As a prosperous capital, in Beiping, there are naturally very few slums, but there are also a few, hidden in the corner of the north of the city, Qingshui Lane is one of them.

It is a small alley near the river, very inconspicuous, there is an old locust tree planted in front of the alley, it has been many years, although the branches are much longer, but the top is bare, and the leaves are hardly visible.

At the end of the alley, there is a jujube tree that is not too big or small.

This jujube tree was planted by Gu Fengyang when he first came, and he lived in a small courtyard on the side.

He was the eldest son of a poor family, he was kicked out of the house at the age of fifteen, and he has been working on his own for five years, and it has been about three years since he moved into Qingshui Lane.

At the time of the autumn equinox, there was an autumn rain, and after all, the chill was swept in.

The rain stopped early the next morning. The sky was bright, and Gu Fengyang got up early in the morning as usual, and after a while, he heard a heart-rending wail outside the door.

"Qian Dayou, dead fat man, don't shout!" Gu Fengyang wiped his face, put on a long shirt, and then opened the door, glared at the fat young man outside the door, and shouted in a low voice, "If you wake up the cuihua next door, you have to point at your nose and scold!"

When Qian Da heard this, he subconsciously closed his mouth, the name "Cuihua" seemed to have a powerful deterrent effect, which scared him so much that the fat on his body trembled a few times.

After a long time, Qian Dayoucai came to his senses, still crying and mourning, the little daughter-in-law seemed to drag Gu Fengyang out of the yard, looked around, lowered her voice, and said, "You look at it quickly!"

Gu Fengyang looked in the direction he pointed, and saw that the dates that were originally hanging on the branches fell one after another because of the overnight rain. These dates have long been ripe and smashed to the ground, inevitably becoming sparse, and most of them are inedible.

"It's just a few dates. "The ancient wind said.

"How many grains are these, dozens, hundreds! A few days ago, I advised you to pick them off as soon as possible, this is good, you don't have to eat!" Qian Dayou complained.

"Who said you can't eat it, it tastes good. Gu Fengyang picked up a rotten jujube casually, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it, and then spit out the core, and then walked outside Qingshui Alley first.

"Let's go, it's time to work......"

Behind him, Qian Dayi stomped his feet and had to follow.

The poor who grew up in Peking never lacked work. But these jobs are also divided into three, six, nine and so on, Gu Fengyang and Qian Da have a lot to do, which is considered to be the best in it.

They are young, in the early years into the foot trade, all rely on strength to eat, in addition to carrying some goods on weekdays, is to pull up the foreign car, take the idle people full of Beiping City blind around.

These days, I can live comfortably.

If you're lucky, you can get a little money when you happen to meet a generous customer. When you have saved enough money, you will go to the lowest kiln to drink flower wine, and you will not live a good life.

"Money is a thing, you don't bring it when you live, you don't bring it when you die, the last three generations of my family are all poor, and when I come to Lao Tzu, I don't want to have half a child!"

Beiping is a place that talks about rules, and there are many rules to do things, and there are naturally many rules for the footsteps of Beiping.

After entering the foot line, you must go to Xinglong Bridge every morning, and the dragon head in the line will arrange the work of the day there.

Xinglong Bridge, is the first bridge in and out of Beiping, not very far from Qingshui Lane, turn through three alleys, cross two alleys, and then walk through a long street, you can see.

When the two walked on the bridge, the sky was just bright, and the number of people on the bridge gradually increased, most of them were busy running around for life.

There were hawkers carrying burdens and shouting as they walked, clerks in uniform who walked in a hurry, and peasant women who had just rushed into the city from the countryside, standing at the head of the bridge in a bit of a panic, helpless.

Occasionally, you can see a few glamorous ladies wearing colorful cheongsams, holding their children to school, passing by proudly, but most of these people are in cars, and walking is only a new and rare thing for them.

And among so many people, there is one person who is particularly conspicuous.

He was an old man, some of whom were old, with silver hair, gray beard, and a gray gown that he liked to wear.

He was blind in one eye, and the other eye was slightly squinted, and he leaned on the white jade lion on the edge of the bridge with his hands behind his back, as if he was sitting, and as if he was standing straight, like an old pine, which could be seen at a glance from afar.

"Do you know how blind Uncle Qiao's eyes are? When he was fighting with others to be the head of the dragon, he was poked blind alive! But he has been the leader for 30 years, and he only lost one eye, and this deal is still a big profit in the end!" Qian Dayou would secretly say every time he saw Qiao Guozhen.

Gu Fengyang ignored him, waved his hand to greet the old man, and said, "Uncle Qiao, it's still early for you today!"

Gu Fengyang is respectful and grateful for this foot-walking leader, and regardless of anything else, the small courtyard in Qingshui Lane alone was transferred to him by this old man at a low price.

"You kid, in the past few years, one day has been earlier than my old man!" Qiao Guozhen heard the voice, turned his head to look at Gu Fengyang, and scolded with a smile.

"That's, it's not like your old spirit!"

"If you are young, if you are hollowed out by wine, you will not live to my age. ”

"Haha, I don't want to live long, maybe I'll be one step ahead of you. ”

Gu Fengyang laughed, and as he was talking, he had walked in front of Qiao Guozhen, Qian Dayou followed him step by step, staring at the blind eye, trembling all over, and then carefully called "Uncle Qiao", then lowered his head and didn't dare to speak.

Qiao Guozhen still squinted, didn't wait for Gu Fengyang to ask, took the lead in opening his mouth, and said: "Today, I left a simple and easy job for the two of you, go to the Happy Forest, take the two distinguished guests, and then send them to the Forbidden City." ”

"That's all the work?" Gu Fengyang wondered, if he was usually a coachman, he would have to fill at least five guests.

"That's it!" With one hand on the stone lion, Qiao Guozhen stood up completely, this old man was a full two heads taller than Gu Fengyang, he patted Gu Fengyang's shoulder, got closer, and said: "Xiao Gu, these two distinguished guests are not simple." I think you'll be very interested in this job!"

"You asked me to pull it, is it a martial artist?" Gu Fengyang was stunned for a moment, and there seemed to be a flash of light in his eyes.

"Now that you know, you have to entertain me, although your feet are not as good as martial arts, you can't lose face!" Qiao Guozhen sat back down, and after speaking, he waved his hand.

Gu Fengyang bowed to him slightly, then greeted Qian Dayou, took the car, and went in the direction of Happy Forest.

After a while, the old man sat down on the stone lion again, squinted slightly, and looked at the young figure who was getting farther and farther away, and his lips between his gray beards moved slightly.

"Xiao Gu, you are not the only one who has entered the foot industry and wants to enter the martial arts industry again......"