"You're talking nonsense!" The person at the counter was angry and frightened, shouting: "You don't have the deed to our shop. You say what's yours is yours?"

The strong man raised the paper in his hand and said, "This is an IOU written by your young master himself. If he doesn't pay back the money, he will have to use the shop to pay for it. Get out of here quickly. We will take over the shop."

Zhou Lang, who was surrounding the shop, lowered his head, pulled Man Bao and was about to leave. No wonder he looked familiar, it turned out to be them.

Man Bao also felt that they looked familiar, but after all, it had been many years and she could no longer remember their appearance.

However, she didn't remember their appearance, but she was familiar with what they did. She looked up at her fourth brother and sighed: "Fourth brother, you can't imitate their young master in the future."

Zhou Lang nodded heavily. He had regretted it a long time ago. If he had not committed any crime, he would not have stared at him every time he met the gambling family.

It really makes me sad to death.

Zhou Lang called to Wu Lang and others who were watching the excitement with great interest, "Hurry up and go back. We will go back to find the second brother. We will have lunch later. The fourth brother will treat you to some steamed buns."

The few people who were watching the excitement immediately came to their senses and crowded out together.

"Fourth uncle, do you really treat us to eat steamed buns?"

"Yeah." Now that food prices have dropped, the price of steamed buns has also dropped, so he can still afford it.

“Vegetarian buns or meat buns?”

Zhou Lang gritted his teeth, thought about the money in his pocket and said, "Half meat and half vegetarian."

Everyone cheered, and even Man Bao was extremely happy and asked, "Fourth brother, I also want a bowl of hot soup."

"We bring water."

"Water is not as delicious as soup."

"You are really picky," Zhou Lang said, "Okay, just drink."

Everyone held hands and were about to leave, but two people were holding one person and ran over to them, knocking them apart. One of them, who didn't even have eyesight, hit Man Bao directly.

Zhou Lang immediately supported Man Bao, and when he saw her feeling pain while touching her shoulder, he was very angry. He turned around and kicked the person in the buttocks, sending the person forward...

He fell to the ground, and the person he was supporting was also knocked to the ground. The groggy person became more awake, opened his eyes and got up.

The person supporting the person was furious, turned around and wanted to fight Zhou Lang.

But Zhou Lang was even more fierce than him. He glared and cursed: "What are you looking at? Don't you have eyes? Do you want me to take them out and wash them for you? You don't see us standing here as big people?"

Friday Lang and Saturday Lang pushed their nephews and nieces back, rubbed their fists and stepped forward, asking: "Do you want to fight? Do you want to fight?"

At first glance, he looks very skilled.

The person who hit him had an ugly face, but he also flinched and retracted his expression. He did not dare to make trouble with the Zhou brothers anymore, and turned around to help the person beside him who was struggling to get up.

After lifting the person up and pushing back his loose hair, Wu Lang could see the person's face clearly and said "Huh" in surprise. Wu Lang couldn't help but said: "Isn't this Brother Shi?"

Shi Xiaoen raised his eyelids and glanced at them, then burped and said: "Hey, it's Friday. Are you going to the city to sell big cocks again?"

Before Friday Lang could answer, the people in the shop ran out of the shop. The shopkeeper quickly supported Mr. Shi, with tears and runny nose running down his face, "Master, they said they would take over the shop..."

The strong man who collected the debt also came out with a wooden stick and said politely: "Uncle Shi, you owe money to our casino."

Shi Xiaoen waved his hand nonchalantly and said: "Okay, okay, isn't it just fifty taels of silver? Can't you just take the shop away and get it?"

The shopkeeper almost fainted, "Master, if our shop is not worth two hundred taels, it is at least one hundred and eighty taels. How could you give him to someone just to get fifty taels of silver?"

Shi Xiaoen paused and looked at the strong man, "Then you can pay me the difference?"

The strong man sneered, "Uncle Shi, our casino only collects debts, not buys and sells shops for you. To be honest, your business here is not very good. Maybe it's because of bad feng shui, let alone two hundred taels."

Now, please call out, is there anyone who wants to buy a hundred taels?"

Shi Xiaoen was silent and looked at the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper was so angry that his hands were shaking, and he said: "Master, please think of another way. Anyway, this shop cannot be taken away like this, otherwise it will be too unfair!"

Shi Xiaoen sat down on the threshold of the shop and asked the onlookers, "Which of you wants to buy the shop? They sold it for one hundred and eighty taels."

No one answered.

It took a long time for someone to reply: "Uncle Shi, if you sell this shop slowly, maybe someone will buy it for one hundred and eighty taels. Now it's such a hurry. Even if someone wants to buy it, they can't afford such a high price."

ah."

"Okay, one hundred and fifty taels." Shi Xiaoen called out very generously.

"Master!" The shopkeeper didn't expect him to ask for such a price, so he couldn't help but call him.

However, the shopkeeper thought too much, and even though Shi Xiaoen lowered the price to one hundred and fifty taels, no one asked to buy it.

The shopkeeper's face was complicated, and he didn't know whether to be happy or angry.

Shi Xiaoen looked around and shouted slowly: "Then one hundred and twenty taels."

Now the crowd became commotion, and even Zhou Lang and others who were about to leave couldn't help but stop and stood around curiously.

Shi Xiaoen waited for a long time, and when no one said anything, he asked, "What about the one hundred taels?"

"Master!" The shopkeeper knelt down directly to Shi Xiaoen.

The crowd's commotion became even more intense now, and even Zhou Lang was moved, but he only felt his heart moved for a moment, touched his pocket, and took another look at Manbao's cloth bag, and then he calmed down.

Seeing that no one was buying, Shi Xiaoen curled his lips and said to the shopkeeper: "Look, you said two hundred taels, but no one buys me now at half price, so what's the difference between half price and half price? Anyway, it's half price.

Okay, hurry up and put your things away..."

Seeing that Shi Xiaoen didn't lower the price any more, everyone was shocked. There was still a distance of fifty taels from one hundred taels to fifty taels. Why didn't you continue shouting?

Even if someone buys it after calling for sixty taels, he still has an extra ten taels, right?

But obviously, even if he was reduced to being debt-collected, Shi Xiaoen was still very arrogant and seemed not to take the fifty taels seriously, let alone the ten taels.

Then some people in the crowd couldn't sit still and shouted: "I'll pay you a hundred taels."

"I'll also pay a hundred taels!"

"I made the first bid."

"Then I'll pay you one hundred and five taels!"

"I'll give you a hundred and eleven!"

Debt collector:...

Zhou Lang, who was once heartbroken:...

He sighed with regret and looked at Uncle Shi's full treasure with sympathy:...
Chapter completed!