Well, let alone the bunch of keys, he would be satisfied if there was a room big enough.
At least it's more convenient to practice boxing by yourself.
Speaking of which, he wanted to sign up for a martial arts school and learn systematically.
Although the monk profession brings a lot of skills on exerting force, fighting, etc., these skills are actually the most basic, and there are no tricks or punches.
Obviously, these basic skills alone are not enough.
In the professional memory of monks, there are many powerful monks.
These extremely powerful monks can suppress evil spirits. Fighting evil gods does not just rely on basic skills.
They come from some secluded monasteries and have a long tradition of boxing skills.
In fact, the shocking fist is derived from a certain boxing technique.
But the monk profession can only give so much at most. If he wants more boxing skills, Fang Xiaoyue can only learn them by himself.
Of course, everything requires money.
In order to make more money, Fang Xiaoyue will not use the picked wood to carve in the next live broadcast.
Although that thing is free of charge, the material is really not good, and the smoothness of the carved figures is much worse.
So he simply stopped live broadcasting for a day and said a few words to fans in the live broadcast room that he needed to purchase materials. Then he went to bed early at night. When he got up early the next morning, he went out and ran back to wash up and change clothes at 8 o'clock.
Today he was going to go to the flea market in Mohai City. After all, it was a bit expensive to buy raw materials directly. He might as well go shopping in the flea market, maybe he could find some good stuff.
You know, Wang Leilei got a lot of things from flea markets, such as cameras, and his dozen T-shirts, which were all unopened when they were bought.
But as soon as he opened the door, he saw the girl Huang Meiyue coming out opposite.
"Brother Wang, are you going out so early today?"
Huang Meiyue straightened her long hair hanging on her shoulders and asked with a chuckle. A breath of youth came to her face, making Fang Xiaoyue feel a little unstable.
"It's okay. Are you going to go to the flea market to see if you can find something?"
Fang Xiaoyue has lived for almost forty years even in the plane of Iron Rice and Steel.
But when facing such a young and beautiful girl, he still couldn't control himself. There was nothing he could do. Wang Leilei's body seemed to contain a lot of secret love for Huang Meiyue, which would be easily aroused once he faced Huang Meiyue.
He stuttered unconsciously when he spoke.
"A flea market? It just so happens that I'm short of a toaster. Let's go together and see if we can find a second-hand one."
When Huang Meiyue said this, Fang Xiaoyue had no resistance at all and could only obey.
Of course, he also understood that Huang Meiyue would never fall in love with him, so they went to the flea market together.
These days, no matter how kind-hearted a girl is, she will use her own advantages.
A girl's house cannot move anything when the time comes. How dare you, Wang Leilei, leave on your own? Why don't you help carry a few things back?
Of course, Fang Xiaoyue would not refuse. After all, it was very pleasant when others borrowed money. It was normal for him to contribute. Besides, carrying something could be considered exercise.
Huang Meiyue is not like other girls who have to take a taxi when going out.
The two of them walked out of the community gate and waited at the bus stop.
Today's weather can be described as clear and clear. The scorching sunshine is shining down, and the hot wind mixed with the atmosphere of the steel city is blowing, making Fang Xiaoyue feel as if she is in a steamer.
But when he got on the bus, he felt like he was transferred from the steamer to the oven again.
The temperature outside might be 35 degrees, but the temperature on the bus was at least over 37 degrees, and even the seat he easily grabbed was as high as over 42 degrees!
No wonder there were few people in the car. No one else could bear the temperature.
"Sister, I'll help you grab a seat."
Fang Xiaoyue could feel the hot smell emanating from the seat half a meter away. Without any hesitation, she stepped aside and asked Huang Meiyue to sit down.
Huang Meiyue smiled lightly: "Brother Lei, I'm not tired. You are fat and get tired easily, so you should sit down."
Just when Fang Xiaoyue wanted to give in again, Huang Meiyue actually grabbed his arm, pushed him to the seat, then held his shoulders and pressed him down on the seat.
With Fang Xiaoyue now recovering a lot of strength, it would be impossible for Huang Meiyue, a weak woman, to hold him down on his seat.
But Fang Xiaoyue didn't have the courage to stand up directly, otherwise, he would encounter something indescribable.
Just sit down, that is, if it gets a little hot, you can bear it.
However, the disadvantages of being too big in a city soon became apparent.
After going all the way, the bus arrived at the flea market two hours later.
When Fang Xiaoyue got off the car, she felt that the parts of her body that were in contact with the seat were almost familiar.
The flea market in Mohai City was originally a freight terminal built a hundred years ago.
Later, as the tonnage of ships became larger and larger, those ships were more willing to go to the newly built wharf, causing this wharf to become abandoned over time.
Thirty years ago, people started trading secondhand goods in this area. Today, it has become a huge flea market, and its reputation has even spread abroad.
No, as soon as Fang Xiaoyue got off the car, they saw a tour guide holding a loudspeaker and wearing a red vest leading a group of blond foreigners towards the flea market. As he walked, he introduced: "This is the Eastern Hemisphere. The largest flea market, someone once found Florissa's painting: Little Sheep here, which is said to be worth 25 million..."
There is no doubt that the tour guide’s introduction made the foreigners excited. Perhaps they imagined that they would be the next lucky ones to find a famous painting or antique.
Fang Xiaoyue does not have the same illusions as those foreigners.
It is possible to find priceless antiques and paintings at this flea market.
But ever since that lucky guy showed up, anyone who takes things to the flea market to sell, as long as they look like antiques, will have them appraised.
Therefore, if you want to find treasures here, it is no less difficult than digging for a gold bracelet on the beach.
Huang Meiyue had never heard of this matter. When Fang Xiaoyue said this, she gave up the idea of hunting for treasure.
Entering the flea market, there were stalls filled with all kinds of things.
Fortunately, Mohai City started cleaning up the flea market ten years ago.
Today’s flea markets are far less chaotic than they once were.
Like those supermarkets and hypermarkets, the flea market divides the entire market according to the type of second-hand goods into mobile phones and digital products, daily necessities, home appliances, sports and outdoor, cars, furniture, accessories, clothing, toys, pet supplies, books, and cultural toys Wait for more than ten markets.
