The cornices reflect the red sun, and the people on the road are busy;

The flags fluttered in the sea of clouds, and the hawkers sang and sold the goods.

"Wow!wow!!!

Hao Se stood inside the gate of Le'an County, his eyes were round, his mouth was wide open, and he had a shocked expression when a countryman entered the city.

As far as the eye can see, a street about ten zhang wide spreads out in front of you, but you can see all kinds of banners waving in the wind, looking along the street, countless shops are open to the street, there is an endless stream of customers, small merchants and vendors are stationed on the side of the street, the shouting is endless, the passers-by are bustling, a lively and extraordinary scene.

"This is a real ancient county town!"

Hao Se's face was full of excitement, and he looked around randomly as he walked slowly.

"Cloth shops, garment shops, satin shops, tea shops, shoe shops, candle shops, mountain goods shops, tea houses, pawnshops, rice shops, mills...... Mother, this is even more lively than Wangfujing Street! Look at this silk shop!"

As he spoke, Hao Se rushed to a shop on the east side of the street, poked his head into the store, and saw that the store was lined with satin, dazzling in seven colors, and extremely gorgeous.

"This silk must be expensive!"

Hao Se was speechless, his head shrank, he turned around, and ran to the porcelain shop on the other side, only to see that in the store, blue and white porcelain were listed, the glaze was fine, exquisite, handsome, and exquisite.

"Blue and white porcelain! Blue and white porcelain of the Ming Dynasty! This must be hundreds of millions!"

Hao Se clutched the door frame, a pair of dead fish eyes shimmering.

"Go, go, go! Where is this little Hanako, don't block the door!" Xiao Er in the store coaxed Hao Se out with anger on his face.

And Hao Se, who has always been bad-tempered, did not look angry, but glanced at Xiao Er with envy, smashed his mouth twice, and retreated to the middle of the street.

"Brother corpse, we must do a great job here!"

After shouting with great pride, no one answered behind him.

"Corpse brother?!" Hao Se's heart jumped, and he turned around hurriedly, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

But seeing the corpse Tianqing standing quietly three steps behind him, a pair of eyes hidden behind thick bangs, unable to see his expression clearly, only a tight chin could be seen.

"Brother corpse, you should have answered, I thought you were lost!"

Hao Se grabbed Corpse Tianqing's arm and walked forward with an excited face.

"Look, brother corpse, look at this skill of grinding mirrors, this has long been lost!"

"I'll go, brother corpse, take a look at this cotton cloth, it's natural and pollution-free, it's all handmade!"

Along the way, the surprised exclamations from Hao Se's mouth never stopped.

And the more he praised, the more excited he became, the louder he screamed, and the pedestrians who passed by frequently looked sideways, with an expression of "where did this come from?"

Corpse Tianqing let Hao Se pull his arm forward, under the heavy bangs, his eyes looked at Hao Se's excited face fixedly, and a trace of doubt crossed his eyebrows slightly.

"Steamed bread, steaming steamed bread!"

A cry of sale successfully stopped Hao Se's courageous progress.

Hao Se stopped, stood in front of a stack of three-layer steamed bread cage drawers, looked at the steaming steamed buns in the cage drawer, and swallowed saliva.

"Little brother, let's have a steamed bun, it's white and delicious. The stall owner is an old man who is over half a hundred years old, and he greeted him warmly.

"How much is one?" asked Hao Se with a nervous expression.

"Two pennies a piece. The old man said with a smile.

"Okay, let's have one!" Hao Se took out the two coins that had just been given to him from his arms, exchanged them for a steamed bun, broke more than half of them and handed them to Corpse Tianqing, "Brother Corpse, eat a cushion for your stomach first." ”

Corpse Tianqing silently took the steamed bun, looked at the size of the steamed bun in his hand, and handed the steamed bun back: "Arthur, I'm not hungry." ”

"Oh, just a steamed bun, don't worry about it!" Hao Se swallowed the steamed bun in two bites with a disapprehensive face, puffed out his cheeks and said, "Let's make a lot of money later, let's go to the restaurant to have a good meal." ”

Corpse Tianqing glanced at Hao Se, silently wrapped the steamed buns, and stuffed them into his arms.

"Okay, Brother Corpse, let's get ready to start!" Hao Se wiped his mouth, clapped his hands, and turned his head to clear the corpse.

Corpse Tianqing straightened and froze: "What?"

"Start making money!" Hao Se hehehe, his hands on his hips, took a deep breath, and suddenly said:

"Come on, come on, don't miss it when you pass by! The masters of the rivers and lakes pass by the treasure land, and perform the lost secret techniques of the rivers and lakes on the spot, the fist is like thunder, kicking the rivers and seas, and not regretting the three lives!"

This voice was so loud that it shook the flags of the entire street three times.

The pedestrians on the street stopped at the same time, and looked in the direction of Hao Se and Corpse Tianqing.

A moment of tranquility.

Then, everyone turned their heads, those who hurried continued to hurry, those who sold things continued to shout, and those who bought things continued to bargain, all with the same reaction - ignorance!

A small wind swished through, Hao Se's confused expression and corpse Tianqing's stiff body.

"I'll strangle it!" Hao Se stomped his foot, opened his voice and shouted again, "A rare exquisite boxing technique in a hundred years!

On the noisy street, the cold wind continued to blow coldly through the two figures.

None, one, people, around, watch!

Ancestors plank!

It's not the same as saying yes!

Hao Se's dead fish eyes burst out, and he turned his head to look at the corpse Tianqing next to him: "Brother corpse, why didn't anyone come to see it?"

Corpse Tianqing shook his head stiffly.

"Ancestor Banban, what kind of situation is this?!"

Hao Se turned his head to look at the crowd and grabbed his hair, but he didn't notice that when he turned his head, the corpse Tianqing on his side secretly breathed a sigh of relief with a relieved expression.

"Oh, little brother, you can't do this. Suddenly, the uncle who sold steamed buns next to him came quietly.

Hao Se's dead fish eyes lit up, and he suddenly rushed to the steamed bun stall, and asked with a "begging for guidance" expression: "Uncle, what do you think?"

"Little brother, are you from out of town?" asked the uncle while placing the steamed buns.

"Yes, when I first came to Guibaodi, I was thinking of finding a job to eat. Hao Se nodded repeatedly.

The uncle looked at his face: "Looking at the posture of the little brother just now, do you want to do tricks in the rivers and lakes?"

"That's right, that's right!" Hauser continued to nod.

"Hahahaha!" The uncle couldn't help laughing when he heard this, and shook his head frequently, "Hey, little brother, one of you has no guys, two have no clothes, and three have no blood, so you go to show off empty-handed, no one will look at it!"

"Ha?!" Hao Se listened with black lines all over his head, "Uncle, what did you say?"

"Don't understand?" the uncle raised his eyebrows.

Hao Se shook his head, and then looked at Corpse Tianqing, who hurriedly shook his head.

"Please show this master a clear way!" Hao Se solemnly clenched his fists.

"I can't afford to be a big gift from my little brother, old man. The uncle smiled and waved his hand, "But if you want to show you the way, I can show you one." ”

As he spoke, the uncle raised his hand and pointed forward: "See, walk forward along this street, there is a stone bridge, cross the stone bridge, see the fork in the road to the east, and then walk half a cup of tea, you can see the most lively market in the county, and there are rivers and lakes performing arts at the mouth of the market." Speaking of this, the uncle glanced at Hao Se with a meaningful face, "Little brother, you go and take a look first, and then decide whether you want to eat this bowl of rice." ”

"Market mouth?" Hao Se glanced in the direction that the uncle pointed, nodded, and looked back and hugged his fist at the uncle, "Thank you for your advice." ”

"You're welcome, you're welcome. The uncle shook his hand again and again.

Hao Se turned to the corpse Tianqing again: "Brother corpse, let's go! Do market research with Lao Tzu! I don't believe Lao Tzu, can the street art level of the Ming Dynasty be stronger than the Spring Festival Gala!"

*

Lao Tzu is wrong!

Lao Tzu is very wrong!

Hao Se stood at the entrance of the market, looking at the performing arts groups on the east and west sides of the market entrance with a confused expression, the dead fish's eyes were straight and his body was stiff.

The level of street performance in the Ming Dynasty has obviously thrown off several mango platform logos of the Spring Festival Gala!

On the street where there is a constant stream of streets, there are only two street groups working, and although the number is small, the quality is eye-popping.

The team on the north side played with a chest crushed boulder that has a long history and likes to see.

But two men with open chests and full arms carried a stone slab more than three inches thick and placed it on the chest of another man of the same shape, and then the two men picked up two thick iron hammers and took turns to smash them at the stone slab.

With each loud noise, the whole ground trembled faintly, and then I saw the man under the slate, spurting blood one after another, and after the slate was broken and lifted down, the blood spurted out by the man under the slate was enough to wash his face.

But it was such a life-fighting performance, but the onlookers next to him were excited, sparsely applauding, and occasionally a few cast copper plates, which seemed to be friendly sponsorship.

Where is this a showman, this is a sell-off!

Hao Se watched the big man vomiting blood get up with a shocked face, and continued to vomit blood while collecting the bounty on the ground, and looked stiffly at the corpse Tianqing beside him.

"Corpse Brother...... Can you do this?"

Corpse Tianqing's eyes widened: "Arthur, Tianqing's internal strength has lost ......"

"Why don't we go over there and have a look?"

"Listen to Arthur. Corpse Tianqing nodded repeatedly.

The two wiped a cold sweat together and switched to the performing arts group on the south side.

This team is obviously more popular, and many people clapped and cheered around the inner and outer three floors, and the atmosphere was very warm.

"Good, good, one more!"

"Oh! that's real kung fu!"

Hao Se's dead fish eyes flashed, giving Corpse Tianqing a look, and the cat led Corpse Tianqing to squeeze into the crowd with his waist bent and neck, and successfully seized a favorable position for inner onlookers.

But when you stand still and look at it, you are dumbfounded again.

This form of performing arts in the rivers and lakes is even greater than Hao Se expected.

At this time, a masked girl dressed in a red shirt with a hot □□ body appeared. As soon as he entered the field, he lit the long whip with which he poured fire oil on his hand with a torch, and with a turn of his wrist, he danced in the middle of the field.

The whip crackled in the air and was deafening, and each time it struck the ground, it was a long mark of fire. The dazzling sparks splashed with the whip body, and a fire rainbow was drawn in mid-air, and the girl's concave and convex figure swayed in it, like a phoenix dancing golden flower, which was very eye-catching.

Mother's ......

Hao Se looked down at his flat figure, and then at the emaciated figure of the corpse on his side......

Hey, our hardware facilities are not up to standard!

Next, another big man on the field, dressed in a chestless suit, stepping on colorful cloud boots, holding a long sword, stepped into the field, and after dancing at a gallop, suddenly, the long sword was thrown, and he held it with his backhand, and it was actually stabbed into his mouth.

"Ahh

The audience screamed, and the long sword was swallowed by the man.

"Good, good!"

"Wow, this cow!"

The applause around is endless.

"This Lao Tzu knows!" In the shouts of everyone, Hao Se explained to the corpse Tianqing beside him with a smug face, "That sword has a mechanism and can be retracted-"

Unexpectedly, before the words fell, I saw that the man suddenly turned around, and saw the tip of a sword coming out of the back of the waist, and there were still blood stains!

"Arthur, what did you just say?"

In the deafening applause, the corpse Tianqing's hoarse voice was so weak that it was almost inaudible.

"No, nothing...... Hao Se looked at the man in shock, held the blade of the sword, pulled out the bloodstained sword body from the back waist, and when he drew the hilt, he actually made a feeling of being stuck, and spurted a stream of blood before pulling out the entire sword body.

", this is too realistic, the demeanor of a magic master!" Hao Se was frightened and clapped his hands with everyone, and turned his eyes to look at Corpse Tianqing, "Corpse brother, this is too ......"

Unexpectedly, as soon as he was halfway through the words, he saw that the corpse Tianqing's face changed greatly, his eyes were like two copper bells, and he shook his head vigorously at himself.

Hauser: "......"

Hey, corpse brother, does Lao Tzu look like the kind of fierce god bully who forces the women and men of good families to swallow swords and bleed?!

In short, after observing two street performances, the results of Hauser's market research were-

"Brother corpse, Lao Tzu thinks, why don't we go and apply for a shop, a second runner, a dishwasher, or something, it's more practical. ”

Hao Se squatted under the big locust tree at the entrance of the market, looking at the crowded market with a blank face, and said with difficulty.

"Tianqing, listen to Arthur's ......"

The corpse Tianqing, who was squatting beside Hao Se with the same movement and expression, muttered and replied.

The swishing breeze blows through the treetops of the locust tree, shakes off a few residual leaves, and swims away with the wind, desolate and infinite......