Chen Ding's eyes widened and he looked at Duan Jiu's face with acne and pus. His stomach became sour and he almost vomited.
Dominatrix is so fucking cruel! Twisted!
It's over, it's over, Duan Zhizi has been disfigured, how should he explain it to the Queen Mother? How should he explain it to the leader of Yue Kingdom? This is a big deal!
Ah, the two young men following Duan Zhizi look a bit familiar. I haven't seen them before when I came to Langtou Village last time. They are not from the village.
I remembered that they were from Yue State and came here with Duan Jiu.
He actually broke the rules and sneaked out of Beijing... Forget it, it's not important anymore. It's more important to inform His Majesty to take Duan Jiu back, and then find the best doctor to repair his face!
Chen Ding picked up the burden and turned around, planning to find a place to release his little pigeon.
"Hey, that bearded guy, wait a minute!"
Jiang Fang had never seen an ancient salesman before, so it was a bit new.
And suddenly I have a desire to shop, and I want to buy, buy, buy.
Chen Ding staggered and wanted to pretend not to hear, but any behavior that aroused suspicion was unqualified for a disguised spy and would never be allowed.
Chen Ding put on a warm smile and said, "What do you want to buy, girl? I came all the way and the business is good. There are not many things to sell." In fact, he was just trying to show off his ease. Could it be that he really had to shoulder a heavy burden?
Walking under the sun?
Moreover, Langtou Village is very poor. The villagers have no spending power at all and have never sold anything before.
But this time it seems a little different, actually... they are building roads.
Has the county allocated money?
While he was thinking wildly, the big red spot had arrived in front of him, and Chen Ding cheered up.
Jiang Fang looked the salesman up and down. He looked ordinary, but she always felt that something was wrong.
Nangong Chuiyang muttered: "Can this also lead to a nymphomaniac?"
He and Su Xiaosheng are not as good as His Highness, but which one is not better looking than this ordinary salesman?
Su Xiaosheng touched his chin, looked at the salesman's face, and said to himself: "This man looks familiar..."
Duan Jiu frowned, the real supervisor had arrived.
This guy is Emperor Yong's lackey. He has seen him in the palace before. Now that he is disguised, no one from Nangong or Su Xiaosheng comes out.
He didn't think Jiang Fang could fall in love with this rough guy. He probably saw something was wrong.
This woman is surprisingly perceptive.
Nangong Chuiyang was still dissatisfied, and said with a small mouth: "No, no, no, the dominatrix has fallen in love with this guy, right?"
Qi Ling also had the same doubts: "Master, why do you keep staring at him? He's not handsome..."
Not to mention not handsome, he is just a bit ugly. His skin is rough and yellow, his beard is unkempt, and his eyes are twinkling, making him look even more worthless.
Chen Ding was also a little nervous. Has Big Red Spot never seen the salesman before? Or is there something wrong with his disguise?
After stroking his beard and clearing his throat, he greeted: "Girl, what do you want to buy? Take a look, take a look..."
Jiang Fang glanced at it and couldn't hide his disappointment: "That's all?"
Can the ancient salesmen be said to be small mobile supermarkets, or are the salesmen who come to Langtou Village also poor? The stalls are so small.
No, no matter how much stuff the salesman carries in his load, he has to go to a wealthy place!
Oh, it's also possible that there are more salesmen in county towns and provincial towns, so it's too complicated.
Jiang Fang rubbed his chin and asked curiously: "Why don't you have that drum? There are also songs, why don't you sing, so quiet?"
When I was a child, I read some historical records and ancient scripts, and many descriptions of folk customs. This kind of peddler would hold a splash drum in his hand, and he would sing specific songs to attract attention and serve as a hawker.
Yan Qing in "Water Margin" pretends to be a Shandong salesman. He plays drums with one hand and plays the wooden board with the other, and sings the salesman's peace song. He looks really cool.
Qi Ling suddenly sighed: "The master must be nostalgic for modern times. He actually grabbed a salesman and wanted to listen to rap music."
Jiang Fang: "..."
The weather was already a bit hot, but Chen Ding sweated even more now because he had never done this homework before!
I tried to remember what the salesman I had seen sang, but I couldn't remember it, so I could only say dryly: "Girl, my price is fair, I am honest, really..."
I was roaring in my heart: He still plays the drums and sings, but he is introverted, can’t he?!
Jiang Fang squinted his eyes slightly, he was not active in making money, there must be something wrong.
She looked at the salesman again. Well, the skin color of the wrists hidden in the sleeves did not match the face, but it might also be due to lack of sun exposure.
Then Jiang Fang stretched out his claws...
Chen Ding was so stared at by her that his heart trembled, and he immediately said: "Ouch——! You are so ugly...why did you pull out my beard?"
"Huh? It's actually true..."
"Of course it's true! What's wrong with the beard!"
Chen Ding had a few beards pulled violently and shed painful tears.
He held the place where he was pulled and cried: "Is it easy for me to run a small business?"
Jiang Fang looked at a few beards that clearly had hair follicles, and a trace of embarrassment flashed across his face.
I thought I would take off my fake beard, but I was just fooled by the movie and TV show!
Why is she so suspicious of a salesman? This is just like in modern times, many introverts go into sales in order to make more money.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I got dizzy from the sun! Let me buy more, you..."
"I won't sell it anymore! I will never come to your village again!" Chen Ding ran away with his eyes red and angry.
Nangong Chuiyang couldn't help but have fun, and the dominatrix scared away the salesmen.
Chen Ding ran away as fast as he could, making sure that no one was paying attention to him. Then he took out the bored little pigeon and wrote a small note concisely.
"Your Majesty, you screwed up! Duan Proton was disfigured!"
I'm just waiting for a letter from Your Majesty to bring Duan Jiu back to the capital.
I hope his face can still be saved, otherwise I really don’t know how it will end.
As for the bastard who left Beijing without permission, it doesn't matter, Chen Ding didn't even write about it.
On the way back, when they saw Duan Jiu's face, the aunts and daughters-in-law who passed by were all heartbroken and heartbroken.
On the other hand, the eyes of all the male creatures are shining brightly, and they are full of gloating to the point of overflowing!
It was troublesome to explain one by one, so Jiang Fang put the curtain hat on Duan Jiu again.
Back in the courtyard, Jiang Fang dropped the prepared "antidote" into the basin, and Duan Jiu washed his face and recovered as before.
Nangong Chuiyang watched eagerly, thinking about the recipe in his mind.
After all, the potion he makes will only really disfigure you!
Dominatrix does have something...
Mei family.
Mei Jiao was lying on the bed, her brows furrowed and she muttered something unknown, as if she had fallen into some kind of nightmare.
Unable to wake up after shouting, Mei Yougan said cruelly: "Pinch him!"
An Yi: "No, I'm delicate and weak, afraid of pain..."
As soon as she finished speaking, the weak Mei Jiao suddenly opened her eyes and shouted: "Ah——!"