There are 108 large and small markets in the outer city, with thousands of shops. However, as the world becomes more and more chaotic, the 108 markets in the outer city have seen their commerce wither, and there is no one left.

Especially in these troubled times, food is more important than anything else. Today, in the outer city of Shanyang County, it is almost impossible to buy food. Only the black market is still standing, selling everything.

Arriving at the entrance to the black market in the outer city, Fang Ping saw two burly men, full of energy and huge bodies, guarding the gate of the black market. Behind the wooden door tens of meters high, the sound of rustling echoed.

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After the escort leader revealed his identity, he ordered five handymen, including Fang Ping, to follow the two gangsters into the black market to carry food. After passing through the black market gate, the scene in front of him suddenly became clear.

On the endless black market street, there are countless stalls and shops pop up in endlessly, but the best-selling item is grain. Several people are bargaining in front of a stall not far away, trying to buy a load of wheat bran.

The stall next to them was filled with grilled rats that had a pungent smell after deep-frying. The hairs were not plucked, and each cost five grand.

A very ironic picture.

Compared with the lifeless atmosphere of the major markets in the outer city, this black market is like a pure land in troubled times.

After entering a shop deep in the black market, the shop owner had already prepared the food for the Fuwei Escort Agency. A total of twenty loads of food were piled under the beams. After being carried on a cart, they were transported to the Escort Agency carriage outside the black market.

superior.

Bai Yunfei expressed his opinion.

Just in case, Fang Ping led Fang Ying to the kitchen to supervise the battle.

"I just know how to spoil her. How can our family have the money to eat meat? If we have the spare money, we might as well buy more food and save it."

Zheng Yue's eyes were cold but there was still disgust. There was nothing wrong with wanting to climb up, but you also had to know how to proceed and retreat. Going to the inner courtyard to secretly learn martial arts without doing anything in the early morning, such a wolfish ambition was really hateful.

In short, everything is under Fang Ping's plan.

[Visualization point: 144 (200/144)]

In addition to twenty loads of grain, the escort agency also purchased two fat sheep, hundreds of bacon strips, and fifty catties of eggs this time.

The latter heard nothing and only saw pancakes.

Fang Ping poked the drooling Fang Ying with a look of disgust.

Fang Ping's mood was peaceful, without any ripples. When Bai Yunfei and Zheng Yue followed behind him, he opened his mouth, and the sound of reprimands rang out first.

Since Zhao Hu's death, no one has blocked the alley at the back door of the Escort Bureau, extorting food from the servants. For the servants living at the bottom of the outer city, this insignificant change is like something happening in the dark.

A glimmer of hope.

"Huh? He seems to be here." Bai Yunfei saw Fang Ping walking towards him.

"You're worthless, I'll let you eat meat tomorrow!"

"Give!"

"I have seen this kind of people a lot, and I feel unwilling to do so, but they can't recognize their own identity, and they still dream of reaching the sky one day."

Zheng Yue shook her head: "Mr. Bai, you are just a meat bun and you will never come back. A wolfish and ambitious person like him will not be grateful to you when receiving favors. He will only focus on climbing up."

Zheng Yue, wearing smart clothes and slender legs under the cold winter moon, preached in a mocking tone.

"This man is here again."

"No, I didn't..."

But what really made Fang Ping decide to reveal his strength was the observation points he had accumulated, which would soon allow him to break through to the eighth level of martial arts.

Just as Fang Ping was about to enter the visualization space to practice, a little man got into his bed uneasily and asked quietly: "What kind of meat will we eat tomorrow?"

Under the corridor, a man and a woman were chatting and laughing. It was Zheng Yun, the granddaughter of the chief escort, and Bai Yunfei, the son of a wealthy family in the inner city.

The next morning, Fang Ping got up and turned around to see that Fang Ying had gotten up earlier than him. She was staring at him with a pair of eyes. There was no doubt that she was still struggling with what kind of meat to eat today.

In the small bungalow that had been in disrepair and had air leakage from all four walls, there was only a little light from an oil lamp, but this was Fang Ping's home.

Fang Ping turned a deaf ear and took out the eggs from his arms. After spreading his hands, Fang Ying opened her mouth and wiped her eyes in disbelief.

"It's almost time. Within a month, I will definitely be able to accumulate enough visualization points to break through to the eighth level of martial arts."

The team returned to Fuwei Escort Agency without any hindrance. An hour later, the handymen called it a day and everyone returned home with smiles on their faces.

Zheng Yue talked nonchalantly, intending to give instructions not to allow this handyman to enter the inner courtyard again.

night.

Fang Ping: "..."

"I'll give you extra food today! I'll let you eat meat tomorrow!"

Fang Ping was speechless. How could he be so ambitious? You are the granddaughter of the chief bodyguard and you can spit on others?

"Who asked you to set foot in the inner courtyard? Is this the place you should be? Didn't anyone tell you who you are?"

Fang Ping also returned to Mouse Alley after work as usual.

"Nothing? From today on, you are not allowed to step into the inner courtyard!"

Fang Ping went to the Fuwei Escort Agency with an untroubled mood. He walked through the servants' courtyard. Fang Ping ignored several servants and walked all the way to the martial arts field of the Fuwei Escort Agency.

"It's just a handyman who doesn't work hard. He comes to the inner courtyard all day long. It's really a fantasy and a dream."

The crystal-clear and sticky egg white flows out of the cracked egg shell, followed by the golden egg yolk. After repeatedly kneading it with the wheat bran, add the chopped wild vegetables and put it into the hot black pot for a while.

, the fragrance is attractive.

Bai Yunfei smoothed things over and looked at Fang, who was usually not as domineering as Zheng Yue: "Tell me what you want.

"Falled from the sky."

Even if there is only one egg and a few wild herbs as condiments, no salt or oil, Fang Ying's mouth will water and her stomach will growl.

There was a click.

"You can't even think about it! Do you think I can't see your little thoughts? Martial arts is not something people like you can get involved in!"

Li Rou said.

Fang Ping urged Li Rou to cook quickly.

"I think this person is different from ordinary people."

"It's so easy to get into the martial arts. Putting aside aptitude and perseverance, where would he learn martial arts? Without martial arts skills and no one to guide him, it would be impossible to get into the martial arts in his entire life."

"Okay, let him finish his words first."

Fang Ping has already thought about it. Tomorrow he will reveal his martial arts prowess and openly become the handler of Fuwei Escort Agency. If anyone asks, he will say that he obtained the top grade with the "Turtle Breath Breathing Technique".

He called up the properties panel.

"Mr. Bai has a wide circle of friends and a sharp eye, but sometimes he makes mistakes. A handyman comes to the martial arts field in the inner courtyard every now and then, just because he wants to touch the martial arts and change his destiny."

Fang Ying, who had been waiting for a day, jumped up to her second brother lively. She had suffered from long-term malnutrition and starvation. Fang Ying, who was five years old, was as thin as a hemp pole, with not much flesh on her face and withered and yellow hair.

There is no light, but a pair of eyes are very bright.

A certain handyman suddenly grabbed two eggs from the basket, stuffed one into his sleeve quietly, and handed the other to Fang Ping beside him. If Fang Ping hadn't seen it, he might not have noticed it.

It was given to Fang Ping.

Li Rou, who had not seen eggs for a long time, was surprised at first, and then asked in surprise: "Where did it come from?"

In fact, if you really want to practice martial arts, you can come to my Bai family and start as a servant. I will give you an hour every day to practice martial arts with the Bai family warriors. How about that?"

"I think..." Fang Ping explained.

At dusk.

I don’t know what is called a woman!

Taking a deep breath, Fang Ping said word by word: "Actually, I have reached the top level of martial arts. I came here today to say that I want to become the escort of Fuwei Escort Agency."

"You have reached the first level of martial arts. What's so great about it? Aren't you just...wait, what did you say? You have reached the first level of martial arts?" Zheng Yue's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Where is the certificate?" Bai Yunfei closed the folding fan with a landscape painting in his hand and looked at Fang Ping attentively for the first time.
Chapter completed!