Chapter 20 Master Qin

"Second brother, you are back. I have cooked the soup and will wait for you to come back for dinner."

Little Stone came forward to greet him consciously and took the pen, ink, paper and inkstone and the pig head wrapped in paper from Zhong Lin.

"I slipped on the road just now. I will go in to change clothes. I will put these things in the study and find a plate to put the pig head on."

"Yeah!"

He ran around tirelessly with his short legs.

Zhong Lin also went back to his room and changed into a gray shorts. He washed his face with clean water. The red handprint on his cheek had not completely disappeared. A pain kept arousing his anger.

"I just want to live well and live freely. Since you don't want me to live, I will kill you first." Zhong Lin's face was full of cold murderous intent.

It's just killing people. It's not like I haven't killed before.

When I killed the first person, I was still uneasy. When I killed more people, my heart became colder.

Sometimes killing is easier than hunting in the mountains. After all, hunting is not only about finding prey, but also about preventing prey from escaping, while killing only requires one knife.

Putting down the chopsticks in his hand, he walked to the door and looked at the sky.

It was a little cloudy during the day, but now there is not even a star in the night sky. There is a faint chill in the air, which is a sign of the coming autumn rain.

"It's a dark and windy day, what a good day!"

"Shitou, I'm going out to do something. Close the door tightly. Don't open the door unless I call you."

Zhong Lin gave an order.

Little Shitou, who was about to wash the dishes, looked at the bow and arrow in his second brother's hand, and the leather belt around his waist. He was precocious and had some guesses, and nodded heavily.

"Second brother, be careful."

Zhong Lin smiled, reached out and touched Little Shitou's head, without saying much, turned around and disappeared into the darkness.

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"Drink, you are just raising fish! Hurry up and drink."

"Don't rush me, big brother. I am waiting for the fish. The sea bass just caught in the East Market is best paired with wine after steaming."

"Bullshit, I don't know you, you just want me to drink three cups of fish head wine, and want to get me drunk? I can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk. You want to get me drunk? Wait for the next life!"

In a private house, Qin Yong and Xing San were drinking and playing finger-guessing games under the oil lamp.

A plate of scrambled eggs, a large pot of stewed bones, a plate of peanuts, and a strong smell of wine trough filled the whole room.

"I didn't expect that a chicken that lays golden eggs would fly out of the street I saw, it's really God's blessing, it's great."

Qin Yong picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp, and his mouth was even more rampant.

The fat-faced Xing San was also excited and said, "Who said it wasn't? Eighteen taels of silver! That kid has earned eighteen taels of silver in just one afternoon. This kid is not a goose that lays golden eggs, but a cash cow. But brother, we want twenty taels of silver a day, isn't it too little?"

"Too little? Not a little. You also said that this kid is a cash cow. He can earn eighteen taels of silver in one afternoon. We asked him for twenty taels of silver, which is not too much or too little. Although it hurts, it's not worth risking our lives. If we ask for more, what if this kid runs away?"

"He dares? I'll break his legs, and then lock him up in the room to paint every day, and we'll sell them." Xing San slammed the table and shouted angrily.

"Okay," Qin Yong's eyes were full of shrewdness: "We can't keep this cash cow. You've seen the boy's paintings. I haven't seen any better paintings than his in the whole Heishan County. Sooner or later, he will be noticed by those big shots. He will either become someone's guest of honor or someone's caged bird. What we have to do now is to make a good fortune before the boy is noticed by the big shots."

"This..."

Xing San's face was full of reluctance. Twenty taels of silver a day! This was something he had never dared to think about before. The harvest in one day was equivalent to a year's harvest. How could he bear to give up such a cash cow?

Qin Yong naturally saw that Xing San was unwilling, and warned him: "Xing San, I'm telling you, don't have any bad ideas. Do you know why I have lived in the Black Water Gang for so long, and I'm the leader and in charge of a street? Those who joined the gang with me died or were disabled, and now I'm the only one left? The reason is that I'm not greedy. I know what I should take and what I shouldn't take. Otherwise, sooner or later I will die in the stinking ditch."

"I know."

Xing San answered in a muffled voice, picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

Qin Yong was too lazy to pay attention to this big fool, and shouted at the door: "Is the fish ready? If you don't come up, I'm going to starve to death."

"I'm coming."

A crisp and slightly charming voice came from the kitchen, followed by a woman wearing a red short-sleeved shirt and a blue skirt similar to a horse face skirt.

No mistakes in one song, one post, one content, one book, one bar, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar, one look!

The woman was holding a pot of steamed sea bass in her hand, and she walked from the kitchen to the main hall with a shaky step. Under the light, it can be seen that the woman is about 26 or 27 years old, with a slightly pointed chin, thin cheeks, and a pair of peach blossom eyes. Although she is not extremely beautiful, her appearance is above average among women.

"You are still starving, and the things on the table have been eaten by dogs! If it weren't for the fact that you brought back so much silver today, I wouldn't serve you."

The woman put the sea bass on the table with a bang, and without giving Qin Yong a chance to speak, she twisted her waist and walked into the bedroom at the side door.

"Fuck..."

I brought back so much silver today, but I didn't expect my wife to not give me face in front of my brothers. Qin Yong was so angry that his blood boiled and he slapped the table with a slap.

"Hey, brother, brother, drink, drink."

Xing San hurriedly stepped forward to pull Qin Yong to drink, and his eyes secretly dug a fierce look at the twisting buttocks of the sister-in-law. The plumpness that could not be covered by the skirt made a hot feeling rise from his lower abdomen.

Qin Yong snorted coldly, took a sip of wine and cursed: "You stinky woman, wait for me, I will make you kneel down and beg for mercy in a while."

"Oh! Who can't talk big! If you can hold on for a cup of tea, I will kneel down to serve you. Xing San is better than you with your small body."

The charming voice came from the bedroom, and one sentence made Qin Yong San's body jump.

"Damn it, today I'm going to let you know how many eyes the horse king has."

As he spoke, he stood up and strode towards the bedroom. Soon, the woman's laughter and Qin Yong's panting could be heard from the room, without any regard for the third person outside.

The third person naturally heard the sounds of the room, and he was already aroused and itchy. He picked up the wine glass and drank it all, saying loudly: "Brother, I'm going to pee."

"Get out, don't bother me."