The fat shopkeeper seemed to know this city well, and knew that they might not have the ability to solve the case. He brought the constable to the tent with a sad face. Seeing that he had nothing to do, Yang Tashan was still thinking about the thirty-five cents, and followed behind and stood at the door to watch the fun. Even though theft was stolen, he still had to work hard for a day.

The two detectives looked around the room and saw that several wardrobe doors and chests of drawers were all open. The large wooden box containing money had been pried open, and there was a window half open in the rear window.

The fat tentman pointed to the half-open window and said, "Two officials, this thief must have pried open the window with a pry stick, and then turned it in and stole the silver." The two detectives glanced at the half-open window, nodded but did not go forward to check.

The Skinny Monkey Constable walked to the empty money box and asked, "How much did you lose?"

The money accounts are all managed by Fat Storekeeper's cousin Fat Account and the money is settled once at the end of the month, so he didn't know how much money he lost, so he looked at Fat Account.

The fat tent said affirmatively: "Twelve taels and three coins in silver, two silos of copper coins, three silos of hangs, seventy-two cents of silos."

"Well, I lost a lot." The thin monkey detective swallowed, with a gloating expression in his eyes, and then he glanced at the rabbit-tooth detective.

The Rabbit Tooth Constable said to the fat shopkeeper: "It must be a thief who has been wandering around. Seeing that you are not prepared for your defense, he sneaked into the account room to steal silver, and then flew away. Our yamen had said that you should close the house to prevent theft, be careful of fire, but you just don't listen. Now there is a thief. How do you ask us to explain to the prefect? ​​Well? The crime happened. The victim could not escape three points of responsibility. This detective could only report to the master. At that time, he would definitely be fined 3500 yuan. Perhaps if the master was unhappy, he would be fined one or two taels of silver. It would be a common occurrence."

The Skinny Constable also sighed: "Oh! His shopkeeper has land and money, so what's the point of fine for them? I just pity us. Since a crime has occurred, it must be solved. But this crime is so trampled on us. Where do you ask our brothers to find thieves? This case cannot be solved within the period decided by the master. We brothers will be beaten to the ground, and the shopkeeper has land. What should we do?"

Of course, the fat shopkeeper understood that it was easy to ask for a god but could not give it to him. He had to take out a purse from his arms with a sad face, pour out two hangings of copper coins, bowed and handed it over, and said, "Two officials, we are not strict in the defense of theft. It's really shameful to add trouble to the two officials. This is a little money, and I'll give the two officials tea..."

The money he stolen from the land was not returned, but instead posted two hundred documents in it. The fat shopkeeper was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

The skinny monkey detective seemed to have no idea what refusal was, and took it with a smile: "Okay, let's go back to report to the prefect, and said that it was not stolen at all. It was because the shopkeeper misread it. Do you think it's okay?"

The fat shopkeeper was about to cry. He lost more than ten taels of silver in vain, but he also paid 200 yuan. The case was also cancelled. It was really a loss for his wife and his troops.

The two constables were about to leave, Yang Tashan said, "Let's wait. I can solve this case and find out the thief!"

The fat shopkeeper was overjoyed when he heard this. Then he was a little skeptical. If Yang Tashan had this ability, how could he come to work in his own shop? But at this time, he would rather believe that he had land and asked anxiously: "You... can really solve this case and help me get the stolen money?"

Yang Tashan turned around, looked carefully at the situation in the tent, and nodded affirmatively: "I have found the traces of this thief."

The fat shopkeeper heard him say so surely. He was overjoyed and his voice trembled. He asked, "Who? Who stole the money from my land?"

The two constables also came up and looked at Yang Tashan with suspicion.

Yang Tashan remembered that the fat shopkeeper was going to frame him as a thief just now. Although he was doing something in desperation, it was also angering. If he hadn't known how to protect himself, he would probably not be able to escape the prison this time. Moreover, the Ming Dynasty punished the thieves very heavily. Not only did he have to blame the stick, but he also had to carve the word "thief" on his arm. He would carve it once and then hang it three times.

Thinking of this, Yang Tashan was a little angry and hugged his shoulders: "You wronged us just now, why should I tell you now? The shopkeeper, give me the wages soon, we are leaving."

Xing'er also said angrily: "That's it! We don't care about the wages and help him chop firewood. Unexpectedly, it's a sin for us to give the wages soon!"

The fat shopkeeper was very embarrassed and a little anxious. He hurriedly took out his purse, counted thirty-five pennies, handed it to Yang Tashan with both hands, and said with a smile: "Little brother, this is wages, is it... I'm sorry to both of you, this is all... this is all misunderstanding. Please don't be accustomed to me, and help me find out the real murderer. I will definitely give you a lot of rewards!"

Yang Tashan took the wages and put them in his wallet. He didn't want to pay attention to this matter at first, but the land he lacked the most is money. When he thought of the small house he rented at noon, he was a little discouraged. It was really not where people live. Now, he heard from the fat shopkeeper that he had a lot of money to repay, so he couldn't help but feel it.

He was moved and asked, "Okay, how much do you thank?"

The fat tent next to him sneered: "Helping others is the foundation of happiness, how can you still ask for money?"

Yang Tashan also sneered: "I don't know how to be happy to help others. I just know that I'm not happy if I don't have money, so if I don't have any rewards, then let's leave!" He waved his hand at Xing'er and walked out.

The fat shopkeeper hurriedly stopped him: "Little brother! How much reward do you... do you want?"

Yang Tashan didn't want to show his trump card too early, and said with a smile: "You can bid yourself. If it's right, I will help you. If it's not right, just pretend I didn't say it!"

He said what he said was, and the more Yang Tashan was, the more he became fatter the shopkeeper's appetite. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Three Hundred Wen? How about it? Brother, you have to work hard for ten days like today!"

Yang Tashan sneered and was about to leave. The fat shopkeeper hurriedly took two steps forward and said, "Five hundred documents! Five hundred documents are a lot!"

Yang Tashan shook his head slightly and walked out as he walked.

The fat shopkeeper was anxious: "Eight hundred documents! How about eight hundred documents? Little brother, just think that you are helping me. Please!" With such a high land price, it was like digging out the fat shopkeeper's heart.

Yang Qiuchi was a little moved, turned around, thought for a while, and said to Xing'er, "What do you think?"

Xing'er didn't know if Yang Tashan could really solve the case. She was a little nervous, but when she saw that he looked like an embroidered chest, she felt very calm. However, when Yang Tashan asked her to make a decision, she saw that everyone was looking at her, and she suddenly panicked and said with a blushing face: "Young Master, Xing'er doesn't know..., it's better... you decide."

Yang Tashan nodded and said to the fat shopkeeper: "Look, you just framed us and scared my little maid like this. I'm angry when I think about it. This is what you can divide it with half of what you pick up, not to mention that I helped you catch the thief and retrieve the lost money. According to the principle, it should also divide it with half..."

After hearing this, the fat shopkeeper turned pale.

Yang Tashan smiled and said, "But I am not that greedy man, so I'm like this. The fat tent just said that you lost 12 taels of silver in total, and two silos of copper coins, two silos of copper coins, three silos of copper coins, and seventy-two silos of copper coins. I won't move the silver. I just want you to have two silos of copper coins, two silos of copper coins, three silos of copper coins, and seventy-two silos of copper coins. How about it?"

It is always 1,000 yuan, and one hang is 100 yuan. The total amount of silver and copper coins in the stolen land is equivalent to 14,672 yuan. Yang Tashan asked for a reward of only 2,372 yuan, about one-seventh, which is quite reasonable.

The fat shopkeeper twitched his face in pain, and said with a smile: "Little brother, can you discuss this... this... again..."

Before Yang Tashan could speak, the fat tent next to him said coldly: "Brother, don't listen to him. What kind of case can he solve? It's just that he is talking nonsense here and wants to make some autumn wind!"

Yang Tashan looked at him meaningfully and didn't say anything.

Is the fat tent a little furious when Yang Tashan looked at it? You have eaten and taken the wages. Why don’t you get out of here?”

Yang Tashan ignored him, turned his head and looked at the fat shopkeeper word by word, "Shopkeeper, can you wait for you to say a word, okay, I will help you pull out the thief immediately. No, let's pat our butt and leave, just keep your empty box and cry."

The thin monkey detective heard Yang Tashan say it very sure and asked, "Little brother, can you really solve this case?"

"Hehe, without diamonds, you wouldn't take on this porcelain job!"

The fat shopkeeper thought of Bai Shao going to 2,300 quotas, and was heartbroken. However, if he lost more than ten taels of silver and could not find it, he would not only be tempted, but even go crazy, but also wanted to make the last effort. He smiled and said, "Little brother, how about a thousand quotas, a thousand quotas? A lot! Just do good deeds and help the old man! Is it okay?"

"Not even a child is missing!" Yang Tashan sneered: "I haven't done good deeds yet? According to the Ming Dynasty, I could have asked you halfway, but I didn't want it, so I've already done a great kindness, let alone you wronged us just now, and my anger has not yet subsided. Happily, I'm fine, in one sentence, can I do it! I don't have time to sharpen your mouth!"

The fat shopkeeper remembered the more than ten taels of silver and had to grit his teeth and stomp his feet: "Okay! That's it!"
Chapter completed!