"Little master, your requirements have been recorded in our store, and the clothes are also in a hurry, but the clothes you want are a bit too much, it is estimated that it will take a few days, and the little master needs to wait patiently. Is there anything else that the young master is up to?"

The shopkeeper at the counter took the list and asked Mu Cheng tremblingly.

"No, that's it for the time being, please help me send it to Mufu when it's done, this is a deposit." ”

For such a long time, Mu Cheng was also used to the way this group of people spoke, and he didn't care anymore, so he took out a small handful of gold coins from the snatched money bag and threw it on the counter.

"Little master, you don't need so much... ”

The shopkeeper looked at the ping-pong coins that were thrown on the counter, and was startled, and hurriedly blocked it with her hand, for fear that the money would fall to the ground and not be found.

"The extra is a tip. ”

"Huh? Thank you, little master, little master is so handsome. ”

The shopkeeper's eyes flashed with golden light, and she replied to Mu Cheng with a smile, holding the money, no one is afraid, for her, no matter what this person is, as long as there is money and is willing to pay, it is a good person, an uncle!

Mu Cheng beckoned to the little girl she had saved before, and said in an old-fashioned manner.

"Little girl Jiang. ”

"Hmph, how old are you? It's just about the same as me, and you even call me a little girl, but thank you so much just now. ”

The little girl heard Mu Cheng call him this, although she was very unhappy, she still walked towards Mu Cheng very politely and thanked her again.

"Jiang girl, do you have a grandfather, also surnamed Jiang? A few months ago, he was still selling things in Tianshu Pavilion. ”

When I was measuring the size in the store before, Mu Cheng heard that the people in the store called this little girl Jiang girl, and this little girl's appearance was similar to that of the old man Jiang, so Mu Cheng asked like a little girl.

"You... How do you know?"

Jiang Yatou was taken aback by Mu Cheng's question, for fear that Mu Cheng would come to trouble their father and daughter like Shen Jincheng before.

"Don't be afraid, I had a relationship with your grandfather, I bought some things from him at that time, and I wanted to ask him some questions. ”

"You're not going to return it, are you? A lot of people have lied to me like this before, and I don't believe you. ”

"Have you ever seen a return without goods? And I'm not short of those little money. ”

When Jiang Yatou heard Mu Cheng say this, she believed Mu Cheng a little, after all, the money snatched from the gangsters just now was more than the money that their grandfather had earned in their lifetime, so Jiang Yatou nodded and said.

"Well, okay, I'll take you to see my grandfather when I get off work. ”

"Let's go now, now the Golden Needle Workshop, it's not safe for you to stay. ”

So Mu Cheng took the little girl's hand and said to the shopkeeper of the Golden Needle Workshop, and asked for a long vacation, saying that it was to be the liaison between the Golden Needle Workshop and him, and the counter lady was of course full of promises, after all, it is rare to have a big-spending customer like Mu Cheng, and you can't offend money if you offend anyone, right?

Originally, the little girl was not happy at all, after all, she was short of money, otherwise she would not have come to work in the Golden Needle Workshop at a young age.

Seeing this, Mu Cheng directly agreed to the little girl that if she was willing to take Mu Cheng to see her grandfather and abide by the long holiday agreement, then give the little girl some gold coins as a reward!

When the little girl heard this, she instantly smiled on her face, and hurriedly patted her chest to ensure compliance, and jumped up and down to lead the way in front.

However, what Mu Cheng never expected was that this road was really not short, directly crossing half of the east of the city, and it was almost in the corner of the east of the city, and what appeared in front of Mu Cheng was a slum.

In other words, it is not a slum, it can be called a garbage factory, where all kinds of tattered waste items are discarded, and then hungry people shuttle through the garbage, looking for items that can be used or eaten.

Although Mu Cheng is a little clean, he can't afford to dislike these people who are forced by life but still work hard to live, but is in awe.

Jiang Yatou took Mu Cheng's master and servant through the huts made of cardboard boxes, iron pieces, broken stones and other things, and greeted familiar people, but when she saw Mu Cheng's master and servant behind Jiang Yatou, her face suddenly changed, and she stared at them with fear and hatred, which made Mu Cheng very puzzled.

"Jiang girl, why do the people here look at us like this?"

"Well, because of your clothes. ”

"What's wrong with my clothes?"

Mu Cheng stretched out his hand and looked at the practice clothes on his body, not knowing why.

"In this slum, it's because of people who wear such clothes that we don't dare to stand up against those who bully us. ”

At this time, Mu Cheng noticed that there are two kinds of people here, one is a person who is dressed ordinarily, and the other is a person who wears a sewing and repairing tatters, and he didn't notice it just now, because the former kind of people are too few, and they are too ordinary, and they all stay in the house and rarely show up, and the latter are the latter who work outside.

Mu Cheng looked at these moments and understood that even in this slum, people's hearts are still uneven, there are still three, six, nine and so on, even if it falls to this point, people are still fighting each other.

"Little master, come on, it's my house in front!"

After observing and thinking about this for a while, Jiang Yatou ran to the front and beckoned to Mu Cheng.

Mu Cheng shook his head, quickened his pace, and kept up with Jiang Yatou's pace.

There is nothing he can do about the current slums, maybe he can give these people some money, but they are not capable of protecting these things, even if he gets rid of the current group of oppressors, but who can guarantee that the next group of crushers will be better than the current one?

It's not what he can do now, what he can do now is to become stronger and then change the big rules of this society.

Maybe it's because Old Man Jiang's son was also a capable person before, so the Jiang family was not as miserable as those people before, with a very small yard, but the yard was already in tatters, and most of the houses inside had collapsed, and the people living in it built some houses with thatch and other things at will for life.

Jiang Yatou struggled to remove the wooden plank that blocked the doorway as a door, and ran into the courtyard like the wind, shouting.

"Grandpa, I'm back. ”

Perhaps hearing Jiang Yatou's voice, an old man slowly came out of a thatched hut and scolded Jiang Yatou with a smile.

"Dead girl, why did you come back so early today?

"No, grandpa, how can you say that about me, I came back with a serious matter. ”

Seeing the old man say this about her, Jiang Yatou pretended to be very dissatisfied, pouted, and stomped her feet, but the person had already run to the old man's side and hugged the old man.

The old man touched Jiang Yatou's head and said, "You little girl, what can you do, I'll see what trouble you brought me back." ”

"Hello, old man, meet again. ”

Mu Cheng saw that the old man looked like the door, so he bowed slightly and saluted the old man.

"You... You are, benefactor, come in, come in, drink saliva. ”

Seeing Mu Cheng's familiar face, the old man hurriedly ran to the door, greeted Mu Cheng, and led Mu Cheng into the thatched house in the courtyard.

"I'm sorry, benefactor, I didn't know you were coming, and I didn't prepare anything at home, just some boiled water, please don't dislike it. ”

The old man invited Mu Cheng to sit down, and then asked Jiang Yatou to prepare tea.

Mu Cheng didn't dislike the dirty stool either, and sat down.

"Old man, don't be a benefactor, just call the boy Mu Cheng. ”

The old man hurriedly waved his hand, shook his head and said, "This can't be helped, if it weren't for the benefactor... ”

Mu Cheng pretended to be angry, "Well, old man, I'm angry if you do this." ”

"Well, that's okay... But if you don't dislike it, I'll call you Little Master. ”

Mu Cheng looked at the frightened old man, knowing that this was probably the bottom line of the old man, nodded and agreed, and the old man breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, Jiang Yatou returned to the table with 3 cups of tea, and pushed it to the old man, Mu Cheng, and Wan'er each had a cup of tea, Mu Cheng glanced at Wan'er, and signaled Wan'er not to stand, sit down and drink saliva and rest.

Wan'er didn't want to, but she couldn't resist Mu Cheng, so she had to sit quietly with tea on the side, and Jiang Yatou also put down the tray and sat next to the old man.

"Little young master, please drink tea, may I ask why the little young master is here today?

The old man stretched out his hand and made a gesture of please, motioning for Mu Cheng to drink tea, and said bitterly.

Mu Cheng took a sip of tea, put down the tea bowl, and replied with a smile.

"Rest assured, I'm not here to return the goods, but to ask the old man a few questions. ”

The old man breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Mu Cheng say this.

"Little master, excuse me. ”

"Do you still have any strange artifacts, I am very interested in them, and I want to buy some more. ”

"This... I'm sorry, little master, what was sold to you before was already all the ancient artifacts of the Jiang family for generations, and some valuable ancient artifacts were either snatched away or sold to Tianshu Pavilion, and those that were still preserved before were because they were too weird, and they were kept by Tianshu Pavilion, otherwise they would have been snatched away. ”

"That's it... Do you remember the black box you sold me, old man?"

Mu Cheng paused, and then directly compared the size of the mysterious box to the old man and asked.

"Oh, remember, of course, if it weren't for it, I wouldn't have been called a liar. ”

The old man seemed to recall something bad and shook his head, his face full of bitterness.

"Old man, I believe you, can you tell me about the origin of this black box?"

"The origin, in fact, I don't know very well, this box is handed down from my ancestors, there are too many algebras, and the origin has long been blurred, if the little master wants to hear it, and promised the old man not to tell anyone else, then the old man will tell you about it. ”

The old man paused, took a sip of water, and stared at Mu Cheng seriously.

Mu Cheng nodded, arched his hand, and said respectfully.

"I want to hear about it. ”

When the old man saw Mu Cheng like this, he knew that Mu Cheng had promised him, so he laughed.

"Haha, hey, that's it, people are old, and they are verbose, little master, don't blame, this matter has to be talked about in ancient times... ”

Isn't the ancient box super primeval?

The old man seemed to be stuck in a memory and spoke slowly, and although Mu Cheng had doubts, he didn't interrupt the old man, just listened quietly, but the more he listened, the more frightened he became, and the more he listened, the more confused he became.