One night, Jiang Ming sat cross-legged on the bed, his fingers stroking the dark cyan copper sheet, a rough but very comfortable texture, as if rubbing fine sand in the clear water. He knew that this treasure had a spirit, so he completely immersed his spirit in the fragment of the Desolate Origin Ding, and after wandering in the darkness for an unknown amount of time, a red point of light appeared in front of him.

"What is this? If I can use my spirit to communicate with the fragments of the Wasteland, then this darkness is that my mind is not pure enough, otherwise it should be all light. But what is that point of light, is it directing me there?"

Jiang Ming wanted to continue to float in the direction of the red point of light, but was blocked by a transparent wall, and he couldn't pass through it with his illusory spirit, which could only mean that this was the boundary of the fragmented space. But the red dot is outside the wall, doesn't this mean that this illusory world is far more than the size in front of him? Jiang Ming stopped and floated, fell into deep meditation, and faintly sensed that the red dot was coming towards him, although the distance change was very small, he could not ignore it. He even felt that he didn't see the other two red dots, but it seemed too far away, beyond his eyes.

"Could it be that this is another Wasteland Ding fragment? It stands to reason that this is an ancient artifact, even if it is broken, there should be mutual induction, I have a feeling that those red dots are very similar to the fragments in my body, if you think about it like this, according to what the predecessors said, 'there is fate', it should be that there is a deep connection between the fragments of the Wasteland Ding, in this case, I am here waiting for fate to come." ”

The next day, Jiang Ming discussed the livelihood problem with Mu Father and Mu Qinglan, and agreed to solve the long-term food problem by starting a small business. Mu Qinglan didn't know how to learn a first-hand pastry skill, Mu Father is well versed in the way of dyeing cloth, the two roads compared, the three of them thought for a while before deciding to open a pastry shop, one is that dyeing cloth requires too many manpower and it is difficult to see short-term benefits, and secondly, there are many rich and noble people in Yeyang City, most of them want to live a tasteful aristocratic life, this kind of exquisite pastry is easier to capture the buyer's mentality.

The plan has been decided, and the three of them divided the work to prepare the items needed to open the store, but there is another person who cannot be ignored to join the work, that is, the beggar rescued by Jiang Ming that day. After inquiry, it was learned that he was originally a villager of a pariahish village in the Qin Dynasty, and he had no name since he was a child, until he was ten years old, he was forcibly conscripted into the army, and gradually trained to become cannon fodder and a dead soldier. Fortunately survived a battle, he was captured and whipped dozens of times, driven as a beggar, and survived in the night city.

Mu Qinglan was very moved, for the hardships and dangers of her life, for the difficulty of her life, she forced a smile and said: "In the future, you can live with us, no longer have to be a beggar, we can at least let you live a decent life." ”

After the beggar man was groomed, he looked quite kind, and although his face was rough and dark, it was not ugly and annoying. He was still wooden and didn't like words, but he was very friendly to Mu Qinglan and the others, especially when Mu Qinglan had some orders, he respectfully stepped forward to help, which relieved them a lot of trouble.

"Qinglan, since you asked me to save him that day, why don't you give him a name, and it will be easy to greet him in the future. Jiang Ming proposed this, and Father Mu actually put down the posture of an elder and gave Mu Qinglan a chance to name him.

"Where will I take a name?" Mu Qinglan glanced at Father Mu and Jiang Ming, but when she turned around, she found that the beggar was standing aside and looking at her expectantly, she couldn't refuse.

"I read an ancient book called "Lethe River", which said, 'The river flows in the eight wildernesses, and the thunder is released in the nine heavens, so naturally you can't lose the way of heaven, and manpower can't be reincarnated.' How can the wild goose be merciful? Strange only to say that this love is as deep as a well, and the words and sentences in the book are deeply meaningful, and the river and thunder each lead to nature, which is where the dragon's eye is. Why don't you have the same surname as me, and take the same name as Chuan?"

Jiang Ming boasted that when he collected ancient books in the past, he read a lot of common sense, so he could understand many things in the big world, and when he heard Mu Qinglan's quote today, he felt that he was lonely and unheard, and he didn't know literary lyrics and songs. He said: "The river flows endlessly, travels thousands of miles a day, and there is no regret; Then why not take the word thunder?"

Mu Qinglan snorted angrily, thinking that in order to reduce the gap with him, she had read a lot of books, and it was rare to be able to show off today, but she was choked by a sentence. She pretended to be angry and said, "Just now you asked me to take it, and now you want to fight with me?" Lei is too dazzling and amazing, I don't dare to take it, but it is a river, ordinary but not mediocre, isn't it good?"

Jiang Ming was silent, he seemed to hear something different from his words, which caused a huge impact on his direction and even his ideals, but he chose to be silent.

"My name is Kikawa. Thank you, Miss, for the name. The beggar couldn't hide his excitement, this ordinary thing made his life change dramatically, because he was famous, so he had no regrets.

On the same day, Jiang Ming negotiated with the mysterious man Yun Rinxuan in Linqing Lane again, and inquired about the empty shop to be rented in the prosperous area, to Jiang Ming's surprise, when the man in white shirt invited him to tea, the steward had returned from outside the door, and bowed down to report: "Son, there is a small shop in Linzhuo Lane in the west of the city, which was originally made of calligraphy and painting. ”

Yun Rinxuan smiled gently, took a sip of the teacup, and said, "Steward Zhao will take the trouble to take Jiang Ming Gongzi to take a look for a while, if it is suitable, he will pay the rent for him for two years, and he will make up for it when he makes money in the future, but he can't ask for interest." The steward hurriedly responded, bowed, and stepped aside to wait.

Jiang Ming arched his hand and smiled: "Thank you Yunrin Gongzi for your help, if it weren't for that, I don't know how much effort it would take." The details of etiquette can be said to be extreme, but Yun Rinxuan frowned, and said sarcastically: "I want to know your mind more, how do you feel that I am here and want me to help?"

On that day, Yun Rinxuan's pen led the wind and thunder, pierced through the stone pillar, and the skill was better than the fairy, under such deterrence and intimidation, a normal person should avoid it, and even flee early, but this young man actually took the initiative to come, not for flattery, not for begging for mercy, but to ask for help like a friend, this matter is suspicious?

Jiang Ming heard Yun Rinxuan's straightforward words, so he didn't want to hide anything, so he said: "I also have fear that day, the pen of thunder, if your Excellency intends to kill me, you can put it at will." But you didn't, you also stated your purpose, which shows that you are covering up your true purpose, that purpose, it may be the Fragment of the Desolate Origin, but not directly for it. You are already in the realm of status, how noble you are in front of me, if I make a good friend with you at this time, you should not refuse, and I can also obtain great benefits. ”

Yun Rinxuan smiled playfully and said, "You're smart! But if you seek the skin of a tiger, you may die a dead end." Jiang Ming said: "If I can make you pay enough attention, then you can ignore this threat." ”

"Oh?" Yun Rinxuan came to drink, the fragrance of tea entered his lips, and he couldn't hide his smile: "You are an interesting person, I will do my best to help you during this time, but it depends on how far you can go, if it is not enough, then you will be unlucky." How about trying this tea?"

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For many days after that, Jiang Ming went through business procedures in the government and administrative agencies, and occasionally helped Mu Chuan clean up his shop in Lintur Lane. Mu Fu went to a neighboring city to wholesale flour raw materials, because the flour needed was not ordinary flour, so he needed to purchase a special flour. Mu Qinglan is the chef who is trying various styles of pastry practices, which is also very meaningful.

Seven or eight days later, the pastry shop opened, attracting many people's attention and tasting, and the business gradually improved.

In a blink of an eye, another month passed, like stepping on a white horse, galloping so fast that it could not distinguish between north and south, and finally one day the wild geese wanted to live in a warm place, picked branches to build a nest, and landed.

Since the pastry shop is open, it is inevitable to take care of it before and after, because Mu Father often runs around in the neighboring city, there are only two young men in the shop to help, outsiders are not reliable, and the business has just opened has cost a lot of money, and then embezzle a part of it to ask people to help it is not cost-effective. Fortunately, although Mu Chuan often does not say anything, he is much better than Jiang Ming, who is studying art at the same time, and his dexterity and heart are the main thing, and his meticulous and happy work makes Mu Qinglan slightly praised.

Jiang Ming couldn't help on the side, although he was quite dedicated, but he was always as nimble as Mu Chuan's fingers, the key was that he was careless on the kitchen board, so he could only occasionally carry water and move things to show that he was not idle. Looking at Mu Chuan, who was busy under the command of Mu Qinglan, he was even a little resentful, but he had to say: "Mu Chuan, I let you rob my work, I'm going to be idle." ”

Mu Chuan didn't say anything, just cast an apologetic look at him, but Mu Qinglan feigned anger and said: "You don't work yourself, and you blame others, I really want to throw you on the street to drink the northwest wind!" She actually forgot one thing, if it weren't for Jiang Ming, their father and daughter would be ignorant of life and death, not to mention that they can open a shop and run a business now.

Jiang Ming smiled awkwardly, and asked flatteringly: "I didn't even know that you could learn such pastry skills, and you can be regarded as a master chef." Mu Qinglan suddenly paused the dough mold in her hand, her face became quite difficult to look at, she was stunned, smiled in a flash, smiled helplessly, and said, "There are still many things you don't know, but you can't see it." ”

The words were as light as silver needles, but Jiang Ming heard them very clearly, he thought that he could cut through the mess quickly, but he was finally moved!

Mu Chuan handed over a small bag of flour at this time, and said incomprehensibly: "Miss, do you want to make all this flour?"

The days could have passed like no trace like this, Jiang Ming privately thought that the Hou Feng Wangfu would come to them for trouble, but for a long time, the idlers on the street passed the news of the young man who counted the princes that day to the tea and dinner, but the sergeants of Yeyang City seemed to be tough to suppress this matter, no one made trouble, no one provoked, and no one complained.

"Could it be that someone is helping me?" Jiang Ming thought hard, and finally felt that he had found an explanation, and said to himself: "It should be the black-clothed tooth catcher, they have a lot of power in the Nine Mansions Alliance, but can they really be bigger than a prince? Could it be that Hou Feng Wang is really a character? It is also possible that taking into account the overall situation and knowing the greatest interests, this can be regarded as a sergeant." However, it is rumored that he is not very spoiled by the fourth prince?"

Jiang Ming had no choice but not to think about this, he waited for the so-called "fate" to appear according to the instructions of the Wasteland Ding fragment, and naturally he could endure his temperament and allow the enemy to strike first and then make a move. Moreover, all his injuries have healed, and he knows his strength well, and he is a warrior who can really fight a hundred battles, which is his greatest reliance.

"But then again, Uncle Mu has been to the neighboring city for two days, why hasn't he come back?"

"Oh no, my father was robbed by mountain bandits!" Suddenly, Mu Qinglan ran over in a hurry, handed over an arrow and a note, and wrote: Mr. Jiang Ming, your girlfriend Mu Qinglan's father is now a guest in Ganyong Village, bring five hundred taels of silver and your valuable treasure to come on the thirteenth day of the winter month of the thousand calendars, don't miss the deadline.

"Ganyong Village!"

Jiang Ming naturally heard that this bandit village was originally a gathering place for a group of outlaw prisoners, and then under the leadership of the master of the seventh stage of the Sect Master of Fan Wu, it now has a scale of 300 people, and there are officials under King Hou Feng who have participated in the encirclement and suppression, but it was interrupted by the war.

Mu Qinglan cried, two lines of clear tears poured down her face like a spring, she sobbed and said: "What should I do, Jiang Ming, the mountain bandits have always been cruel, I don't know what happened to my father? How could he meet the mountain bandits there, I told him to be careful when traveling...... Woohoo......"

Yes, how could he have met the people of Ganyong Village? This road should be safe, and the basis of Ganyong Village is far away on another path, but how could he just arrest him for blackmail? Since Jiang Ming's name was directly called in the letter, it means that the details of them have already been investigated, and this matter must not be an ordinary mountain bandit.

With a little plan in his heart, Jiang Ming comforted Mu Qinglan and said some words of encouragement and concern, and began to prepare to rescue Mu Qinglan. Mu Qinglan said anxiously: "Even if I buy this newly opened shop, I won't be able to make up five hundred taels." Jiang Ming pondered for a moment and said, "I have become friends with Gongzi Yunrin, I will borrow it from him, and he will agree." ”

Jiang Ming went to the drunkard's house that day, and the porter was waiting early, and when he saw Jiang Ming coming, he said: "Gongzi has already instructed, if Jiang Minggongzi comes, he will give him the five hundred taels of silver that he has prepared." Jiang Ming frowned and asked, "Did he say anything else?" The porter said, "Take care of my son." ”

This trip is very dangerous. If it is an ordinary robber, there is a danger of killing people with money, and if it is a real vendetta, the mountain bandits will not give up killing because of a mere 500 taels of silver, which is also very thrilling.