Chapter 11: Changing the Image

"Clearance sale, clearance sale, because the lease period of the store has expired and is about to close, so all clothing will be 4% off, no matter how much the original price is, all 4% off the sale!"

"Walk by, please don't miss it, during the event in our store, all clothing and shoes are buy two get one free!"

"You're my little apple..."

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The bustling street is lined with the sounds of advertisements and music, the figures of countless people passing through the streets, and some electric cars and cars moving slowly like turtles in the crowd. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Fang Mo walked here with Li Yuanfang, and the time was 08:49.

At this time, Li Yuanfang was different from half an hour ago, he was no longer the dirty and smelly look.

Half an hour ago, Fang Mo first took him back to his rented house and let him take a hot shower, and then Li Yuanfang changed out of those stinky clothes and put on a shirt and sweatpants by Fang Ji.

Fang Mo is 181cm tall, and Li Yuanfang is a little taller, but he doesn't look too small in Fang Ji's clothes, but he always feels that this style of clothes with Li Yuanfang looks unspirited.

For this reason, Fang Mo specially brought Li Yuanfang here to prepare for his tailor-made selection.

"Little brother, this corn is just ripe, do you want one?" An old man pushed a car with a stove and stopped beside Fang Mo and asked.

"Two of them." Fang Mo didn't think much about it and asked for two corns: "How much?" ”

"Eight bucks." Uncle said.

"Why is the price increasing again? Wasn't it only three pieces and five a while ago? After Fang Mo finished speaking, he took out a piece of ten yuan and handed it to the uncle: "No need to look for it." ”

The uncle's face was inexplicable, he didn't know if Fang G was too expensive or too cheap?

"Eat, cushion your belly." Fang Mo gave a piece of corn to Li Yuanfang.

Li Yuanfang, who had been hungry for a day, took it and didn't care about his image, he just gobbled it up, he was too hungry after escaping all night, and Li Yuanfang originally didn't care if this thing was delicious or not, he wanted to eat it first, however, after eating the first bite of corn, Li Yuanfang was stunned for a moment.

He had never eaten such delicious corn.

In fact, before the Song Dynasty, the Chinese food culture was not really formed, and in the pre-Qin period, there were basically only two meals a day, and according to research, the taste was extremely unpalatable compared to modern times.

In the Zhou Dynasty, there were already five grains of rice, millet, millet, wheat, and soybean, but the first four were very uncomfortable to eat because of the rough grinding technique, and there was a feeling of swallowing sand.

During the Qin and Han dynasties, people's staple food was still beans, in addition to corn porridge, people also invented the pot, although I don't know if I can stir-fry, but because of the dullness of the seasoning, so the taste of the food is still very poor.

In the Sui and Tang dynasties, due to the improvement of wheat grinding technology, noodles that are closer to the modern meaning were born, and baked cakes became popular, but because everything just started, the taste of noodles was still quite rough, and the baked cakes were more like naan cakes, far less than modern shortbreads with oil and sesame seeds, but they were barely acceptable food.

Li Yuanfang's background is the Great Zhou Dynasty under the rule of Wu Zetian, which belongs to the Sui and Tang dynasties, although foreign culture can bring many things such as wine and tea to the land of China, but he obviously has no way to eat modern food.

Therefore, the moment he bit down on that corn, Li Yuanfang almost cried, feeling that he was really eating soil before?

"Eat slowly, it's not enough for me to give you this." Fang Mo seemed to be comforting a child, speechless, he could only give the corn in his hand to Li Yuanfang: "Don't worry, this is just a stomach-padding, I'll take you to a real dinner later." ”

"I've been wondering, is this the Celestial Realm?" Li Yuanfang asked.

He has been observing since yesterday, there is no war in this place, people live in harmony, mainly those magic like technological tools, such as moving iron boxes (cars), big birds (airplanes) that can fly in the sky without flapping their wings, and large walls (advertising screens) that constantly change pictures, and the most amazing thing is that everyone has a small sign (mobile phone) that glows in their hands.

It's a place that has never been described in the legends.

"Yes, yes, this is the Heavenly Realm, a place infinitely far away from the Great Zhou." Fang Mo could only say to Li Yuanfang like this, because he was in a crowded place now, he couldn't tell Li Yuanfang the truth directly, but in order not to reveal the latter's identity, he leaned into the latter's ear and said: "Next, you don't talk much, I will ask you if you have any questions, you just need to answer yes or no." ”

"It's up to you." Li Yuanfang nibbled on corn and nodded.

A few minutes later, Li Yuanfang finished eating the corn, and Fang Mo led him to the first place.

It's a barbershop.

"Cut his hair short, and you can style it freely." Fang Mo instructed the barber and asked Li Yuanfang to sit down in front of the mirror, and he suddenly remembered that it seemed that ancient people would not cut their hair easily, and there was a saying called the parents of the body's hair and skin.

In this regard, he asked Li Yuanfang: "Here, you can't keep long hair, so you have to cut it off next, okay?" ”

"There's nothing wrong with that." Li Yuanfang agreed without much thought, in fact, the Chinese people in the Sui and Tang dynasties were very open, and some people even began to pursue peculiar hairstyles at that time.

"How much shorter?" The barber looked at Li Yuanfang's long hair that was at least half a meter long, and was also slightly surprised, this person keeps his hair so long, it is very different from ordinary people, is it a gangster? But there is a sense of righteousness in this face.

"Zhang Zijian knows, right? Just do it in his image. Fang Mo suddenly had an idea, Zhang Zijian is the actor of Li Yuanfang in the TV series Detective Di Renjie, and he directly repaired a hairstyle like Zhang Zijian, which may be just right for Li Yuanfang now.

"Okay." The barber nodded, and then he wrapped a layer of towel around the back of Li Yuanfang's neck, and as the sound of the hair clipper echoed in the shop, Li Yuanfang's long hair also kept falling to the ground, and the weight was several times more than that of ordinary people.

Ten minutes later, the barber trimmed Li Yuanfang's hairstyle the same as Zhang Zijian's, from the mirror, it smelled of a man, Li Yuanfang also touched the mirror in front of him, this kind of glass mirror did not exist in their time.

"Wow, uncle, you're so handsome~"

In the barber shop, a girl couldn't help but marvel when she saw Li Yuanfang in the mirror, and he looked at Fang Mo who was sitting in the back: "Uncle, is he your son?" Why didn't you inherit one-tenth of your handsomeness? It's not biological, right? ”

"Ahem!" Fang Mo coughed a few times unhappily, and deep down in his heart, he wanted to strangle this girl directly, but if a good man doesn't fight with a woman, it doesn't matter.

In the end, the barber cleaned Li Yuanfang's head, under the light of the barbershop, that kind of black and shiny hair is simply a sight, this is not a special effect, there is no need for DUANG at all!

This time, the haircut cost Fang Ji almost sixty yuan, but he didn't care, now his money was all extorted, and he didn't feel distressed at all when he squandered it.

After leaving the barber shop, Fang G immediately took Li Yuanfang to start going in and out of various clothing stores, trying on various styles of clothing, Fang G considered that what he was going to do next needed Li Yuanfang's contribution, so he tried to avoid some tight ones when choosing clothes, and looseness was the premise of freedom of movement.

Then choose casual clothes, black and loose, with elastic casual pants, white tops, also with enough elasticity, and finally a simple jacket.

A modern Li Yuanfang was born in this way, although it cost more than a thousand, Fang G is still acceptable.

"Let's go." Fang Mo waved his hand at Li Yuanfang, and he led Li Yuanfang to the next destination, although countless beauties on the road cast admiring glances at this time.

"Next, let me show you what's really delicious in this world."

(To be continued, the third watch is over, continue tomorrow, ask for collection)