Chapter 212: There is Erlengzi at the end of the village (9)
The mustached boys "" what they just saw, this must be a dream!
The mustached man who was named nodded subconsciously. He would naturally be able to do things like bone setting.
Jin Qing didn't show any pretense at all. She passed her swinging arm in front of her mustache, gesturing for him to set her bones. Then she squinted at the tiger on the ground. Such a big one could feed him for many days!
After Erhu was put on the ground by Jin Qing, he watched Jin Qing and Mustache Hu busy setting their bones, while Mustache's younger brother stood aside silently.
Erhu scratched his head and was not affected by the atmosphere at all. Instead, he walked straight to the dead tiger and looked at the tiger carefully. At the same time, he slowly recalled the way the tiger looked when it pounced on him and Jin Qing.
Here, Jin Qing's mustache was straightened out. Jin Qing moved his joints a few times and sighed in his heart when he could have his own body. The bodies of these clients were as soft as tofu.
After coming back to his senses, Jin Qing saw the two tigers circling around the tiger, walked over and asked, "Can you draw this thing?"
Erhusi replied without hesitation, "Yes!"
Jin Qing patted Erhu on the shoulder with satisfaction, "There is a future!" That's right. Hurry up and paint your paintings on your own. Don't expect me to support you until you grow old.
Erhu was very happy to receive Jin Qing's praise. His smiling eyes narrowed into a thin line. Although he could not understand what Jin Qing's words meant, he could feel Jin Qing's good mood from Jin Qing's tone.
The five people next to them looked at Jin Qing with fear in their eyes. She was a woman who could kill an adult tiger with one punch!
Jin Qing didn't care what they were thinking, he walked straight towards the dead tiger lying on the ground and lifted it on his shoulders.
Because Axiang has a slender body, after carrying the tiger, the tiger's long tail was still dragging on the ground.
Erhu looked at it and hurried forward to pick up the tiger's tail. He also wanted to help with some things he could do. At the same time, he smiled and said to Jin Qing, "This way it won't be so heavy!"
Jin Qingdan looked at the delighted Erhu with pain, and simply bent down and carried him on the other shoulder. Otherwise, with Erhu's foot strength, when would they be able to walk back?
Erhu was suddenly picked up by Jin Qing, but he didn't scream. He just held the tiger's tail persistently in his hand because he firmly believed that he could help.
The group of people with mustaches looked at Jin Qing's figure who was about to leave and quickly shouted, "The heroine, stay!" They still had something to say.
Jin Qing heard this but ran away without looking back. I have just stood here for such a long time. You didn't even fart. I just packed my things and was about to leave, so you asked me to stay. You wanted me to carry my things and accompany you.
You guys were chatting, and you thought you could fly! Do whatever you want, I won’t take care of you anymore, just take your time and play!
Seeing Jin Qing carrying the two tigers and the dead tiger away quickly, the mustached group looked at each other, "Why doesn't this guy play his cards according to the routine?"
Because the place where Erhu lived was relatively remote, the fact that Jin Qing carried the tiger home did not alarm the villagers. Thinking about the day when the villagers learned that Axiang was the person who came out of the building, they looked at Axiang and Erhu.
With their expressions, Jin Qing knew that these two tigers had been completely abandoned by the villagers.
At the door of the thatched house, Jin Qing was skillfully bleeding and skinning the tiger.
The two tigers are standing together
On the other side, he was pointing at the cleaned tiger head with a paintbrush and muttering something in his mouth, as if he was recalling the scene when the two of them faced the tiger head-on.
After spending a lot of effort, Jin Qing processed the skin, meat, and bones of the entire tiger separately, and then took a look at the drawing paper laid out by the two tigers on the ground.
Different from Erhu's daily dullness, his works all have their own unique characteristics.
Jin Qing saw that the tiger in the painting "Er Tigers" was roaring with its mouth open. It was full of power and its eyes were bright, as if it could jump out of the painting at any time.
Jin Qing looked at the painting, and then at Erhu, who was frowning and planning to finish the painting in one go. He puffed up his cheeks. You have all the talent but no ability to protect yourself. Those people who don't arrest you as a gunman are blind.
ah!
Thinking of this, Jin Qing no longer paid attention to Erhu who was busy painting on the side, and lit the fire to prepare the barbecue.
Early the next morning, Jin Qing told Er Hu that he was going to the city to sell tiger skins at the market. Er Hu wanted to go with Jin Qing, but was worried that A Xiang would not be able to find him when he came back. After all,
In Erhu's mind, "Going to the city means going to a very far place."
In the end, Erhu could only reluctantly let go of Jin Qing, and sat obediently on the stone in front of his house, waiting for someone to come home.
Jin Qing's face was wrapped in a thick cloth, and he went straight into the pawn shop with the tiger skin and tiger whip. After all, selling things in pawn shops is the fastest way to make money in this era.
As for going to medical clinics, pharmacies and other places, meeting a knowledgeable person who happens to need these things, and spending a lot of money to buy them all, she couldn't even think about it.
Sure enough, the pawnshop owner turned over the tiger skin with no wounds inside and outside, and shouted to Chao Feng inside, "It's bitten by insects and rats, and a piece of tattered fur is worth six coins!" Then he squinted at Jin outside the counter.
Qing showed a sarcastic smile, indicating that it was inappropriate to love someone and not leave someone.
Jin Qing was not angry, and just reached out and took the purple clay pot on the desk from the shopkeeper.
As soon as the shopkeeper saw it, he stretched out his hand to snatch it back, and yelled, "What are you going to do?" This pot was his favorite, how could this person dare to rob it in broad daylight?
Jin Qing didn't say anything, just took the teapot and walked to the wall of the pawn shop, and pressed the teapot into the wall bit by bit. As the pressure inside increased, the outside wall fell down with a puff.
Wall plaster.
After the work was done, Jin Qing admired the purple clay pot with no scratches at all and showed a satisfied smile. Her craftsmanship was getting better and better!
When the shopkeeper saw the purple clay pot that had been perfectly embedded in the wall, he was shocked. This time, he made a mistake. He quickly scolded the nursing staff who gathered around him, "What are you doing standing there in a daze? Why don't you hurry up and pour tea for your aunt!"
"
The nursing staff were stunned. Didn't Chaofeng say that someone was here to cause trouble? Why did she suddenly become an aunt?
Jin Qing was respectfully invited into the inner room by the shopkeeper. In this world, the winner is king, and whoever has the biggest fist is the rule.
Finally, Jin Qing took the one hundred and twenty taels of silver given by the pawnshop owner and strolled back.
Unexpectedly, just as Jin Qing was about to reach the city gate, he heard the sound of a gong, "Fuyuan Escort Bureau, using martial arts to make friends, is recruiting escort leaders. If you win, you will get a hundred taels of silver and enjoy the enshrinement of the escort heads."
"
Jin Qing's ears pricked up when he heard this, there is such a good thing! The mustached boys "" what they just saw, this must be a dream!
The mustached man who was named nodded subconsciously. He would naturally be able to do things like bone setting.
Jin Qing didn't show any pretense at all. She passed her swinging arm in front of her mustache, gesturing for him to set her bones. Then she squinted at the tiger on the ground. Such a big one could feed him for many days!
After Erhu was put on the ground by Jin Qing, he watched Jin Qing and Mustache Hu busy setting their bones, while Mustache's younger brother stood aside silently.
Erhu scratched his head and was not affected by the atmosphere at all. Instead, he walked straight to the dead tiger and looked at the tiger carefully. At the same time, he slowly recalled the way the tiger looked when it pounced on him and Jin Qing.
Here, Jin Qing's mustache was straightened out. Jin Qing moved his joints a few times and sighed in his heart when he could have his own body. The bodies of these clients were as soft as tofu.
After coming back to his senses, Jin Qing saw the two tigers circling around the tiger, walked over and asked, "Can you draw this thing?"
Erhusi replied without hesitation, "Yes!"
Jin Qing patted Erhu on the shoulder with satisfaction, "There is a future!" That's right. Hurry up and paint your paintings on your own. Don't expect me to support you until you grow old.
Erhu was very happy to receive Jin Qing's praise. His smiling eyes narrowed into a thin line. Although he could not understand what Jin Qing's words meant, he could feel Jin Qing's good mood from Jin Qing's tone.
The five people next to them looked at Jin Qing with fear in their eyes. She was a woman who could kill an adult tiger with one punch!
Jin Qing didn't care what they were thinking, he walked straight towards the dead tiger lying on the ground and lifted it on his shoulders.
Because Axiang has a slender body, after carrying the tiger, the tiger's long tail was still dragging on the ground.
Erhu looked at it and hurried forward to pick up the tiger's tail. He also wanted to help with some things he could do. At the same time, he smiled and said to Jin Qing, "This way it won't be so heavy!"
Jin Qingdan looked at the delighted Erhu with pain, and simply bent down and carried him on the other shoulder. Otherwise, with Erhu's foot strength, when would they be able to walk back?
Erhu was suddenly picked up by Jin Qing, but he didn't scream. He just held the tiger's tail persistently in his hand because he firmly believed that he could help.
The group of people with mustaches looked at Jin Qing's figure who was about to leave and quickly shouted, "The heroine, stay!" They still had something to say.
Jin Qing heard this but ran away without looking back. I have just stood here for such a long time. You didn't even fart. I just packed my things and was about to leave, so you asked me to stay. You wanted me to carry my things and accompany you.
You guys were chatting, and you thought you could fly! Do whatever you want, I won’t take care of you anymore, just take your time and play!
Seeing Jin Qing carrying the two tigers and the dead tiger away quickly, the mustached group looked at each other, "Why doesn't this guy play his cards according to the routine?"
Because the place where Erhu lived was relatively remote, the fact that Jin Qing carried the tiger home did not alarm the villagers. Thinking about the day when the villagers learned that Axiang was the person who came out of the building, they looked at Axiang and Erhu.
With their expressions, Jin Qing knew that these two tigers had been completely abandoned by the villagers.
At the door of the thatched house, Jin Qing was skillfully bleeding and skinning the tiger.
The two tigers are standing together
On the other side, he was pointing at the cleaned tiger head with a paintbrush and muttering something in his mouth, as if he was recalling the scene when the two of them faced the tiger head-on.
After spending a lot of effort, Jin Qing processed the skin, meat, and bones of the entire tiger separately, and then took a look at the drawing paper laid out by the two tigers on the ground.
Different from Erhu's daily dullness, his works all have their own unique characteristics.
Jin Qing saw that the tiger in the painting "Er Tigers" was roaring with its mouth open. It was full of power and its eyes were bright, as if it could jump out of the painting at any time.
Jin Qing looked at the painting, and then at Erhu, who was frowning and planning to finish the painting in one go. He puffed up his cheeks. You have all the talent but no ability to protect yourself. Those people who don't arrest you as a gunman are blind.
ah!
Thinking of this, Jin Qing no longer paid attention to Erhu who was busy painting on the side, and lit the fire to prepare the barbecue.
Early the next morning, Jin Qing told Er Hu that he was going to the city to sell tiger skins at the market. Er Hu wanted to go with Jin Qing, but was worried that A Xiang would not be able to find him when he came back. After all,
In Erhu's mind, "Going to the city means going to a very far place."
In the end, Erhu could only reluctantly let go of Jin Qing, and sat obediently on the stone in front of his house, waiting for someone to come home.
Jin Qing's face was wrapped in a thick cloth, and he went straight into the pawn shop with the tiger skin and tiger whip. After all, selling things in pawn shops is the fastest way to make money in this era.
As for going to medical clinics, pharmacies and other places, meeting a knowledgeable person who happens to need these things, and spending a lot of money to buy them all, she couldn't even think about it.
Sure enough, the pawnshop owner turned over the tiger skin with no wounds inside and outside, and shouted to Chao Feng inside, "It's bitten by insects and rats, and a piece of tattered fur is worth six coins!" Then he squinted at Jin outside the counter.
Qing showed a sarcastic smile, indicating that it was inappropriate to love someone and not leave someone.
Jin Qing was not angry, and just reached out and took the purple clay pot on the desk from the shopkeeper.
As soon as the shopkeeper saw it, he stretched out his hand to snatch it back, and yelled, "What are you going to do?" This pot was his favorite, how could this person dare to rob it in broad daylight?
Jin Qing didn't say anything, just took the teapot and walked to the wall of the pawn shop, and pressed the teapot into the wall bit by bit. As the pressure inside increased, the outside wall fell down with a puff.
Wall plaster.
After the work was done, Jin Qing admired the purple clay pot with no scratches at all and showed a satisfied smile. Her craftsmanship was getting better and better!
When the shopkeeper saw the purple clay pot that had been perfectly embedded in the wall, he was shocked. This time, he made a mistake. He quickly scolded the nursing staff who gathered around him, "What are you doing standing there in a daze? Why don't you hurry up and pour tea for your aunt!"
"
The nursing staff were stunned. Didn't Chaofeng say that someone was here to cause trouble? Why did she suddenly become an aunt?
Jin Qing was respectfully invited into the inner room by the shopkeeper. In this world, the winner is king, and whoever has the biggest fist is the rule.
Finally, Jin Qing took the one hundred and twenty taels of silver given by the pawnshop owner and strolled back.
Unexpectedly, just as Jin Qing was about to reach the city gate, he heard the sound of a gong, "Fuyuan Escort Bureau, using martial arts to make friends, is recruiting escort leaders. If you win, you will get a hundred taels of silver and enjoy the enshrinement of the escort heads."
"
Jin Qing's ears pricked up when he heard this, there was such a good thing!
