In the evening, Huo Xiaotian walked on the beach alone, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and the sea breeze was blowing, and he suddenly felt refreshed.

He was walking on the beach when he suddenly saw another person on the beach, and when he looked closer, he realized that it was an old beggar in rags.

The old beggar looked to be about sixty or seventy years of age, with gray hair mixed with some sparse black hair, and wore a torn cotton jacket with exposed cotton, and a crutch in his hand.

The old beggar stared at the sea intently, but he didn't notice Huo Xiaotian who was quietly coming from behind him.

The old man stood for a long time and sighed faintly.

Huo Xiaotian felt very strange, others would be in a very comfortable mood when they looked at the sea, why did the old man sigh at the sea alone in the evening?

Although he had doubts in his heart, Huo Xiaotian did not rush forward to disturb the old man, but just watched silently from the side, his eyes followed the old man's eyes, looking into the depths of the sea, where there was endless and deep like a huge abyss.

"Hey... This is the last prosperity of Bluebird City, what a pity..."The old beggar suddenly sighed and shook his head, and said something inexplicable.

Is this the last bustle of Bluebird City?

Jade Bird City is the pearl of Dongshan Province, is one of the most rapid development of several cities in the past 100 years, and here is the world's seventh largest port, economic prosperity, material abundance, how can this old beggar say that this is the last prosperity of Jade Bird City?

"It's a pity, it's a pity!" The old beggar shook his head and sighed.

Huo Xiaotian felt quite strange, and couldn't help but step forward and ask, "Uncle, why are you here alone at night?" ”

The old beggar turned his head and looked at Huo Xiaotian, his eyes were a little indifferent, he just glanced at him indifferently, but he didn't say anything, turned around and left.

Huo Xiaotian felt even more strange, took two steps forward, and caught up with the old beggar.

"Uncle. Why did you leave when you saw me? It's fate that we met on this beach, and if you need help, as long as I can do it. The younger generation will never shirk. Huo Xiaotian said sincerely.

The old beggar stopped and looked at Huo Xiaotian again, "You don't know me, will you do things for me?" ”

"It depends on what it is, as long as it doesn't violate your conscience. It can also give you a certain amount of satisfaction, and that's fine. Huo Xiaotian said with a smile.

"That's okay, I like to eat boat song fish dumplings, you go and buy me a pound back." The old beggar said unceremoniously, and the tone of his voice seemed a little domineering, a bit of a command.

Huo Xiaotian didn't mind, nodded with a smile, thinking that this old man probably hadn't eaten anything good for many days, and the boat song fish dumplings were a famous food in Jade Bird City. Buying him a pound of dumplings is nothing.

"Okay, old man, you wait for me here, I'll buy it for you." Huo Xiaotian turned around and left, took a taxi to the boat song fish dumpling shop, bought a pound of yellow croaker dumplings, and brought it back.

At this time, the old beggar was still waiting on the beach, Huo Xiaotian handed the dumplings to the old beggar, and said with a smile: "Old man." It's still hot, so eat it while it's hot. ”

The old beggar was silent, not even thankful. Sitting on the ground, he tasted two bites, but suddenly spit out the dumplings on the ground, and stared at Huo Xiaotian with a frown, "What kind of stuffing is this?" So unpalatable? ”

"Is it unpalatable? This is the yellow croaker. Huo Xiaotian said.

"Don't eat it, don't eat it, I don't eat yellow croaker." The old beggar threw the dumplings to Huo Xiaotian. Turn around and go.

Huo Xiaotian was stunned for a moment, he didn't want to do a good deed, he put down the dumplings, chased after two steps, and caught up with the old beggar.

"Uncle, what stuffing do you like to eat, I'll buy it again." Huo Xiaotian said with a smile.

The old beggar glanced at Huo Xiaotian up and down, frowning slightly, "You go buy it again?" ”

"Well, I'll go now, tell me what stuffing you like? I'm going to buy it. Huo Xiaotian nodded.

"Except for the yellow croaker, I can stuff anything." The old beggar said.

"Okay, then I'll go." After Huo Xiaotian finished speaking, he took a taxi to the boat fishing song dumpling shop, this time Huo Xiaotian was afraid that the old beggar would pick and choose again, so he bought a few more dumplings.

Ten minutes later, Huo Xiaotian rushed back again.

At this time the old beggar was on the beach, facing the sea, humming a song.

"There is no fish to eat, there is no car, no one knows the talents, and the universe of the universe is unfortunately unknown..."

Although the old beggar hummed the tune is not very good, but this word is very meaningful, if you are not mistaken, the allusion of "eating no fish, no car" should come from one of the four princes of the Warring States period, Meng Weijun's eater Feng Xuan.

Feng Yan is a native of Qi State, his family was poor since he was a child, and by the time he reached his generation, he was already poor and couldn't open the pot, and others could still gnaw on the old, but Feng Yu didn't have to gnaw on the old if he wanted to, because the old ones had no money.

When Feng Yan was at his worst, he lived by begging for food, and he just wanted food.

Later, Feng Yan heard that Meng Weijun, a great celebrity in the Qi Kingdom, was eager to seek talents, and there were many sages in his family, and of course, there were many idlers among them.

Feng Yan also heard that Corporal Meng Weijun Lixian, as long as you take refuge in him, you will have food and clothing.

Feng Yan then came to Meng Weijun and said, "I heard that Boss Meng likes to recruit talents, so I came to take refuge in you, what do you think of me?" ”

When Meng Weijun looked at this person, he was wearing a ragged clothes, a broken hat, and a broken iron sword at his waist.

So, Meng Weijun asked Feng Xuan: "Mr. Feng, what are your hobbies?" ”

Feng replied, "I don't have a hobby. ”

Meng Weijun asked again: "What talent do you have?" Have you ever been on the Walk of Fame? ”

Feng Yan said: "I have no talent, let alone the Avenue of Stars, even I haven't been on the Avenue of Slippery Light, and I have a hard time going to the kang." ”

When Meng Weijun heard this, he almost vomited blood in anger, and was about to bombard him away, when the people around him suddenly whispered: "Boss, don't drive him away, although this kid is a white rice eater, but there is still some use value." ”

Meng Weijun wondered: "Just this ** silk, what is the use value?" ”

"Now the boss wants to recruit the world's wizards, but unfortunately no one advertises for you, if you keep this person with no skills, keep it by your side, are you still afraid that those talented people will not come to you?"

When Meng Weijun heard this, he suddenly felt that it made sense, so he agreed to let Feng Yan stay.

However, the accommodation arranged by Meng Weijun for Feng Yu is quite bad, others live in single-family villas, and almost have separate apartments, but unfortunately Feng Yan lives in a collective dormitory, and there is no independent toilet and bathroom, and three meals a day are also very poor, except for steamed buns and pickles, which are pancake rolls and green onions, who can stand this.

So, one day Feng Yan held his broken iron sword, leaned on the pillar, and held a concert, "Broken iron sword, broken iron sword, let's go home!" There are a lot of fish in the eating wood! (To be continued.) )