Feng Ping sneezed, then sat up from the bed.

After putting on the cloth shoes next to the bed, taking out the two spell books and money bags in the leather jacket, he took off his coat and replaced it with a coarse linen robe stained with carbon ash.

"It's such a good piece of clothing."

Feng Ping casually threw the leather jacket on the quilt.

If you want to enter the city today, your coat will be stained with blood, and you will definitely not be able to wear it again.

Anyway, it was also a good thing that he spent two taels of silver to buy, so he threw it away, and Feng Ping was still a little reluctant.

"If the old doesn't go, the new doesn't come, so it's time to welcome a new life."

Out of the house, Feng Ping pushed the wheelbarrow in the courtyard, and then threw the money bag and spell book that he touched the corpse yesterday into the bottom of the car, and then filled a whole car full of charcoal, and then set off in the direction of Shuntianfu.

There's always a reason to enter the city, right?

As far as Wang Cheng's virtue is concerned, he is not allowed to search his body today!

Feng Ping pushed the wheelbarrow and got on the official road, and he was very steady along the way.

At first glance, it is a journeyman.

This car is not small and simple, it is not easy to push, and the car will overturn if you are not careful.

Embarking on this road again at this time, Feng Ping's state of mind is very different, and those unrealistic illusions of yesterday have long been forgotten.

His current purpose is very clear, first settle down in Shuntian Mansion, and then find a way to get a Hong Demon Clan larvae, so as to officially step into the ranks of immortal cultivators!

An hour later, Feng Ping arrived at the west gate of Shuntianfu.

At this time, the gate has been opened, and the guard is still yesterday's Wang Cheng. If he has a big holiday, he has a low status, who is on duty if he is not on duty?

Feng Ping parked the wheelbarrow by the city wall, picked up a bundle of charcoal from the car, and took the initiative to come to Wang Cheng.

"Brother Wang, honor you."

The lowest-level city guard glanced at Feng Ping very arrogantly, and then raised his eyebrows, "It's still your kid acquaintance, let it go." ”

When Feng Ping put down the charcoal and was about to turn around and leave, Wang Cheng stopped him.

"Come here."

"Brother Wang, is there anything else?"

"Turn your pockets out."

Feng Ping's heart sank.

Really.

Thankfully, he was prepared.

The pockets were opened, and there was nothing inside.

"You're so poor?" Wang Cheng was a little dissatisfied, and he didn't even have a copper plate.

"It's all on the same jacket I wore yesterday." When Feng Ping said this, he couldn't hide the sadness in his heart, and shook his head in frustration.

"Let's go, let's go!"

can't get any benefits, Wang Cheng doesn't have time to talk nonsense with this charcoal kid, and the New Year's delay will delay his income!

Feng Ping returned to the city wall, pushed the wheelbarrow, and slowly entered the city.

Today's Shuntianfu is still very lively, through the bluestone street at the foot, not far away is the most prosperous vegetable market in Xicheng.

In the past, when he came to sell carbon, he walked the streets and alleys, shouting loudly, the rich and noble don't have to think about it, these people have a special way, and they can't look down on Fengping's car at all.

Turning into Guang Street, the small family there can still spend a few copper plates and occasionally add some charcoal to keep warm.

This time when he entered the city, his goal was still that!

Feng Ping easily got into an alley where only three people could walk in parallel, and when he saw that there was no one around, he turned out the money bag and exercises under the car.

The silver tickets and exercises were hidden in the sackcloth shirt, and the remaining dozen taels of silver were stuffed back under the car.

Then, he pushed the cart of carbon to the door of a family's house, knocked lightly on the door, and walked away quickly.

At about ten breaths, an old man trembled and opened the wooden door that had been eroded, and he looked left and right, but there was no human figure.

"Feng Ping, this kid." Du Shizhou's old face smiled bitterly, and then shouted into the house, "Xiao Xin, come and help push the cart." ”

After a while, a little girl of thirteen or fourteen years old, with pigtails and a flushed face, ran out.

When she saw the charcoal on the car, a strange look flashed in her eyes, "Brother Feng is here?" ”

"yes, it's been more than two months, and I thought he wouldn't survive this winter."

"What about my brother now?" Du Zixin blinked his eyes and looked at his grandfather.

"Maybe I'm leaving."

……

Feng Ping walked through the alley and entered Guang Street.

The old man surnamed Du had helped Feng Ping's family in his early years, but that was all "his" business, and Feng Ping could just help "him" fulfill his wish.

It's best to be alone.

He came to the Tongbao Money Village on Guang Street, exchanged a silver ticket for ninety-five taels of silver, and then found the snake head here, and spent sixty taels from him to buy a shop that had been idle for many years.

It took ten taels of snakeheads to help him get the household registration of Shuntian Mansion.

At this point, Feng Ping can be regarded as settling down.

There are some things that he can do.

For example, at present, this small shop of 20 square meters can be taken from the original owner for a maximum of forty-five taels.

But if you do that, you won't want to do business in the future.

For another example, if he goes to a house, he can settle in Shuntian Mansion for only five taels of silver.

Although the extra five taels of silver paid are a lot, it is not a loss to save him from showing his face and selling the snakehead Zhang Mazi to save face.

"You kid has saved a lot of money over the years."

Zhang Mazi sat casually on the threshold of the store, smoking a big cigarette and said.

"Three generations of grandparents and grandchildren will save this."

Feng Ping took a brief look at this shop, the location is good, it is located at the top of Guang Street, and the customer flow is okay.

There are two rooms in the shop, separated by wooden boards, and there are stalls selling goods on the outside and people resting inside.

"There are indeed few people who do your job and don't die of tuberculosis, so it's not bad to change careers as soon as possible."

Zhang Mazi has known Feng Ping for some years, and the other party has sent him charcoal a lot over the years.

Although it's not worth a few dollars, this kid is sensible and has vision, and he doesn't need to deliberately make things difficult.

When the head of the snake is not a gangster, the behavior of bullying and dominating the market will not last for a long time, and it is easy to be targeted by the officials.

Therefore, in any line of work, pay attention to harmony and wealth.

"In the future, Brother Zhang will have to take care of it." Feng Ping stood outside the store and arched his hand.

The other party sat on the threshold, and it was not easy for him to get in.

"It is necessary to take care of it, and you can be regarded as the one I grew up watching." Zhang Mazi spat out a smoke ring and continued, "By the way, have you been fifteen weeks old?" ”

"It's full, I've been to Dengxian Pavilion yesterday, and my talent is limited, so I can't get qi into my body." Feng Ping sighed, "Hey, that's why I abandoned my family today, brought the savings of my ancestors and grandchildren, and came to Fucheng to eat." ”

Zhang Mazi raised his head, looked at the thin black boy in front of him, and comforted: "Everyone is good at cultivating immortals, but not everyone can cultivate immortals." It's okay, relax, look at your brother Zhang, you don't look like a human. ”

Feng Ping was slightly surprised.

I didn't expect the snake head in front of me to have such an awareness.

But after thinking about it, the other party is in his thirties, and he can go from the bottom gangster to the head of the snake on the street, which can be regarded as capable.

"I know."

"By the way, have you figured out what business to do?"

"Not yet."

Seeing Feng Ping shaking his head, Zhang Mazi paused, and said, "I have a rich business here, do you want to do it?" ”

"Please also ask Brother Zhang to teach me."

"The business of the Immortal Family! Do it or not?! ”