On weekdays, the firewood that Zhang Shaofei picks up to sell is in large bundles. The scale head is enough. The price is cheaper than others, so many customers in the firewood market are happy to buy his firewood.
Once, after Zhang Shaofei sold firewood, he went to a rice shop to buy rice. He passed by the "Wangji Cake Shop" in the west of the city, and the smell of pancakes wafted from it.
Smelling the tempting aroma of pancakes, Zhang Shaofei thought to himself: Why not go up and buy two pancakes and take them back to honor his grandma.
So Zhang Shaofei went over and bought two fried pancakes that were crispy and fragrant. Then he went to a rice shop to buy rice and returned home happily.
As soon as Zhang Shaofei saw Wang Shaoxiang weaving in front of the loom in the hall, he quickly stepped forward, handed the package to her, and said happily: "Mom, this is your favorite pancake."
Wang Shaoxiang took the pancake, took a bite, chewed it, a smile spread across his wrinkled face, and he said: "Good food, good food!"
Zhang Shaofei was very happy when he saw his mother's expression.
Wang Shaoxiang was eating and eating, and suddenly thought of something. He stared at Zhang Shaofei and said, "Fei'er, have you eaten yet?"
Facing the golden pancakes with fragrant aroma, Zhang Shaofei's saliva flowed to the corners of his mouth, but he bit his lips, twitched his throat hard, swallowed the saliva back into his stomach, and said: "I already ate them in the city. pass."
"Is it true?" Wang Shaoxiang narrowed his eyes and looked at him suspiciously.
Zhang Shaofei nodded seriously: "Really, I've already eaten one. It's sweet and delicious." After speaking, he smacked his lips, puffed up his belly with air, and stood it up for Wang Shaoxiang to see.
When Wang Shaoxiang saw what he said, he ate all the pancakes.
Watching Wang Shaoxiang chewing fried pancakes, Zhang Shaofei's mouth was naturally very greedy, and his stomach was very uncomfortable, but he felt very satisfied in his heart.
The harsh world and hard life have cultivated Zhang Shaofei's compassionate and cynical thoughts, and developed his perseverance and perseverance.
One time, Zhang Shaofei carried firewood to the firewood market. After selling the firewood, he went to the west of the city to buy pancakes. He saw a large number of people gathered in front of the big willow tree by the Xijiang River in Qiu County, and shouts and cheers could be heard from time to time. Voice.
Zhang Shaofei felt strange and squeezed into the crowd to see what happened.
It turned out that a tall and burly man with a black mole on his face was selling martial arts.
He picked up the Daguandao, which weighed several dozen kilograms, with one hand. When he waved it, cold light dazzled him, and there was a whistling sound from the sword.
After dancing for a few rounds, the big man with black mole stopped his moves and asked the audience loudly:
"How is my Guandao dance?"
"good!"
"What a martial art!"
There were bursts of praise from the onlookers.
The big man with black mole stood in the center. His movements were too fierce just now, he was a little out of breath, and his hairy chest was rising and falling. He heard the onlookers praise him one after another, and his blushing face showed pride.
"Lin Orion, how's your income lately?" Zhang Shaofei heard the waiter-looking person who squeezed to his left ask.
"Usually." An old hunter with a tiger skin around his waist standing on Zhang Shaofei's right replied. Although he is old, his voice is loud.
"No way!" said the waiter.
"It's indeed normal." Orion Lin raised his voice, "If you don't believe me, ask my daughter."
"Dad is right." A girl next to him also nodded.
Unexpectedly, the martial arts salesman heard the wrong words, and with a quick step, he rushed to Lin Orion: "What, you said my martial arts are average?" After saying that, he grabbed Lin Orion's chest and dragged him to the center of the field.
"No, no! I didn't say your martial arts were ordinary." Orion Lin struggled.
"I clearly heard what you said with my own ears! Do you think I am deaf?" The big man with black mole bared his yellowed teeth and his eyes were as big as copper bells, like the fierce King Kong in the temple.
When the girl saw her father being bullied for no reason, she rushed over desperately: "Hey, martial arts guy, are you being reasonable?"
"Is it reasonable for him to ridicule me in public?" The big man with black mole was aggressive, turning his scorching eyes towards Orion Lin, "Since you said my martial arts are 'normal', then your martial arts must be very good. Come, I will fight you to the death."
Orion Lin had never experienced such a bluffing scene before. He was so frightened that he didn't know what to do.
But his daughter said "poof" and spat on the ground. Her eyebrows stood up: "You are going too far! You let my father go. If you want a duel, I will do it!" After saying that, he stepped away and said, He raised his hands and made a show-off gesture.
"Ha, you must have eaten the guts of a leopard!" The man with the black mole let go of Orion Lin and punched the girl.
After fighting for several rounds, the girl was no match for the big man with black mole. He slapped her hard on the chest. The girl fell back several feet, unsteady on her feet, and fell to the ground.
The big man with black mole wants to take advantage of the situation and step forward. At this time, a cry broke out from the crowd: "Stop!"
The big man with black mole turned his head, and a young man walked out of the crowd.
Although the visitor is not tall and powerful, he is very strong and handsome, with a slightly round face, protruding forehead, bright eyes, and a high nose bridge. The sharp edges and corners give people a feeling of resoluteness and determination. And his slightly thick lips made him look somewhat honest and kind.
He is Zhang Shaofei.
Among the onlookers, Zhang Shaofei had the clearest understanding of the cause and effect of this incident. Now that he saw the bully and bully warrior being so unreasonable and even hurting others, he finally couldn't hold himself back and stepped forward to stop him.
The big man with black mole thought that Zhang Shaofei came to fight with him, so he took a stance on his horse, made a move with his hands, and positioned himself on his chest, waiting for the attack.
Zhang Shaofei did not fight him. Instead, he offered his hand to the big man with black mole and made a big gift: "I am not here to challenge you in a duel, but to give you an explanation."
"Huh, no need to explain anymore. Now you have only one way, compete with me!" The big man with black mole was really arrogant and domineering to the extreme.
The onlookers were stunned when they saw the thick black hair on the chest of the big man with black mole, his thick arms, his grinning face and the large sword that even one person could not lift.
An idea whirled in Zhang Shaofei's mind like a top. After a while, his face darkened and he said to the big man with black mole, "Go to the gate of Orion tomorrow morning to compete."
The big man with black mole asked Lin Orion sternly: "Where do you live?"
Lin Orion pointed to the west and replied: "Next door to the 'Faji' cloth shop in the west of the city."
The big man with black mole: "Don't give in, let alone run away!"
Orion Lin looked at Zhang Shaofei with pleading eyes.
Zhang Shaofei puffed up his chest and said loudly: "How could we escape? Of course I have the ability to subdue you!"
"Okay, tomorrow I will make you die with your eyes closed and your heart convinced!" The man with the black mole packed up his martial arts stalls and left with the Daguan Dao.
The onlookers also dispersed one after another.
Lin Orion asked Zhang Shaofei: "Little official, what kind of martial arts do you usually learn? Can you stop that evil man?"
"No!" Zhang Shaofei shook his head honestly, spread his hands horizontally, and answered bluntly, "I have never learned martial arts."
Lin Orion seemed to have been drenched by a basin of cold water from head to toe, with a grimace on his face: "Oh, if you do this, don't you want me to die in front of your house tomorrow?"
Zhang Shaofei, however, was confident. He stepped forward and patted his shoulder, comforting him: "Don't worry, I will find a way to deal with him."
"My life will be left to you." After Lin Orion finished speaking, seeing the girl's pale face, he walked over and asked with concern: "Nv, what do you think?"
Orion Lin's daughter, named Lan Bing, was panting, with a look of pain on her face: "My chest is a little tight and painful."
Zhang Shaofei comforted him: "Girl, you don't have to be afraid. My family has a doctor who specializes in treating bruises and internal injuries. My mother-in-law has studied medicine with my grandpa. I will bring you some medicine tomorrow."
Lan Bing raised his head and cast a grateful glance at this strange young man: "Thank you so much."
"You're welcome. Let's go to your house first."
Lin Orion's home is next to the "Faji" cloth shop. It is a small house with walls made of yellow mud and lime sand mixed and compacted. A deer antler and several chamois hides hung on the wall. Lin Orion used to be an archer in the army. Later, he became old and frail and returned to live in Qiu County, where he and his daughter still made a living by hunting.
After Zhang Shaofei inspected his home, he told Orion Lin the preliminary strategy he had drawn up.
Zhang Shaofei returned home and told his mother what happened today.
After hearing this, the wrinkles on Wang Shaoxiang's face softened a lot: "Being a human being is based on loyalty and compassion. You stepped forward when others were in danger today, good!"
The next day, Zhang Shaofei brought the bone-breaking medicine that his mother had given him to Lin Orion's house.
After Lan Bing took it, she coughed violently and coughed up a few small pieces of black congestion. Her heart immediately felt much smoother and her face became much rosier.
Zhang Shaofei told Orion Lin to hide in the cloth shop next door, while he and Lan Bing waited for the arrival of the big man with black mole.
Before noon, a big man with black mole, tied with a wide black polyester ribbon around his waist, exposed his chest, came to pick a fight with a Daguan knife.
As soon as he arrived at the gate, he cursed loudly: "Old man, come out and die! Come out!" After that, he stamped the ground with his feet.
Zhang Shaofei walked out of the room: "I'm sorry, Orion Lin wanted to fight you today. But his master heard that his apprentice wanted to fight you, so he sent someone with a message to ask him to go to Yunwu Mountain and teach him how to learn. A unique skill."
"Ouch, aren't you kidding me?" the man with the black mole yelled angrily, "When will he come back?"
"the day after tomorrow."
The big man with black mole said angrily: "Let this old man live for two more days." After saying that, he angrily walked away with the Daguan knife.
On the third day, Zhang Shaofei used iron sticks to scratch five parallel deep grooves on the hard wall, and then asked Orion Lin to hide in the cloth shop next door.
At three o'clock in the morning, a big man with a black mole carrying a large sword rushed straight through the door: "Today next year will be the death anniversary of this old man, right?"
Zhang Shaofei deliberately looked worried: "Lin Orion came back last night and tried the stunts taught by the master in the past two days. He found that the newly learned stunts were still not strong enough."
"What special skill?" The big man with the black mole asked casually out of curiosity.
Zhang Shaofei pointed at the wall: "Five Finger Zen Technique!"
