Chapter 52 pt 1 (1/2)

Just after lunch, someone suddenly came to the village.

The spacious and majestic horse-drawn carriage came all the way from the head of the village. This picture did not match that of Yu Qing Village, and immediately attracted many villagers from their homes to take a long look.

They saw the carriage move for a while. The carriage, seeing someone passing by, stopped. A person got off the carriage. After asking about the way, it continued to move forward.

After the carriage passed by, a group of villagers surrounded the villager who was asked for directions and asked, “Hei Lao Ba, what does this man want?”

Hei Laoba was still a little dazed, and when asked again, he replied: “They were looking for Lizheng. I think they want to buy something in our village?”

“What thing?”

“How do I know! I listened to the people in the carriage talking about buying a stupid mountain and still having to come to a place where birds don’t even shit.”

“Buy a mountain? Heh, what’s the big deal? Lets go and take a look.”

In an instant, news spread throughout the village that there was a nobleman in Lizheng’s house.

Exactly how noble?

Anyway, judging from appearance, it is not a common noble.

And the nobleman seems to have come to buy the mountain.

In the main room of Zheng Lizheng’s house, there were two people sitting on the main seat that ordinary people cannot sit on.

One is naturally Zheng Lizheng, and the other is a small fat man with a gray bottom and top embroidered with gold thread patterns. He didn’t look old, just about seventeen or eighteen, but his manner was not small.

Not only did he wear dazzling clothes, he also wore a few gemstone rings on his hands. The sun is fine today, and the sun was shining in from outside along the doorway, shining on the ring, making Zheng Lizheng dizzy.

At this time, the little fat man was staring at the tea bowl in front of him with a look of disgust, and it was the entourage next to him who gave him a look so he didn’t say what was in his mouth.

Zheng Lizheng kept watching from the corner of his eye, knowing that this would definitely not be a good thing. But who told them to drink tea in this remote country. They all drink tea in coarse porcelain tea bowls, but they don’t have the fine porcelain bowls.

“I don’t know why this small Gongzi 1 came?” In order to show that he is also a decent person, Zheng Lizheng deliberately chewed his words.

Unexpectedly, this little fat Gongzi didn’t take his style, and he waved his fat hand twice and said, “Wang, Liu…”

Next to him, his entourage quickly whispered to him, but he still couldn’t understand and finally cursed in annoyance: “Just tell me what the hell is his name?” Wearing a pebble-sized gem ring, the fat hand pointed directly at Zheng Lizheng’s old face.

The entourage was extremely embarrassed, and Zheng Lizheng’s old face was also very stiff: “My surname is Zheng. It is okay for the young Gongzi to call me Zheng Lizheng.”

“Oh, it’s Zheng Lizheng!” The little fat Gongzi slapped his hand and said to his entourage: “Tell him, my surname is Mao.”

If it weren’t for seeing the other person dressed handsomely, Zheng Lizheng would like to throw this person out. He was sitting across from him, and he still had to let his followers talk to him. Is this the style of the noble?