bookcurios Chapter 182 Meal Ticket
Chapter 182 Meal Ticket
Shen Xianzhu also said, "Their people even drew their swords and slashed my donkey, which caused it to go crazy and knock down two stalls."
"Where are the two stall owners? We are willing to compensate." Shen Lingzhu turned to the crowd and shouted.
But the officer raised his hand to stop her shouting: "We didn't see any fast horses or anything, we only saw your donkey cart crashing around here."
"Brother..." Shen Xianzhu was about to say something when one of the officers pointed a knife at the crossbow in Shen Lingzhu's hand and said, "Drop whatever you have. Surrender now."
This sound and this action made all the officers point their knives at her, almost drawing their swords.
Shen Xianzhu subconsciously stood in front of his sister, while Shen Lingzhu said, "A hunting bow and arrow."
As she threw away the bamboo crossbow, she slipped under her eldest brother’s arm and came in front of the officers, saying, “This arrow was taught to me by my cousin Chen.
Oh, by the way, he was a captain in Baozhouwei and was also in charge of a horse farm."
Shen Xianzhu looked down at his sister. The little girl didn't even draft.
"Captain Chen?" Several officers looked at each other and retracted their swords.
"Yes, he has been quite busy recently. If you want to confirm it, you can go to Hu Ji Restaurant on Fuqian Street and ask for Captain Zhuang." Shen Lingzhu pointed them in the direction.
While the officers were hesitating, the owners of the two stalls that had been knocked over squeezed through the crowd to the front.
One of the young stall owners bravely bowed to Shen Xianzhu and shouted, "Shopkeeper Shen, you don't have to pay for the things that the horse knocked over earlier. Just help me fix my stall."
"Okay, I'll ask someone from the store to come and fix it later." Shen Xianzhu returned the greeting with a fist.
Then he turned to the tea shop owner not far away and said, "Manager Lu, if you have any losses, Hu Ji Food Shop will compensate you."
"No, no, only one of the flagpole is broken. We can just make another one." Shopkeeper Lu has been eating at the restaurant frequently recently.
The officers exchanged opinions. Some of them recognized Shen Lingzhu and his sister, and remembered that when the food shop opened, they sent rice cakes to the entire Fuqian Street, including their yamen.
One of the brothers changed into casual clothes and went to the restaurant for dinner. After he came back, he said that Captain Chen from the Chen Hou family had led several other captains to show their support and also presented gifts.
So the officers only confiscated Shen Lingzhu's crossbow, and at the same time questioned the onlookers and shops. After confirming that the Shen family's donkey cart only knocked over two stalls and was shot, they found that there were still two injured people.
They claimed that they were injured while trying to avoid a donkey cart, but the public had sharp eyes and before Shen Lingzhu could refute them, someone came out to expose that they had fallen down while trying to avoid the speed.
Shen Lingzhu recognized that most of the people who spoke up for her were merchants on this street. It seemed that before opening the business, she had distributed Hu La Tang meal tickets to Fuqian Street and the two streets on the left and right.
The two men ran away in shame, and the officers asked Shen Lingzhu and his sister to clear the donkey cart quickly and then drive the crowd away.
From beginning to end, they avoided talking about the galloping team.
But Shen Lingzhu saw that the group of people were wearing the clothes of the garrison soldiers.
She ignored it for the time being and stood on her car that was dragged away, taking the opportunity to do some publicity. She bowed to everyone and said, "Thank you all for speaking out.
Please wait a moment. I, Hu Ji Food Shop, will offer you a free taste of Hu La Tang tomorrow morning to calm your nerves."
Someone immediately shouted, "There are so many people here, can you remember to invite them in?"
Shen Lingzhu thought it was her cousin Zhi's voice, but she only exchanged glances with her brother without searching the crowd: "There aren't even sixty people surrounding us.
But Hu Ji can still afford sixty meal tickets."
Then a voice from the crowd said, "You should calm your nerves on the same day. If you do it overnight, it won't be very useful."
"You can calm down at any time, and you can do it tomorrow as well." Anyone who has eaten Hu La Tang knows that the Hu La Tang at Hu Ji Food Shop contains meat chunks.
Moreover, a soup ticket costs several coins, is anonymous, and can be resold.
At the beginning, when Shen Lingzhu mentioned making vegetarian soup, her senior sister said that the food shop serves ordinary people, and people at that time often lack oil and water, so meat spicy soup is more popular.
Facts have proved that the senior sister was right, and this requires the freshness of the meat.
She immediately replied, "If that's the case, could someone please send a message to Hu's Food Shop so we can cook an extra pot this afternoon?"
"Please line up and come to me to register your name and get your ticket.
"Move to the side so as not to hinder the carriages and horses." Shen Xianzhu asked Shopkeeper Lu to send someone to tow the cart and the donkey, and now he asked for tables, chairs, paper, pens, and tea.
Seeing that they were serious, the onlookers immediately lined up according to the instructions of the siblings and Manager Lu.
Shen Lingzhu moved very quickly. She took the loose tea bag and handed a piece of tea to each person in the queue, exchanging one leaf for one ticket.
A quarter of an hour later, when Grandpa was woken up by Aunt Ding's son knocking on the door and ran over without even picking up his shoes, it was already a quarter of an hour later.
The two siblings also registered the names of the people, and the meal tickets sent by their cousin Zhi were not only distributed to the onlookers, but also to each shop on the street.
This made the brothers and sisters and Hu Ji win the favor of various businesses once again.
"Little Bamboo." Grandpa responded perfunctorily to the person who greeted him and ran to his granddaughter.
Seeing that she and Shen Xianzhu were still covered in dirt, he asked nervously, "Are you not hurt? Those bastards did it. Grandpa will go and help you get revenge."
"No, but I shot my little donkey to death myself." Shen Lingzhu liked its obedience. If the little donkey had not been chopped by a birdman, the little donkey would not have gone crazy in pain.
When she heard the clerk at Lu's Tea Shop say that the donkey convulsed for more than ten breaths before dying, she felt even more apologetic and uncomfortable.
Shen Lingzhu threw herself into her grandfather's arms in grievance, and whimpered when a pair of big hands patted her back.
Between the child and the donkey, her first reaction was to choose to save the child.
"It's okay, it's okay. Grandpa will pick a better donkey for you." Grandpa Huang Zongqi hadn't seen his granddaughter cry for a long time and felt very distressed.
He didn't have time to ask anything else at this moment. After exchanging a glance with Shen Xianzhu, he pulled Shen Lingzhu back to Fuqian Street.
"Brother Xianzhu, is Xiao Zhuzi really crying?" Huang Xunzhi and the two young men, Chang and Shen, were pushing the donkey that had already died on the cart.
Shen Xianzhu pulled the handlebars and said, "She's crying. She likes that donkey."
Huang Xunzhi hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Then, is she still willing to let Grandpa Chuan slaughter her? Would she still dare to eat donkey meat?"
"It doesn't affect anything." Shen Xianzhu understood his sister.
However, in order to prevent his granddaughter from being sad, the grandfather did not kill the animal, but asked his grandson and Shen Xiao to take it to the butcher shop to sell it.
For at least five days, donkey meat has not appeared in the food store.
However, Shen Lingzhu did not care much about this. Whenever she had free time, she would find the shop assistants who saw the fast horses passing by that day and ask them what the riders were wearing and whether they remembered their appearance.
It would be hard to refuse an eight-year-old girl who always tries to coax you with candy.
Moreover, they could witness the little girl drawing their descriptions one by one.
When the painting was finished, it was a very realistic picture of eight soldiers on horseback rushing through the street.