Chapter 274 interrupted hum

Yanggu County is not big, so it didn't take long for Ximen Qing and Wang An to return to Ximen Pharmacy.

This trip tossed Ximen Qing, which can be said to be a peak turn, but the result was good. For him at this time, he was also a little exhausted. In addition, his clothes were almost soaked with sweat. In any case, he had to change it first before he could speak at ease.

As for Wang An, anyway, the document is in hand, and you can deal with it no matter how you deal with it.

Ximenqing gave the guys a holiday. The guys were very fast. Most of the money they had received had left, and only one or two slow movements were still dragging behind, so at this time, the Ximen Pharmacy was much quieter than usual. After Ximenqing disembowed from the horse, there was even no one to take the reins for a long time, and finally Just as he wanted to take the horse to himself, a familiar face came out of the pharmacy. It was Li Qiang.

"My boss, the accountant, you two are back." Li Qiang is a standard guy, and he has done a good job of nodding and bowing.

Ximen Qing was also happy to set up an old man and handed the reins to Li Qiang. Well, come back, tle the horses and feed them well, and then you can have a holiday.

"My boss, I know you still have someone on hand, so I left voluntarily. Why didn't Liu Account Room tell you?" When Li Qiang spoke, he did not look up, so that Ximen Qing could only see his eyebrows and could not see his eyes.

"Oh, yes, Liu's account room said it, but I forgot about this matter. You have done a good job. You can rest assured that I can't treat the people who take the initiative to leave behind." Ximenqing was very happy. He had a feeling about the remaining 20,000 taels in his hand for the rest of his life. The money was almost non-existent, but they were miraculously preserved. Such silver should not be so stingy when spent.

"Thank you." After playing a photo with Ximenqing, Li Qiang reached behind to pick up the reins in Wang An's hand. He did not have any conversation with Wang An. Wang An directly gave him the reins. After that, Li Qiang took two horses in his hand and ran to the small stable of the pharmacy.

Ximenqing was in a good mood. He hummed a little song and took a step into the pharmacy. Instead of staying in the front hall, he went straight back to his bedroom. He didn't even pay attention to where Wang An went after he came back, because Ximen Qing was not worried. In the final analysis, Wang An is only for the buyer and seller, and the document has a natural sense of restraint on the pure buyer and seller. Moreover, now Ximen Qing hopes that Wang An will escape immediately. In that case, wouldn't it be an extremely pleasant feeling that he will hold the handle in Wang An's hand for the rest of his life?

Thinking of this, Ximenqing was even happier. He changed the tone of his mouth and made it more vulgar. In the tune, the young man unscrupulously flirted with the girls nearby, and the girls did not seem to be afraid of this kind of flirting. They blushed and made all kinds of retalism. These songs were Ximen Qing hummed. I feel powerful all over, and the hot feeling on my face can also be slightly dispelled, which belongs to the cold of winter.

This winter is too long. Ximenqing felt countless times that summer was coming, but sadly found that the time still stayed in November. In this November, too many things happened that could change the fate of many people, filled with various plots and scenes, which were infinitely elongated. It seems that every day has not only twelve hours, but endlessly doubled: forty-eight, seventy-two, ninety-six... Anyway, no matter whether the result is victory or failure, Ximen Qing instinctively hopes that such days should not come again. The life he hopes for is just to be able to sing these rough songs leisurely. A vulgar little tune, and then flirt with beautiful girls, that's all. It's like what happened in Wu Song for a long time in the past few years. However, Ximenqing at that time did not compare with other lives and did not understand the unique happiness brought by plainness and boredom.

Ximenqing took off his coat while thinking. Although it was sunny outside, the new wind in winter blew the coat completely cold, and the sweat oozing from all kinds of emotions also made the coat a little wet, and even made ice in some places. Fortunately, it was in the upper body. If it was in the lower body, I would be seen and thought I peed my pants. Ximen Qing whispered, even self-deprecating.

After taking off his clothes, Ximen Qing gently shook and clicked. Something fell to the ground. Ximen Qing looked down and found that it was a folded paper. You don't need to open it to know that it was the bet he had just signed with Wang An. Wang An's life was written on this paper.

Ximenqing looked at the paper contemptuously. He did not bend down to pick it up. He wanted it to lie on the ground for a while, which would make Ximenqing feel infinitely happy. Wang An's calculation, strategy and determination, but it just formed a sad text and then lay on my ground.

After the tone was interrupted for a moment, he continued to hum by Ximenqing. He then changed his trousers and underwear. After completely changing, his spirit immediately recovered. With the wet face towel next to him, Ximen Qing wiped his face again. Although it was a little cold, it also made him extremely refreshing, as if he had gained a new life.

Everything is well dressed. Ximen Qing simply rolled the underwear he just took off into a roll. In this way, it is convenient for the servants to clean. Fortunately, two guys are left behind. Otherwise, Ximen Qing may have to wash clothes by himself. After all, if this kind of close-fitting clothes are sent out for washing, It's so funny. At this time, Ximen Qing suddenly felt that it would be good if there was a woman around him. After all, he didn't have to worry about these things.

Thinking of women, Ximen Qing couldn't help rubbing his clothes twice, as if those clothes were soft bodies, but the coherent movements suddenly stopped. Ximen Qing's fingers trembled a little, because he clearly felt that there was some grease penetration on his underwear.

It is impossible to have this kind of grease on underwear under any circumstances. There is only one possibility. Ximen Qing, who reacted, hurriedly threw down the clothes in his hand, picked up the documents signed with Wang An from the ground, and slowly opened them with trembling hands.

Sure enough, as he was worried just now, the fingerprints pressed by the vegetable soup have been completely soaked under the action of sweat and body temperature, and no finger lines can be seen clearly. Not only that, the soaked oil paper completely polluted the names written by Ximen Qing and the big teapot. The mark that should have been extremely clear became blurred, leaving only a chaotic mass of ink and oil stains.