While the old dragon head had eaten for a while, Lao Wang put some bits and pieces on the tricycle, and while collecting, Lao Wang said with a broken mouth: "I said the old dragon head, listen to you, your home is in Qinchuan, and the land is more than 2,000 miles away from the capital. Isn't it over if there's something for your child to deliver? ”

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Lao Wang shook his head knowingly, and continued to count, "I see, your children are not a thing, now that the living conditions are so good, how difficult is it for people with hands and feet to pay three or four thousand yuan a month?" My shop has 6,000 yuan a month. ”

"Look at you, you are wearing a torn robe, making it look like a sour show in the old society, the robe is still rotten, and your children are not willing to spend some money on the whole clothes. Oh, I see, this child, tell you, don't bother with it in the future, if you say anything about real estate or something, sell it, donate it to the temple or something, and have a good hope in the next life, it's not better than leaving it to your dog and child, don't you say? ”

The old dragon head was eating fritters and just laughing, but he didn't speak.

Lao Wang was about to speak, and a man who could be described as handsome came from the mouth of the alley.

"What kind of children do dogs wag their tails for? If you want me not to have children, it is better to have a dog. ”

These words appeared abruptly, and the old king looked at the door of the alley and saw a middle-aged man in a white suit, wearing a hat, and a cane.

The man was still very strangely carrying a sword in his hand, and walked towards the alley.

Lao Wang was stunned, although he didn't know the famous brand, but his eyes were not clumsy, this man's figure and temperament, at first glance, was either rich or expensive, and it was that kind of expensive.

Lao Wang didn't know what this kind of person came to his stall for.

The middle-aged man moved a small bench from the tricycle by himself, sat down opposite the old dragon's head, then threw his hat aside, and asked with a smile: "Shopkeeper, is the business still done?" If you don't mind, can you give me a few more fritters? ”

The wealth that the common people say is nothing more than having two stinky money, thinking that with a gold chain around their necks, what apples they use, and what luxury cars they drive, they are rich.

The wealth of the truly rich is not reflected in these appearances, but in words and deeds, even if you are dressed in coarse clothes, upright and unlucky, no matter what environment you are in, a gesture of drinking water can tell whether you are rich or poor.

In physiognomy, "one expensive is worth nine cheap", this is the meaning.

If there is such a rich appearance, this downfall is only a temporary situation, and sooner or later there will be a day when it will soar.

This middle-aged man is a person who is unspeakably rich.

Lao Wang's stall has been collected, and it stands to reason that whoever comes from it, he Lao Wang should also go home.

Usually Lao Wang thinks that he has two dollars in his pocket for this kind of money, and he thinks that he is a great rich man, and Lao Wang does not serve at all.

Craftsmen eat by their craft, and Lao Wang doesn't throw your face or don't throw your face.

The middle-aged man here, don't look like a nouveau riche in a dress, but the feeling that Lao Wang gives between his words and deeds is the feeling of the most expensive of the noble.

Lao Wang has been working hard in the market for decades, but this is the first time he has seen such a person, although Lao Wang does not know who this person is, he is still busy nodding, and takes down the things he received from the tricycle stall, and makes the remaining flour that is fermented and ready to be taken home for his grandson to fry fritters.

Before making fried dough sticks, Lao Wang also washed his hands back and forth three or four times with his drinking water before starting to do it.

The person who came was Xuan Tianqi, he sat down opposite the person who was called the old dragon head by the old king, stared at the old man who was chewing and eating without looking at him, and said with a smile: "The whole capital has been turned upside down by you?" You're laid-back, you old dragon head, it's a little irresponsible. ”

The old man on the other side raised his eyes for the first time, glanced at Xuan Tianqi, and then smiled, revealing a mouth full of rotten teeth, and did not eat or speak, and continued to drink spicy soup.

Not long after Lao Wang closed the stall, the oil was also hot, and the heat would be fine for a while, so he immediately served Xuan Tianqi fritters and spicy soup.

Hu spicy soup is all some foundations, only half a bowl, is the last point left today, Lao Wang rubbed his hands a little cramped.

Xuan Tianqi didn't care, added balsamic vinegar to the spicy soup, then turned his face, took off a jade wrench in his hand, and threw it towards Lao Wang, Lao Wang subconsciously reached out to take it, took a look at it, and saw that there was a jade wrench in his hand with a turquoise and transparent texture, Lao Wang was a little overwhelmed.

Xuan Tianqi looked at Lao Wang's cramped appearance, and said with a smile: "Don't mind, take it, it's not worth two dollars, just pay me for taking care of the old man." ”

"If according to the words of a teacher and a father for life, this old man is my father anyway, I am doing some filial piety, don't pay me back, otherwise you really look down on me, and I will become an unfilial son."

Lao Wang was a little nervous, pinching the jade wrench, and his palms were full of sweat, but Xuan Tianqi had said everything to this point, so Lao Wang naturally couldn't say anything.

He knew that this jade wrench was probably something he couldn't earn in his life, so he hurriedly and carefully took the wrench into a small bag and stood aside quietly.

Xuan Tianqi ate fritters after sending the wrench, and said to the old man vaguely with spicy soup: "Old guy, it's a good situation, you are all old, and you are still calculating, and you don't have to worry about it, you are really not afraid of retribution and death, and you will go to eighteen layers of hell?" ”

The old man put a mouthful of fritters into his mouth, and he didn't care about hygiene, wiped his mouth with his oily sleeves, and said his first sentence today, "No matter how big the game is, isn't it seen through by you?" Knowing the son Mo Ruo's father, hehe, your apprentice is actually doing quite well. ”

When the old man's voice opened his mouth for the first time, it shocked Lao Wang, he had never heard this old dragon's head speak before, but when he asked his name, the old man said the word "dragon's head" vaguely.

At that time, Lao Wang also joked, you won't be the prince of the Qing Dynasty, right?

Is it still called a faucet?

Other than that, Lao Wang never heard the old man speak again.

But now the old man's first sentence, the meaning revealed in the voice made Lao Wang greatly shocked, the kind of speech that is clear, calm and calm, with the old dragon's head like the wind and sand, how can there be a little bit of the old man's taste of the dying man?

On the contrary, it is like Chen Daoming's voice of Kangxi in his old age in "The Emperor Kangxi", which is full of indescribable domineering.

The old king's head trembled, these two people are by no means ordinary people, who are they?