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"Himmer~"

Twenty minutes later, Qian Wuliang, who had already piled up bamboo sticks in front of him, finally leaned on the bamboo chair with a mix of wine and meat, half-squinted his eyes, his face full of comfort and satisfaction.

The messy hair, greasy clothes, purple-red face, dirty fingers and long black nails are completely the standard look of a hero who has fallen into the world after he is down.

Seven or eight kilograms of wine, three or four kilograms of meat, this is the record of five kilograms of money.

Most of the meat I bought today basically entered his stomach. All the children only ate one and a half skewers, and even Zhao Qi didn't eat much.

However, this price seems to be completely worth it in Zhao Qi's opinion.

The force of this one who fights eight is worth hundreds of taels of silver.

What's more, Qian Wuliang is kind-hearted, and he doesn't have enough food and clothing, and adopts so many wandering orphans. This kind of righteous act is definitely worthy of his good intentions. Since he learned about Qian Wuliang's actions since Xiaowu's mouth, the remaining hatred in his heart has long disappeared.

Today's incident is just a show.

It is for Xiaowu and a group of children.

At the same time, Qian Wuliang also knew that he had a kindness and a kindness and a kindness to take revenge.

But under the seduction of eating meat and drinking, he did not expect Qian Wuliang to surrender so quickly.

"After eating and drinking, let's talk carefully if you are right away!" Zhao Qi sat down seriously.

"What are you talking about?" Qian Wuliang leaned on the back of the chair and was full of alcohol.

"Who is your surname, where is your ancestral home, who else is there in your family, and have you ever married and have children?" Zhao Qi asked carefully like a street office aunt in later generations.

"Don't be perfunctory to me. You definitely don't have the surname Qian, and you definitely don't call me Wuliang!"

When Qian Wuliang hesitated slightly, Zhao Qi reminded him.

Qian Wuliang opened his mouth slowly closed again, and looked at Zhao Qi with a strange face and asked: "I am not called Wuliang, but how do you determine that my surname is Qian?"

"Guess!" Zhao Qi shrugged.

Qian Wuliang nodded a few times, "Congratulations, you guessed it right. I am indeed not Qian, but Jin!"

"Submit Jin?" Zhao Qi pinched his chin and thought for a long time and nodded, "Then I will just treat your surname Jin, what about your name?"

Qian Wuliang also remained silent for a long time and said in a hoarse voice: "Is the name important? You can still call me Jin Wuliang!"

"Forget it, your surname is Qian. It's easier to call Qian Wuliang. Let's continue to answer other questions!" Zhao Qi waved his hand.

Qian Wuliang breathed a sigh of relief, "My ancestral home is Kaifeng. My parents died since childhood, and they have no wife and children. When I was three years old, I was abandoned in Shaolin Temple in Songshan. I was raised by a monk from Shaolin Temple!"

"How old are you this year?" Zhao Qi asked suddenly.

"Twenty-eight, what?" Qian Wuliang looked at Zhao Qi with confusion.

"It's nothing, I'm curious. The Jin Kingdom has always set its capital for Kaifeng in the later period. When you were three years old, it seemed that it was just the end of the Jin Kingdom. You said your surname was Jin. Are you still a prince of the Jin Kingdom?" Zhao Qi suddenly became a little excited.

Qian Wuliang stared at Zhao Qi like a ghost for a while, then curled his lips and said disdainfully: "The royal family of the Jin Kingdom is all Wanyan clan, so where is the surname Jin?"

"Then maybe your surname is Wanyan. The Jin Dynasty was destroyed, and then your parents left you in Shaolin Temple, so that you could escape the pursuit of the Mongols. When you grew up, you learned martial arts, but you didn't want to be a monk or like a little nun, so you secretly ran down the mountain and elope with the little nun to the south. As a result, because the little nun was too poor, you just wandered around the world alone, slowly breaking into a nickname called Wuliang..."

Qian Wuliang looked at Zhao Qi in amazement, and after a long time he came to his senses and said, "You have such a big brain, why don't you write novels!"

"Writing novels doesn't make money!" Zhao Qi leaned dejectedly on the back of the chair and shook his head.

After eating and drinking, the political review was over, and Qian Wuliang officially settled in Zhao Qi's house.

Zhao Qi was very happy and threw five taels of silver to ask him to go to the town to find someone to clean himself, and then buy one or two sets of changing clothes and outfits. As the first chief eO and bodyguard to really rely on him, Zhao Qi felt that he should be more decent.

As for where to live, I can only squeeze in Aan's house with a group of children.

The A'an family originally had three small thatched huts and a kitchen, then there were pigpens and chicken pens, and the yard was only half an acre. After living in more than twenty children, it was completely crowded. However, the boys and girls slept separately. Although they were all on the floor, they were still much better than sleeping outside in the pier’s hut.

The seven new children are all very young, all under the age of six. These children are basically abandoned orphans. The parents cannot support them and no one is willing to buy them. So they can only beg near the harbor. Fortunately, beggars will take care of each other. In addition, Yanggong Town is bustling and lively, and there are still many kind people. Restaurants and restaurants and even street food stalls look at these children, and they often give a few bites of food. As long as they are not sick, most of them can survive stubbornly.

And children who are eight or nine years old can do some work are basically willing to take in.

If you can become a family child or a maid, your life will be quite secure. However, if you fall into a black workshop, you will basically live a dark life, and the girl will be even more miserable. You will be sold to brothels as young prostitutes by human traffickers. If you are smarter, you may spend money to train music, chess, singing and dancing, and grow up to be entertaining guests, but you can only rely on selling your beauty to maintain the most basic life. Once you are old, you can't make money for the brothel, you will kick out the door, and no one will care about birth, old age, sickness and death.

Although there were laws to protect children in every era and the Song Dynasty completely eliminated the slavery system, in this chaotic and decadent era in the late Southern Song Dynasty, many laws could only be seen, and were of no use. The entire Yanggong Town was full of beggars, most of which were children. As for the capital or prefectures and counties on both sides of the Yangtze River, there were probably more beggars.

The seven new children soon merged into the group with more than ten previous children. Although they were crowded together to sleep, the older ones took care of the younger ones and the younger ones were also very obedient. It can be seen that everyone was very happy.

However, Zhao Qi was not happy. It was unhygienic to live together like this, which could easily cause the spread of diseases. Once an influenza or infectious disease occurs, it would be a big problem.

In order to expand the living area and keep the room clean and ventilated enough, Zhao Qi had to ask several craftsmen who were repairing the house to renovate A'an's yard and build three stilt houses with stones and bamboo and wood to temporarily settle all the children and Qian Wuliang.

Because the materials are ready-made, there are many craftsmen, and there are also a group of children of all sizes to help, these three simple stilt houses were built in three days, and then they were covered with thatch and then they were done.

After completing this incident, Zhao Qi could only urge the construction team at home to speed up the house repair and strive to complete it all by October, otherwise these children would be afraid that they would not be able to withstand it in winter.

Although the winter in Ningbo is not cold, it is only about ten degrees at the lowest point, and adults dare not sleep in the pergola, let alone a group of children. According to Xiaowu and a group of children, several of their brothers and sisters died in the winter and spring seasons a few years ago. Some were frozen to death, some were starved to death, and some died of illness. In the end, they were all a group of orphans without fathers and mothers, and they were carried on their own life and no one cared about it.

Although Qian Wuliang took them in and gave them some funding on weekdays, he sometimes had a meal but didn't take care of them carefully. At most, he could only ensure that those who were alive would not starve to death.

The older children are quite settled, just ensure the most basic food and accommodation. What makes Zhao Qi helpless is the youngest twenty-four.

This child, who is less than one year old, was picked up by Qian Wuliang near Shaoxing.

At that time, he passed by a dilapidated temple and heard a child crying inside. When he went in, he saw a child tied to the legs of the altar with a rope. There was nothing but rice grains scattered on the ground. The child was dry and thin, and his lips were dry. No one cared about it for at least two days.

Qian Wuliang was running for life at that time. Because the kidnapping of Zhao Qi had been exposed, he dared not continue to stay in Yanggong Town. Therefore, after seeing the child, he hesitated for a long time, but in the end he still couldn't bear to let such a young child stay alone in the dilapidated temple, so he took the child to escape.

Then after half a month of begging for hot water and hot soup in various places, Qian Wuliang felt that he was about to collapse. No one wanted to give it to him, and he couldn't sell it. He couldn't be sold, and he couldn't be sold. In the end, he decided to sneak back to Yanggong Town to see it. At least Xiaowu and more than ten children were taking care of each other here, so he could free up his hands to earn some money.

However, after he came back, he found that the wooden shed where Xiaowu and others lived had already been empty, and there was no ghost. At that time, he was frightened Qian Wuliang and secretly asked around the dock. He found that there was no reward or notice for arresting him in the town. At the same time, he also found that Zhao Dalang from Maowan Village took in a group of beggar children.

A few days later, Qian Wuliang met Xiao Wushao who was taking care of several beggars at the dock.

The following things were natural. Qian Wuliang threw the child he picked up to Xiaowu and the newly taken in children to take care of him. Since Xiaowu and a group of children followed Zhao Qi, they not only had food, clothing, housing and use, but even older children worked at the construction site in Xiaolongwan. They still had a hundred cents of wages every day. They saved enough money to support the seven or eight children. Qian Wuliang suddenly became relaxed, and then hid near Yanggong Town as before and lived a life of being the king of children.

However, he didn't expect that Zhao Qi came to him before he could have been happy for a few days.

According to Qian Wuliang’s recent understanding of Zhao Qi, he believed that even if Zhao Qi discovered it, he would be able to escape easily.

However, he did not expect that just one month has passed, Zhao Qi's strength has expanded to a point where he is completely irresistible.

Not only Ermazi and others fought and were afraid of death, but the two Zhang Yuanzhong brothers who suddenly appeared were also good at martial arts. Without any warning, Qian Wuliang fell into his grandma's house.

If you can't win, you have to admit defeat. If you get beaten, you have to stand at attention.

After Zhao Qi's shameless wine and meat hook, Qian Wuliang was very happy and decided not to be a hero in the world. He decided to surrender to Zhao Qi as a tycoon. This way, he could not only follow the popular ones and drink spicy food, but also no longer have to run around the northeast and hide.

As for the child he picked up, Zhao Qi sent him to the Lujia Pharmacy in the town and asked Dr. Lu to carefully check it. There was no problem with his health, but he was a little malnourished and a person with a bird. This made Zhao Qi relieved and told A Lian and Xiaomi to help make some rice porridge and broth every day to feed them.
Chapter completed!