C78 Strange guest

"I'll order some goods from my hair. The business here has been a bit too good recently."

Wu Huai left with shock, as the things on Chang An's side would all be handled by him, waiting for me to be completely sure, then he would cause a huge commotion in the Chang'an City.

It was weird, no matter how many ancient businesses that were famous in China rose and fell, they did not manage to expand their businesses into the Chang'an City, or even the entire Great Qin. Although there were a few young talents in the antique industry that brought in their products, their performance was still mediocre.

Could it be that Madam Zheng had also experienced a long period of peace, and a long period of loss as well? Could it be that those old veterans had always been secretive about this place, fearing that they would come into contact with something bad?

If so, I understand. There were many wonders in the boundless universe, especially regarding matters such as destiny and destiny. The more one understood about them, the more one would understand that they couldn't be guessed at, and the more one dreaded them.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye. The weather was getting hotter and hotter. Other than the compulsory martial arts that the old man from the Green Pine Temple called the Longevity Fist, the martial arts that I did the most every day was to lie on the rattan chair, and sit in the shop to guide Huang San Huang Si in his knowledge of antiques.

Since you've done this with me, you have to understand a lot of things. From today onwards, there are many things that cannot be done by me alone. The first step has already been taken, and my will can only be considered to have officially set sail. If you want to fly, you have to fly beautifully.

As for the training he did with Fan Cunlong, he stopped them from doing so. According to what Fan Cunlong said, the fist technique that I was practising was extremely strange. In this kind of extremely slow and gentle looking movement, my entire body was actually completely tempered, doing things like running with him is completely unnecessary.

"Actually, I also feel that my body has changed a lot. I can't say it out, but it's like there's a cool and refreshing stream of air constantly flowing through my body, going around and around."

"Enough, stop bragging!" The one who said this was Zhao QIu. He came over from the front hall and happened to hear me talking to Fan Cunlong. Do you really think that it's a martial arts novel by Jin Yong? I have the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, and my Soul Sinking Art is so depressing. "

"Cut the crap, it's not like I've ever trained you know shit." I have never been polite to Zhao Qijiu, just as he has never spoken to me in a roundabout way.

"It's been a few days since I last saw you. Don't tell me that you've been hiding in the store and making small paper men?"

"You still have the face to say that? If it wasn't for that lousy thing of yours, I wouldn't be so desperate!"

"That's right."

After exchanging a few words with Zhao QIanjiu, I found out that he had just returned from a business trip and returned. He said that for the past few days, he did not know how he had managed to do it. When he did things, he would always encounter some problems. Although they were not too big, they were always annoying.

I smiled and said, "Aren't you supposed to be eating this kind of food? It's not that easy to earn money. If I just want you to come along and talk, it would be terrible."

Zhao QIu feigned a sigh and said, "To put it bluntly, this is not the way of people. The climate of society is changing, and everyone is gradually focusing on the economic benefits. "

I understood the subtext of this sentence. I reckoned that those who invited Zhao QIu for some tasks did not follow his instructions. For example, there was the issue of offerings during the worship ceremony. If these items were not handled properly, many things would happen.

"Even so, we can't lose out to the dead, our Huaxia always emphasizes on the dead."

"There's no way to say these things. Come, little thing, come, big bro will take you out to play." After saying a few words, Zhao QIu started to tease Xiao Ha again. He pulled on the little guy's flowery underpants, wanting to take it off.

"Alright, I'll take Xiao Ha out. Continue to practice your Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms and defy the spirit arts." Cun Long, do you want to go with me? I'll take you to see the world of playthings. With your physique, I'm sure that many girls will be enthralled by you. "

"I won't go." Although Fan Cunlong was intrepid, walking out from the mountains and he still maintained a pure spirit and shyness. Hearing Zhao QIu talk about this, his face flushed red all of a sudden.

I snappily replied, "I knew that you didn't have any good intentions when you brought Lil Thing over. I was thinking that you didn't want to get married because you were afraid of having a wife to watch over you." Cun Long, go with your brother Zhao, and have a good look at the world outside the mountain. "

The little thing attracted everyone's attention as soon as it stepped out of the door, especially when it came to dealing with women. It was simply a killing machine. The more roguish it was, the more women liked to get close to it. It was a very strange phenomenon.

"This is to help you train your little thing so that it won't be tempted and run away in the future. Cun Long, quickly leave. It just so happens that Brother Zhao has a few people that he wants to take care of, but can't beat … "

Zhao QIu brought Fan Cunlong and left with him, leaving behind a trail of black lines on my forehead. I was not worried at all after hearing his words. No matter what, the name of Old Zhao's house was very famous in the Weicheng.

Which family didn't have any deaths? This was especially true for some of the nobles and officials, who paid special attention to this kind of thing. As a result, their illustrious reputation was protected by the Old Man Zhao and a group of people were supporting them. The Zhao Family's status in the Weicheng was naturally on the rise.

Xiao Ha, this kid who was exceptionally good at tormenting people, had left. Pulling up the rattan chair in the shade of the tree, I took the little notebook and looked at it over and over. Then I continued to think about what would happen in the near future.

"Zheng, Zheng."

I asked after being roused from my deep thoughts by Huang Si. "What's wrong?"

Huang Si had a strange look on his face as he said, "There is another strange person who has arrived. He indicated that he wants to see you."

"Who is it?" I couldn't help but laugh. Seeing Huang Si like this, he might still be considering whether that person was related to me or not.

Huang Si said: "I don't know. I asked him how I should address him, but he didn't say anything, he just said that he wanted to see Lady Zheng's shopkeeper. By the way, he said he wanted to talk to you about a big business deal. "

"What does he look like?" I thought to myself, "This is weird, who is it that came today?" After thinking about it for a long time, I still couldn't figure out what was going on. Logically speaking, other than Wu Huai's people, no one else should know about me and even pointed out that they were looking for me.

"Long... He looked to be around 30 years old, with a square face and small eyes. He had short hair and wore a black Chinese tunic. "

Huang Si began to gesture and speak for me. I waved his hand to tell him to stop. Alright, let's go out and see who this person is. I really don't know anything about him. "

"Zheng, if you don't want to see us, then send him away." Huang Si heard me say that he did not know his, so he suggested.

I shook my head and replied, "I'm not busy. Since I'm free, I might as well go and find out which God of Fortune has come to find me." When integrity demands money. "

"Si Er."

"Sigh, Zheng."

"Have you noticed that our business is getting better?"

"It's no different from stealing money."

Huang Si and I asked each other a question before heading to the hall. The deeper they went into this business, the more Huang San, Huang Si, was terrified of the profits. It was only then that he realised that the two of them had been in the antiques market in the past, acting like thugs and money was simply too weak.

"Spending money is like flowing water." I felt a pang of pain just thinking about the maintenance for the things in that little room.

I really didn't know the person who was waiting for me in the hall, it was just like Huang Si described, he was dressed in a dark grey, close to a black middle mountain suit, with short hair and a square face, he looked rather capable. He sat on the rattan chair and stared at the tea in front of him. He only quietly watched the steam rising from the cup as he breathed in the fragrance of the tea.

Instead, he stood behind the counter and stared at that person with a strange expression. Maybe he was the same as Huang Si and thought that we knew each other. Wu Huai's visit three days ago left a deep impression on them.

Seeing me come over, Huang San wanted to call out to me, so I just packed him up without saying a word. Then, Huang San walked over and sat opposite this person.

Feeling someone on the other side, he looked up at me. His eyes were emotionless, deep, and cold. It was said that eyes were the window of the soul, but this person seemed to have covered his own window with a layer of black paper that no one could see, causing others to be unable to understand what he was thinking.

He lowered his head and continued drinking his tea, ignoring me. I snapped my fingers for Huang Si to bring me a cup of tea as well.

"Friend, are you here to buy something?" I took a sip of tea and felt that the jasmine was actually quite good.

He sat across from me as if he hadn't heard my question, his hands folded on the table, his eyes still fixed on the steam that was rising from the cup.

People say that they drink cold tea in the summer, but only those who truly understand tea know. In the heat of the summer, when one drinks a mouthful of boiling tea, the tea leaves would slide down their throat and the pores all over their body would open up, emitting the fragrance of the tea.

I don't care if he speaks or not. I didn't reveal my identity, and he never looked up when I came out, so I'm not sure if he knew I was the owner. However, even if he was dealing with a passerby, his behavior was a bit too cold.

Apparently, my second sentence had some effect. He raised his head again and stared at me blankly before looking at the teacup in front of him. After staring blankly for two seconds, he spat out two words, "Nonsense."

"Whether or not you are talking nonsense will be known after a try."

"No need to try, I'm here to talk to you about something."

He obviously wasn't curious about my suggestion. He just said a few words apathetically. I think I know why Huang San didn't accompany this special 'customer' to chat.

"Do you know who I am?"

"The Zheng Family's ancient shopkeeper, Zheng Qiqiao."