Shen Hanzhu stepped on this street for the second time. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

He didn't know what the street was called, and no one told him what it was called.

All he knew was that the floor of this street was covered with bluestone slabs.

The bluestone slab has been mottled, grinding away the youth, and what can't be rubbed away is the historical memory.

He carried the snow sword in his arms, and the snow sword had been wrapped in layers of cloth by him. bulging, I can't tell if it's a sword. You ask people to guess what it is, and they might give you a hundred different answers.

He had already put the human skin mask on his face, and now he looked to be at least forty years old.

On the street, he met the idle Yang Wu again, and the six or seven of his buddies who followed Yang Wu. Today, they are in high spirits again.

Yang Wu walked past him face to face almost rubbing his shoulders.

He didn't look at Shen Hanzhu, and he didn't even glance at him.

Yang Wu really couldn't recognize him anymore.

The current Shen Hanzhu is just an ordinary person, so ordinary that he can't be found in the pile.

If a man walks down the street, there are only two possibilities if he wants to be noticed: either he is handsome or he looks weird.

Shen Hanzhu is not handsome now, but he is also not strange. So naturally no one will pay attention to him anymore.

He came to the front of a shop, and above the door of the store hung a colorful flag, which was fluttering in the wind, and the colorful flag had four big characters written on it: Jiayuan Pawnshop.

This pawnshop is not big, but it is quite conspicuous on such a small street.

The shopkeeper is a short and concise old man, his surname is Jiang, and everyone calls him Jiang Old Man. The most he did every day was to count the copper plates he earned over and over again on the table. Sometimes a count is a day.

As soon as he saw Shen Hanzhu coming in, he hurriedly greeted, "Guest officer, please take a seat." When he opened his mouth, he realized how ugly his teeth were

Shen Hanzhu thought of the scene when Yan Wuzhi was in Cuixiang Building, and sat down like him.

Old man Jiang asked politely, "What do you want to do today?"

As he asked, his eyes kept on the snow sword wrapped in cloth in Shen Hanzhu's hand. He has been staring since Shen Hanzhu entered the door, and his eyes have never left.

That greed comes out of the bottom of the bones, deep-rooted.

Shen Hanzhu swung the snow sword onto the table.

Old man Jiang hurriedly went over to get it. Unexpectedly, Shen Hanzhu blocked it with his hand, and Old Man Jiang retracted his hand again, looking at Shen Hanzhu puzzled.

"May I ask the guest officer, what kind of treasure is this?" asked the old man Jiang cautiously.

"Iron!" Shen Hanzhu wore a human skin mask, and his face was expressionless.

"Can you open it and take a look?" Old man Jiang naturally didn't believe it.

"No, you can't!"

"No, if I don't see the baby, how can I estimate it?"

"You can carry it in your hand, can you see how much it is worth?" Shen Hanzhu nodded at Xue Jian Dao.

Old man Jiang didn't expect it to be so heavy, so he struggled to hold the snow sword with both hands, and only left the table a little.

"Now you can bid. ”

Old man Jiang stretched out a finger.

"One hundred taels of silver?" Shen Hanzhu asked.

Old man Jiang hurriedly shook his hand and said, "No, no, no!"

"Ten taels of silver?"

"Not really. ”

"How much is that?"

"One, one tael of silver. Old man Jiang said with a smile.

Shen Hanzhu slapped the table suddenly, so frightened that Old Man Jiang's legs weakened and he almost collapsed.

"Then, how much do you want to do?" asked Old Man Jiang tentatively.

"I don't want money. Shen Hanzhu said unhurriedly.

"Don't want silver, don't want silver, what are you entering the pawnshop for?" Shen Hanzhu's words confused Old Man Jiang.

Shen Hanzhu said slowly: "I don't want silver, don't say a tael, don't want a penny." After saying that, he took out a silver ingot from his bosom and put it on the table.

Old man Jiang looked at him stupidly.

Shen Hanzhu pointed to the silver ingots and said, "This is ten taels of silver, you keep it for me, and this silver is yours." ”

Sometimes pie-in-the-sky happens.

Old man Jiang was happy, and he thought happily in his heart: Good luck is coming, and you can't hide it.

Shen Hanzhu got up and left, he felt that it should be safest to put the snow sword in such a place.

Old man Jiang has been sending him out of the door, for him, he is really a god of wealth who came today.

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Shen Hanzhu strode to the outside of the Tang Gate.

Standing beside the heavy vermilion lacquer gate stood four men in strong suits, all of them tall and sturdy.

Seeing Shen Hanzhu coming from afar, he hurriedly stopped him.

"Who? Why are you here?" one of them shouted.

"I am Jia Ming, the master of the Minshi Hall, passing by your land, and I have come to visit your master. This is an 'interview post', please pass it on. Shen Hanzhu said respectfully, and as he spoke, he presented a post to one of the men.

The man took it and hurriedly went inside.

Shen Hanzhu kept looking at the terrain around the gate with his eyes.

After a while, the man came out and said, "The head of the house has gone out early in the morning. But you are lucky, Second Master Tang agreed to meet you. ”

Shen Hanzhu muttered in his heart: Why did Tang Renfei suddenly go far away, where would he go?

While thinking about this, the man saw this and said, "Hey, what are you thinking, come in quickly." ”

Shen Hanzhu followed him into the Tang family's compound, and when he walked through that courtyard, he took a few more looks at the place where he fell in, and he still had palpitations in his heart.

The Tang family is full of organs, and you must be careful. He reminded himself.

The man took Shen Hanzhu to the hall, where a man in his sixties was looking at the calligraphy and paintings on the wall. Seeing Shen Hanzhu coming in, he hurriedly greeted him and said, "Is it the master of the Minshi Hall Jia who came?"

Shen Hanzhu hurriedly replied: "Exactly!"

"Under Tang Pengfei, he is the younger brother of the head Tang Renfei. Master Jia traveled thousands of miles to come to our house, which was really a blessing. Come, please take a seat. Tang Pengfei hurriedly beckoned Shen Hanzhu to sit down.

As soon as Shen Hanzhu sat down, Tang Pengfei shouted, "Qiqi, pour tea for the guests." ”

I saw a woman about twenty years old walking in softly with a teacup. When Shen Hanzhu saw this person, he couldn't help but "chuckle" in his heart. He saw that Qiqi's appearance was very similar to Xiaoyan, the top brand of Cuixiang Building. How could there be such a similar person?, he muttered to himself.

Tang Pengfei saw that Shen Hanzhu was silent, so he naturally didn't know why, and said, "Where did Hall Master Jia come from?"

"Tianshan!" Shen Hanzhu replied without thinking.

Unexpectedly, when Tang Pengfei heard about Tianshan, his face changed suddenly: "What is the matter with Hall Master Jia going to Tianshan?"

Shen Hanzhu also noticed the expression on Tang Pengfei's face, and said in a hurry: "I was going to buy a batch of medicinal materials, but unexpectedly, it snowed heavily in the sky, and the Tianshan Mountains did not come to fruition, so I turned to Shudi." ”

The muscles on Tang Pengfei's face relaxed significantly.

At this time, a middle-aged man in his thirties came in from outside the door, saw Tang Pengfei and said, "Dad, uncle has a flying pigeon to pass the book." After speaking, he handed the letter to Tang Pengfei.

Shen Hanzhu thought to himself: It turned out that he was Tang Shiyi. I couldn't help but take a closer look.

Tang Pengfei was not in a hurry to open the letter, but said to Tang Shiyi: "Yi'er, I went to see the master of Minshi Hall Jia. ”

Tang Shiyi turned around and arched his hand to Shen Hanzhu, and said, "I've seen Hall Master Jia!"

Although Shen Hanzhu was returning the salute on the surface, he remembered the pitiful expressions of Yang Wen and his wife in his heart, and couldn't help but clench his fists.

At this time, a family member came to report that Rong's mother had something to discuss with Tang Pengfei, so Tang Pengfei called Qiqi and said, "Take Master Jia to the second floor of the West Wing guest room to rest." ”

Qiqi's face actually changed, and this detail did not escape Shen Hanzhu's eyes.

Tang Pengfei said to Shen Hanzhu, "I'm out of company" and hurriedly walked out.