qi Bantou's neck.

"you?"

The three yamen servants immediately stopped their forward momentum, watched in horror as Qi Bantou, who was usually majestic and majestic, covered his bleeding right hand and trembled with his legs, swallowed in unison, and clenched the knife in his hand .

Looking at her sharp and fierce skills just now, she looks like a master
Can't beat this at all.
"You, you, let go of Bantou Qi!"

"What if I don't." Shu Yingtong tightened her arms, the blade pressed into the flesh of her neck, and a bloodstain immediately appeared.

Qi Bantou was strangled by the whip, his throat was tight, and there was a knife on his neck. His hands hurt and his neck hurt, so he dared not move.

"Then, what do you want! I, I tell you, the county magistrate will not let you go!"

Shu Yingtong snorted coldly, "So what, it doesn't matter."

Several yamen servants gasped, what kind of breath was this, could it be some big shot?

The few people just saw her side face and saw that the material on her body was not luxurious, so they felt confident and bold to play prestige.

Who would have thought that the little lady who looked at An An and quietly looking at the map was actually a stubborn stubble!

Several people inspected Shu Yingtong from top to bottom. They were stunned by the slap in the face before, and now they have time to think about her identity carefully.

Apart from the expensive headgear, I really can't tell anything else, but the awe-inspiring aura on her body made them dare not underestimate her.

"You, are you a family member of the adult's house?"

Shu Yingtong turned her head to look at the old shopkeeper who clenched his fists and put his chin on his face full of admiration, "Why don't they let your inn do business?"

Just now the yacha came in with a bad attitude, but he didn't dare to trouble the old shopkeeper directly.

So picked her this pinch that looks like a soft persimmon.

The old shopkeeper blinked his old but not cloudy eyes twice, drooped his eyebrows and let out a long sigh, "Because I'm poor."

Shu Yingtong twitched her lips, and glanced at his jade crown with gray hair, "Then why don't they dare to offend you?"

The old shopkeeper slammed his mouth, "I still have some fame."

Ba Jin pawed at the counter and added in a low voice: "Ju Ren."

Shu Yingtong understands it, so it makes sense.

Without any family background, such a large inn with a universe in it, really can't afford it.

With a clang, he threw away the big knife in disgust, put away the whip and mandarin duck thorns, and glanced at the three office servants across the way, "I live in this inn."

Bantou Qi rushed forward a few steps, clutching his neck and gasping for breath. Turning his head, his poisoned eyes scanned her face deeply, picked up the knife and swung it, "Let's go!"

The three servants put their knives back into their sheaths and went up to support him, "Boss, slow down."

The leader of Team Qi kicked him alone, "Trash! What did you do just now!"

"Boss, don't be angry, let's ask the brothers to come over and show her some color!"

The servants left quickly, and Shu Yingtong stopped thinking about going out, so he found a table and sat down, "Bajin, make a pot of tea."

"Hey, let's go!"

Ba Jin turned to leave, but the old shopkeeper stopped him, opened the door of the cabinet below, took out a porcelain jar and handed it to him.

"This…"

"Go ahead, the lotus seeds will also be served on a plate."

"Okay~"

The old shopkeeper walked slowly in front of Shu Yingtong with his hands behind his back, and sat down with a smile, "Isn't the guest officer going out?"

"I'm not going." Shu Yingtong looked up at the picture of the old woman's back on the wall, and looked back at him indifferently.

He looked at her with a smile in his eyes, and sighed in his heart that he had made the right bet this time.This little lady is proud and fierce, but she has a delicate mind.

Having offended the Yacha, she could have just left, or went out to play as originally planned, but she changed her mind to sit here and ask for tea.

This is to protect his fellow in the inn...

He has fame, others don't...

"Does the guest officer have any opinions on this painting?" He asked with a smile.

Shu Yingtong's eyes fell on the signing date, last fall, "No."

"Guest officer, let's talk about it. I haven't met anyone who is willing to look at this painting for a long time." The old shopkeeper turned sideways and looked at the painting with his chin resting, with various complex emotions flashing in his eyes. .

"Guest officer ~ tea is here ~"

Bajin came up with a tea tray in a protracted voice, and served Shu Yingtong tea with a smile on his face. Thinking of something, the smile on his face disappeared, and he looked at her with some concern.

In fact, when he saw the carriage parked at the door of the inn, he hesitated, obviously an outsider.

The young man driving the carriage was expensive, but he was doing such a lowly job as a coachman. He couldn't make up his mind to shake the shopkeeper awake and let him watch over him.

The shopkeeper looked up and fell asleep without saying anything, so he dared to go out to say hello.

"Guest officer, are you really not afraid of the county magistrate?" Bajin held the tray and picked it back and forth with his fingers for a while, "Actually, the guest officer has accepted them, so there is no need to cause trouble."

Shu Yingtong picked up the teacup and lifted the lid and took a sip, "This lotus leaf tea is pretty good."

"It's the tea made from the lotus leaves that my shopkeeper picked out in the lotus pond~" Bajin saw that she didn't dislike it, so he let it go, "It's best to drink this occasionally in this weather to cool off the heat and soothe the nerves."

The little lady asked to make tea, and the shopkeeper brought him this to make tea. The lotus leaves are worthless, and it seems that they are too picky.
It's not that the shopkeeper doesn't have good tea.

The old shopkeeper reached out and brought the plate in front of Shu Yingtong, "Taste this fresh green lotus seed, it will quench your thirst. Don't eat the lotus heart, it's too bitter."

She glanced at the old shopkeeper who was drinking tea with a low eyebrow and pleasing eyes, complaining in her heart that literati just like to beat around the bush to express meaning.

It is said that she was asked to look at the painting and express her opinion, but it was not a simple painting, with those few inscriptions added.

If in a dynasty where literary inquisition was prevalent, people would have been arrested and sent to jail if they had insinuated that the country was about to end.

Knowing that her inn was being targeted by the county government, she was welcomed in.

Now people are serving lotus leaf tea and green lotus seeds, soothe the nerves, cool off the summer heat and quench thirst. Who doesn't know that the lotus heart is bitter, but I want to say another meaning.

The people are too bitter, and their hearts are bitter.

Qinglian, clean and honest.

"If you want to borrow a knife, just say it, it's boring to go around the corner." Shu Yingtong peeled a lotus seed indifferently, and threw the lotus heart into the teacup.

The old shopkeeper smiled kindly, "The center is straight and the outside is straight, neither sprawling nor branching. It seems old and awkward."

He got up and straightened his clothes, crossed his hands and bowed solemnly, "It is really a blessing for the common people to meet Mr. Jing in Jun County!"

Shu Yingtong squeezed the lotus seeds and put them into her mouth, "You have sharp eyes."

(End of this chapter)