Huang Rong laughed in a low voice: "Sister Mochou, do you remember the fat man who talked to us a few days ago?"

Li Mochou thought about it for a while, and hesitated: "You mean the rich one outside the hospital, the one who wants to invite us to dinner?"

Huang Rong nodded, and said with a smile: "That person can't spit out ivory in his mouth, so he naturally wants to collect some money." ”

Li Mochou's eyes widened, and he said in surprise: "Rong'er, this jade pendant is ...... you stolen" Before he finished speaking, he was covered by Huang Rong's mouth.

Huang Rong glared at her and snorted, "Senior brother taught me." ”

When Li Mochou heard this, he couldn't help but think of a figure in his mind, and said, "He taught you to steal...... I don't believe in taking things from other people. ”

Huang Rong was speechless, her eyes rolled, and she had no choice but to say: "Senior brother said that ill-gotten gains, for the wealth of the rich and unkind, can be taken, you don't believe it, the next time you see him, you ask him yourself." ”

After speaking, he turned to the guy and said, "Man, how much is this jade pendant worth?"

The guy hesitated.

Huang Rong immediately said: "Don't lie to me, this jade pendant is transparent in color and warm in hand, it is a high-quality jade, if you maliciously bargain, I will go elsewhere." ”

When the guy heard this, he smiled bitterly in his heart, but he didn't dare to bully the two little girls who didn't understand, so he lowered the price indiscriminately, so he had to say: "This jade can only give you three hundred taels." ”

At the end, he added, "And it's only when you die." ”

Huang Rong estimated it in her heart, and also felt that it was about the same price, her father was Huang Yaoshi, and he appreciated antiques, so he naturally had a set, and Huang Rong also knew a little bit about it.

However, she still bargained with her buddy and raised the price to three hundred and thirty taels.

Huang Rong happily carried the silver ticket and walked out of the pawnshop with Li Mochou.

Then the two of them went to the shops in the town to buy some things, and then went to buy some sets of men's gowns, and other things.

Immediately after, the two took their things and found an inn, intending to rest in this inn.

Huang Rong and Mu Nianci, holding large bags of things in their arms, just walked into the inn with their feet raised, and a person who came in front of them almost bumped into them.

Huang Rong has been spoiled since she was a child, and her temperament is a little coquettish, so she shouted: "How do you walk? Don't you look at the road?"

The person on the other side was also stunned for a moment, and after looking at the faces of the two, he was stunned again.

Li Mochou stopped Huang Rong from speaking again, and said humbly to the man: "Son, forgive me, my sister is open-mouthed, but she has no malicious intentions." ”

Huang Rong pouted and didn't say anything.

The man had a slender body, a complexion like jade, sword eyebrows, a white robe, a folding fan in his hand, a handsome young man, this person saw Li Mochou apologize, came back to his senses, and said with a smile: "Girl, it's okay." ”

Huang Rong snorted, she saw that this person was oily and powdery, her eyes were rude, and she didn't like him, and hummed: "Since it's okay, can you give up a place and let us in." ”

When the boy heard this, he hurriedly turned to the side and said, "Naturally, naturally." ”

Then he said, "Two girls, do you need help?"

Huang Rong ignored him, raised his feet and walked inside, but Li Mochou glanced at him slightly apologetically, and said softly: "Thank you, son, don't bother." ”

This boy just wanted to say that it was not troublesome, but Huang Rong, who had opened the room over there, had already shouted: "Sister Mochou, hurry up." ”

Li Mochou hurriedly walked inside.

The boy smelled a dark fragrance from his nose, stared straight at Li Mochou who was walking upstairs to the room, and murmured, "Mochou...... Don't worry, good name. ”

The subordinate next to him was stunned when he saw his son-in-law, and couldn't help asking, "Young master, do we still want to go out?"

The boy came back to his senses and said casually: "Don't go out, let's rest here for one night." ”

Then he walked to the counter and said to the innkeeper, "Shopkeeper, open me two upper rooms, which will be opposite these two girls just now." ”

The shopkeeper's face was embarrassed.

The boy waved his hand directly, and the subordinate next to him directly took out a piece of silver and put it on the counter.

The shopkeeper's eyes lit up, and he suddenly smiled: "No problem, Xiao Er, take these two guest officers, please upstairs." ”

The second child came over and led the two upstairs.

......

Zhangjiakou, the north-south passage, the place where the fur is distributed, densely populated, and the city is prosperous.

On this day, at the gate of Zhangjiakou, a young man riding a little red horse came.

This young man has bronzed skin, a tall figure, thick hands and feet, and a simple face.

The young man dismounted, took the little red horse in his hand, and entered the city gate.

The young man looked around, he had never been to such a big city, and he had never seen so many traders gathered together, but seeing that everything was fresh, he led the horse and walked slowly, he couldn't go fast, there were too many people on the street.

The young man grinned, looking here, looking there, passing by the street showman's place, stopping and sticking out his head for a long time, and cheering a few times.

After leading the horse and shopping for a long time, the young man's stomach suddenly became a little hungry, so he looked for a big restaurant.

Xiao Er saw that he was dressed, obviously from the north, and said with a smile: "There are all kinds of good wine and good food in our store, what do you want from the guest officer?"

The young man patted the little red horse and said with a smile: "Little second brother, I bother you to get me some good forage for this horse." ”

Xiao Er nodded, "Don't worry, guest officer, you will definitely take care of your beloved horse." Then he asked people to lead the little red horse to the backyard and take care of it.

The young man then ordered nothing else, but ordered two catties of beef and a few flatbreads, bowed his head and munched on them, only to feel that the food was very sweet.

Xiao Er looked a little depressed.

The young man had eaten and drunk enough, rested for a while, settled the account, and then led his horse away.

He's going to join some of his masters.

......

Zhongdu, the mansion of the six princes.

In the small courtyard, Yang Kang stood bent, and a Taoist priest holding a dust whisk in front of him was talking.

This Taoist priest is the Changchun Ziqiu Chuji, the seventh son of Quanzhen, Qiu Chuji looked at the disciple in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "Soon, the date of the martial arts competition is approaching, this is not only about your master's face, but also about the reputation of the Quanzhen Sect, you must prepare me well." ”

Qiu Chuji's personality is like fire, jealousy and hatred, but at the same time he is competitive and competitive, so he attaches great importance to this competition in the Drunken Immortal Building and the bet with the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan, and specially advises himself as a disciple.

Yang Kang grew up in the palace since he was a child, and he naturally did not leak a drop of water to people and things, facing the master, he was humble and sincere, and nodded: "Yes, master, don't worry, the disciple will not let you down." ”

Qiu Chuji looked at the disciple in front of him, who was a talented person, and he was also secretly satisfied.

For Yang Kang's martial arts, Qiu Chuji personally taught, and also knew that this disciple had some preferences to enjoy, but fortunately, he was obedient and accepted supervision, it was not a big deal, thinking about the news from Zhiping, the descendants of the Guo family in the desert, but the martial arts were much inferior to his own disciple.

(End of chapter)