A few words to persuade Tang Tang and let her know that Zhou Bing was fine.
Tang Wen was not in a hurry to leave. He took the meat buns from his sister, ate them and walked around the market.
There are white rectangles painted on the market floor, which are about the same size as parking spaces.
Someone was pushing a wooden cart like Tangtang, with needles and threads, bamboo chopsticks and wooden bowls, paper and cloth heads...
Taken together, it looks like a daily necessities department store.
Moreover, they not only accepted copper coins and silver, but also accepted barter transactions.
Bustling and haggling.
Tang Wen suddenly relaxed.
The negative emotions caused by fighting and escaping day and night were gradually diluted by the atmosphere of the market and the atmosphere of life here.
Maybe the guards are working hard outside because they hope that their families can come here to hang out when they have free time.
As for Tang Wen, he also hopes that everyone who comes can buy his own Roujiamo.
Um?
His eyes were attracted by a few books on the ground.
"Iron Palm Kung Fu" "Iron Elbow Kung Fu" "Iron Head Kung Fu"
Tang Wen stopped.
The stall owner was an old man, and he said, "Brother, if you like any book, you can pick it up and look through it."
"What's the price?" Tang Wen asked casually.
"This", the old man looked at Tang Wen: "Fifteen"
Before he finished speaking, Tang Wen took a step and left.
"Ten cents, only ten cents per copy."
"Okay." He turned around unsteadily and squatted down.
I casually flipped through these exercises and felt quite speechless.
Iron Palm Kung Fu involves poking the sand with your hands. It says on it that you need to soak your hands with medicinal materials, but it doesn't specify what medicinal materials it is. It just says to go to the medical clinic and ask.
The Elbow Sticking Kung Fu and the Iron Head Kung Fu are pretty much the same, and they are all practiced in this way.
He shook his head and stood up. Although the old man was unwilling to accept it, he did not hold him back any longer.
Obviously, he also knew what kind of secret book he was selling.
After walking around, Tang Wen noticed another stall selling hairpins.
The stall owners are a pair of grandsons. Their clothes are clean and white. The old man seems to be unable to speak and can only communicate with others by making some gestures with his hands.
The granddaughter is thirteen or fourteen years old, with a pair of ponytails and a shy smile.
Tang Wen came over and took a closer look. They were all wooden hairpins.
"You are so handsome. Why don't you buy hairpins for your sweetheart? The hairpins here are cheap and beautiful. Please pick a few more."
"You're such a naughty fox, you can't walk when you see a handsome boy!"
"Sell a few more for you to wear?"
The cheerful and frivolous voice came with the fragrant warm wind.
A group of women covered in furs, with red lips and half-clothed in the biting cold wind came over laughing.
They were scattered around Tang Wen in twos and threes.
Foxy eyes stared at him, looking up and down.
Tang Wen felt a little uncomfortable, these teachers, no, these special workers.
Why don't you go to the market if you don't sleep so early in the morning?
This group of women have a keen eye when it comes to looking at men.
They saw Tang Wen's hidden embarrassment and moved closer to him.
They were jostling each other, with people on both sides.
"oops!"
"Little brother, you broke my sister."
"This is how to do?"
"What should I do? Of course I'll pay for it with my little brother's hey."
"Hahahahaha"
There was a lot of movement, attracting the attention of many people.
"Go, go, go away. Whatever you want."
A steady and dignified eldest sister stood up and drove her sisters away.
She lowered her head and apologized to Tang Wen and said, "I'm sorry, sisters are used to making nonsense. Don't be as knowledgeable as them. If you have a hairpin that you like, I will buy it for you as an apology."
Tang Wen noticed that although they were wearing valuable fur coats, they were wearing simple wooden hairpins on their heads.
Then look at the gratitude in the eyes of the stall owners, grandparents and grandchildren looking at them.
Tang Wen shook his head: "I want to give it away, it's better to buy it myself."
As he spoke, he picked out two wooden hairpins that were quite unique in shape.
I dropped 10 cents and stood up to leave.
The dignified eldest sister smiled and said: "Next time the handsome boy goes to Yihong Mansion, just ask Liu Niang! I will make a good apology to you then."
Tang Wen's heart skipped a beat: "Let's talk about it later."
He walked away in a hurry, but silently remembered the word "Liu Niang" in his heart.
Of course, this is just to remember the name and has no other meaning.
The women behind him looked at his back, chatting and laughing.
It was like betting whether he would go or not.
Tang Wen snorted coldly in his heart: I, a formal member of the hunting team, will definitely not go to that kind of place!
Well, at least not anytime soon.
The entrance to the market.
With Tang Tang's curious eyes, he flipped his hand and took out a wooden hairpin like magic.
"What a waste of money, this little piece of wood is worth seven and a half kilograms of corn!"
The young lady grabbed it and smiled with crooked eyebrows: "I confiscated it, what else did you buy?"
Tang Wen took out the other one speechlessly.
Tang Tang was a little angry and immediately reacted: "For Sister Bing?"
"yes."
"That's too cheap. It's a bit hard to sell."
Thinking of this, Tang Tang started to have a headache. He didn't have a house in the inner city, and his younger brother's status and strength were not as high as those of Sister Bing, and his family background was not as good as Sister Bing's.
what to do?
Will Sister Bing agree?
Tang Wen didn't know what she was thinking, so he stood aside and helped sell meat buns.
"Little handsome boy, it turns out that you and Miss Tang are the same family!"
"Bring me three meat buns."
"Give me one."
A group of women were chattering, and in Tang Tang's stern eyes, they playfully winked at Tang Wen and walked away with the meat buns.
Tang Tang looked at their enchanting backs and muttered a few words: "If you don't seek advancement, you are young now, what will you do in the future?"
The siblings finished selling the meat buns early, and Tang Wen pushed the cart towards home.
When they got home, Zhou Bing was already waiting for them.
After the two women expressed concern for each other, Zhou Bing said to Tang Wen: "Starting tomorrow, the whole team, except you and me, will go out on patrol."
"Everyone is back?"
"Well, our team is all back."
"Just come back."
The tone of the two people was a little heavy, and Tang Wen's relaxed mood became tense again.
The matter is not resolved yet.
Zhou Bing took her siblings to her master bedroom, lifted the wooden board under the table, and revealed a steel plate.
Opening the steel plate again, there is a dark hole inside.
"this?"
Brother and sister Tang Wen were a little confused.
After living at home for so long, I have also been to the master bedroom, but I still don’t know that there is something special about it.
Zhou Bing explained: "We haven't figured out the origin of the 'awakened one' yet. We are only certain that we are each other's primary targets. Commander Zhao and the general sent a message back, telling us not to go out and protect ourselves."
"Live in a tunnel?"
Although I have never been down there, I know that it must be cold and damp without seeing the sun down there.
"No! This tunnel is not only a shelter. It also leads directly to the General's Mansion. We went out to buy some things at noon and pretended to stay behind closed doors. In fact, we went through the secret passage to live in the General's Mansion. By then, this place will become A trap."
Tang Wen understood: there might be people from the Black Mountain Camp in the inner city.
It's normal to think about it. Their guard camp often gets news from the Black Mountain camp.
Everyone has each other.
Tang Tang asked worriedly: "Can I still sell Roujiamo?"
Well?
Tang Wen and Zhou Bing looked at each other, and the latter smiled and said: "Come with us to the General's Mansion to practice martial arts first! We will talk about it in the past period."
"Practice martial arts? That's fine."
Tang Tang nodded in agreement.
At noon, the three of them went out.
In the surprised eyes of passers-by, I bought two full carts of food.
Then lock the door from the inside.
The three of them were like squirrels on the run, each carrying a heavy baggage and stepping into the tunnel.
