After Yu Qinglin finished watching the conversation between the two women, he looked in all directions, they seemed to be ordinary people, he had to hide the Crane Wing Sword, Yu Qinglin felt that there was no fluctuation of internal force in this land.

He hid the sword in a deep mountain and old forest, he glanced at the crane winged sword, smiled, maybe, will come back to find your "winged sword". After a moment of silence, he felt the need to change his clothes and follow the customs, thinking that he had to follow this law of the earth. Hmm! Internal force cultivation, put aside for the time being, he first looked for a job, observed around for a while, and roughly understood the law of life.

The next day.

Beichen Sixth Ring Road, Happiness Street.

In the Beichen Market, the vehicles of Xuanqi and the pedestrians passing by all kinds of paint signs have withered away, and occasionally a few monotonous neon lights flutter. Men and women working in the office, children after school, elderly people shopping for groceries, and all kinds of dusty people make this gray sky look more and more dull.

Perhaps, in such a Beichen metropolis, such a block, like a stain on oneself that people despise the most in their hearts, only hope that there has never been.

Near the low wall of the crossroads, there is a man who is leisurely doing things that look dishonorable in the eyes of others.

This is a young man selling spicy hot, wearing a black shirt and sweat and spicy sauce all over his body. Below is a pair of grey summer shorts wearing the popular Slippers in the fabric of the Person's Drag.

The young man's hair is a little messy, but he has a handsome face that is slightly old, and his facial features are still upright. If you look closely, there is a modern masculinity. It's a pity that no matter what his appearance is, the young lady who walks by on the street won't look at him more, because he is just a young man who sells Malatang.

The young man put the vegetarian vegetables and meat skewers that have just been scalded in the hot water pot and put them aside, the weather is relatively hot, and it is easy to scald, but it is difficult to sell them, although one yuan and two skewers are already very cheap, but in a whole day, they only earned a few hours, just enough to eat three meals.

However, the young man was not much depressed, but sat on the small bench behind him with a satisfied and leisurely expression, looking at the various pictures of the traffic, such a scene, as if the scenery had never been busy.

"Old Ash, it's time to hand over the money you promised a few days ago," a hooligan-like noise suddenly appeared next to him.

The man who came over looked to be under thirty years old, dressed like a lewd male street gangster, the first bald man who came out, with a gold chain around his neck, wearing large trousers, a somewhat fat face, and a cigarette in his mouth.

"This ......" Old Ash made a bitter face, "My uncle, look at the weather, look at the hot day, how can I pay if I have no business." ”

"I said old gray, don't be embarrassed, if it weren't for our strong brother covering you, your stall would have been wiped a long time ago," said a small low threat and sycophant.

The little gangster who was called Brother Qiang was very proud, grinned and patted the little man on the back, and said to Lao Ash: "Today's protection fee, whether you give it or not, I must get the protection fee, otherwise, I will lift your stall now!" After speaking, he picked up a bunch of cabbage, chewed it twice, and threw the remaining half on the ground.

Old Ash, who was at a loss, was desperately touching the stack of paper money in his pocket, and was about to spend it like this, it was the money for the medicine for the treatment of the boss at home, how could he just "compromise" these local gangsters.

"I'll give you money" The young man who was selling Malatang on the side suddenly came over, took out a few pieces of money from his pocket that he exchanged last night, which didn't add up to a lot, handed it over, and said unhurriedly: "That's it, Lao Ash is old and needs money urgently, you can also give some conscience." “

The little thug smiled hehehe, stretched out his hand to take the front of the hand, and handed it to the little man behind him, "Yu Qinglin, you still have to pretend to be a good person like this, and your protection fee hasn't been paid yet!"

Yu Qinglin was puzzled, frowning, as if today was the first day he came here! Looking at the few people in front of him, a good person, what kind of bad people are he doing? He didn't want to cause more trouble for the first time, he said lightly: "Then tomorrow, I will hand it over." ”

"This is not bad, I am not a person who makes no sense, everyone cooperates well, I protect your stall, you pay me money, it is a matter of course, I will come and collect you tomorrow." After saying that, the thug took two followers and swayed to find other small stalls.

Old Ash didn't know how to be grateful to this young man at this time, and looked at Yu Qinglin with a little bitterness, "Xiaoyu, why are you bothering, you help me pay money to those little gangsters, how embarrassing is this?"

"Old Ash, don't say that, when I first came here today, you told me a lot of sinister things, this place is not familiar to me, I haven't met a person to talk to until now, and you, my benefactor, will of course help you. ”

"You young man, what do you say, you are from other places, you have to follow the customs," Lao Ash knew that he couldn't say anything about Yu Qinglin, so he could only be silent.

Yu Qinglin smiled naturally, he smiled very calmly, but he was very sincere, and he was not affected by the gangsters just now, "Old Ash, how is your wife's condition?"

Old Ash was full of gratitude: "Thank you for your concern, now the examination is almost good, and I am taking medicine"

"Oh, that's good, I wish her a speedy recovery"

Yu Qinglin looked at the old gray and said a blessing.

Old Ash smiled bitterly These days, he has always been charged by these little gangsters, no matter what, isn't this how the life of the poor lives!

Yu Qinglin continued.

"Actually, it's a good day like this, it's not bad to sell Malatang, it's simple and not very tiring, and you can eat with a mouthful"

"You ......" Lao Ash said very depressedly: "Xiaoyu, you are also a young man in your twenties, other young people in this city are working hard to move forward, you don't have a girlfriend now! ”

Yu Qinglin saw that Lao Shen was worried about himself, the corners of his mouth showed a slight bitterness, he was not in a hurry, but never, he never thought about it at all!

After nightfall, Yu Qinglin was going to put away the spicy stall first, after all, on the first day of setting up the stall, he had to be familiar with the environment, and pushed the three-wheeled spicy car back to the sour and smelly small apartment he rented last night.

Small apartment, I don't know how many years the house is, this dilapidated house, I heard that you have to pay 2 every month, and there are not many people living in it, so it will become so cheap. Yu Qinglin is not worried about whether it will fall down like everyone else, he will live when he sees that it is cheap.

The furnishings of Yuqinglin's house are very simple, almost all of them are second-hand goods, beds, cabinets, chairs, and a small TV.

After Yu Qinglin pushed the spicy hot car in his hand into the cabin, he looked at the calendar hanging on the wall, calculated the time, and suddenly thought of one thing, and immediately went to the toilet.

In less than three minutes, after taking a cold shower, after walking out of Yu Qinglin, his healthy yellow skin, the lines are prominent, and each muscle is not particularly prominent, but as long as you look closely, you can feel a hidden masculine beauty!

Yu Qinglin walked to the wooden cabinet next to the bed, he touched his short hair in distress, looked at the messy clothes in the wardrobe, and after choosing a few, finally, put on the white short-sleeved shirt at first sight, wore a pair of black sweatpants on the lower body, and still had slippers on his feet.

After walking out of the door, Yu Qinglin went straight to the most prosperous commercial street in the North District, which is also the only North Street in the dilapidated North District that can show his hand, and is called "a prosperous street" by the people.

North Street.

The night market life spreads in the glittering lights, colorful skirts, and the smell of various perfumes come to the nose, and as soon as you enter, the atmosphere around North Street is swept over.

Yu Qinglin didn't blatantly peep at the thighs of those women wearing sexy legs like everyone else, but walked directly to the door of a coffee shop called "Yongji".

The sign of the Forever Coffee Shop is not too big, it is a medium-sized coffee shop with a bit of warmth, and the yellow light flashes and lights up the sign at the door.

After Yuqing entered the Lin coffee shop, he sat down along the wall to the table and chair in the corner.