MTL - You Can’t Be Fierce Towards Me!-Chapter 37

Outside Zhao Jiami, Zhao’s shopkeeper counted the quantity early in the morning and waited for “Li Gongzi” to come over in the shop.

One hundred stone glutinous rice, where is a big business, if it is, this month, his monthly case can also get a lot more, so he did not light up, he personally came over to pick up the goods, and then prepared a good Tea, waiting for someone to come.

When the buddy came in to inform Li Gongzi that the party had arrived, he stood up with a sigh of relief and greeted him with an eager smile on his face.

"Li Gongzi, you are finally here."

Zhao Zhangcai bowed his hand to Fu Yi, and bowed his body and asked him to go in. He meant to drink a cup of tea. Fu Yan saw that he couldn’t sit still with his throat. This was a faint opening. Are the shopkeepers ready?"

"I have already prepared it, I will take you to see?" Zhao managed to nod.

Fu bowed his head, stood up and backed his hand, and raised his chin to him. "Lao Zhao Zhao treasurer leads the way."

The group followed Zhao’s treasurer to the yard behind the rice shop. The glutinous rice with nearly 20 bags was placed on the empty space of the yard, and they were all packed in the most common cloth bags.

Fu Yan eyes, the corner of the mouth is slightly unobtrusive, "I will check the goods first, if the rice is not good..."

"You can rest assured that it is definitely a good glutinous rice!" Zhao treasurer eagerly said: "After you test."

Fu Xiao smiled at him and his eyes looked very meaningful. "Then I will test it."

When he walked to the side of the rice heap, he pointed a bag of rice and said to Chu Xiangtian: "Atian, you poured out this bag of rice."

Chu Xiangtian: "..."

Fu Yan installed a decent figure, pointing to the rice bag to command him, and then took back to the back, the pointed chin's holdings, his eyes slantingly glaring at him, estimated to be angry because of last night's things.

"Yes, son." Chu Xiangtian rolled up his sleeves and made his life to the next person. Easily lift the rice bag, untie the bundle, and pour a bag of rice into the basket on the side.

The white rice grains are piled up in the basket, and the crystal is lustrous under the sunlight. The rice grains are short and round, and the color is crystal clear. It is indeed a good fresh glutinous rice.

Fu Wei stepped forward, fingers twirling a few times in the rice heap, and then unexpectedly, the rice bag that was thrown aside will be picked up.

Pulling the rice bag and glanced at the bottom of the word, Fu Yan's mouth slowly hooked up, turned the sack over and looked out, pointing to a small "Fu" asked: "Zhao treasurer, what is this?"

Starting from his abnormal view of the rice bag, Zhao had a bad feeling in his heart, but he recalled a circle, but did not feel that there was any omission. Now Fu Wei put the black "Fu" on the size of the fingernail on the rice bag. In front of him, he realized that something went wrong.

The group joined hands to give him the next set.

Zhao shopkeeper's face was ugly, and there was still a trace of panic in his eyes. In the end, he forced to suppress it. He asked the guilty guilty. "You are not coming to buy rice! Come!"

He said that he was going out to call people. Chang Xi was closest to him. He kicked his leg in his leg and cut his hands so that he was forced to kneel on the ground.

"Don't mess, otherwise don't blame Grandpa for being too heavy."

The two people were disparate in power. Zhao’s shopkeeper was pressed by him, snoring and gasping, and his eyes were red and he looked at Fu Wei. “Who are you?”

Fu Yan showed him a smile. "You will know soon."

After he hadn't finished speaking, Fu Ji rushed over with four catches. "The son, you have already reported to you as you said."

Zhao Zhao, who was kneeling on the ground, widened his eyes, and Fu Ji, who was standing dead, looked at Fu Wei, who stood back, and his face brushed white.

Fu guitar is recognized, Wen Jia's housekeeper, accompanied by the wife to visit the shop, Fu Jiaguan has long passed with him. Later they left the books and left. They thought they were not found, but now it seems that the other party is not discovering, but waiting for them here.

Please ask Zhou Chuanqing to talk with a few catchers here. Fu Wei and Fu Ji and Chu Xiang Tian Changxi went to Fujiami shop.

This time, he did not hide his identity, and he took the butler and swayed into Fujiami.

The shopkeeper I met yesterday was not there. Only a middle-aged man in his forties was playing with his head down.

"Li is in charge." Fu Ji coughed and reminded him of the presence of a group of people.

Li Guan looked up and saw Fu Wei with some horror. Then he smiled and greeted him. "How can you hear the steward?"

Fu Jizhen started, faintly said: "There is no smell in the future, only Fu family."

Regardless of Li’s rigid smile, he slightly sideways and let Fu Xiao come. “This is the young master, and he will take over the things in the shop.”

Li Guanke’s cheeks pumped out, revealing a single twisted smile. He looked at the childish Fu Xing’s eyes with some disdain, but his tone was very respectful: “I have seen the young master.”

Fu Hao nodded. After he walked over to the counter, he took a casual step and slowly said: "Fu Jia's business is taking over after me. This time, I came to check the inventory."

Li Guanzhen’s face was stiff and he smiled and said: “The rice in the warehouse is piled up. It’s not a matter of time to count.”

Fu Yan looked at him with a smile and smiled. "I will arrange the staff. Li Guanshi will take me to the warehouse to see it now."

Li Guanshi bowed, and the fine cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and his mind turned quickly, thinking about what reason to use to fool the past.

"Li Gongzi, how come you came over, is the rice grain counted?"

In the backyard, the store was in the second floor and saw Fu Wei. He greeted him with enthusiasm, and everyone’s eyes fell on him at the same time.

The atmosphere in the room is quiet and somewhat strange.

The store’s second hesitantly stopped, and his face was a bit stunned. He didn’t understand why they looked at themselves.

"Li Gongzi?"

Li Guanzhi’s face was full of blood, and his lips trembled and read these three words. “Li Gongzi” He certainly knows that the Li Jiaxiao, who bought a hundred stone glutinous rice, was still happy yesterday. With the extra input, the money that this business gets can be higher than the month in which he manages for a year.

How happy he was yesterday, and now he is scared to see Fu Yan’s cold face.

Can't control the soft legs, he "plops" and squats on the ground, begging for mercy, watching Fu, "big master..."

"What is this about Li Guanzhi? Hurry up and take me to the warehouse first."

Fu Yan couldn't show his face, but there was a knife in his beautiful eyes. Li Guanwu felt that he couldn't wait to see it.

Seeing that he was lying on the ground, he often smiled and looked forward to picking up his collar. He was impatient: "Don't be honed, let you lead the way, you will lead the way!"

Li Guanzheng stood up straight, and did not know that he did not hear it. He shook two soft legs like noodles and walked to the back warehouse.

A foggy shop, Xiao Er, finally realized what had happened. He looked at Fu Wei with horror, his lips trembled a few times, and he did not dare to say anything even if he asked for mercy.

Thinking of what he said in front of the young master yesterday, he opened his eyes in fear, and then looked at the things that were coerced in front of him, and instantly fell into the ice.

Chu Xiangtian's eyes followed Fu Yan, secretly screaming twice, the young master really let him have surprises every day, the face is horrible, but also makes people feel cute.

Roughly squatting on the second floor of the shop, Chu went up to the genius.

When everyone came to the door of the warehouse, Li Guanjie solved the key of his lower back and rubbed his hands. After trying several times, he could not insert the key into the keyhole.

Chang Xi impatiently grabbed the key and opened the door.

The warehouse door made a heavy squeaking sound, slowly opening to both sides, the dim warehouse raised dust, Fu Yi did not disappoint, went straight in.

The shop in Miba is very large. When the business was good, the rice shop would hoard a lot of food. Because it was far apart, it was too time-consuming and laborious to upgrade from Zhuangzi, and several other shops were closer to Shangming Town. It will also come to Shangming Town to adjust the grain. Therefore, the rice shop in Shangming Town will send the freshest rice every year, and the rice planted by the two rice shops will fill up most of the warehouse.

Now, there is nothing in the warehouse that is almost empty. Only the remaining part of the rice is piled up in the dark corner. Fu Yan goes up and picks up the hollow awl on the side and inserts it into the rice bag. The rice inside is poured out and falls. On the ground.

The color is yellow and the musty smell is also Chen Mi.

Fu Yan’s face was chilly, and his eyes were stabbed in Li Guanshi’s body. “Are you confessing now, or go to the government to explain it?”