He flicked the hair on his sleeves and greeted the waiting guests to sit down.
It was a male customer. He wanted to be more relaxed. Qian Wen picked up the hand clipper, walked up and started cutting.
This hand clipper is a child's nightmare. Hand clippers are no better than electric clippers. This thing will pull the hair more or less. You know how it pulls the hair. The feeling of pulling out the hair is so sour. Occasionally, one or two hair clippers can be tolerated.
After that, how can the child bear it anymore?
However, his skills are good, his hands are strong, and his sense of proportion is not lacking. Although it is inevitable to pull the hair with the hand clipper, it is basically rare to pull the hair under his hands.
The prices are fair and the craftsmanship is good. Qian Wen's business is difficult to manage.
After a while of busy work, Qian Wen served the last customer.
At this time, Han Chunming came out with a little jump. He looked around at the entrance of the courtyard and looked at Mr. Guan who was playing chess. He walked over with a smile and wanted to say hello and say hello.
Unexpectedly, before he could open his mouth, Mr. Guan, the chess player, drove him away. He thought he was annoying. Literally, the chess players disliked the chess watchers. You were the only one who opened your mouth too much, right?
After being bored, Han Chunming didn't care. He smiled and waved to Qian Wen. Seeing that he was busy, he didn't bother him anymore and turned around to leave.
"Chunming, wait."
Seeing this, Qian Wen stopped Han Chunming, lowered his head and said to his guest, "Wait a minute," turned around, counted two yuan from his money box, and walked towards Han Chunming.
Han Chunming looked at him doubtfully, "Is something wrong? Just tell me."
"A relative is here to buy something, right?" Qian Wen straightened the coins in his hand and asked Han Chunming.
Han Chunming laughed and invited, "Let's eat dumplings tonight. Come and eat at home tonight."
"No, you have a lot of family members, so I won't join in the fun.
It just so happens, anyway, on the way, bring me 50 cents of pork head meat, 20 cents of peanuts, and 30 cents of white flour." Qian Wen handed the money note to Han Chunming, who took it with a smile. He didn't find it troublesome at all, but when he touched the money
, frowned.
He found that Qian Wen had given him too much money, counting it at two yuan. He asked strangely, "Why is it only two yuan? What else do I need to bring?"
Master drank wine?"
Qian Wen said amusedly, "If I say it's travel expenses, will you still take it with me?"
"I beat you, why do you still curse?
However, this one dollar for travel expenses is a bit expensive." Han Chunming knew Qian Wen was joking and followed Qian Wen's words.
"No kidding, my guests are still waiting.
On your way back from shopping, if you encounter a child playing with a cigarette pole, use the extra dollar to buy it for me.
Of course, it’s okay if you don’t come across it, you don’t have to look for it.”
Qian Wen just saw Han Chunming going out again and immediately thought of this. In the original timeline, Han Chunming went out to buy things to entertain his aunt in the evening. On the way back, he saw a child holding a cigarette pole.
I was playing on the roadside, and it looked like an object at the time, but I wasn't sure. I turned around and asked Mr. Guan about its origin, and found out that the cigarette rod had a great history. I finally looked for it, but lost it because of an occlusion.
Now, Qian Wen borrowed Han Chunming's hand and brought back an object.
Of course, it doesn’t matter whether you get it or not, it’s just a matter of a few words.
Han Chunming was a little dumbfounded when he heard Qian Wen's words, "What are you playing at?
Child? Cigarette stick? Why do you sound so arrogant?"
On Qian Wen's side, the customer who was halfway through his haircut was urging him. It was hard for Qian Wen to explain why he suddenly said this, but he was so nagging that he simply chose not to explain and asked Han Chunming to go quickly and ask for it.
Soon it will get dark.
And reminded, "The cigarette pole is a telescopic pole, made of copper, with the letters JB on the pole.
Remember."
Han Chunming turned around and walked a few steps in confusion. He looked back at Qian Wen and saw that he was already busy again. He muttered, "It's weird."
Han Chunming went shopping. Qian Wen took a few minutes to deal with the last customer, clapped his hands, and stretched himself. He finished the day and closed the stall directly.
He glanced at Mr. Guan's place and saw that he was watching chess again. He pushed his bicycle and walked over. Mr. Guan saw it and glanced at him lightly, "Close the stall."
"Well, it looks like it's getting late. Let's go home, wash up, and go out for a walk.
Do you want some water, sir?" Qian Wen asked with a smile.
"If you don't want to drink, go back." Mr. Guan waved his hand and said.
"Then I'll be back." Qian Wen smiled, pushed his bicycle, and walked home.
When Qian Wen returned home, he put away his things, changed the clothes with broken hair on them, soaked them in the washing tub, washed his face, and went out feeling refreshed.
The first stop when we go out is the courtyard where Han Chunming's family lives.
Qian Wen walked into the courtyard like a tourist check-in, all he needed was a camera hanging on his chest.
When I entered, I saw a family of women at the door, gathering around the public faucet, washing themselves, and receiving water.
When he saw Qian Wen walking in, he looked very familiar and greeted him warmly and smiled.
Qian Wen also chatted casually and walked to Han Chunming's house.
Before I even got close, I heard Meng Xiaoxing's loud voice, giggling.
"The city is good, the water tastes sweeter than the water at home.
And these apples are also sweet and delicious. They are good anywhere in the city.
Second aunt, what should we eat tonight? We are all hungry.
That girl named Su Meng is really good-looking. I just met her outside the toilet and promised her aunt to give us some old clothes.
Second aunt, I see something wrong with the eyes between my fifth brother and this person named Su Meng. The relationship between the two is unusual."
Meng Xiaoxing drank a cup of sugar water, held an apple in her hands, gnawed on it, and looked around Han Chunming's house. She was curious about everything she saw and wanted to touch it.
Han Chunming's mother didn't mind it either, and let Meng Xiaoxing and the others do whatever they wanted, shaking hands and chatting with her sister.
Han Chunming was not there, and Qian Wen just looked at the door. Without going in, he turned to the backyard and walked around aimlessly.
This large courtyard is composed of two courtyards, front and rear, and is shared by several families. Han Chunming's family lives in the front yard, and Su Meng and Cheng Jianjun's family live in the backyard.
Qian Wen strolled to the backyard, and happened to meet Su Meng, who was sneaky and seemed to have a guilty conscience, carrying a large bag of things from home, wrapped in a brand-new bed sheet, and it was bulging.
At Su Meng's house opposite, Cheng Jianjun hid his head and tail, looking at Su Meng through the window of his house and touching his chin.
"What are you doing? Are you in such a panic?"
Qian Wen looked at Su Meng and asked with a smile. In fact, when he saw the bulging sheets, Qian Wen understood what Su Meng was doing.
Su Meng must have met Aunt Han Chunming and Meng Xiaoxing, and was asked if there were any unwanted old clothes at home.
Now Su Meng is innocent and has a good impression of Han Chunming. Without saying anything, she packed a large bag of clothes at home and prepared to give it to Aunt Han Chunming.
Qian Wen's voice seemed to startle Su Meng. When she saw it was him, she patted her chest in fear and rolled her eyes at him.
"Do you know that people who scare people can scare them to death?
There is no sound at all when walking.”
"Can you blame me for this? Look at how flustered you are. I don't know, I would have thought you were a thief."
Qian Wen turned behind Su Meng, grabbed the bag of clothes and said.
"You are a thief, you are a thief.
Oh, don't grab me, I'll make it fall to the ground and get dirty." Su Meng blinked her big eyes and said coquettishly.
"Explain, explain, what is this for?
Run away from home?" Qian Wen pointed at the exposed clothes and asked with a smile.
"You didn't even help me get it, and you laughed."
They were both classmates and lived in the same alley. He and Su Meng were also very familiar with each other. They talked very casually and didn't talk much to outsiders.
"No, a relative came to Chunming's house. There are quite a lot of people in the family. They asked me if I had any old clothes that I didn't want. I looked through them and thought they were going to give them to me. Then I was shocked by you.
"
"These sheets look like new, and there's such a big bag of clothes, so you just give them away?
Grandma Su also agrees?"
Qian Wen asked deliberately, if this matter happens, it will be settled.
In fact, this was a good thing, but it turned into a bad thing, and in the end it made both families look bad.
"My grandma is not at home." Su Meng said with a sly smile. Of course she knew that her grandma would definitely disapprove, so it would be over if she didn't let her know.
Qian Wen nodded at Su Meng, "That's really smart, but do you know that you are in the same courtyard as Chunming's family.
Moreover, Chunming’s house is right at the entrance to the backyard. You said that you have done such a great thing. When Chunming’s mother meets Grandma Su, will she mention it and praise you?”
When Qian Wen said this, Su Meng was stunned and said, "Ah, what should I do?"
If grandma knew that she gave away a lot of clothes that could still be used at home, she would definitely complain about her when she came back.
The old man's thoughts are terrible.
“It’s a good thing to be helpful, but you should help reasonably and don’t make things self-defeating and turn a good thing into a bad thing.
I know you want to help Chunming's relatives, but don't use too much force.
Just put the new sheets back in their place, find some clothes that you really don't need at home, and send them over.
Grandma Su is a sensible person who helps others in a reasonable manner. Even if she finds out, she will only praise you.
Do you understand now?"
Su Meng hesitated and hesitated, "Is it too little?"
Qian Wen fainted. This girl should really participate in the movement of educated youths going to the countryside. She is the one who should be reformed.
"Helping people depends on doing what you can. You don't want to do bad things with good intentions. Let Grandma Su know about it and have trouble with the Chunming family.
You know, the relationship between neighbors is very delicate."
Su Meng was a little frustrated, but she still listened, "Okay, why don't you show me what clothes are suitable for me?"
There is a table in the small courtyard, and a large bag of clothes is spread out. Good guy, there are at least ten items, and each one is clean and tidy. None of them has patches. You must know that in the 1970s, patching clothes was normal.
Everyone must know how to do needlework.
Qian Wen chose a pair of army green pants for him, which should have belonged to Su Meng's father. He also randomly selected two pieces of slightly old-colored women's clothing, and let Su Meng put the rest home.
"Only three pieces?" Su Meng was still a little dissatisfied, as it was too few.
Qian Wen was speechless, "How about taking them all?"
It’s true that you don’t know how expensive firewood and rice are. There are many places where the whole family takes turns wearing a good piece of clothing. These three pieces of clothing are not patched at all. In this era, it is not an exaggeration to say they are new.
Su Meng pursed her lips. She was afraid that her good intentions might lead to bad things, so she put the things back.
Picking up the three pieces of clothes again, the two of them walked to the front yard. Su Meng went to deliver the clothes. There was no need to be sneaky now, for fear that her grandma would see it. Qian Wen had just strolled around the backyard, checked in, and met with Su Meng.
Go outside and prepare to walk around again.
As he was leaving, Qian Wen glanced at Cheng Jianjun's house out of the corner of his eye, and a figure flashed in front of the window.
After the two left, Cheng Jianjun reappeared in front of the window and muttered, "Qian Wen doesn't like Su Meng too, does he?"
In Cheng Jianjun's opinion, Qian Wen came to see Su Meng.
Well, Qian Wen mainly checks in and just walks around.
"What are you doing in the backyard?" Su Meng asked curiously on the way.
"Oh, I want to ask if your work has been assigned?" Qian Wen said casually.
"I have no work, but I plan to go to the Children's Palace." Su Meng said.
"Children's Palace, the street office has indicators... Oh, my uncle and aunt are both high school teachers, so I still have connections. I asked more questions." Qian Wen asked and answered directly.
Su Meng didn't like hearing it and slapped his arm, and said coquettishly, "This sounds weird."
The road was only one step away, and Han Chunming's house arrived just as we were talking. Su Meng walked in with her clothes in her arms, and was warmly greeted by Chunming's mother and aunt.
Qian Wen, on the other hand, said hello and left. He had done a good deed and was in a good mood.
You know, in this large alley, if someone has a joke, the neighbors can talk about it for several years and use it as conversation material. It's good to do good things now.
That's the only thing that's not great about the courtyard, it's hard to keep any secrets at all.
Good things don't go out, but bad things spread thousands of miles.
Annoying!
Qian Wen left the courtyard and didn't meet Han Chunming. He looked around and walked out of the alley. He didn't have any destination. He just followed him wherever he went.
At the same time, Qian Wen shouted to the system in his heart.
"System, come out, world mission!"
【Ding】
With a ding, the system appeared and displayed the world mission under Zhengyangmen.
[Main mission of the world under Zhengyangmen: Scenery under Zhengyangmen]
【Follow the mood of the host, feel under the Zhengyang Gate and enjoy the scenery.
Have friends with Han Chunming? The abominable Cheng Jianjun
Etc., etc………
Follow your heart!】
Immediately afterwards, Qian Wen's ability panel was also kicked out of the system, as he was used to.
[All abilities of the host]
[Host: Qian Wen.]
[Ability: 1. Talent-Strong (original: body with abundant physical strength)
2. Talent-Animal Affinity (basically no effect on humans)
3. Talent - divine power - disability.
4. Talent-sixth sense-disabled.
5.Talent-Lucky Minute (Daily).
6. Skills-Miscellaneous Studies-Jugglers.
7. Talent-not good enough.
8. Skills - Martial Arts (Martial arts and medical skills learned in the mythical world)
9. Talent—Excellent memory.
10. Skills - Hacking Technology]
[Card Pack: Wealth Card, Prop Card]
Qian Wen didn't care about the system's private behavior and kicked out the ability panel without his command, and continued to focus on this world mission.
"Another travel and leisure mission?"
"Dudududu~~Qian Wen Travel Agency has arrived at Zhengyangmen Station. Tourists are free to visit. Please don't stray from the scenic spots and pay attention to safety. After death, we will start again!!!"
Well, this is the picture that appeared in Qian Wen's mind after seeing this world mission. The system held a small flag in its hand and took him, the tourist, to the scenic spot, then disbanded and moved around freely.
Qian Wen, "System, I'll feed you a bag of salt!"
Conscientious companies, I like conscientious companies.
Qian Wen liked this task. It was a paid trip. He jumped up and down while walking and hummed a tune.
It got dark soon, and Qian Wen didn't go far. He took the No. 2 bus back, planning to take a day out and go shopping.
At least go and see Zhengyangmen, which is the Qianmen building.
Sliding away, Qian Wen came back again. It was getting dark, and there were fewer old men playing chess at the entrance of the alley. Qian Wen looked around and saw that the old man was no longer there.
"Probably going home."
Mr. Guan, the Admiral of the Nine Gates, doesn't like to go out very much. In the past, he just wandered around the neighborhood. At this time, Han Chunming should have returned from shopping. If he really found the cigarette rod, the two of them should be waiting for him at home.
.
Qian Wen was not mistaken. As soon as he pushed the door open, Han Chunming ran out of the main room. When he saw Qian Wen entering the door, he called out enthusiastically, "Brother, you are back."
Well, he is two years younger than Han Chunming, and now he is an elder brother.
"Did you find the cigarette rod?" Qian Wen asked with a smile and walked towards the main room. Han Chunming grinned at Qian Wen and followed him.
"It's amazing. On the way back from shopping, I met a child digging in the soil with this cigarette pole.
Of course I was stunned..." Han Chunming was talking excitedly, but in the middle of his words, he changed the topic and turned to Qian Wenxian as if he was attentive, "Brother, I bought this cigarette rod for 60 cents, I'll give you a piece of it.
Two, give it to me."
"You know it's an old thing?"
Qian Wen walked into the main room. The old man was holding a metal cigarette rod and looking closely at it under the lamp. Qian Wen smiled and Han Chunming actually met him and bought it back.
"Master just gave me some popular science. It's great stuff.
Leave it to me." Han Chunming stared at Qian Wen with bright eyes, not to mention how hot he was.
A man looked at him with eyes that could express affection, and Qian Wen shuddered fiercely.
He slapped Han Chunming hard on the shoulder and pressed hard. Han Chunming subconsciously shuddered and brought him back to reality. He said, "Qian Wen, you're vomiting blood. Let go."
Qian Wen smiled, took back his hand, sat across from the old man, looked at the ordinary cigarette rod, and said to Han Chunming, "Since we all know that it is an old thing, you brought it back.
You still like it so much, why didn’t you put it away yourself?”
"That's okay, that's not how it works.
It's one thing to like it, but it's another thing to collect it." Han Chunming said seriously.
