Chapter 50 The Man is frank

[50] The hero is frank

As soon as the red-faced man finished his words, he was slapped on his face, and the five pale fingerprints were particularly obvious on his red face.

After beating, the eldest brother scolded, "Hwaiting Mountain! How did you talk to your sister-in-law? Have you forgotten the oath we made in front of the spirit of the old village?

The red-faced man ate and stood still with his head down.

"Do you think these people are all vegetarian?

They all have sticks in their iron cars, thirty-one, and there are many people! If you fight for your best, you will have to fold a few brothers!

Since these people dare to do business on the road without a darts master, they obviously have work.

When they practiced shooting crossbows outside Yinma Town yesterday, although we were far away, we also saw it! Their ten strange-looking * shooters were accurate. I don't think the crossbows of the officers and soldiers came, and they didn't see them able to shoot on the target 200 steps away.

These people must not be simple!"

The little man engaged in reconnaissance and inscrutiny also said, "Big brother said it! That crossbow is really powerful! I'm used to running around the world, but I've never seen officers and soldiers have such a sharp weapon!

After practicing, these cross-rail car guys went forward to gouge out the trees with knives and collected them one by one. I was curious to look down and saw that the holes in the tree were all three inches deep!

Don't say that we don't wear armor, but even if we meet ordinary official hard leather armor, I'm afraid it's also a pair!"

The eldest brother took two steps forward and crossed his waist with a black face and said, "That's why I'm going to do it in Shilibao. I'm not sure they have time to draw a crossbow. When we put the knife on their necks, they won't be afraid of incomplete wealth.

Since you have got all their wealth, there is no need to hurt people's lives again!

If I do such an unkind business later, I will spread it out and ask the Jianghu brothers to despise me!"

How did Yao Fan and his party know that they were being targeted? From noon, Yao Fan ordered the shopkeeper to prepare wooden barrels and wooden basins for his staff. Thirty-one people, Yao Fan himself, took off all in the backyard of the inn, took out the soap he brought and began to take a shower.

Just after noon, the scorching sun emitted a steaming white light, roasting the bluestone floor in the inn courtyard. Everyone took off their shoes, stepped on the hot slate, and hurriedly poured the gourd and water on their bodies.

The water, which had been warmed by the sun, immediately flowed from everyone's heads to the soles of their feet, and took away the dry heat on their bodies and the hot blue stones under their feet. The big guys immediately felt that it was a great enjoyment! The naked men laughed one by one, smeared soap on their bodies with rude and straightforward movements, and splashed water on each other, which was lively and cheerful.

I don't know who took the lead, and Yao Fan's good folk songs that he taught everyone to sing during the journey these days sounded.

The big river flows east! ~~~~~~

The stars in the sky and the earth are in the Big Dipper! ~~~~~

Let's go as soon as you say let's go. I have everything! ~~~~~

There is a roar on the road! Do it when it's time to do it! ~~~~~~~

The wind and fire broke into Kyushu! ~~~~~

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Hearing the vigorous singing of these young men, Yao Fan was also excited. He led his head with his clear and high-level voice, roaring and led the lead singer. Thirty-one men and thirty voices, varying in heights and width, but roared the same tune at the same time.

A bowl of wine at the turn of life and death! ~~~~~

A bowl of wine regardless of price! ~~~~~

Look at the sky all the way and don't look back! ~~~~~

Oh, hey, hey, hey, hey! ~~~~~~~~~

This wild and heroic song rushed straight up to the blue 3,000-foot high sky and rushed into the 10,000-meter cloud, surging like a groundbreaking thunder, venting the grievance of life, and playing an exciting chapter.

The song resounded through the inn, infecting the shopkeeper and the boss in the inn. He stood on the side and grinned, watching the group of men who were walking around the world singing naked.

The travelers living in the inn also heard the song, and their hearts had different tastes.

A tall and thin young man who seemed to be in his twenties happened to live in this courtyard. The window of the wing was facing the yard and heard a group of rough people showering outside. He suddenly felt unhappy. He put down the pawns playing with people, opened the curtains and pushed open the window. When he was about to teach him a few words, he didn't expect to hear such a song. .

He turned his head and said to a teenager who was only as tall as his shoulder and said, "I've never heard this song... It sounds like the local style of Shandong, rough and straightforward, which is very different from the taste of southern Anhui."

The teenager smiled and said, "It sounds heroic, like a group of heroes."

The young man shook his head and said, "This song is bold, but it's too wild. After listening to it with my own ears, I knew that robbers and bandits like to gather in Shandong. It turned out that even the travelers in the countryside sang in this place.

The teenager lay by the window and looked at Yao Fan's burly red body, who led the singer. He tilted his head and thought, "What's the taste? But does the eldest brother think that this song has some of the hero and banditry of "Loyal Water Margin"?

The young man looked at the teenager in surprise and said, "It is said that your ears are tipping, which is exactly this smell."

At this time, another teenager in the room was also moved by the song. In the ups and downs, he simply threw away the chess pieces, pulled them forward, and poked out of the window from the side, wanting to hear who sang such a heroic thing.

Only then did he see that the teenager was suddenly dumbfounded. He saw a man in the yard, led by a man who was as bright as white as waves. His handsome face had been exposed to bronze with red light in the past two days. The white light of the scorching sun hit him in the afternoon. After the refraction of countless water beads, he emitted a fantastic silver halo. They are all shrouded in a dazzling white halo, looking at the earth like a god.

He Shicheng was bare and raised the bucket on the side. Inside was the ice-cold well water. As ordered, he rushed down from the head to Yao Fan. The cold well water splashed everywhere. The excited Yao Fan's muscles suddenly closed and shook his head and shouted happily.

Of course, Yao Fan did not wear fake braids when taking a shower, and shook his head bareheaded, which showed the abruptness of his short hair without braids.

The teenager saw Yao Fan narrowing his eyes at her, his muscles were beautiful and strong, and the red-headed white bar below was even more abrupt, standing with dripping water.

The teenager was suddenly shocked. He quickly covered his face and turned around and ran back to the chessboard in two steps. His heart beat wildly, and his pink face under his fingers blushed like a fever.

The young man also realized that it was wrong and frowned and turned around, "Jingxuan, don't look at them. These men are all traders and are very vulgar."

After saying that, the young man said loudly to Yao Fan, the obvious leading singer among the people in the yard, "Since you have been singing for a long time, don't be happy anymore. It's noon, it's time to disturb people's leisure."

Yao Fan didn't feel embarrassed at all. He was naked at the young man and arched his hand slightly and said, "That's what my brother said. The noise is annoying."

After saying that, Yao Fan turned his head to the back and said, "Guys, stop talking. Don't disturb the guests here."

When the teenager saw that Yao Fan had no braids, he inquired curiously, "Oh, that man, what's the song you just sang?"

Yao Fan listened to the hairy boy's arrogant mouth and sneered: "This song is called a good man song. It is about Liangshan's hundred and eight good men to be righteous and help the world. You can't sing baby. Your hair hasn't grown yet. If you sing it in the daytime, I'm afraid you'll have to pee in your pants at night.

The teenager was not angry when he heard this and said with a smile, "You are bold and fat. Don't you know that the Water Margin can do the destruction of the city and rob the prison, and kill and set fire as a heroic act. There are so many thieves in the world. Is this all the disadvantages? The royal family of the Qing Dynasty had already banned this book. How dare you read it?

Yao Fanxin said that he could not underestimate the doll. This child is a big man, and he is not fear when talking to strangers. His face is full of sinisterness with a smile. He must be from an official eunuch family.

Thinking of this, Yao Fan crossed his waist and stood up with the black-headed general and said, "The book is banned. Naturally, I can't read it, but the people don't read books. They just like to sing a song and sing my loyal, chivalrous and upright man in Shandong. Will the government still have to ban the song in the future?"

The teenager heard Yao Fan's reasonable words and nodded, "Since ancient times, Liu Xiang has not studied, but you are reasonable."

The young man also said, "This man, the strange car you parked in the backyard loaded with goods is the imported 'Yama'?"

Yao Fan knew as soon as he heard that this was a knowledgeable product. The history of bicycles was introduced to China in 1875, but it was called 'Yangmar'. At that time, it was translated instead of turning it into a bicycle or bicycle because people felt that the speed of riding a horse, and the horsepower was sometimes exhausted, while cyclists could ride leisurely all day. It runs farther than a horse, hence the name.

Yao Fan said, "I heard that only the British have sold this car to the court in the capital, but how do you know that Beijing calls it 'Yaoma'? You are very knowledgeable at a young age.

Being praised by Yao Fan, the young man said with a beautiful face: "I have it at home, and naturally I have seen it. However, the model of my car is different from yours. Although it is the same model as the Da Nei, it is not as big as your iron wheel. The paint color is not as bright as your oil, and the wheels are also a thin layer of glue, not as round and elastic as you.

When I look at it, I think your steel rings and armrests are excellent. They are all snowflake fine steel. Unlike the one in my house, the wheels are made of black iron, and the rest are made of wood. I see that you still have shelves behind you, as if you can sit on it. But I don't understand. Why don't you put your pedal on the front wheel, just hang the rear wheel with a chain?

After saying that, he smiled eagerly at Yao Fan, "Hanzi, can you sell that car?"

Yao Fan took over the robe handed over by He Shicheng, put it directly without wearing underwear, and asked the window with his chest open, "How much did you pay?"

The young man said disdainfully, "You are really a businessman. I'll pay as much as you sell. Why do you have to test how much I can pay?"

Yao Fan smiled and said, "Ha ha, what you said makes sense. If I ask you the price, it will be lower.

Don't be surprised, little brother. Each of my cars is used to ride to Jinan. I don't have a horse. If I sell one to you, one of the guys will carry the goods to Jinan.