Chapter 164: Probing
The man still seemed a little unconvinced. Fang Lang reached into his sleeve and took out two ingots of silver. Thinking, there won't be anyone who has a problem with money, right?
Sure enough, the man hesitated.
Fang Lang immediately stuffed the silver in his hand over. The man half-reluctantly gave in, but finally put it into his sleeve steadily.
Then he pretended to cough lightly and said, "The master has about fifteen wives. If you want to give a gift, your wife will probably bleed a lot."
These data were also bought by their wives at a high price. I didn't expect that they could earn them back now. Although I have been in the Qian Mansion for a long time, the monthly salary is just a fixed salary.
It's okay to support myself, but if you want to start a family, don't dream about it. Fang Lang was stunned. He didn't expect that the old man Qian was so lustful. With so many wives, he went to one room a day, and it would take half a month for the next round.
"Oh, that's quite a lot. I'll thank you on behalf of my wife. If you have something to do, go and do it. I won't bother you." Fang Lang thought about it. The one who just passed by was the tenth one. It seems that there are five more.
How could it be so unfortunate that it happened to be the day of the monthly salary? I don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse. If today is not the day of the monthly salary, I am afraid he can't know the location of the private seal so easily. It's just that it's always inconvenient to do things with so many people.
Sighing silently, Fang Lang picked up the broom on the wall and pretended.
"Madam, this is enough." The voice of the butler came from the other side. Fang Lang counted down silently in his heart. This is the last one. This one is gone, it's time for him to do something.
Thinking of this, the hand holding the broom tightened. The best way for the two people at the door is of course to stun them, and then pretend to be standing there, hoping to pass by.
I don't know what's going on, I always feel that the silence of the Qian Mansion today is a bit scary. How come there are so few servants walking around in such a big yard?
Or is this also the rule of old man Qian? It's not surprising if it's true, after all, he has a lot of quirks.
Fang Lang has been wandering around the back of the house, and because there are not many people, he has not been discovered. At this time, the maid of the lady of the last room has the monthly salary distributed by the housekeeper. From a distance, Fang Lang can already hear the housekeeper exhaling softly, that's right. He ran more than a dozen times, can he be impatient? It's just right that he is impatient, so his chances are even greater. The corners of his mouth slightly raised up, and the broom was gently put down.
At this time, the housekeeper had left. There were only two burly men and a ground of fallen leaves left in the yard. The combination was really indescribable-exotic! After holding it in for a long time, Fang Lang finally found a word to describe it. He couldn't help but wipe his sweat. The two were quite conscientious and did not look sideways.
If ordinary people saw it, they would tremble three times, not to mention approaching.
Now the most important thing is how to approach the two big guys without making any noise. Fang Lang frowned. Suddenly, he was shocked, as if he had thought of something. He began to approach the two people without making any noise, and walked over to them head-on. The two big guys' eyes only stayed on Fang Lang for less than three seconds, and then returned to normal. Continuing his work, Fang Lang smiled. Okay, you dare to ignore me, I'll show you two later!
"Hey, sweeper. What's wrong?" Fang Lang got closer and closer, and the two finally spoke up out of patience. It's your honor to be treated by this old man, and you don't have to answer this old man quickly. Fang Lang resisted the urge to take action and just stroked his forehead. He was afraid that he would rush up and blow up the two people's heads in excitement. How dare you call the sweeper? ! When has he ever been so cowardly? However, thinking about the purpose of his trip, he could only endure it. Sweepers are better than idlers. At least they are still people of the Qian Mansion in front of the two masters.
After simply adjusting his mood, Fang Lang forced a smile: "Two big brothers, my wife asked me to send something to the two big brothers."
As he said that, he reached into his wide sleeves.
The two widened their eyes and were about to see what it was. Fang Lang's big hand swung, and a handful of white powder flew in front of the two people. At first, it was just a little stinging in the eyes, and slowly began to feel sleepy.
"Three, two,..." Before counting to one, the two people in front of him had fallen down one by one. Fang Lang had covered his mouth and nose early. Fortunately, he brought anesthetics before going out, otherwise he didn't know how to deal with these two big guys.
The two could only watch Fang Lang's cunning eyes, and finally they couldn't resist the effect of gravity and fell down. Fang Lang smiled proudly. This anesthetic was made by Lu Miaozi himself. Without a day, the two people would not be able to wake up. There were not many people here, but a group of people would come in for patrol every fifteen minutes, so Fang Lang had to solve the problem here before these people came.
He poured some black stuff into the mouths of the two people, which he asked for from Senior Lu Miaozi before leaving. It really came in handy.
Fang Lang couldn't remember what those things were called, but he remembered that they could make people stand still whether they were asleep or awake, as still as a mountain. This solved their patrol problem. Fang Lang could also relax a little. Sure enough, after Fang Lang poured the potion into the two men, they stood up like wood. No matter how you kicked and hit them, they would not feel any pain at this time.
However, after the potion wore off, it would still be the same. Unless you die. Otherwise, the pain is inevitable. The most terrible thing is that you can't die now, but you have to suffer. ..