Today is also the day to see A Piao.

Chapter 24 Changwen

"Are you eating or not?"

Song Zhuo just shut up.

After eating, they strolled outside again, Song Zhuo followed Jiang Yichen, and as they walked, they heard Jiang Yichen ask him: "Song Zhuo, do you know where there is a shop selling incense paper money around here? "

"I know, I know, but why do you ask this?"

"Isn't that guy on the bed clamoring for incense? Buy a bag and feed it slowly so it won't mess around."

Song Zhuo laughed, saying so sternly that he would not buy incense for Pian Pian, but he was actually a soft-hearted person.

"Then we have to be quiet. We can't do it until He Ziyao and the others come back, but they are not here for the past two days, and Pian Pian can eat enough. By the way, brother, which incense do Pian Pian like?"

Jiang Yichen smiled politely: "Yun Huai."

Song Zhuo: ...

As expected of the Zhiling of Yunhuai Mountain, he even eats Yunhuai for incense. He searched in his mind if there was a funeral shop with the Yunhuai logo hanging in this area.

I really found him.

"There seems to be a store called [Huai Ling Funeral Supplies], turn a corner at the intersection ahead and walk about 50 meters."

Song Zhuo didn't expect Jiang Yichen to stare at the owner of the funeral shop for half a minute because he found a funeral shop.

Jiang Yichen's tone was very bad: "Little life is very good, Uncle Jiang, I thought you were still in Yunhuai Mountain, so I called you because you were short of ink, but you are so lazy around my school?"

The person called "Uncle Jiang" is Jiang Zihe, the driver who sent Jiang Yichen to Shuowu No. [-] Middle School.

"Small Master, I'm getting old, and running this store is just for fun, and the sales in the store have been good recently, so I didn't leave. It's not that I don't want to go."

Jiang Yichen glanced at the items in Jiang Zihe's store. There were still more paper bundles, followed by incense and wax money. He smiled softly: "As for your small store, the sales are not bad? Don't talk about people in this time period." , not even a dog."

"Didn't the owner of the mountain come here in person? You want to buy incense for General Jing, right? How can you let the owner of the mountain pay for it? This is what I invite General Jing to eat, and I will decorate it for you. The owner of the mountain is here first. Take a look, take what you like and take it away."

After all, Jiang Zihe is an old employee of Yunhuai Mountain. He has negotiated with the local government for more than ten times. His apparent age is 45 and his actual age is 110. The job above him focused on taking care of Jiang Yichen, and when Jiang Yichen was a little older, Jiang Zihe became his personal driver.

"Pianpian likes scented wax that burns a little longer and can be blown and played. You can decorate it as you like, don't get used to it."

"Okay, I will listen to the little mountain master."

Jiang Yichen took Song Zhuo for a casual stroll in the store, and when Jiang Zihe came out with a bag of things, Jiang Yichen suppressed the smile on his face, and asked with a straight face: "Uncle Jiang, you said that the recent sales volume is still low. Not bad, is it true or not?"

Jiang Zihe smiled and said, "It doesn't seem interesting for me to lie to you about this kind of thing. If you have any questions, Xiao Shanzhu, please ask. It's 06:30 in the afternoon. I made an appointment with Song Huchun to play mahjong at 10 o'clock to earn some pocket money Money, I have to close in [-] minutes."

Song Zhuo's eyes widened, and he stammered, "Song, Song Huchun?! Is that Song Huchun from Lanling Mountain?"

Only then did Jiang Zihe notice Song Zhuo, who was about the same age as the small mountain master next to his own small mountain master. He looked at Song Zhuo carefully, and suddenly realized: "It turns out to be the small mountain master of Lanling Song's family. Recognize it, Lord Song Xiaoshan forgive me a lot."

"No, it's okay, you just said you were going to play mahjong with Song Huchun?"

"Ah... yes, it's just an entertainment game, and you can't lose much."

Song Zhuo twitched the corner of his mouth: "If I remember correctly, Song Huchun lost 30 last time. My dad asked him who he lost to and he didn't say, so did he lose to you, Mr. Jiang?"

Jiang Zihe scratched his head: "It's not like I lost... In fact, I also lost 30 last time, and I lost [-] more than him."

Song Zhuo turned his head to look at Jiang Yichen, who was watching a play, and asked, "Brother, are Mr. Jiang's words credible?"

"Credible," Jiang Yichen said with a smile on his lips, but his tone could not be heard, "He lost 700 million with Pan Chenyou last time, and was almost locked in a small black cage by my dad for three days. 30 Wan is just a small amount of money to him, right Uncle Jiang."

Jiang Zihe really wanted to sew his mouth shut at this moment, why was he talking nonsense just now?

Song Zhuo asked: "So who won the money?"

Jiang Yichen sneered, and said, "Qian Changwen, who else could it be? Who knows the superb skills of Zeling Qian's family? They are the only ones who are willing to play with Qian Changwen."

Song Zhuo was also speechless, he twitched the corners of his mouth, and even wanted to go home and talk to Fenmai now, the money given to Song Huchun should be cut off, all of it was lost, and he even got involved with Qian Changwen .

Who is Qian Changwen?That is the pillar of the Qian family's family in Zeling. Zeling Lake is located in Zeling City, just next to Helan. The business is related to the gambling industry, Taoism is not too close to the Qian family, one is afraid of being tainted with filth, and the other is that the Zeling Qian family will not be around for long.

Infected with the black industry chain, relying on gambling to increase income, regardless of whether you have anything to do with Taoism, as long as you get caught, you have to go in obediently.

Jiang Zihe coughed twice: "We are just playing mahjong normally, Brother Qian is just lucky. Besides, Xiao Shanzhu should know that Zeling Qian's family hides their tails well now, and if they want to dig out those dirty things, they have to go deep into the tiger's den , Song Xiaoyou and I have made a plan, and when we lose a high amount of 5000 million, we will use Qian Changwen's words, and he will have to spit out everything he eats."

Jiang Yichen grabbed the bag in his hand and reminded him: "Qian Changwen, that old fox is smart, don't put too much in it."

"Don't worry, Lord Xiaoshan, I have a sense of proportion."