What gave Tang Ping a headache was that compared to Lao Cui, Cheng Chumo was too curious.
It's normal when you think about it. Lao Cui is in his thirties, an old pawn who was killed in a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. He is a mature and prudent man. Even if he has curiosity, he can hold it in.
And what about Cheng Chumo? This coward is only at the age of a high school student, the age when he is most curious.
In addition, this guy has been a troublemaker since he was a child. He was beaten by Cheng Zhijie since he was a child, and he has not changed much about this problem until now.
So after being frightened by Tang Ping at first, he quickly returned to his true nature.
"Brother Ping, why does that car look bigger than your pickup truck?"
"Brother Ping, why are those people looking at their little square while walking?"
"By the way, I've seen you look at that little square a few times. What is that thing?"
"Let me go, brother Ping, was that man who passed by just now? How did you make yourself look neither male nor female?"
"Cheng Chumo!" Tang Ping gritted his molars. Now he suddenly understood the feelings of Sun Wukong in Westward Journey. This guy was really like a hundred flies, buzzing around him all the time.
"Oh!" Cheng Chumo took a step back obediently, and then suddenly reached out to block Tang Ping's eyes: "Brother Ping, don't look at it, it's offensive!"
Tang Ping was helpless. Do he still have to explain to him that showing long legs is a common phenomenon here?
"We are going to take a car now. If you say a word in the car, the driver may send you to be sliced for study. It's up to you!"
Tang Ping's online taxi arrived, and he got in first.
Cheng Chumo had been in a pickup truck several times and knew how to open the door, so he opened the door and got in.
Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly saw the driver in the driver's seat in front of him, covering his mouth tightly.
"What's wrong with this little brother? You don't want to vomit, do you?" The driver saw Cheng Chumo covering his mouth and looking a little painful: "There are garbage bags in the back seat of the car. Don't vomit in the car."
"It's okay, master, he just likes to be funny!"
Along the way, Cheng Chumo finally calmed down for a rare moment.
After getting out of the car, Cheng Chumo looked around and saw that there was no one within a few meters, and then asked in a low voice: "Brother Ping, why did you call the person who started driving the car, master? It seems to me that you don't know him!"
"And why was he waiting at that intersection for so long when there was no car in front of him just now? Was he waiting for something?"
Tang Ping facepalmed. If he had a choice, he would have closed the door directly at that time. Anyway, after the door was closed, the flow of time in the Tang Dynasty could be relatively static here. He would go back to deal with this melon when he was finished in modern times. What a good question to ask?
Now that I have brought him here, I feel like I am causing trouble for myself.
Tang Ping had no choice but to point to a sausage seller on the roadside and asked, "How do you like it? Do you want to eat it?"
At this time, it is estimated that only delicious food can stop his mouth.
Sure enough, when Cheng Chumo saw the blossoming and oily sausages in the sausage box, his throat twitched, he swallowed and nodded: "Yes!"
"Boss, here are ten sausages!" In order to silence Cheng Chumo temporarily, Tang Ping spared no expense.
Five sausages in one hand finally calmed Cheng Chumo down for the time being.
"Boss, the swing harvester I asked you to buy for me last time has arrived, right?"
"Here we are, here we are, it's hard to buy this thing now." The owner of the shop obviously recognized Tang Ping, and while moving a big box out from the back, he asked: "The young man's family is from a mountainous area, right? Hey, if you go to a mountainous area, If you don’t have a tractor, you really have to use this kind of swing arm harvester that uses animal power.”
Tang Ping answered vaguely, paid the fee, left his address and left.
Then the curious baby Cheng Chumo came up again: "Brother Ping, what did you just buy? Is it used to harvest wheat?"
Just as Tang Ping was about to speak, he heard someone from behind shouting to catch the thief.
Looking back again, well, what a coincidence, wasn't the person who escaped on a bicycle one of the thieves who was dealt with by Lao Cui last time?
In fact, this is not surprising. Thieves are also territorial, and they rely on this to make a living. They can't just stop "working" after Tang Ping takes care of them.
Moreover, this market has a large flow of people, so it is not always possible to meet people like Tang Ping.
So they still come out to commit crimes from time to time.
"Chu Mo, have you seen the cyclists? Get them down!"
"Okay!" Cheng Chumo stuffed the last sausage into his mouth. Unfortunately, this was the last one. He originally planned to savor it slowly.
When the two were about to arrive, he stepped in front of them and kicked the front wheel of the bicycle.
It turned out that they were not dealing with Li Bai. Cheng Chumo saw Li Bai riding a bicycle and simulated how to kick Li Bai off the bicycle countless times. Now he finally had the opportunity to combine theory with practice.
The two people didn't expect that Cheng Yaojin's son would appear halfway, and he fell to the ground and became a gourd rolling on the ground.
"Catch them!" The people chasing him caught up, and Tang Ping discovered that there were actually two policemen inside.
"This classmate is doing a good job. Which school are you from?" Cheng Chumo is not like Fang Yiai. He has a face of thirty-five or sixty when he was fifteen or sixteen years old. Now he is wearing sportswear and a hat, but he is He looks like a student.
"I...which school should I go to?" Cheng Chumo panicked and asked behind Tang Ping.
Tang Ping had told him when he came out just now that these uniformed people were official servants of this era, and many of them carried things called "guns" like cannons. Even if there were ten of them, they would not belong to the other party. opponent.
"Comrade police, my brother has not studied since he graduated from high school."
"Oh, it's not easy to stand up. I even wanted to send a banner to their school."
As he spoke, he lifted up a thief on the ground: "I've been squatting with these guys for a long time, and I finally caught them today."
"Comrade police, they are a gang, there are at least four or five people." Tang Ping, as a good citizen, felt that he had to tell what he knew.
"Hey, how do you know?" The policeman had time to take a good look at Tang Ping and Cheng Chumo, but they were just ordinary people and couldn't tell anything.
"Because last time I was almost stolen by them in this market, and then they came together to threaten me, but my friends and I reasoned with them and they left, so I didn't call the police."
"Young man, how could you not call the police when you encounter something like this? It's very dangerous for you to do this, you know? You must call the police next time you encounter something like this!"
The thief's face darkened. Do you think you're being reasonable? Also, danger is danger, but comrade police, can you figure out who is in danger?
