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Not far away, Xiandale was chattering about the price, and was happily folding up the colored coat for Haidar to carry, when he suddenly heard a loud quarrel diagonally opposite, among which there was actually the voice of the village chief hurriedly ran over to take a look, the village chief was arguing with a few locals, old and young, especially to one of the teenagers pointing at his nose and scolding, what 'useless things', 'white-eyed wolf' and other scolding saliva. The scolded teenager also scolded with a thick neck and a red face: "If you want to take care of a fart, you sell your things yourself, and I don't care if Lao Tzu is dead or alive" quarreled and argued, both sides began to roll up their sleeves to do it, especially the young man There are still a few thick-skinned and thick-skinned family members here, and they are about to fight when they pull out the iron rod of the courtyard around their waists. As soon as he swung his posture, he knew that he was a warrior who had been trained for many years, and he surrounded the village chief in a half, and no matter how powerful his fists were, he was afraid of four hands.

But the village chief's fists are very different, I saw that he instantly secretly lucked supernatural power, the skin and flesh of his arms suddenly changed, the skin color changed like thick leather, and the thick meat was like a rock, and the strength of the village skyrocketed three times in an instant, far beyond the ordinary 'power of the cow', only to hear the 'bang' palm smashed on the chest of the left family like a cow's hoof, and instantly knocked it away three or four steps on the right side of the house Ding shouted and hit the stick, and he turned his hand around, easily hooked the iron rod and then reached out to buckle the collar of the person, and threw the person out of the distance with a pull, and rolled on the ground several times with a puff. Then he counted his punches and kicks like a fierce bull kicking his hooves, 'bang bang~~' on the arms and bodies of other family members, and the unstoppable force smashed everyone staggered, none of them could take less than two breaths, and all of them were swollen bosses, as if they were really kicked by the powerful brutal bison.

"Do you want to go to war?" The old butler in the back and a few mages who had nothing to do jumped out and shouted: "You are the person from the old tree spirit's side, you~~You~~ You got a boat to fight, don't you skip the word." The hat was buttoned up too much, and the victorious village chief had to be stunned, and when the fire was nowhere to start, Xiandale behind him had already come over and pulled him away: "Oh, don't quarrel with a little child." If it gets bigger, our ship won't be able to leave. ”

The surrounding people also surrounded him, and the angry village chief thought about it again and again, but still suppressed his anger, and scolded his son: "Don't regret it in the future, if you can really have a chance, I will jump into the river" and then scolded and was taken away by Xiandale.

When he returned to the ship, he was angry and sad, and the village chief shut himself up in the gloomy cabin and did not come out until dinner in the evening, when he was sullen and listless. Under the continuous persuasion of Xiandale and Haidar, he slowly explained the cause and effect of this matter, and took out his own wine jar to drink stuffy wine: "I can see that he is not doing well at all, and that demeanor means that he is very depressed." Hmph, he dreamed and dreamed, but it turned out like this. This unsuccessful guy, how did he do this" I don't know if it's resentment or lamentation.

Haidar, who was sitting together, took the initiative to say: "Since he is not living well, let's persuade him to come back." It is inevitable that young people will be strong-hearted, so it would be good to come back for a few years. The village chief on the other side just sighed: "Where did he listen to me?" I quarreled with him again just now, and he must not have seen the coffin without tears. Alas~~~~ Let's talk about it later, tomorrow I will ask where he is, and I'll talk about it later~~~~. Seeing him so contradictory, Haidar rarely volunteered: "I have been staying in the back today and not showing up, tomorrow I will change my dress and pretend to be a foreigner to help you inquire." By the way, find out what exactly he thinks. ”

The next day, the 'merchant Haidar' came to the young man and his party: "Huh, you also sell this kind of thing? Isn't this just produced by Sivanus? What is the quality of your one?" The young man on the other side immediately became nervous, his face was a little uncontrollably red, he was very worried that people said that the quality was like the 'all-natural' products produced in his hometown: "Our ~~~~ have their own characteristics, and the main functions are the same." ”

Fortunately, the sword merchant on the opposite side picked it up and sniffed it and chewed it: "Okay, okay, okay" The appearance of nodding again and again suddenly made people breathe a long sigh of relief, and they also bought two big bags in one go, hired a porter and picked them away, which made the housekeeper guards next to them a little satisfied: "It seems to be good, it would be nice to have a few more guests like this." ”

The boy finally felt hope again, and the haze from yesterday to today was finally cleared up a little. In the evening, after returning to the small hotel of the station, I even drank some wine, hummed and went to the noisy town streets to watch the troubadours and clowns juggling and acting, and enjoyed the lively atmosphere of civilized society.

But the really good-looking performances are surrounded by curtains, and he has to charge money to get in, and he has no money; look at the fancy tailor shop in the west, and want to buy a knee-length robe with beautiful patterns, this thing is sold to foreign merchants at a high price, and he has no money; look at the bustling snack bar in the south, which has fragrant meat noodles, this thing is sold to the sailors on the dock, he ~~~~ He has a little money, but he really doesn't want to take it out. Alas~~~~ It's been almost half a year since I've been here, and I'm not happy to have any money and live a bad life, this ghost day ~~~~

He was struggling to think about whether to use a bowl of noodles to dilute the discomfort of the 'ghost day', when the person behind him suddenly patted him on the shoulder: "Huh, I see you again." You also come out to relax?" Looking back, it was the 'merchant Haidar' who sold things during the day: "I also want to eat noodles, come and come, eat together." ”

The embarrassed young man hesitated for a moment, but was still attracted by the aroma and pulled to the table by the enthusiastic Haidar merchant, and then not only the soup and delicious meat noodles, but also a few plates of hors d'oeuvres, eating and eating, and let the shop serve a plate of local ham, and finally some desserts. All in all, I was very happy to eat, dozens of times better than the treatment at the duke's

After eating, the two had already chatted well, and then the hospitable 'businessman' took him around shopping, and even bought tickets and watched a good burlesque. When the play ended, the night market was almost over, and the two of them chatted on the gradually silent street and walked back: "You're not a local, you listen to your accent like a person from the northeast side of the tree god." How did you come here? ~~~~ was forcibly evicted?"

The boy just sighed: "Alas~~~~ It's hard to say, there's nothing to say." I ran out of my own free will. The 'kind merchant' next to him said, "I don't think you're doing anything here." People everywhere are a little xenophobic, and I feel aggrieved when I live here for a long time. If it's not a big deal, I advise you to go back. It's hard for this place to get ahead and get ahead. ”

The young man who was depressed in his heart said: "But in my hometown, I don't have a chance to mix up a Mingtang hum, at most I can be a village chief, and I can just be a village chief who turns around and paints my face in a place where only birds." It's better to be an ordinary farmer here. The people here eat well and dress beautifully, much more beautiful than the colorless linen clothes in their hometown. ”

Haidar suddenly asked with some emotion: "Have you ever left your hometown before and settled in a foreign country for a long time?" The boy didn't know why: "No, what's wrong? Haydar said with a solemn expression: "I left my hometown when I was a child and settled in several places. But I found out that it was okay for me to stay there for a while, to be a guest. But if you really want to settle there for a long time~~~~Hehe~~~~ You will always feel a kind of barrier, an invisible barrier. Especially when you have to divide the land with others and compete for water. I wasn't a guest then, I was an additional contender. In addition to those stone barriers, there are actually other 'barriers' in every place, very deep barriers, and it may take you twenty or thirty years to break them. ”

"Is it customary not to skip words. The boy asked. But Haidar only replied: "There are others, such as you are an outsider, a lonely outsider, sometimes this is the reason why you are ostracized, and sometimes you are scapegoated by people with ulterior motives." Of course, this is not the case everywhere. It's just that I see that you are depressed, and you must have touched the nail less. ”

The young man's eyes couldn't help but heat up, and he couldn't help but burst into tears: "It's okay~~~." I also have a few good partners. "Having said that, I thought to myself, except for the child who often came to help me, I couldn't find a second 'partner'. With a weak heart, he emphasized: "Besides, I'm still young, and I still have a good chance to make meritorious contributions, and the magic herbs I planted will sell well this time." I will surely be able to make a fortune for the Duke in the future, so that I can be a squire, and if I am lucky, I will be knighted, and then I will be able to live a good life like the people here. It's not a better day than them, it's like the story of Gallo and Hosoline, and I'm going to live as wonderful as he is."

Haidar of the old rivers and lakes sighed slightly in his heart, and had no choice but to say: "I hope so." It's just that from what I've seen everywhere, very few people who have migrated elsewhere have always been able to get ahead, and the proportion of people who are poor is a few percent higher than the locals. It's just that those stories, novels, and sung everywhere only record the stories of these very few successful people, and there are many more people who can only condescend to the middle and bottom, and it's good to mix food and clothing. Alas~~~ Actually, this is a thing~~~~" Speaking of this, I suddenly thought that this situation is not very similar to the scene of 'young turtles entering the water'?

The experience of those who have succeeded, you are spiritual treasures, you are demons. You only record the experiences of the winners, but you never record the outcomes of the losers.

Haidar shuddered.

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