Early the next morning, Lao Huang and the farmer finished sorting everything out.

Before leaving, a neighbor joked with Lao Huang: "Lao Huang, Lao Wang, it's closed today!" "

Regarding other people's inquiries, Lao Huang always smiled and said: "I also overheard something about an old friend, so I want to go over and wait for me to come back next time." ”

"No matter what, this store can't be lost."

The person next door nodded: "Okay, I'll ask Lao Wang to have a drink with you when I go back." ”

On this day, a toothless old man, with a simple farmer, carrying a sword case on his back and a golden sword hanging from his waist, walked out of the city......

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