"Sure enough, it worked!"

Touching his youthful face, Cheng Ming had a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Sure enough, as long as you develop it with your heart, your ability to read can be diverse.

touched his long white hair, "Sure enough, I can't do anything about my hair, but forget it, it's okay." ”

Cheng Ming's beard has been shaved off, his young face only has white eyebrows, and his long white hair is crystal clear, reflecting a certain luster, which seems to have a mysterious atmosphere.

It is not the same as the white hair of an ordinary old man.

Dressed in a plain white scholar's robe, with a ponytail casually pulled at the back of his head, with big sleeves fluttering, chic and abnormal.

Three days ago, Xue Rong arrived in the capital, and Cheng Ming also ended his lazy vacation life and quickly devoted himself to the next stage of the plan.

Regarding Xue Rong's speed, Cheng Ming was speechless.

Shandong is less than a few hundred miles from the capital, and he walked for a winter. It was February of the second year, and I entered the capital with a grinding and chirping.

This kid dares not to walk in a straight line, and walks around crookedly, neither like a tour of the mountains and rivers, nor like a person rushing to take the exam, as if he is obsessed with the road, which makes Cheng Ming quite speechless.

Fortunately, there was no weird trouble in the back, and Cheng Ming didn't bother to pay attention to it.

Judging from the information collected these days, the so-called ghost and god phenomenon exists everywhere, and the legend of treasures is not uncommon, but there are not many who have actually seen it with their own eyes.

Moreover, it is impossible to tell how many of these stories are true and how many are false.

Cheng Ming felt that he couldn't go on like this.

In this era, the common people did not know a few words, and the consequence of lack of knowledge was that they were ideologically biased towards feudalism.

They can't tell which ones are real ghosts and gods, which ones are just coincidences in nature, and which ones are simply liars who pretend to be gods.

When the teahouse was first established, the expansion could not be achieved overnight, and the scope of coverage could only be slowly drawn, and it would take at least six months to a year of development if it was really used.

Cheng Ming obviously didn't plan to stay at home for so long.

And after these days of contact, he has become more and more interested in the world.

All kinds of treasures come from nowhere, and I don't know who just came out.

There are also some strange sects, such as the Hanshan Gate.

He has always remembered this name, and maybe one day on a whim, he will explore it. Maybe it's just waiting for the other party's follow-up to continue to send it to the door.

However, I still care a little about the gate in the mouth of the two clans, but I am not in a hurry.

Money can make ghosts grind, and in civilized society, the power of money has been proven time and again.

The task of spending money to buy soil in the teahouse has aroused the enthusiasm of a large number of customers, and there is an endless stream of people pushing carts to sell soil every day.

In less than three months, Shengsheng has built a large flat area under the teahouse.

According to Cheng Ming's estimate, in another half a month, the teahouse will be the size of Wucheng.

In today's sealing space, there is a little more change.

Just above the gazebo on the trestle, a figure with white smoke condensed was holding a bag in his left hand and constantly pulling out compressed air in his right hand.

Each cloud of air emits a soft sound, and when it bursts, a breeze is formed that blows through the entire space.

There are gradually some ripples on the surface of the lake, and the dull scenery is a little more lively.

【Purple Smoke Trooper】

It can condense up to 1,100 birds, follow simple instructions, and control up to 200 birds with fine operations.

The smoke soldier is condensed from smoke, and has nothing on him, so there is nothing to pay, and the equivalent substitution is not established, so he can unilaterally and indefinitely withdraw.

Cheng Ming set the target of the extraction as the outside world, and the air extracted each time was 1,000 cubic meters of compressed body.

The energy released is automatically absorbed by the sealed space, and the time speed zone is used to slow the release, and there is no possibility of explosion.

In this way, not only does it solve the problem of fresh air in the space, but it can also absorb the energy when the air bomb explodes, and slightly make up for the exchange value of bankruptcy.

The excess exhaust gas is directly absorbed and converted by the sealing space, and it is also turned into exchange value.

Kill three birds with one stone.

Everything was ready, and after looking back at the lively teahouse, Cheng Ming smiled slightly, his figure flashed, and disappeared directly.

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Beijing, Nancheng, Kushui Hutong.

As soon as the sky was hazy, the oil and salt shop opened, and the young man rubbed his eyes and hung up the signboard, swept the floor with a sigh of anger, and looked inside from time to time, as if he was waiting for something.

Sure enough, after a cup of tea, a shout came from inside:

"Second baby, drink rice soup!"

"It's coming!"

The young man threw the broom and rushed in.

The chubby shopkeeper inside wore an apron, held two large bowls in his hands, and glared: "Work and be lazy, why did I call you out?" Can't you sweep the floor to the end? ”

The young man said with a sad face: "Second uncle, I'm hungry, you forgot, you punished me for not being allowed to eat last night, I was hungry all night." ”

The shopkeeper snorted, "At a young age, why aren't you hungry at all." I think back then, when there was a shortage of chickens at home, I was ......"

The young man hurriedly took over the conversation: "You haven't eaten for more than ten days, and you saved my mother with your own rations." Second uncle, you've said this many times. ”

The shopkeeper glared, and the bowl in his hand was placed on the small table: "I'm asking you to be a little prepared, so that you won't be comfortable in the famine year in the future!" ”

The two joked a few words, and one poured it in with a large bowl of rice soup.

Then, in the anticipation of the young man's eyes, the shopkeeper brought out a small basket from behind him, in which were placed two dough cakes.

The young man hurriedly grabbed one and took a bite, and a smile immediately appeared between his eyebrows.

The shopkeeper said in disgust: "Look at your virtue! If you are young, you can get it by drinking some rice soup, and you have to eat it dry. Did you earn it yourself? ”

"Earn it out, earn it out." The young man nodded and shrank back, as if he was afraid that the shopkeeper would snatch his bread.

The shopkeeper stretched out his hand and grabbed it, glaring at him to frighten him, and the young man hurriedly ran to the side, nibbling twice as fast as the bread.

"Stinky boy, okay! The reaction is a lot faster, and I won't starve to death in the famine year in the future! ”

The shopkeeper laughed and scolded, and he ate slowly.

The two were arguing, when there were suddenly a few knocks at the door, and a strange man wearing a plain scholar's uniform, white eyebrows and white hair walked in.

Seeing this strange man, both of them were stunned.

The white-haired man looked at the two of them, suddenly smiled, turned over his hand and took out an envelope, and said, "Shopkeeper, I haven't seen you for a long time!" ”

The shopkeeper's pupils shrank, and a smile immediately appeared on his face.

"Yo, it's you, the guest officer, please inside, please inside!"

The shopkeeper hurriedly stepped forward to greet him, politely invited the white-haired man into the inner hall, and then closed the door directly.

The young man scratched his head and said in his heart: What happened to the second uncle today? Usually ignore the neighbors who buy oil and salt, but suddenly became enthusiastic, is this a big customer?