"This world is hard to understand!"

Laocun was accompanying the customer in person, and sighed: "It's not easy for Mr. Zhang. Others have increased their rent, so they dare not not raise their rent... But it's easy to drop the rent, but it's difficult to raise it. I'll wait until there are some troubles in the autumn!"

"Can anyone dare to resist the tenant?" Xue Xiao asked.

"I can't even eat enough, why don't I dare?" Laocun was taking a sip of wine.

As he was talking, Masato Laomura's grandson stood at the door and leaned his head.

Laocun frowned: "What are you doing when you shrink your head? You can't make fun of the guests!"

The young man said "hehe" twice: "Master, my uncle is here... I want to find my master to speak!"

Laocun was stunned and accused the three of them, and stood up and went out.

But the boy couldn't go out and looked at everyone without a glance.

Xue Xiao put down his chopsticks and looked at the boy, he became a little more alert.

Huo Bao also looked at the boy.

Fourteen or five years old, not tall, with a sharp look, and a bit of Huo Bao's character.

Huo Bao felt a good impression and waved his hand, calling the boy to approach: "What are you looking at?"

"My master, are you really a caravan?" the young man asked with a little careful look.

"Isn't it a real caravan, or a fake caravan?"

"Then...then...where are you coming from and where are you going?"

"What are you asking about this? Do you want to rob the caravan?" Huo Bao frowned.

"No!" The young man waved his hands repeatedly: "I... just ask..."

Huo Bao smiled.

Xue Xiao said impatiently: "What are you asking in a mess? You can't go on!"
Chapter completed!