Chapter 142: Wind and Rain (2)

"Alas...... I originally thought that the antique market in Gallic City was over, but I didn't expect Binyang to be even more so, is this treating us all as singing......"

"Those who sing opera, those who sing operas still have money to get, we might as well sing operas."

"Okay, not yet, it's good to have a living, and you don't know it......"

Three small traders with strange gadgets in their hands gathered together to complain and vent their stress.

As outsiders who have just arrived in the city, what they experience is not life, but real survival.

At this time, a very ordinary person dressed in a very ordinary dress walked over.

"Three old brothers, may I ask where Brother Huangya has been here recently?"

"Brother Yellowtooth?"

The vendor with the blue jade shook his head, "I haven't heard of it, we just came here recently. ”

A vendor next to him touched the bronze teapot in his hand, "You said big yellow teeth?" ”

The eyes of the people in the market lit up, and he felt that there was a play, so he deliberately walked in and gestured with the vendor holding the teapot.

Unexpectedly, the vendor with the teapot shook his head, and he stretched out his long-sleeved hand to shake it with the market.

The trader with the blue jade in his hand glanced at it a little confused, but the old Jianghu next to him understood that the two were talking about the price.

"Ahem."

The vendor with the teapot coughed lightly, and although he didn't say anything, he looked like he was satisfied with the price from his slightly concealed look.

"Big Yellow Tooth is developed, he sold a rare treasure, and suddenly became a rich person, so naturally he didn't come here."

The vendor holding the teapot said with some envy: "It is said that I went back to the countryside to enjoy the blessings, and when I left, the scenery was tsk, tsk." ”

After he finished speaking, he licked his lips and finally sighed softly, "As for where it went, no one should know." ”

"How could it be ......?"

The people in the market thumped their chests and felt a little regretful, "I came thousands of miles to find Brother Huangya, but I didn't expect it to be one step away...... Alas......"

"Brother also fled the famine?"

The vendor's eyes lit up as if he had seen a companion, "Where did you come from?" How's it going? I wonder what happened in Gaul? ”

"Gaul? It's not like that......"

The people in the market smiled bitterly, "Alas...... It's hard to put into words. ”

With that, he clenched his fists and turned to walk in the other direction.

Something like this happened several times at the same time in the entire antique street, and all kinds of people used different excuses to find out the news of Big Yellow Fang.

Wang Xu sat in a dark room, silently waiting for news.

This is a dark spot in the cloth shop in the ninth stream of the market.

The cloth shop is an organization specializing in the operation of news, and its personnel are often from the ninth stream of the market, such as painting workshops, green houses, wine shops, etc., and sometimes the source of the news cannot ensure the full truth.

However, unexpected news is often obtained.

He glanced at the steaming tea on the table, but did not take it, but sat quietly.

Squeaky.

The door opened, and out came a man with an ordinary face and an extremely ordinary dress.

"The news is all on paper, and it is up to your own judgment whether it is true or false."

After he finished speaking, he silently put a paper tube on the table, and then turned around and left without any delay.

Wang Xu made a move with his hand, and the paper tube flew in front of him out of thin air.

Syllable.

There was a crisp sound, and the paper tube cracked, revealing the note inside.

After Wang Xu took it, he took a look at it, rubbed it with his hand, and walked out.

"The master of the house......"

The door to the dark room closed quietly.

"Do you want to check?"

"No, our cloth shop can gain a foothold in Binyang, the most important thing is that we are self-aware, only check the nine streams of the market, and never check the officials and nobles, you must not forget this."

on the carriage.

Wang Xu thought about the news he got from the cloth shop.

According to their spies, Big Yellow Fang had disappeared from the antique street a week earlier.

It is said that when he left, his face was red and beaming, and it did not look like he had been forced or something had happened, but on the contrary, he was probably making a fortune.

Moreover, someone heard a female voice inside the door of Big Yellow Fang's room.

Therefore, the judgment of the cloth cloth shop is that this person is likely to suddenly make a windfall, and then found the object of his heart, so he returned to his hometown to get married.

Knock, knock, knock......

Wang Xu knocked on the handrail, thought about it carefully, and found that it seemed reasonable, but there were a few points that could not be explained.

Big Yellow Tooth made a windfall, so someone must have taken the money to buy something, and it wasn't a small amount of money.

Because Big Yellow Tooth is not a man without money.

Although this person is generally not visible, Wang Xuke has seen his treasury, and the inventory and accumulation in it are already comparable to those of ordinary wealthy businessmen.

If this person wanted to, he would have been able to go home and enjoy Qingfu a long time ago, and the reason why he didn't have such a choice was because this person was greedy for money, so it was difficult to be satisfied.

As for women, it's even more interesting, what kind of woman can make a person who has a hidden disease in his body and is a good man change his sex.

Although the big yellow teeth are used to covering up, but Wang Xu is a master of the inner family, he saw at first glance that this person's cold air has entered the internal organs, and the time has been long, although there is no worry about life, but the hidden disease is left.

How can there be a woman in the family with such a person.

"Yue Fu ......"

Just when Wang Xu was thinking, the carriage happened to pass by a music workshop.

It seems that the music fang has just been built, and the flow of people is not very large, but from the perspective of the people who come and go, they are all rich and noble people, and it seems that the operators of the music fang have not put this land in vain, and they are still very smart.

This was the mansion of Yuefu before Wang Xu first came, but now it is already a place of sound and lust, which is also interesting.

"Who is it...... Corpse Soul Mansion, or Nine-Story Building, or someone else. ”

Wang Xu smiled, however, no matter who it is, today is different from the past, as long as there is no one who enters the chrysalis path, it will be useless to come.

Moreover, he also hoped to get some news from these people again, after all, he only knew that he was in the stage of enlightenment now, but after that, his eyes were black.

Wang Xu closed his eyes slightly, and saw a hazy black mist appear around him, and his body was like a whirlpool, swallowing up the black mist that spread out.

These days, he has roughly discovered the pattern, every day of the hour and the hour, there will be a black mist filling out, which is also the source of replenishment of the magic knife.

At any other time, the Magic Knife is dormant unless he actively awakens.

Just when he was about to arrive at Jifu, Wang Xu stopped the carriage, "I'll go the rest of the way myself." ”

The coachman remained respectful, deaf to matters other than his own, "Yes, sir. ”

He came over and silently pulled the curtain to let Wang Xu get out of the car, and when Wang Xu's figure disappeared into the distance, he got back into the carriage and turned back.