Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 57 Big Trouble

In my previous life, I don’t know which character or which workplace biography wrote it. To be a leader, you don’t need any outstanding talents. If you can adjust the emotions of your employees in time and twist everyone’s strength into one rope, you are a good leader!Just like Liu Bei, he is inferior to Zhuge in writing and Guan Yu in martial arts, but he can make everyone sacrifice their lives for his dream. This is a good leader.

Although he doesn't have the personality charm of Uncle Liu Huangshu, Song Qingshu is still complacent that he is a good leader. At least his team is well organized by him now. The little chef Caiwei is busy making juice and desserts in the back, and the guy with scar face is holding a broom to continue Sweeping the floor again and again, the part-time job watcher is a black and white thug.

Although the newly joined waiter Qiaoer still had a cold look and a sullen face, compared to the previous few days, she was more diligent and proactive, and she also had a job in her eyes. She knew that she would take the initiative to clean up the table when the guests left. What surprised Song Qingshu the most was Xiaobao, a brat whose face quickly rounded up after eating for a few days. Then he wore the handsome vest and white shirt of the waiter boy from later generations. The same warm welcome at the door has attracted many guests' amazement.

Especially this kid looks naive, but in fact he is more treacherous than his sister, he has good eyesight, knows who is a rich man and who is a Kong Yiji like Zhao Sheng a few days ago. The sons of the big landlord family nodded and bowed their heads enthusiastically. Although Song Qingshu didn't agree with his approach, but within a few days, this kid really coaxed those elders to spend a lot of money, so Song Qingshu couldn't say anything about him.

In short, with the hot weather in June, Song Qingshu's business has also become prosperous, and he is one step closer to becoming a well-off society. If this situation continues, there will be groups of beautiful wives and beautiful concubines like Ximen Qingximen officials , the moldy and corrupt life with a lot of money in the bag seems to be just around the corner.

Didn't Hongniang Xing say that she would never be able to afford Fengguanxiapei for the rest of her life?Then buy ten sets in one go and crush her to death!And Caiwei, this girl loves sweets so much, let her eat into a little chubby pig in the future.

But just when Song Qingshu was thinking about it, a cold snort sounded from the side again, and he wandered to Song Qingshu's side with his broom in his arms, his scar-faced eyes were still aiming at the Qiaoer siblings who were busy ahead, and he didn't even groan He hummed and said.

"Jiangshan is easy to change and nature is hard to change. Look at that kid, he is a slippery head now, and that girl, who eats ours and drinks ours, still looks like he can't be thanked. Keep them, and sooner or later they will be together." Get into big trouble!"

There was a sour taste in Scarface's words.On the one hand, he doesn't like Qiao'er, on the other hand, today's Daming has lost the simplicity of the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China. It is common for rich and powerful families to keep slaves and maids, and all the dignified family masters are lustful. She was pretty in her eyes, and Song Qingshu took a good look at her. If she was kept, Song Qingshu might take her into the house sooner or later.

Originally, it was enough to be wronged by my own lady to be a concubine for this fool by accident, but what about a little vixen?
He didn't know that Scarface regarded himself as a lustful landlord class satyr. Hearing his cold snort, Song Qingshu just laughed it off, picked up the "Five Classics of Justice" ordered by Taizu, and dreamed of getting rich happily.

The mood is good, the days are passing quickly, the weather is hot, the juice is sold out, and Qiaoer sister and brother are directed to wash the cups in the kitchen, and do some preparations for tomorrow's business. bed.

The weather this year is very weird, the winter is extremely cold, and the summer is hot. Even at night, there is a layer of scorching heat in the air. The bugs in the yard are screaming for heat. Explained by modern science, this is called the El Niño phenomenon.

I hate the coldness of the house in winter, but this time it is so hot that I want to pull out the skin, the mat is wet with sweat, and the crickets in the yard are screaming endlessly, Song Qingshu is in a daze. After tossing until one or two o'clock, I didn't know if I passed out from the heat.

But this sleep did not last long. In the haze, Song Qingshu felt a cold hand slapping his face continuously, which could be regarded as taking away some heat. There was only one person who woke him up this way before, Xing Hongniang, but At that time, it was a cold day and this girl shivered from the cold, but now it can be regarded as a bit of relief, Song Qingshu subconsciously held that hand down and stroked his warm face.

But immediately he was suddenly clever. Although Xing Hongniang's hands are not as good as those of the ladies, they are white and tender, but they will never be like sandpaper. The sleepiness is mostly gone, and Song Qingshu jumps up like a carp When he got up, he saw an ugly face with a sparse beard.

"Don't sleep at night, are you crazy?"

There was a chill, and he shrank back a few meters. Song Qingshu yelled sadly, and quickly covered his shirt. He stared at the other party with a perverted look, but seeing the scar on his face, he put his hands on the clothes in disgust. After a while, he made a silent movement.

"Hush! I'll take you to catch the thief!"

Confused, Song Qingshu grabbed his clothes and got up.

At this time, it should be less than four o'clock in the morning. The whole city of Xi'an is rarely so quiet. The sky is still gray, with only a little white belly wandering in the east. The sound of even breathing can be faintly heard. The foreign monk Tang Ruowang is snoring quite a bit at this time. He is preaching here at Song Qingshu, and now he has more than 200 believers. He just held a mass yesterday, and he was tired last night. when.

Confused, he followed Scarface and squatted down behind the clump in the yard, watching this guy squinting like a mouse, Song Qingshu followed suit, but saw that the bathroom was still burning There was a candle, and through the candle, one could vaguely see a figure faintly revealed on the window paper.

Song Qingshu almost didn't spit out, this scarred face is really boring, leading him to peek at the little girl taking a bath in the middle of the night, is it because he can't sleep well?Or hunger and thirst to a certain extent?

But speaking of it, after a few days of full food, Qiaoer, the little thief, seems to have begun to develop. Through the shadow of the window paper, you can vaguely see Xiaohe's sharp corners, at least not like last time After washing for a long time, I still don't know whether it is male or female.

With "critical" eyes, while contemptuous of the scar face, Song Qingshu still peeped with relish.Perhaps he was also overwhelmed by Song Qingshu's shamelessness, Scarface snorted angrily: "Wait, there will be a good show soon!"

Once in a while, Qiao'er still has the habit of running naked after taking a shower?Seeing Scarface's malicious expression, Song Qingshu's expression became weird again.

However, Song Qingshu's imagination did not come true after all. Qiao'er came out in Caiwei's old clothes, and the little bun was wrapped tightly, so there was no clue at all.

"Did you make a fuss about taking a bath in the middle of the night?" Disappointed, Song Qingshu yawned again and turned his head away, turned around to teach Scarface a lesson, and planned to go back to sleep again before dawn, but he didn't wait for him Standing up, Scarface slammed his shoulders again and pushed him back under the flower pot.

"Look!"

What followed was a moment to witness a miracle. Under Song Qingshu's impatient scrutiny, the female thief hurried back to the room next to the kitchen. After a while, she came out dragging a heavy bag, followed by the same sleepy-eyed man Xiaobao, it seems that it was premeditated, stepping on the garbage dump at the corner, the two thieves have a clear division of labor, Xiaobao climbed up the wall first, dragged the bag from above, and Qiaoer followed behind to send dozens of catties up The bag of rice had been thrown outside the wall, and then Qiaoer also climbed up the wall, and the two thieves disappeared in the morning light.

Song Qingshu's eyes widened.

"My big leader, hurry up, or I won't even have porridge this morning."

Hearing Scarface's sneering words, Song Qingshu was so angry that he almost spurted blood, he picked up the shoulder pole beside him and wanted to chase after him, but after two steps, Song Qingshu suddenly stopped in a slump , Immediately, he threw away the stick and waved his hand weakly.

"Forget it, the thief goes to the door to clean up, let her."

"Fool! It's worth ten taels of silver to sell that girl! Two cows came out! They have been eating your food and drinking your food for so many days, and they took yours before leaving! Are you still a bloody man? There shouldn't be a woman's kindness!" After chasing after him, Scarface yelled angrily again, he was used to killing, but he couldn't bear the appearance of weakness and retreat the most.

Who knew that Song Qingshu suddenly pointed behind him, and with that decadent look, he staggered back to the room.

Looking back full of hatred, the expression on Scarface's face also turned into embarrassment in an instant. I don't know when Caiwei came out. The little girl hugged her pajamas, with an unbelievable expression on her pretty face. , as if looking at a human trafficker, looking at him with red eyes full of condemnation.

The corner of Scar's mouth twitched a few times, and he cursed Song Qingshu in his heart, but Scarface and his gang could force a smile.

"Well, uncle is just joking!"

…………

The new helper who had been here for less than ten days just ran away, but life continued.

It's really easy to go from being frugal to extravagant, but even more difficult to go from extravagant to frugal!A few days ago, there were two more child labor helpers, who took care of all the trivial things, and made Song Qingshu really relaxed for several days. For a while, he didn't milk the goats or beat the butter.

This is good, the two thieves ran away with a load of rice, and they had to do these tasks by themselves. After working all morning, Song Qingshu's shoulders were so tired that they almost fell off.

"I really have to call Hong'er and Little Carrot here, these days are really not easy for people!" It was another early morning, while removing the baffle that blocked the shop door from the inside, Song Qingshu couldn't help typing. Yawned and complained.

"Untrained ~"

Scarface's answer was still so cold, but he couldn't help shaking his sour hands while brushing the cup all morning.The two were bickering and arguing, and it took five or six minutes for the board blocking the door to be removed, and a burst of morning light came in, making Song Qingshu stretch comfortably, throwing his troubles behind him, happily hummed.

"Beautiful day begins!"

But in the next second, his mood was not so good. As soon as he calmed down, two apprehensive figures came into his eyes. Qiaoer and Xiaobao, who fled yesterday morning, were standing stiffly at the door of his shop. forward.

If this doesn't make Song Qingshu feel troubled, following them, the stinky lion-headed beggar showed his disgusting yellow teeth, and after that, the faces of the six messy-haired beggars were so dirty that they could no longer see clearly , and further back, there are a lot of messy chicken coop hairstyles one after another.

No less than sixty or seventy beggars were all blocking the door of his house, and it was like a sea of ​​beggars. Song Qingshu was so shocked that he stepped back two steps in one stride, pushed his scarred face in front of him with a slap, and screamed in shock.

"You, you, what are you going to do? If you don't leave me, I will report to the government!"

He cast a contemptuous glance at Song Qingshu, who shrank his head back, and while pulling out the knife from his sleeve, he hummed so coldly with his scarred face.

"Let me just say, if you keep them, they will stab you sooner or later!"

(End of this chapter)