Chapter 1051

Song Zhi stood up and took several steps back.

He distanced himself from the master of the pottery class.

He bowed his head and insisted, "Song knows the mind of the Tao class leader and that you are for my good, but let me think about it and reply to you."

Lao Tao frowned and sighed. It's not easy to persuade him. He had to say, "OK, but if you promise me, you must think about it."

"Sure."

So Song Zhi left.

If you stay any longer, you may be forced to draw and pledge by Lao Tao.

What else does that make?

The master of the pottery troupe can't hold him any longer, so as not to backfire. He can only hope that song Zhinian has signed the contract on his past love. If he is given a person to leave by another troupe, isn't it a loss?

The clerk came in and asked, "how's the leader? Mr. Song signed?"

"He needs to think about it."

"Still want to? Which story Lang has such treatment?"

The master of the pottery troupe sighed again and said, "anyway, keep an eye on it. Don't let those troupes find Song Zhi."

The clerk replied, "OK, I'll watch it now!"

He went.

Song Zhi was relieved as soon as he left the gate of Zhao's class.

He took the five Liang silver in his arms and went to the street. He was ready to buy some firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea first. At least he had to fill his stomach. If he had extra silver, he would buy clothes and tiles.

Counting the expenses of silver all the way, he had arrived at the grocery store.

After wandering around, I have selected all kinds of firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea.

"One or two silver." Said the shopkeeper.

"OK, I'll give you the money. Don't worry."

Song Zhi took out his silver, opened his coarse cloth bag and just wanted to pay——

Suddenly, a figure flashed behind him, a hand stretched out in front of him from behind and grabbed his coarse cloth bag containing silver.

Pull hard!

So the heavy five Liang silver was robbed from his hand.

The five Liang silver hasn't been warm yet!

He was stunned and didn't react.

Stand where you are for a while.

Until the shopkeeper of the grocery store patted him on the shoulder and said, "childe, your money has been stolen."

Stole it?

"Oh!"

He spread his empty hands and patted on his thighs.

Finally.

"Catch the thief!"

He hurried to chase with his robe.

The silver robber ran quickly through the crowd.

Song Zhi is a scholar in the end. He usually walks at a gentle and slow pace. Even if he runs, no one can walk fast.

C "catch the thief! Catch the thief!" He shouted at the top of his voice.

But out of breath!

Sweating.

The people around were indifferent and did what they should do. It seemed that they didn't hear him shouting.

After all, Song Zhi's voice is too light!

He ran through the crowd for a short distance and watched the thief run farther and farther

It's about to disappear.

My five Liang silver!

It's the money from the books written day and night.

The cooked duck flew like this.

He stopped, holding the stake beside him, panting.

Don't chase. Don't chase anything.

Suddenly——

A figure flew from a distance, and the person who came kicked the thief on the back.

Very cruel!

"Ah!"

After a scream, the little thief rushed to the ground. As soon as he turned over and got up, one foot kicked him in the chest and pressed him to the ground.

"Sir, spare your life."

Jing Rong's eyes were cold: "don't hand over the things yet."

"Yes, I will."

The thief took out all the five Liang silver he had stolen.

Jing Rong grabbed the silver and weighed it in his hand.

Not much silver!

At this meeting, Baiyin has already rode over. When she gets off the horse, she pulls the thief up and scolds, "be honest."

"Please forgive me, sir. I don't dare anymore. Please forgive me."

"I'll send you to see the official later. I'll keep you for ten or eight years."

"Er!"

The thief wilted.

Song Zhi panted and ran over: "this... This..."

Leng didn't say a word.

Jing Rong looked at the gentle and simple man in front of him and asked, "is it yours?"

"Yes... Thank you... Thank you, hero."

"See if it's missing."

Jingrong handed him the silver.

Song Zhi then counted: "fortunately, there is no shortage."

relaxed!

Jing Rong: "just be careful in the future."

"Yes, thank you, hero."

"No thanks."

Taking advantage of Bai Yin's inattention, the little thief turned over and ran away.

Baiyin was about to go after him. He was stopped by Jingrong and whispered, "forget it. After all, this is not a big temporary place. It's better to be careful."

"Yes."

Song Zhi took the silver and waited for his breath to pass. Chao Jingrong bowed his hands and thanked him again and again: "the strong man helped me to get back these silver coins. There's really nothing in return."

Jing Rong said, "it's just a matter of lifting a hand, but you'd better pay attention to yourself in the future."

"Sure, sure."

Ji Yunshu was in the carriage. When he heard something outside, he leaned out and looked.

I saw Jingrong and Baiyin talking to a man. The man was very polite with his hands folded in his skirt. Although he was not well dressed, he was still handsome. At first glance, he always felt that there were some similarities, as if he had seen him somewhere.

After Jing Rong and Song Zhi said a few words, he told Bai Yin to stay in a nearby inn.

The chariot and horse team stopped outside the inn. Ji Yunshu got down from the carriage and felt relaxed when his feet landed on the ground.

She is a man's dress. She looks beautiful. Naturally, she attracts a lot of attention. In addition, she is a big pro's dress, which makes her more eye-catching.

Jing Rong said, "let's stay here tonight."

Ji Yunshu nodded, "yes."

When they were about to enter, Song Zhi came over and asked, "how many heroes want to eat?"

Huh?

Yes? You want to gather around the table?

Jingrong frowned and deliberately pulled Ji Yunshu behind him. Then he asked, "young master, what else?"

Song Zhi smiled sincerely: "just now the strong man took back the silver for me. I'd like to invite you to dinner to show my gratitude."

"It's said that it's a little help. Don't be so polite."

"What you want is what you want." Holding the silver in his hand, Song Zhi was ashamed and said, "although it's a little silver, you can afford to have a meal."

Jingrong repeatedly refused, but Song Zhi insisted on inviting them to dinner.

Kindness is hard to persuade!

Jing Rong had to accept, but told his men to eat at another table, and the dishes ordered were not Song Zhi's. He simply ordered a few vegetarian dishes and didn't order meat and wine, so that the scholar's five Liang silver would not be eaten up.

Ji Yunshu looked closely at Song Zhi in front of him. The man was warm and soft, and his behavior was very decent, even with a bit of laziness.

Song Zhi asked, "are you Dalin people?"

Jing Rong nodded: "yes, those who came to do business." "Oh!" Song Zhi muttered, "good business, good business."