When I woke up in the morning, I looked energetic again.
After practicing his marksmanship for a while, Li Zhengyi went out and sat at the breakfast stall as usual, drinking mutton soup and eating pancakes, while also listening to people around him talking about various matters.
After eating, I realized that it was still early, so I prepared to go back and practice again.
He doesn't have to work hard to establish relationships with people around him and then make money to support his family. Anyway, I'm only staying for a month, and I still have enough money left to spend.
Well, it's not good to buy some fruits and only eat meat.
On the way back, he saw a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old wearing a gray coat selling pears. Li Zhengyi called him over directly.
"Boy, how do you sell your pears?"
The kid's eyes looked a bit like a thief, but who was Li Zhengyi? With his strong aura, the kid didn't dare to play any tricks and honestly sold him half a frame of crisp pears.
"Pooh!"
But after he walked away, the kid felt that it was natural for him to spit at his back.
After practicing marksmanship and swordsmanship, he practiced Tai Chi for a while. Although there was no immediate effect like yesterday, Li Zhengyi was still very satisfied.
Because he knows that this is a normal phenomenon, and he still understands the principles of traditional martial arts.
What's more, Tai Chi is mainly used to strengthen the body, replenish energy and nourish the mind. If you force it too much, it may be counterproductive.
After practice, it felt like time was almost up, so he packed up his things and left the room. Without stopping too much along the way, we crossed two streets and went straight to Zishi Street.
"Wuda has left?"
After knocking on the door, he saw that Pan Jinlian was the only one at home, while Wu Dalang went to the street to sell cooking cakes.
But it’s okay, just wait for him to come back.
"Good man, you are finally here, come in quickly."
What scheming is this bitch trying to do? Are you preparing any new means to deal with yourself?
But he was not afraid. She was just a woman with no power to restrain a chicken. Li Zhengyi raised his feet and entered the room.
In fact, he had planned to stay here during the day. This was the strategy he had decided yesterday.
If they want to stop Pan Jinlian and Ximen Qing from having an affair, someone at home must watch, but Wu Dalang is going out to sell cooking cakes again, which just gives them a chance.
Li Zhengyi thought that he didn't have to really shoulder the burden to go out to be a silversmith like Li Er, so he decided to sacrifice himself and come here to help Wu Dalang guard his home.
He prides himself on being young and strong. Even if he has to guard the door for a day, he will not be tired. He has everything under control...
"Madam? Open the door, madam..."
After a while, Pan Jinlian opened the door, and as soon as Wu Dalang entered the house, he saw Li Zhengyi sitting on the bench.
There was half a plate of beef and a small bottle of wine on the table, which was what Li Zhengyi had requested. I have been guarding the door of my house for most of the day, so I think I should have some food and wine.
"Brother Li, have you just arrived?"
"I've been waiting for you for a while. Let's sit down and talk."
It is said that it cannot be said. If the truth is told, how will Wu Dalang deal with himself.
I'm here to help you keep an eye on your wife to prevent her from stealing.
This was too unpleasant to hear, so Li Zhengyi chatted with the other party for a few words. After waiting for lunch, he got up and prepared to leave.
"Oh, by the way. Mrs. Pan, bring the things."
In front of Wu Dalang, Li Zhengyi took the things that Pan Jinlian had made last night into his arms, and Li Zhengyi said goodbye and left.
He still didn't stop along the way and returned to his small building while looking at the environment on the street.
He took out three brown deerskin cases, two long and one short, from his arms and placed them on the table. Then he took out the gun heads and double swords he bought earlier and tried them on. They felt they were the right size.
Li Zhengyi looked at the three leather cases with satisfaction, and Pan Jinlian's needlework was truly unparalleled.
The three leather cases are not only solid, but also neatly routed, giving them a simple beauty.
"This bitch is really good at reading people's thoughts. This leather case is just what I want. Huh? What is this?"
At the openings of the two longer leather cases, two small lotus flowers are embroidered with gold thread. Due to the light, you can't see them without looking carefully.
The two golden lotuses were about the size of thumbs and were very beautiful, but Li Zhengyi's brows were tightly furrowed.
"What do you mean, ladies? Because it takes too much effort to grow, so I need to pay more?"
"You want gold? Are you thinking of eating it?"
Li Zhengyi didn't want to offend him, but fixed the leather sheath on his leg to try the effect.
There is a strap with a buckle on the upper and lower parts of the holster, which can be fixed on the outside of the thigh.
He inserted two sharp swords into it to test the effect, and there was no problem at all. There won't be much discomfort when walking, and it's very convenient and smooth to take out.
If you cover it with a knee-length robe, you won't be noticed. It is a must-have tool for traveling in the world.
The holster is also pretty good, solid and durable. Now when I put the gun head on my waist, I no longer have to worry about being stabbed.
After being happy, Li Zhengyi went to the yard behind the house to practice with a gun and stick. There is some impact on the legs, but it's not major, as long as you get used to it.
In order to adapt as quickly as possible, Li Zhengyi did not take off the two swords from his legs when practicing boxing.
In addition to training in the evening, I still only went out to eat a bowl of mutton soup and didn't go anywhere else.
When he got up the next day, the sun was still shining brightly, and his actions were the same as yesterday.
Train, eat, train, then pack up and go to Wu Dalang’s house on Zishi Street.
Like Li Zhengyi's training, Wu Dalang's life was also very regular. It happened that he had just gone out to sell cooking cakes at this time.
…
"Brother Li, you're here again."
Wu Dalang saw the wine and meat on the table and Li Zhengyi next to him, smiled and said hello, and also left after lunch at Wu Dalang's house.
In the next few days, Li Zhengyi lived a reclusive life, except for staying at Wu Dalang's house for half a day every day to help him look after the house.
The same is true on this day.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
After Wu Dalang entered his room, he glanced at Li Zhengyi who was sitting on the bench eating meat and drinking wine, and said hello: "Li Er, you are indeed here again."
"Of course, but I will only come when you are not here. Stop talking and sit down. I suddenly thought of something to tell you."
Wu Dalang glanced at Pan Jinlian who was cooking in the back. His attention was attracted by Li Zhengyi's words, and he didn't know what medicine Li Er was selling in his gourd.
Don't be...
He felt slightly relieved when he saw that the door next to him was still open.
"Wu Da, you go out to sell cooking cakes every day, isn't it hard?"
Wu Dalang almost yelled when he heard Li Er's question.
Is it hard work? Can't you fucking see that?
Think about it, I am less than thirty years old, but I look like I am forty or fifty years old, and I am not as tall as a kid.
Are you fucking blind and you still ask me if it's hard work?
Seeing that Wu Dalang was unwilling to speak, Li Zhengyi thought that the other party probably thought that his life was pretty decent.
Suddenly he was a little disappointed. Doesn't Wu Dalang have a higher pursuit of life?
How could I continue to help him?
