Chapter 6: Apprenticeship
"Imp! Can you speak?! As for that scumbag, he also deserves to be compared with Sister Qiuxue? β
"Oh? Is it really different? β
Su Hang paused, and then under the angry gaze of the little winter melon, he said slowly to Qiuxue,
"You feel like you've been hurt, so you're drinking here, drinking like crazy, and even beating people, aren't you hurting everyone the same?"
"How can thisβhow can this be the same? Sister Qiuxue is, but it's ......"
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"Maybe the reasons are different, but they are also hurting other people's hearts with impunity, what is the difference?"
When Qiuxue was stunned, Su Hang first pointed to the little winter melon, then pointed to Junbao, and finally pointed to the Buddha Xiaolou and the people:
"I actually envy you very much, when you meet in Pingshui, you can meet so many friends who really care about you.
It's a pity that you don't seem to cherish it at all, but you have to learn from that selfish guy, and you have to break everyone's hearts before you are willing to ......"
At Su Hang's signal, Junbao opened his hand lightly, and Qiu Xue's strength to struggle seemed to be taken away in an instant, shrunk softly in the corner of the wall, and began to whimper in a low voice.
Although Su Hang directly said that he cried Qiuxue, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Because crying is a kind of catharsis, emotion, blocked in the heart is the most hurtful, as long as it can be vented, the rest, leave it to time to heal.
Seeing that the effect had been achieved, Su Hang was not too concerned about himself, and stood on tiptoe and whispered in Qiu Xue's ear:
"It's not about who you were before, it's about what kind of person you want to be from now on......
If you've cried enough, cheer yourself up as soon as possible, if you're a true friend, you won't mind being willful. β
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"Little brother, amazing!"
After watching the little winter melon help Qiuxue back to the room, the eyes of everyone in Foxiaolou invariably converged on Su Hang.
"It's just sophistry, if it weren't for this sister who drilled the tip of the bull's horns, I wouldn't have succeeded so easily."
Su Hang was also very happy, after all, in order to impress the people of Foxiaolou with themselves, although the response time just now was short, whether it was words or actions, Su Hang had already deliberated countless times in the transit space.
Now it seems that Su Hang's efforts are obviously worth it, at least, whether it is Junbao or Foxiaolou, everyone has already been impressed by Su Hang.
"Whether it's sophistry or not, if it can be effective, it's a good way."
Daoist Ling was rarely serious, but the next sentence was immediately revealed.
"But Junbao, such a powerful boy, where did you come from?"
Fortunately, Junbao also knew Daoist Ling's temperament, and he didn't get angry, but just patted Su Hang's shoulder and introduced to everyone:
"His name is Su Hang, and he wants to learn martial arts from me."
"Learn martial arts from you?" Daoist Ling looked at Su Hang's small body suspiciously, touched his chin and said, "Really? β
"What's really fake?"
Compared with Daoist Ling, who has never been very careful, the boss of Fo Xiaolou obviously sees it more clearly,
"Not to mention anything else, among those of us, who else can be better than Junbao and Tianbao's martial arts? I haven't seen a few of them anyway.
The skills of the two of them, even those martial arts hall martial artists may not be able to catch up, and the little brother's vision is really good. β
"I think so too," Su Hang nodded, adding, "From today onwards, I will live here with Master Junbao, Uncle Boss, is there still a room here?" β
"Yes, of course!"
Fang Cai Junbao and Qiu Xue played so ping-pong, and no one came out to see the situation, so it can be seen that there must be a lot of vacant rooms in Foxiao Building.
"However, little brother Su Hang, if you live here alone, won't your family worry?"
"Family?" Su Hang shook his head, showing a somewhat sad look, "My family is not in this world, and as for the rest of the uncles and uncles, they are thinking about that little family property all day long, and they can't be regarded as my family for a long time." β
"I'm sorry, I lost my words."
The boss hurriedly apologized, Su Hang waved his hand, and said with a smile:
"It's okay, I'm used to it.
What's more, it has always been my dream to be chivalrous and righteous, and it is not bad now. β
"I didn't expect you to be so open-minded at a young age, compared to some people, it's far behind."
"Why are you all looking at me," Daoist Ling said dissatisfied, seeing that everyone was looking at him with disdain, "Am I not open-minded? β
"Huh!" Γ4
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After laughing for a while, Su Hang took out a small one-foot-square box from his arms and gently placed it in front of the boss:
"By the way, I was in a hurry when I ran out, so I didn't bring much silver taels, can Uncle Boss help me exchange it for cash?"
"No problem, leave the things to me, little brother Su, you can rest assured."
Now that Su Hang has been recognized by everyone with his performance, the boss naturally won't mind helping a little.
"Hey, let me see what good stuff is in here."
Daoist Ling curiously stretched out his hand and directly opened the box.
"Huh? What is this? It's pretty pretty. β
The box contains a hemispherical transparent cover, and inside the cover is a small transparent round table, on which there is a pair of cute little people.
"This is called a music box, and it is a specialty of the Far West."
As he spoke, Su Hang tightened the clockwork under the box, and then let go-
Ding Ding Dong Ding Dong, Ding Dong, Ding Dong Ding Dong......
The round platform rotated slowly, and the two mini figures standing opposite each other also slowly rotated with the round platform.
For a while, only the sad and melodious music flowed in the hall.
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"Uncle boss, how much do you think this music box can be worth?"
When the clockwork was finished, Su Hang asked with a smile.
"I haven't seen this music box, and the specific price is really hard to say,"
The boss pondered for a moment, then shook his head and said,
"But no matter what, it shouldn't cost less than fifty taels."
"Fifty taels? So valuable?! β
Daoist Ling felt a little incredible, you must know that Foxiao Lou is one of the best restaurants in the city, and the man's monthly money is only about three dollars of silver.
In other words, the folks of Foxiaolou need to work diligently for about fifteen years without eating or drinking, so that they can afford to buy this small music box.
"What's more, if it's those rich ladies and ladies, I'm afraid the price will be higher, if it's just this one, it's not surprising that it can be sold for one hundred taels or two hundred taels......
The boss first rolled his eyes at Daoist Ling, then looked straight and said solemnly to Su Hang:
"Little brother Su Hang, such a valuable thing, you really rest assured that you will hand it over to me?"