The streets of the capital are three or four times as wide as those in the town, and the dazzling array of items is overwhelming, whether it is the people walking on the road, the shopkeepers, and the hawkers, they are all proud, and those in the villages and towns are different from the humility and modesty, Wen Ming knows that this is from the imperial capital's sense of superiority and pride.

Many newcomers from other places don't even need others to say anything to him, it is such a rushing momentum that makes people ashamed of themselves.

Of course, Wen Ming and Feng Niangzi don't have it, the capital is naturally prosperous, more prosperous than Wen Ming imagined.

Feng Niangzi stopped on the street and sighed for a while: It has changed, but it is still so familiar!

Wen Ming also said in her heart: I'm here and I'm back!

Feng Niangzi found the inn easily, an ordinary inn, and asked for an upper room, 500 wen a night, and the price was moderate. Two lone women with outstanding appearances, appearing here, naturally inevitably take a look, Wen Ming is not afraid, Feng Niangzi is used to it, and she doesn't care.

After resting for a while, the two naturally had to discuss their future plans.

"Aunt Feng, what do you think about the future?"

"First find a good yard to live in, a shop is what we said on the road, naturally it is also a clothing business, but it is to do business in the capital, there is no foundation, I am a little worried, I am not afraid of small fights, I have to be big, I am afraid that I will not be able to hold on without a background." Feng Niangzi voiced her worries.

"Aunt Feng's worries are naturally justified, we must be bigger. Otherwise, why do you need to come to the capital. ”

"However, Aunt Feng's worries are naturally justified, so our business must not conflict with other stores."

"How can this sell clothes without conflict?" Feng Niangzi was very worried, although she came with a lot of energy, but she was not as confident as Wen Ming in the future.

"Naturally, it is possible, besides, what we have to do in the future is far more than just selling clothes, settle down first, step by step, and it will always get farther and farther."

Feng Niangzi knew that Wen Ming had a plan in her heart, and she didn't ask anymore, she didn't know why these days, she was used to hearing Wen Ming, although she was still just a child in her eyes, but there was always an unconvincing power.

The two of them discussed it and went to sleep, and tomorrow they went to see if there was a shop on the street that changed hands, and then rented a suitable yard.

Wen Ming slept a little dazed, the sky was still slightly bright, and there seemed to be some noise on the street early in the morning, so Wen Ming got up, cleaned up briefly, and went downstairs with Feng Niangzi.

I saw that there were people gathered at the entrance of the morning shop across the street.

The little second-hand in the store pulled this thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy.

The boy's disheveled hair, gray and tattered clothes, April day, no shoes, two buns tightly protected in his arms.

Xiao Er grabbed the young man's body with one hand, pulled his head back with the other, and said excitedly: "Everyone can see clearly, this is a thief, be careful when you see it in the future." Little rabbit cub, you don't learn well at a young age, let everyone recognize it well today. ”

People looked disgusted and began to whisper.

The young man's face was clearly presented in front of everyone's eyes, his eyes were a little evasive, but his expression was still unyielding.

Xiao Er saw that there were already a lot of people, so he didn't grab him to show the public, threw it to the ground, the young man was ready to stand up and run, Xiao Er casually picked up the stick next to him, and slammed it, the young man who had just stood up fell again, carelessly, the bun in his hand also rolled out one, he climbed a few steps on the ground, reached out to pick up the bun back, and then hugged it tightly in his arms.

Xiao Er hit a few more sticks, the young man gritted his teeth, his eyes were fierce and depressed, he didn't say a word, and only protected the bun to death.

Xiao Er didn't seem to be relieved, picked up the stick and swung it at the boy's knee.

Wen Ming quickly crossed the crowd, raised his arm against Xiao Er's arm that went down, separated the two hands he was holding with one hand, grabbed Xiao Er's wrist with his backhand and flipped it violently, the wooden stick rolled to the ground, Xiao Er couldn't help but scream in pain.

Wen Ming quickly let go and said, "Little second brother, it's rude, the bun he took, you see it's enough." By the way, he took out two taels of silver and handed them to Xiao Er.

Xiao Er wanted to scold, but when he saw the silver, he couldn't help it, and when he saw that he was still such a good-looking little lady, he only hurt a little, so he didn't mind, and said kindly: "Girl, don't be kind, this is a bad boy, stealing things!" As he spoke, he also took the silver and hurriedly carried it in his arms, as if he was afraid that Wen Ming would regret it.

There was also a helpful voice from the crowd: "Yes, girl, this kind of person can't help." ”

……

Wen Ming ignored everyone, picked up the young man on the ground, patted the dust on his body, his clothes were torn, and the bruises from the beating were clearly visible, Wen Ming pulled him away.

Leaving everyone's sight, to a secluded alley, Wen Ming stopped and looked at the boy.

The young man looked back at Wen Ming with a wary expression.

"Why don't you fight back?"

The boy was stunned, he thought he should at least ask him why he stole something, but when he asked him why he didn't fight back, the boy's guard relaxed and he spoke.

"I stole something!" The voice is a little low.

Wen Ming nodded with relief, she was not a bad and well-meaning person, but this young man's eyes touched him, he obviously had the ability to fight back, but he was patient, and this patience touched him.

Wen Ming pulled him and continued to walk forward: "If you want to get steamed buns and food, there are many ways, you look at the grandma who sells baked cakes over there, she is very kind, if you go to tell grandma like this, she will give you two, and over there, the uncle who is inconvenient to move tables and chairs, if you go over to help him, and then open your mouth to change two steamed buns, the uncle will also give you ......"

The young man bowed his head and said: "Grandma and Uncle have given me many times, that little second is not a good person, he often scolds people behind his back, and spits in the buns." ”

This made Wen Ming stunned, and I have to say that this young man's worldview is very interesting: good people use good methods, and bad people use bad methods. She can't say anything, she can't be responsible for other people's lives, she can't comment on other people's way of life.

What surprised her even more was the observation of this young man, the grandmother and uncle just now could be seen to be very loving people from their faces and actions.

Wen Ming nodded: "You are very smart, it seems that I am self-righteous." ”

"But there's one thing you're doing wrong!" Wen Ming continued.

The boy looked up at Wen Ming, thinking that she was going to say that she had made a mistake in stealing.

"You shouldn't fail to protect yourself, even if you want to be beaten, you have to be smart, if the stick just now is beaten down and not healed well, your leg may be the same as that uncle."

Wen Ming's words once again stunned the young man: he had seen many bad people, insulting and driving them away. He had also seen many good people, those who gave them money to eat, but those people would not say anything to them, at most they would just sigh: What a pitiful feeling.

But Wen Ming taught him how to get food, although he had already used these methods, she actually said that she wanted him to protect himself, the young man suddenly felt less hungry, there was a warm current in his stomach, he suddenly wanted to cry, although he no longer knew what tears were like.

Holding back his tears, the young man opened the conversation: "My mother is starving to death, and my sister is very cute, but she can't get food and copper plates, and she is about to starve to death." Last night she fainted from hunger and said she wanted to eat steamed buns. He was explaining to Wen Ming why he was stealing.

Wen Ming knew that the young man in front of him who had stolen two buns and knew that he was going to exchange them for beatings would not take a bad road. took out two taels of silver and put it in his hand: "Hurry up and bring the bun back to my sister!" Remember that you owe me four taels of silver, and you will have to pay it back later. ”

The young man looked at the silver in his hand and asked, "Then how will I return it to you in the future?" ”

"I'm sure I'll be famous in the future, and you'll know when the time comes. Come back! Wen Ming didn't let the teenager follow her, because she was not able to take care of the two children at the moment.

The young man took a deep look at Wen Ming a few times and ran away.

"Ah......" Wen Ming patted her head, and suddenly remembered that she had suddenly run away just now and forgot about Feng Niangzi.