After jogging all the way and seeing that the three girls could no longer be seen in the crowd, Zhu San finally stopped and said, "I hope the three of them will be lucky!" Shaking away these unnecessary worries in his mind, he walked and walked to the market.
the other side.
I thought to myself: "My fifth sister has always been clamoring for me to buy her a gift. Now that I have two extra bucks, she agreed." Thinking of the girl just now, she was dressed in exquisite neon clothes, so chivalrous and beautiful.
Okay, why don't you ask grandma to make a set?
Walking to the silk and satin shop, looking at the red and green cloth, Zhu San called the shopkeeper to tell him about the fabrics of the neon clothes and asked if they were available.
This era was not like that of later generations, where there were fashion stores with ready-made clothes for you to choose from and try on. At this time, there were only tailor shops and silk and satin shops, and they were separate industries.
, people buy the cloth themselves and then find someone to make it. In addition, there are not many styles of Hanfu. There are only a few types that come and go. The level of tailoring is competed with needlework to see who is more complete and more delicate.
My mother, Mrs. Chen, is good at needlework, so I don’t need to be a tailor.
When the shopkeeper of the silk and satin shop heard that they were making women's neon skirts, he recommended silk, which was woven from the silkworms that had just spun this spring. Zhu San chose a purple one and spent another 600 yuan.
Unknowingly, I have been staying at the ferry for more than three hours. It is past noon, and the scorching sun above my head is at its strongest. Although the world is difficult, there are still a large number of vendors of all kinds on the streets of the ferry. They have no choice but to sell their time.
Doubling the extension and shouting with all your strength, just to get a little more income and a little more hope of survival.
Along the way, Zhu San passed by a stall selling hairpins and saw all kinds of silver hairpins. He thought of the little girl from the Zhang family, with her simple, quiet and shy face, how caring she had been to her sister in the past, and her thoughts moved.
, I picked one at random as a thank you gift.
After returning to the dock, Zhu San first loaded the sacks containing money, cloth, and medicinal materials onto the fishing boat and put them away. Feeling a little thirsty, he jumped off the boat and walked to the tea stall opposite where the fishing boat was visible. He ordered a cup of tea and prepared
After drinking, leave.
The sun was scorching hot and there were many people drinking tea. After Zhu San found a seat and sat down, he suddenly saw three 17 or 18-year-old boys sitting together with weapons. They were very eye-catching, especially one of them was taller than him.
He has a tall head, well-dressed, broad forehead, pointed nose, shining eyes, extraordinary appearance, and a resolute look, sitting on his knees in the tea stall, with a majestic air that makes people feel surrendered.
and closeness.
In particular, there is a strange-shaped long knife wrapped across his body. There are protruding tooth-shaped lugs between the handle and the knife. The back of the knife is slightly concave, the tip is upturned, the flat handle is slightly curved to one side, the middle is concave, and the sides are ridged.
The blade exuded a strong murderous aura.
Zhu San didn't know why he felt this way, and thought to himself: "Who is this young man? He actually gave people such a strong murderous and domineering aura. It looked like he had a lot of lives on his hands. There were two people of similar age next to him.
He is a young man, and he is also an outstanding person. Judging from his body shape and sitting posture, he is also a practitioner, but compared with the previous person, he is obviously much different. Judging from the details of his movements, he should be his servant."
Suddenly, there was an idea in my mind that I wanted to make friends. These four teenagers exuded an extraordinary aura. Maybe they were guys who left their names in history. As a time traveler, I should get to know these historical celebrities.
It's not a waste of time to travel through this journey, but the idea of making friends is full of a sense of superiority, and even the aura of domination is like a breeze.
Zhu San was suddenly startled by his own thoughts. Logically speaking, he was reborn in the late Eastern Han Dynasty and was already a Han Dynasty person. This was an unchanging fact. It was just because he carried the memory of his previous life that he had been living in the Han Dynasty for eight years.
With a detached mentality, I often imagine that what I see in front of me is just a TV series or a game. I interact with NPCs and I am overlooking all living beings.
In retrospect, although he had been strict with himself in everything over the years, he still pushed Uncle Wang several times when he recommended him to study with his friends. There was a lot of incompatibility mixed in, but he didn't notice it himself.
Including being friendly to family members and neighbors, it doesn't give you a cordial feeling.
"Is it really Zhuang Zhou Mengdie?" Zhu San couldn't help but smile bitterly, but since he was aware of this problem, he should face it head-on instead of escaping. The domineering young man in front of him, whether he was a celebrity in the Three Kingdoms or a wealthy person in the world, made friends with him.
, it never hurts….
However, Zhu San had been meditating for too long. When he gathered his mood and was about to get up, a handsome young man ran out of the tea stall. He also had a long knife on his waist. He walked in quickly and walked in beside the domineering young man without kneeling down.
I just picked up a bowl of tea and took a sip. It seemed that I had run for a while and was very thirsty.
After calming down, he reported to the domineering young man: "Sir, my subordinates have found out clearly that those gangsters who caused trouble in the countryside live in a house in the south of the city."
The domineering young man glanced at it, took a sip of water, and glanced at the tea stall. He passed by Zhu Sanchu, paused briefly, and quickly passed by. He looked at the three subordinates in front of him, hummed, and said
To: "Okay, let's check out and go!"
He stood up straight first, stabilized the strange long knife in his hand, and left first. The three people behind him followed suit. Among them, the oldest one took out a handful of copper coins and scattered them on the table.
All the passers-by at the stall gave way to the four teenagers and watched them leave quietly.
Seeing that everyone was gone, Zhu San had no choice but to give up all thoughts of making friends and frowned, wondering who they were. He found the tea shopkeeper and asked, "Uncle Chen, do you know who those young men just now are?"
The shopkeeper, Uncle Chen, naturally knew Zhu San, a regular customer. He shook his head and told what he knew: "San Wa'er, these young men look like those good green forest rangers. They just landed ashore not long ago, and they have been there all the time.
When I asked if there were any gangsters at the ferry, a merchant told me that there were four local gangsters doing evil things. No, it seemed like they were trying to bring bad luck to them."
"Also, Sanwa'er, we are all ordinary people. Don't mess with these rangers when they do what they do, and don't be curious to see them. They'll make you look sexy."
At the end of his words, shopkeeper Chen gave a serious and sincere instruction. As a fellow villager, he was naturally worried that Zhu San was young and prone to curiosity. If he was accidentally involved, he would not know how he would die.
"Uncle Chen, I just saw them being strange and asked casually. Don't be careful and don't get involved." Zhu San smiled and thanked them. These are all sincere nostalgia.
After shopkeeper Chen continued to greet other guests, Zhu San sat down to drink tea quietly, feeling amused in his heart: "These four people used to roam the countryside, and they didn't want to get involved with so many green forest rangers today. It seems that all evil deeds will be punished in the end."
, that domineering young man is full of murderous intent, and he is obviously a highly skilled martial artist, and those four people have suffered the consequences, so the ginseng-buying girl should be able to avoid this difficulty."
Zhu San was sitting on the tea stall for half the time when he saw the sun was setting slightly in the west, advertising banners on the pillars outside the tea stall were fluttering towards the south, and the north wind was blowing.
"It's time to go back. Fortunately, things went smoothly. It saved me a lot of time."
We left the tea stall, returned to the fishing boat, lowered the anchor and set sail, untied the hemp rope tied to the wooden piles on the pier, jumped back into the boat, set up the oar, and prepared to swing away.
At this time, there was a noise on the pier, and in the smoke and dust, a middle-aged man was holding a knife and holding a little girl in one hand. There was an arrow stuck in the arm holding the knife, and blood was flowing continuously. Four people behind him
A figure, holding a knife, chased after him fiercely.
The middle-aged man was obviously in a panic and was forced to the shore of the pier. With no way to go, he saw the ships around him, jumped out of one of them, and drew his sword.
"Set the ship quickly!"
Luck, luck, luck, the chosen boat was naturally Zhu San's fishing boat, and the middle-aged man was naturally Uncle Wei and the girl buying ginseng.
When the blade approached, Zhu San was not afraid in the face of danger, and said in a calm tone: "God's will! Uncle, please put the knife away so that I can sail the boat to send you away."
Uncle Wei's eyes were fixed on the pursuit of the soldiers on the shore. He did not recognize Zhu San for a moment, but the girl in his arms recognized him and said in surprise: "Is it you?" The two of them came to their senses and recognized Zhu San.
The crazy and reckless young man not long ago looked at him with a wary look on his face.
Seeing that Uncle Wei didn't put away his sword, Zhu San sneered. This sound came from the mouth of an eight-year-old boy, and it was particularly uncoordinated and weird.
Hearing the sound, Uncle Wei suddenly remembered Zhu San's crazy prophecy earlier. Comparing it in his mind, he suddenly understood that the boy had warned him earlier. The four red lights meant that four people were going to ambush him. This boy
He must be a stranger and must not be rude. He quickly put away the ring knife, hugged the girl, bowed and begged: "Please, young man, please save my young lady!"
Zhu San was very surprised by Uncle Wei's respect, and it felt so good to pretend.
"Elder, there is no need to be like this. Now that I can meet Miss Ru twice, I will definitely be able to send her across the shore safely."
After saying that, without further words, he picked up the bamboo pole on the fishing boat and pushed it hard into the water. The fishing boat left the dock like an arrow and rowed out three feet away. Then, he adjusted the direction and shook it, left and right, and gradually moved away.
go.
The four people who were being chased turned out to be gangsters from all over the ferry. Fortunately, they didn't run into the four domineering young men. The small ferry market was actually in a different place.
"Stop it, stop it quickly, you fisherman, are you trying to die?" The one shouting was the ruffian with sharp ears.
"Brother, he is the black-faced boy from the Zhu family in Shigang Village." A local gangster recognized Zhu San and his fishing boat.
"No matter where he is from, don't find me a boat to chase him now." The ruffian with sharp ears shook his knife and yelled.
"Brother, we have a boat, come up." The gangster on the other side was smart enough to avoid explaining. When he saw Zhu San sailing the boat, he immediately grabbed his boat from another fisherman with a knife, and the four brothers jumped in one after another.
Down.
The gangsters at the ferry make a living along the river, punting on the water, so naturally they have access to everything.
The oar of the stolen fishing boat was larger and wider than Zhu San's. In addition, the four brothers took turns exchanging power and kept the oar swinging rapidly. Gradually, the boat showed signs of catching up.
Seeing this, the sharp-eared gangster breathed a sigh of relief, and then started another round of threats: "You black-faced boy from the Zhu family, why don't you stop the boat quickly? Why don't you want to hang out at this ferry? If you don't hand over your people, be careful and I will kill you."