finally,
Yang Dong reached an agreement with the old beggar at a price of twenty taels.
The old beggar took a small handful of broken silver and weighed it carefully in his hand.
The next moment, a proud smile appeared in his eyes.
"This guy still has too little experience in the world of martial arts!"
"These scraps of silver are worth three taels per cent, which is one cent more than the deposit!"
"With this money, I can at least order more vegetarian dishes when I go back to Qunfang House next time."
"Earned it, earned it!"
Seeing the old beggar's beaming expression, Yang Dong couldn't help but have a hint of complexity in his eyes.
He touched the inner pocket of his shirt, and there was a five-thousand-tael banknote lying quietly in it.
I didn't expect it, I didn't expect that asking such a master to take action would only cost twenty taels of silver.
It seems that prices in Dazhou are indeed not cheap, so we should pay more attention in the future!
Well, try to hire an old beggar next time and it only costs ten taels of silver!
Silently gathering his thoughts, Yang Dong looked at the old beggar and asked:
"Dare you ask me your senior's name?"
Upon hearing the other party asking for his name, a hint of pride suddenly appeared on the old beggar's originally happy face.
"Since you sincerely asked for advice, I will tell you with great mercy!"
"I have been traveling in the world for many years, and I am so famous that I am the best among all the heroes. As long as I tell you my name, everyone in the world knows about it."
"Speaking of my name, I think back then it was..."
Yang Dong really couldn't stand it anymore. He couldn't figure it out anyway. This old beggar was obviously a master, why did he look so out of place?
Sure enough, I am still too young.
He sighed softly, took out two copper coins from his pocket, and photographed them in front of the old beggar.
"Old man Hong, be happy, this copper coin is yours."
When the old beggar heard this, his eyes instantly lit up.
He dodged without giving Yang Dong a chance to react, and had two more copper coins in his hand.
"The boss is generous! I, Hong Laoliu, have met the boss."
Hong Laoliu...
This name...
What an old man!
Yang Dong twitched the corner of his mouth and continued:
"My name is Yang Dong, from now on you..."
"Boss Yang, I will be waiting for you at the gate of the city at midnight the day after tomorrow."
"We have an agreement in advance. If you don't come, the deposit will not be refunded!"
Yang Dong nodded slightly and said:
"It's natural!"
After saying that, he walked towards the inner city.
But at this moment, Hong Laoliu's urgent voice suddenly came from behind him.
"By the way, Boss Yang. There is one more thing, you have to help me!"
"If that old guy named Lu asks, how about you just say that I didn't agree to your going to Luozhou?"
"I have worked hard to earn my money, and I don't want to share it with that old man..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw a deafening muffled thunder suddenly coming from not far away in the alley ahead.
The next moment, a simple roof made of thatch flew into the air fifty meters high.
Along with it, there was thick black smoke and a slightly pungent smell of gunpowder.
Yang Dong rubbed his nose with a look of astonishment on his face.
How come there is the smell of gunpowder in this capital city!
And the roof just now seemed to have been bombed...
At the same time, he heard Hong Laoliu's gnashing of teeth in his ears.
"You bastard named Lu, how dare you attack my house!"
"When I see you next time, I will hang you upside down on a tree and whip you hard!"
"My house, my house..."
As he spoke, he instantly disappeared in front of Yang Dong like a bolt of human lightning.
At the same time, the entrance of the alley not far away.
Mr. Lu wore a coarse craftsman's robe, and his hands were still black with toner.
He clapped his hands, a proud smile written on his wrinkled old face.
Old man named Hong, don't think that I don't know what your plans are.
With Xiao Yang as the sponsor, I don’t believe you have the heart to refuse!
I know that you will definitely not give me any money. So... I will blow up your doghouse!
Without the kennel, let’s see where you sleep tonight!
Cuihua, she doesn’t have you in her heart at all, idiot. She is just greedy for the blood in your body...
However, this matter should not be hidden from you, an old beggar.
…
After returning to the palace,
Yang Dong explained everything about the West Factory.
Then when no one was around, he wrote another note and hid it under the rockery in the back garden.
I had to tell Uncle Zhang that I was leaving the palace.
He had tried so hard to get himself into the Great Zhou Palace, and he certainly didn't want to see his chess piece die in Luozhou for no reason, right?
If it doesn't work, just think of it as adding a layer of amulet to yourself.
Wait, did I forget something?
Yang Dong's eyes twinkled as he sat on the golden nanmu chair and meditated slightly.
Damn it, I feel like I forgot something.
But I just can't remember it.
Forget it, never mind. Tomorrow morning I will go to the Lenggong Manufacturing Factory and ask Mr. Lu to make some more solid and hollow iron balls.
Then, you can set off.
Calculating the distance, we might even run into Yao Qi and the others on the way.
As for Yao Jia...
Let her stay in the palace. The journey is long and full of dangers. The young man might not be able to come back alive, let alone a little girl.
It's a pity that I can't teach Lin Man'er, a little wild cat, to be a human being before I leave.
Speaking of which, I still miss An Rongrong’s ventriloquism...
Yang Dong muttered to himself and gradually fell asleep.
But he didn't know that right next door to him, a large iron bowl was firmly attached to the wall.
A thin cotton thread hangs from the bottom of the iron bowl and is tightly connected to the other iron bowl.
The other iron bowl is currently attached to a white and exquisite jade ear.
Yes, these two iron bowls were built and named by Mr. Lu himself.
At this moment, it appeared in Yao Jia's hands.
Yao Jia listened to the even breathing coming from the other side of the wall, and a trace of thought appeared on her pure and pleasant face.
Mr. Yang didn't want to take me to Luozhou, so I had to find a way to follow him secretly.
I just don’t know what’s so magical about An Meiren’s ventriloquism and why Mr. Yang can’t forget it.
I don’t have time this time. When I come back next time, I must find a way to get the secret of An Mei’s oral skills.
Maybe if I master this trick, Mr. Yang will never forget me too...
Thinking of this, a faint blush appeared on Yao Jia's baby cheeks.
…
Pingzhou, late at night,
A group of men in black touched the night and moved to the outside of the city wall.
The leading man in black stopped, and under the moonlight, a piercing killing intent flashed through his single eye.
"Lin Chunqiu, I'm afraid you never dreamed that I am still alive, right?"
"Not only am I alive, I also joined Da Qin."
"This time, I will go to Luozhou and cut off your son's head with my own hands!"
