Chapter 422: Pig Cage Walled City
The mute girl looked a little surprised when she received the silver dollar. People who buy ice cream either use copper coins or silver horns. People who use silver dollars are very rare.
Ordinary small businesses and hawkers may not be able to find it, but she was lucky enough to have several silver dollars in change in her cart.
But just when she bent down to find change, she suddenly heard the customer shouting to stop, so she slightly raised her head and looked over.
"Girl, you don't need change. Your ice cream tastes good. I will eat it next time I meet you. This silver dollar will be used as an advance payment."
After Cheng Long finished speaking, he took a delicious mouthful of cream ice cream.
In this era, there were not so many additives, and the ingredients were solid. Fanger also improved the formula. The ordinary fruit-flavored ice cream was more delicious than the brand-name ice cream that cost dozens of dollars in later generations.
"..."
The mute woman was silent for a second, then took out a small notebook and wrote a line of words on it.
[My stall time is not fixed, so you may not be able to meet me next time. 】
Cheng Long waved his hand nonchalantly and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, just give it if you meet it. If you don't meet it, forget it. It will be counted as a tip."
[No, I can't take advantage of you. 】
The mute girl shook her head decisively and said this.
"Girl, this kind of conversation is too troublesome. I have studied medicine. If you don't mind, you can take me to your house and I will treat you for free..." Cheng Long changed the subject thiefly.
[Thank you, but no, my vocal cords were burned out when I was a child, and the doctor said it can’t be cured...]
"So this is why a certain monk or nun asked you to practice silent meditation?"
Cheng Long's sudden words made the pure and kind-hearted mute girl's eyes suddenly become sharp.
Her vocal cords were indeed damaged by a high fever when she was a child, but she had never mentioned practicing silent meditation to anyone. Except for the master and some people who did not have the foresight to violate her and thus be destroyed by their humanity, no one had ever mentioned it to anyone. People know this.
Cheng Long smiled slightly when he saw this, which was like a refreshing breath of spring breeze. The mute girl's sharp eyes softened a lot in an instant, and she patiently listened to the other party's explanation.
"Girl, I am also a cultivator myself, and my realm is a million points higher than yours, so I can sense the Buddhist aura of your true energy, and use this to deduce your cultivation techniques."
"Although silent chanting can make your martial arts practice progress rapidly, and you can reach the innate realm in your twenties, if you don't speak for a lifetime and you are prone to depression, this technique is not suitable for you."
"I know it's hard to convince people to say this, but as long as you take me home, I can prove to you that I have the ability to heal your vocal cords..."
Fang'er was silent for a long time, and finally shook her head.
Although Cheng Long has an ethereal temperament that gives people the feeling of being relegated to the earth, she has experienced too much darkness and knows that the human heart is unpredictable.
The more outstanding a man is, the more likely he is to lie.
Seeing the mute girl's guarded face, Cheng Long shrugged regretfully and said helplessly: "Okay, I'll see you next time. You can always ask. I'm happy to help a beautiful girl like you."
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Say it.
His figure disappeared without a trace.
Seeing this scene, the mute girl's pupils trembled, and her face was full of disbelief.
It turned out to be a teleportation method!
This is the magical skill of Xiaoyao Sect that has been lost for thousands of years!
"Is this eldest brother a descendant of Xiaoyao Sect?"
"Yes, it is said that the Xiaoyao sect's martial arts emphasize lightness and elegance, elegance and purity, and infinite power. If you get one of them, you can be invincible in the martial arts world. Its disciples are doctors, horoscopes, chess, calligraphy and painting, mechanics, handymen, trade and planting, and wine fights. Singing songs, giving orders and guessing riddles, Five Elements Bagua, Qimen Dunjia, farmland water conservancy, and even the art of war are all masters and masters.”
Fang'er's master was none other than the old beggar Ah Xing met when he was a child. During the time when he taught Ah Xing the silent chant, the old beggar told a lot of secrets in the martial arts world.
Therefore, Cheng Long teleported away, which reminded her of the teleportation method of Xiaoyao Sect.
Apart from this, she couldn't think of any other magical skill in the world that could make people disappear from under her nose.
When she thought that Cheng Long was a descendant of the Xiaoyao sect and intended to heal herself and teach her the magical skills of the Xiaoyao sect, Fang'er felt that it was not good to keep silent.
Even though this Zen skill transformed her from a weak woman into a first-class master in the Xiantian realm, when she thought about how people in the Xiaoyao sect could live forever, and all of them would be handsome men and beauties until their death, A Fang had been practicing for many years. His state of mind showed signs of collapse.
Cheng Long, this bastard, really does a lot of harm to people!
……
Pig cage walled city.
"You want to rent a house?"
With her head curled up, a cigarette hanging from her mouth, wearing white pajamas, and looking down on others, she was the charterer, a hidden master with earth-shattering lion roar skills.
Martial arts cultivation, late Xiantian stage.
Further up, there is the golden elixir of martial arts, the realm of the soul of martial arts. The highest state of martial arts practitioners is to enter the Tao through martial arts and cultivate the soul of martial arts. The soul is divided into Yin Shen and Yang Shen. Here they are divided into systems. The level of cultivation is almost the same.
When Cheng Long was exploring the background of the world last night, he observed that in the world of kung fu, there were many people who had cultivated the golden elixir of martial arts.
Not limited to the East, there are also two ascetic monks in the West who have cultivated the golden elixir of martial arts.
There are relatively more people in the East who can be called land gods like this. In addition to the mysterious old beggar, there are three more in China, a Taoist master, a Buddhist master, and the last one lives in seclusion. Shangri-La woman.
Her name is Ziyuan...
A female Taoist nun who was favored by Qin Shihuang and had an affair with others, in the end, for her own selfish gain, she plotted against the First Emperor and abruptly interrupted the Chinese dragon vein of the world.
"Not bad."
Cheng Long nodded with a smile.
Wearing a Chinese tunic suit, polished leather shoes, and meticulously combed hair, he is full of the temperament of a new-school scholar in old Shanghai.
The tenant woman looked up and down and asked curiously: "You don't look like a poor person. You have good looks and temperament. Why do you come here to rent a house?"
Cheng Long smiled faintly: "The gangs here don't like it, it's suitable for hiding."
"..."
All right! This is indeed the best reason. Except for Ah Xing and Fei Zhai, two poor people who have no money to eat, from the time the Pig Cage Walled City has attracted poor people to now, no gangster has come to ask for cleaning fees.
"Forget it, I don't want to ask about your past, but if someone comes to your door, you have to leave quickly and don't think about dragging down the neighbors."
The charterer took Cheng Long to an empty room on the second floor, opened the door and said: "Twenty yuan a month, two deposits and one payment, a total of sixty yuan."
"No problem."
Cheng Long nodded.
It is a small house of only ten square meters, with nothing else except a single wooden bed, a square wooden table and a wooden stool. Fortunately, it is kept clean and you can live in it just by buying a bed and bedding.
Except that Buck Yazhen lives next door, so it’s a little unsafe at night!
Cheng Long was quite satisfied. He didn't want to live in a place like the Pig Cage Walled City permanently. He only wanted to interact with the characters in the plot. Maybe he would move to a villa in the concession in two days. "Housewife, where are the beddings for sale?" After paying the rent, Cheng Long went to the countryside to do as the Romans did, intending to create some income for local vendors and not need the equipment in the storage ring.
"It's available downstairs, go buy it yourself."
The charter woman held a cigarette in her mouth and left in a swaggering manner.
It is hard to imagine that this is the little dragon girl who was famous in the world ten or twenty years ago.
Send away the charterer. Cheng Long looked at the empty room, cast a spell to clear out the dust in the corners, and then went downstairs to buy bedding and daily necessities.
The quality of daily necessities in this era is not as bad as expected, and some are even better than modern ones. No chemical pigments are used on the fabrics, they are all real materials. As long as the goods sold in the store are clean, there is no need to wash them when you go back. Unlike modern clothes, You don’t need to scald and wash the fabric in boiling water after you buy it. It will still feel itchy when you wear it.
Another example is Fengyoujing, milk, pills and other items, which are more effective when used.
A young, well-dressed, gentle man came to the Pig Cage Walled City, which aroused the curiosity of many tenants, and they all came over to chat with him.
But most of them just chatted for a few words, then walked to a distance and chatted quietly with acquaintances.
Cheng Long returned the bedding he bought to his room. After being bored, he went downstairs to the tailor shop on the first floor.
"Young man, where are you from?"
When the tailor saw the newly moved young man entering the shop, he stepped forward with feminine steps and asked.
"I'm from eastern Gansu."
Looking at the old rabbit with a feminine air in front of him, Cheng Long smiled. If A Xing hadn't come to cause trouble and attracted the Ax Gang, who would have known that the tailor master turned out to be a wire boxing master who lived in seclusion in the city!
Really, people cannot be judged by appearance, and sea water cannot be measured.
"Are there Japs in eastern Jiangxi now?"
The tailor master suddenly understood, and then sighed softly: "Hey, in today's world, it is too difficult to have a peaceful place to live. Apart from the concession in the Magic City, which is relatively safe, only poor places like us with no oil and water can still live. A few days of peace and quiet.”
"Otherwise, why would I come to the walled city to rent a house?"
Cheng Long followed the tailor's words and made up a reason for himself.
"Do you want to buy clothes? I can give you cheaper prices without making any money from you."
Perhaps it was because Cheng Long had an aura that made people feel friendly, that the tailor master gave up the idea of robbing people for the first time.
Some of his custom-made clothes are not cheap.
"Then customize two looser pajamas for me, made of the best materials. As for the money, you can pay as much as you want. I can't let you suffer."
After paying a deposit with the tailor, Cheng Long went shopping in the shops in the walled city. The small U-shaped shop in the walled city actually included food and clothing, a medical clinic, a noodle shop, a roast duck shop, a barber shop, and clothing. Rice stores have everything you need.
It’s just this business!
Basically, they are doing small businesses in the neighborhood, and they can make a living, but it is completely impossible to make as much money as they did in Shili Foreign Market.
Because he wanted to take care of his neighbors, Cheng Long bought all the goods he could buy.
Rice, roast duck, vegetables...
Time passed like this little by little, and as night fell, Bucktooth Zhen, who had slept at home all day, put on makeup and carried a shoulder bag to prepare to go to work in a nightclub.
Yes, you read that right, Azhen, the clown in the movie, is actually a dancer in the nightclub and one of the most profitable people in Pig Cage Walled City.
Otherwise, when the coolies were kicked out by the tenant, this woman would not dare to hold her head high and say that I paid their rent.
Apart from Ah Zhen's buck teeth which affect her appearance, her figure and appearance are actually not bad.
The girl passed by the next room and saw the door open. She habitually glanced in. It was better not to look, but once she saw her, she couldn't walk.
"Hey, who is this young master? Why did he end up in our city?" Azhen, wearing a cheongsam and twisting her waist, pushed the door in, her eyes never leaving Cheng Long.
"Miss, stop talking. I'm just an ordinary person who has gone to school for a few years. What kind of young man am I?" Cheng Long stood up humbly, then moved out a stool and invited: "Sit down, I'll get it for you." Take the chopsticks.”
"No, the dinner at the nightclub is better than yours, I can eat there."
Azhen walked up to Cheng Long, reached out and touched his cheek, and said with a sweet smile: "It's so smooth. If all my guests were like you, I would be willing to do anything to you."
"..."
Cheng Long didn't reply, just looked at the other person with a red face.
"Haha, I won't tease you anymore. My sister has gone to work. I'll bring you some delicious food later." Azhenjiao smiled and walked away, twisting her waist in an exaggerated way.
"This woman is quite good at seducing people! No wonder she can work in a nightclub."
Cheng Long smiled and shook his head.
Dong Dong Dong...
Not long after A-Zhen left, the landlord held a bottle of soju in his hand and knocked on the door in a drunken manner. Then he staggered into the room and said, "Young man, are you the new tenant? What's your name?" ?”
"My surname is Cheng, and my single name is a dragon."
"Oh, it turns out to be Mr. Cheng! Hicc~~" The charterer burped, sat down on the stool, picked up the chopsticks naturally, put a piece of roast duck leg on the plate, and said while eating: " Where is your family?”
"I have no family here." Cheng Long responded sadly.
The drunk charterer had a flash of emotion in his eyes, and then asked: "Then do you have any plans for the future? Do you want me to introduce you to a more decent job? If you can speak foreign languages, you can work in a foreign company."
"Mr. Landlady, it seems you have many connections here!"
"It's not bad, I know a lot of people."
Looking at the slightly arrogant charterer, Cheng Long said with a smile: "Mr. Landlord, thank you for your kindness, but I have no idea of looking for a job yet. I just want to get familiar with the environment of Shanghai as soon as possible, and then see what business is available." Do.”
The charterer asked: "Big business or small business?"
Cheng Long shrugged and replied: "It depends on the situation, it may be a big business or a small business."
"..."
The charterer silently finished chewing a duck leg, then stood up, patted his belly, and persuaded: "Mr. Cheng, I can see that you are not short of money. If you don't have anyone you can trust around you, it's better not to do the business and find a woman to take care of it." Living a good life is better than anything else. Today’s world is not suitable for people with money and power to do big business.”
"Thank you, Mr. Landlord, I will seriously consider it."
"If you want to find a wife, you can ask my mother-in-law to introduce you. Aunt Zhang's daughter on the fourth floor is very charming. I think she is a good match for you."
The daughter of Aunt Zhang mentioned by the charterer was the one who was doused with gasoline while holding her younger brother in the movie when the Ax Gang invaded. She was of average appearance, and Cheng Long would definitely not be interested in her.
If I really want to find a woman, a mute girl is my first choice, followed by a few dancers in the Casablanca nightclub. Qiqi and Weiwei are both good...
(End of chapter)