The first time in history

Chapter 172: Beating up two street thugs

The lake water was not too cold, so Qian Mingduo washed the bedding and the robe. He didn't expect that he would find his own suit shirt and a loose tie underneath the robe. His trousers were straight, but the cloth shoes on his feet were a little worn.

After hanging the robe and quilt cover on the bamboo pole, Qian Mingduo returned to the house. He knew that candles were very expensive during the Southern Song Dynasty, and this poor scholar certainly didn't have such things at home.

"It seems that the neighbors are very rich and can even afford candles!" Qian Mingduo sat on the kang and ate the remaining persimmons. Then he leaned on a pile of cotton wool and looked at the moon on the lake through the tattered window paper.

"I've traveled through time several times, but this time is the poorest I've ever been." Qian Mingduo thought to himself, "There's only a little bit of noodles left. I'll be out of food in a few days. How can I get some money first?"

Before he knew it, Qian Mingduo slowly fell asleep.

He didn't know how long he had slept, but his stomach started to churn. Qian Mingduo started to smear the book, tore off a few pages, and went to the toilet surrounded by a fence in the southeast corner of the yard.

"It's probably because I ate persimmons on an empty stomach!" Qian Mingduo said with a grin, "I won't dare to do that again tomorrow."

Just as Qian Mingduo walked up the stone steps and was about to enter the house, he felt a dark shadow in front of the door next door, so he tiptoed to the wall.

There was actually a person squatting under the door next door. "What the hell are you doing?" Qian Mingduo put his elbows on the partition wall. "Fuck you."

"It's none of your business," the shadow said, "Mr. Lu, get back to your room."

Qian Mingduo nodded and said with a smile: "Thank you, now I know my last name. Thank you, brother!"

"Get out of here." The dark shadow pointed at Qian Mingduo and cursed.

"Okay, just squat slowly." Qian Mingduo turned around and jumped down the stone steps. He bent down to pick up a few palm-sized stones, stepped onto the stone steps again, and threw a stone at the black shadow fiercely. "I'll teach you a lesson."

"Ouch!" The black shadow covered his back and screamed loudly.

Another stone hit his thigh. "I told you to squat at someone's door in the middle of the night." Qian Mingduo cursed, "Get out of here right now, or I'll kill you."

"Mr. Lu, just wait for me." The dark shadow limped over the courtyard wall.

Qian Mingduo put the stone in his hand on the top of the wall and looked next door.

"Why is there no movement?" Qian Mingduo wondered. "It's as if I'm not squatting outside your house."

He turned around and went back into the house, covered himself with the cotton ball that still smelled slightly of sweat, and fell into a deep sleep again.

"Mr. Lu, get out here." A burst of rapid kicking on the door woke up Qian Mingduo, who was dreaming about eating oil-splashed noodles.

He sat up, rubbed his eyes, put on his slippers, and stood on the stone steps.

With a bang, the already tattered courtyard door was kicked down. Two people came in, one tall and one short. The tall one was thin and the short one was skinny.

They walked to the stone steps in a menacing manner. "Mr. Lu, you are so brave that you dare to hit me with a stone." The short man pointed at Qian Mingduo and said.

"The fact that you didn't run away overnight proves that you still have some courage." The tall man said pretentiously.

Qian Mingduo tucked his shirt into his pants and tightened his tie. "You are the villain who is making the first move. You squatted at someone's door in the middle of the night. Now you are being treated like a victim."

The short man jumped up and pointed at Qian Mingduo and cursed, "What's wrong with me squatting at her door? Is it your business?"

"You hit my brother with a stone, what do you think I should do?" The tall man rolled up his sleeves, "Lu Xiucai, you are usually so weak that you can't do anything with a stick, but now you have learned how to hit people!"

Qian Mingduo looked at the two scoundrels and said, "You tell me what to do? As long as you don't hit me, I can do anything."

"You have to compensate my brother two taels of silver for the medicine, otherwise..." The tall man raised his arm and said viciously.

Qian Mingduo smiled bitterly, "Brother, I only have a little bit of noodles left at home. You actually asked me to compensate you with two taels of silver, what the hell are you thinking?"

"We don't care how much noodles you have left, we just want the silver." The short man jumped up and down and said, "If you don't pay me, I got beaten for nothing, right?"

The tall man sneered, "Mr. Lu, if you don't want to get hurt, just take out the silver."

"I really don't have any silver, otherwise you can go search my house." Qian Mingduo pointed at the house, "As long as you can find it, no matter how much it is, you can take it. Is this okay?"

"It seems that you won't cry until you see the coffin!" The tall man jumped onto the stone steps and was about to grab Qian Mingduo by the collar, but Qian Mingduo threw a lightning-fast punch and hit the tall man's chin with a left straight punch. The guy screamed and fell down the stone steps.

"I'm sorry, big brother!" Qian Mingduo put his hands behind his back and said lightly to the tall man.

"How dare you plot against me?" The tall man got up and touched his chin, "I'm going to beat you up." Just as he rushed in front of Qian Mingduo, he was kicked by Qian Mingduo and was kicked two or three meters away.

The short man helped the tall man up and said, "You dare to hit my elder brother, I'll beat you to death."

Qian Mingduo clasped his fists towards them and said, "I'm sorry, big brother, come and beat me up quickly. I'm waiting to be beaten!"

The tall man shook off the short man's hand and stood up slowly. He covered his chest with his hands, "What happened to this Lu Xiucai today? He is the softest persimmon in the surrounding villages. Anyone can bully him. But why is he like a different person today?"

"This is an illusion, it must be an illusion." The tall man encouraged himself secretly. "Ah..." He roared and rushed towards Qian Mingduo again.

Qian Mingduo, who had traveled through time and space several times, had already mastered a set of hard skills. These were real skills that had been tempered with real swords and guns on the ancient battlefield and experienced life and death.

This time, the tall guy didn't even see how Qian Mingduo hit him, and he rolled on the ground for a few rounds. He was so dizzy that he couldn't stand up for a long time.

"My two elder brothers." Qian Mingduo smiled, "Let's continue! Let's continue playing music and dancing."

The tall man sat on the ground for a long time before he recovered. He secretly looked at Qian Mingduo and took out a pair of women's scissors from his waist. The scissors were only half, but they looked like a dagger.

"Help me up," the tall man whispered to the short one, "I want to stab him with a pair of scissors."

Qian Mingduo thought the tall man had taken out a dagger and was going to fight him. He looked around and saw an axe for chopping wood under the window sill. Qian Mingduo grabbed the axe in his hand and said, "If you dare to come over, I will chop you to pieces."

The tall man took two steps forward and looked at Qian Mingduo in surprise. He felt a murderous aura coming from Lv Xiucai in front of him, which made him feel cold all over.

He stopped and his hands holding the scissors were shaking.