Looking into the distance, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the white snow is like floating clouds. Under the sunlight, it looks even more magnificent.
However, it is difficult to see such a scene after entering Nanwulin. Due to climate reasons, the cold air of winter in the Central Plains has not affected this seemingly peaceful land.
In a market in Nanwulin, traders from all over the world were displaying goods, holding big umbrellas at stalls, or pushing carts, hawking, and there was an endless stream of people, making it a prosperous scene.
Dang, Dang, Dang!
"Hey, Xue Hua Luo, it's delicious and not expensive. Come and have a taste when you pass by!"
The tapping sound of the ice cup sounded from time to time, very clear, accompanied by a unique shout, which was also unique in this market:
“What’s given is a lot, what’s served is a lot, it’s cold, sweet and delicious!”
The hawking sound is long and sweet, vivid and very pleasant, which attracts the attention of people coming from afar.
A man and a woman were walking slowly hand in hand on the street. The woman had white hair like snow and a fairy-like appearance. She was dressed in a blue and white dress, flawless and charming. The man had a cold and handsome appearance, and his unique temperament made him look like that. Huo's red hair didn't look so bright, and his movements showed calmness.
Lin Chongyang followed the sound with his eyes and sighed: "The inheritance of this family is still there."
Back then, when he came to Nan Wulin to relax, he saw that store while passing by the market. Although a young man is now the boss, this inheritance has not been cut off.
"I think your husband is quite pleased with this." Ji Wuxia couldn't help but chuckle when he saw this.
Lin Chongyang nodded slightly and chuckled: "Well, I am indeed quite gratified and happy."
Without natural disasters and wars, people would not need to seek food and clothing in troubled times.
Not everyone can be like that Yedian white noodles, which has been passed down from generation to generation and has not been discontinued even after thousands of years. That kind of situation is extremely rare in this difficult world.
The hidden danger of the Yi family was thrown back into the deep world, and the coming March catastrophe, from the standpoint of the people of the Southern Wulin, would naturally be avoided if possible.
"You're a candy blower!"
"The white crane spreads its wings!"
"Monkey on the pole!"
The shouts continued, and not far away, there were more than ten kinds of vivid animals stuck on the edge of a cart. If you look closely, you will see that they are candy men.
Behind the cart, the master skillfully takes a ventilated bamboo stick with both hands, turns it around in the hot sugar pot, sticks the sugar syrup on it, and then pinches it up and down, while blowing it, pinching the ears, eyes and limbs, and blowing it until it becomes hollow, transparent and lifelike. Animal shapes, just for sale.
All around, a group of children were stunned and craning their necks to watch the performance.
Some children will take out their copper coins to buy a candy figure they like, rotate it up and down, left and right, and finally stick out their tongues to lick it.
The goods full of local characteristics are dazzling, and the aroma of different foods and fireworks fill the air, attracting people's attention.
"Go there and have a look?" Lin Chongyang asked easily, looking in another direction.
Ji Wuxia followed his gaze and saw a small stall selling jewelry. The stall owner was an old woman in her sixties, which was considered an advanced age for ordinary people.
After all, she didn't refuse verbally: "Okay."
After setting up the stall, when he saw a customer coming, the stall owner greeted him:
"Sir, do you want to buy jewelry for your wife?"
Although the stall looks small, there are many types, such as hairpins, hairpins, flower necklaces, necklaces, bracelets, etc., all in various styles and materials.
The most important thing is that the craftsmanship is quite good, no worse than Zhongyuan.
"Yeah." Lin Chongyang nodded, and then said to the person next to him: "Let's see if there's anyone you like?"
Then he felt that the hand he was holding was a little stronger.
Ji Wuxia doesn't have much interest in these things. You must know that the jewelry they used when they got married was purchased with the help of senior sister Mu Lingfeng. Dressing up is not as interesting as practicing sword dancing.
She lowered her eyes and scanned the stalls without focusing on anything. This matter was still too difficult for her.
"Master, what do you think of this? It has been selling very well recently."
Seeing this, the stall owner took out an emerald phoenix hairpin and spoke to the two of them.
"This one is a bit more gorgeous." Lin Chongyang shook his head gently.
He didn't care much about the price, but since he wanted to buy it, he naturally chose the most suitable one, even if he did it on a whim.
His fingers lightly passed over the stall, and finally stopped on a hollow moiré silver hairpin. It looked simple, the workmanship was unambiguous, and it was very elegant.
Lin Chongyang turned to look at his wife, and then turned his attention to the stall.
"Just these two." At the same time as he spoke, he picked up two identical silver hairpins with moiré patterns.
The stall owner was about to stretch out his hand: "I'll help you wrap it up."
"No need to trouble the store, but how much is the total?" Lin Chongyang said, interrupting the stall owner.
Then, he turned around and inserted the two silver hairpins into Ji Wuxia's hair on the right side, corresponding to the two beaded hairpins on the left side that helped to tie up her hair in a high bun. They complemented each other.
After he finished his work, the shopkeeper quoted the price: "Seventeen taels of silver."
Lin Chongyang did not counter-offer, but took out the broken silver and handed it over. After clearing the money and goods, the two left the jewelry stall.
Ji Wuxia originally thought about adding something to him, but with his outfit, there seemed to be nothing more to add, so the idea was ended as soon as it was born.
The two of them were strolling around casually, and Lin Chongyang also bought his wife some fine wines that are a specialty of Nanwulin. The crowd in front suddenly became crowded, and it seemed that a young man was faintly crying.
"Woo, who, a kind-hearted person, can save my sister?"
After hearing the sound, Ji Wuxia directly pulled Lin Chongyang and rushed to the source. With the character of the couple, it would be fine if they had not encountered similar things. Once they encountered it, they would not turn a blind eye.
What caught his eye was a pair of siblings, young in age. Both of their clothes were torn.
The unkempt brother's face was covered with tears. He kept kowtowing to the people around him and asked for help. His expression was quite anxious and he repeated a few words nervously.
The girl lying behind him was the sister he was talking about. She was lying on the ground at the moment, covering her chest with her hands, her face was pale, and cold sweat kept falling from her forehead.
When passers-by saw this, they either looked on with cold eyes or sighed helplessly.
The younger brother is stupid and the elder sister is sick. For ordinary people, most people are still powerless and unwilling to touch this bad luck, because most people don't want people to die in their own homes.
"Husband." Ji Wuxia retracted his gaze and looked at the person beside him.
At this moment, the seemingly foolish young man actually looked towards where the two of them were standing.
"Help, help sister..." The young man kowtowed desperately, blood flowing from his forehead and dyeing the stone bricks on the ground red.
This move surprised Ji Wuxia. With her cultivation level, she could naturally tell that the young man noticed them.
"Was it the same when Master met Qicheng?"
Lin Chongyang saw this and sighed helplessly: "Let's go."
(End of chapter)
