"I don't know what his name is, but the Wei Xingshu you mentioned really didn't come out."

Zhao Rang breathed a sigh of relief and replied:

"Yes, I know!"

It seems that the person who committed the tragedy among the green shirts has been determined to be Wei Xingshu. Zhao Rang was going to use the silver ingots in his arms to buy these clay figurines back. Inquire and inquire, you can't let people pinch it in vain, right?

Unexpectedly, before Zhao Rang raised his hand to dig out the silver ingot in his arms, the old gentleman took two pieces of mud from the divided pieces of mud again.

"Anyone else?"

The old gentleman said without raising his head:

"Of course, it's a lively place every night."

Zhao Rangchai asked:

"I know there are people coming and going on the long street outside, and I'm asking if these two people are from the green shirts."

The old gentleman did not answer, but quickly pinched a lump of mud in one hand. Soon Zhao Rang found out that the person he was pinching in his left and right hands was not a person, and even the gender was different.

The figure on the left wears a long dress, her hair is braided in delicate braids, and her headdress is inlaid with precious gems. The other is a handsome man with a high nose bridge and deep eye sockets, typical of the Western Regions.

The difference is that Zhao Rang feels that the woman on the left has some familiar feelings. But the old gentleman has not finished yet, his facial features are still blurred, and Zhao Rang is not sure.

But the old gentleman seemed to have done it on purpose, and there was only one tail left, but he stopped pinching, and put the woman on the table, and turned to finish the man in his right hand.

"Do you know this person?"

"Or do you only know women?"

The old gentleman asked with a smile in the latter sentence.

Who hasn't been young as a man? Don't look at him now, but a person who can take care of his life in an orderly manner must have been suave and graceful twenty years ago.

"Haha, the old gentleman laughed. But I don't really know this man. ”

Zhao Rang carefully recalled the looks of Hydier and Archiz, and they didn't correspond to this person. The most obvious thing is that the two of them have straight hair, while the clay figure has curly hair.

"Then tell me who this woman is?"

The old gentleman did not tell Zhao Rang the man's name, but asked about the woman.

With vague facial features, Zhao Rang only faintly felt familiar, and he didn't dare to be sure when he looked left and right.

After a long silence, the old gentleman leaned back leisurely and began to smoke a cigarette.

Seeing Zhao Rang's appearance of meditating and scraping his stomach, he felt a little funny, and couldn't help asking:

"Why are you a powerful person so concerned about the affairs of the Tsing Yi Ke? I heard Mr. Li say that you are also the only one who has just arrived in the country of single nights. I didn't have a relationship with Hedier before, right? ”

Zhao Rangshu raised his brows, paused, and explained to the old gentleman:

"Just like Manager Li said, we are all people over there."

The old gentleman shook his head noncommittally, and pushed the half-dried clay figure on the table with a cigarette stick in front of Zhao Rang, meaning that his work had been done, and Zhao Rang could leave the thing.

"Isn't this woman still ready to do a good job?"

The old gentleman had already gotten up and started to clean up his letter-writing stall, and today was more than half an hour later than his previous stall time.

Regarding Zhao Rang's words, the old gentleman only said lightly:

"It was so dark that I couldn't see her face clearly."

Zhao let him know that the old gentleman must be lying.

With his eyesight and craftsmanship, how could he not see clearly? What's more, the door of the Tsing Yi guest house has always been brightly lit until the sky is bright. Since he had seen the woman's dress, he must have seen her face as well.

As for why the old gentleman didn't finish this clay figure, it must be because of this face.

For a while, Zhao Rang's interest in this face had surpassed Wei Xingshu's.

He took this clay figure with vague facial features and substituted almost all the women he knew, but he still didn't find a suitable one.

"I'm going out! Just keep the door closed for me when you leave. ”

The old gentleman said so, where is Zhao Rang embarrassed to continue to stay? Hurriedly took out two silver ingots from his pocket and handed them over, but the old gentleman blocked them with a cigarette stick:

"I am willing to gamble and lose, this is what I lost to you."

It won't look good if you push it around again, so Zhao Rang tied up the two ends of the smock and made it into a pocket, and then put all the clay figurines on the table into the pocket.

It's just that in this way, his black steel knife has lost its cover, and it is clearly exposed.

The advantage of this is that everyone hides far away when they see him, after all, the northwest market is full of small traders doing some small business. The big shopkeeper knows the truth that harmony makes money, and a person walks around the market with a black knife in broad daylight, and these small traders must be how far away they are to hide.

When passing by the shop selling cakes and fried eggs at the mouth of the alley, the shopkeeper shouted a Western dialect to Zhao Rang.

"What is he talking about?"

Zhang San translated:

"He said thank you."

Zhao Rang asked suspiciously:

"But he said more than two words?"

Zhang San explained with some embarrassment:

He meant a special thanks, and he also used honorifics, so it sounded long. But at the end of the day, it's all about thank you! ”

"Oh......"

Zhao Rang responded.

The owner's thanks must have been that he had spent five loose coins on ten fried eggs. In Lotus Lane, it's big business.

Zhao Rang suddenly remembered the child who ate the fried egg, if he could meet him, it would be good to say hello again. If the child's living conditions are better, he may be able to make a name for himself in the future. But living in a place like Lotus Lane, it would be good to be able to run a small shop like that shopkeeper in the future.

Without saying anything all the way, Zhao Rang accompanied the old gentleman out of Lotus Lane.

There are a lot more people coming and going at the mouth of the alley than before, and there is a merchant selling incense pieces directly opposite. In addition to brick tea, the Western Regions like to drink mint tea due to the dry weather. Zhao Rang didn't like this refreshing and cool feeling...... Especially after he drank peppermint tea, he would feel uncomfortable in his stomach and then fart one after another...... www.

It's fine if he's alone, but he has to run errands outside these days, and it's impossible for him to have no one around. So I just quit this peppermint tea and buy some to take home for others to taste when I go back. He's in the north of Dawei, and he's really never seen this thing!

"Where's your stall?"

After retracting his gaze from the merchant who sold incense tablets, Zhao Rang turned his head to the old gentleman and asked.

"Whatever, I paid double the monthly money, and the whole city can be concentrated wherever it is."

Although this is the case, it is definitely better to set up a place to set up a stall every day. Otherwise, customers can't find you and will go to other stalls.

Just write a letter, who to write or not?

Zhao Rang didn't know that in the entire Northwest Market, there was only one old gentleman who could skillfully write Dawei and Western Regions at the same time, so he was so fearless.

After looking for a piece of shade, the old gentleman decided that today's booth would be placed here.

Some people come to work, and no one comes to take advantage of the coolness.

In the small wooden box he carried, there was a small tea table. On top is a purple clay pot and three teacups. At first glance, the style is in the palace of the former dynasty of Dawei, and it seems that the identity of the old gentleman is also inextricably linked with that side.

"Thank you, old man!"

Zhao Rang politely bowed to the old gentleman and prepared to leave, but as soon as he turned around, he saw the beard he met in Taihe Curie.

"You ......"

Zhao Rang was speechless in surprise.

Not because I saw him here, but because his waterfall-like beard was gone at the moment! The bare chin is like a boiled egg!

"It's all thanks to you!"

The beard said gloomily.

"I didn't shave your beard!"

Zhao Rang said with a smile.

"Of course you didn't shave it, but you did it!"

Zhao Rang sighed and said helplessly:

"Then you'll have to at least tell me the ins and outs. If I really caused it, I admit it. ”1

The beard replied:

"Do you remember the young man who was splashed with a cup of milk tea by you in the middle of Taihe, right?"

Zhao Rang nodded and said:

"Yes."

"I remember him being the eldest kid of your market boss, or the most favored one."

Cheek Beard says:

"Not bad. So after being splashed with milk tea by you, he was very angry and wanted to go to his dad to complain! ”

Zhao Rang frowned and asked:

"He went to Daddy to complain, what does it have to do with your beard shaved?"

Hu rubbed his chin and said with a look of regret:

"If his father found out, he would be furious and send someone to catch you and kill you."

Zhao Rang somewhat understood.

It seems that he is still relaxed, and no one bothered him, but it is still the credit of this beard.

"Those people are no match for you and your friends, and if you really do it, you will only be sent to death. If they die, I'll have more to do, so I've got a deal to do with the little boy. ”

Zhao Rang said with a smile:

"The deal is that you have to shave your beard?"

The beard nodded.

"Although it is only for myself, I still want to thank you!"

Zhao Rang said very sincerely.

The beard didn't need Zhao Rang's thanks, he came to ask Zhao Rang how things were going. Zhao Rang and Yuan Mingkong are like two thorns, the longer they stay in the Northwest Market, the more they don't know who they will be tied to...... If you leave a moment earlier, he will live a moment sooner.

"But I see that you and the old gentleman have gone all the way, so you must have done it, right?"

Zhao Rang replied:

"One thing did come to fruition. But the most critical thing has not been done yet. ”

The beard wanted to ask Zhao Rang what he was doing when he came to the market, but he swallowed it back again, because more is better than less.

If you know it, you will always have a concern in your heart, so it's better not to ask.

"Your friend is still in Taihe Curie, and he has drunk three pots of milk tea."

With that, the beard pulled up the scarf around his neck, covering his bare chin and cheeks, and walked to the side with his hands behind his back. 1

Zhao Rang looked at his back and felt cute and funny.

It wasn't until the bearded figure was completely overwhelmed by the flow of people that Zhao Rang walked in the direction of Taiheju, looking a little stunned.