After putting on his coat, Dongzhang stepped out of his home, which he had not been out of for several months.
It’s really lively. There are jugglers and entertainers on the street. Maybe it’s approaching the Spring Festival, and there are a lot of peasant women setting up stalls to buy things on the street. Maybe they want to have a good year, and the chickens and ducks at home are fat, so they want to sell them. Good price.
Then the family buys their favorite New Year goods and celebrates the New Year happily. The boss knows that they are all descendants of China. Everyone has a special feeling for the Spring Festival in their hearts, and every household attaches great importance to it.
Although Dongzhang spends the Spring Festival alone every year, seeing the genuinely happy smiles of children on the street makes Dongzhang himself feel warmer.
Looking at the candied haws hawkers walking down the street from time to time, a group of children must be following behind every shout. It is conceivable that no matter in this world or in the future, the temptation of candied haws haws to children is still infinite.
With his pocket in his pocket, Dongzhang stopped the vendor selling candied haws. Because of his martial arts practice, although Dongzhang was only fourteen years old, he seemed to be over one and a half meters tall. Although he was not tall, he stood tall. There still brings inexplicable pressure to ordinary people's hearts.
Seeing the impressive Dongzhang, the candied haws hawker also asked politely: "Brother, do you want to buy candied haws?"
"Yes, I want them all."
Looking at a group of little boys and girls behind him who were quietly licking their lips, Dong Zhang said to the vendor with a smile.
"Okay, thank you, sir. Thank you, sir. I'll wrap it up for you."
A rich man buys out the candied haws at once, which means that the hawker can rush home very early to reunite with his family, instead of having to brave the cold wind and walk around the town shouting. How could this not be true? The hawker was overjoyed, but just when he was about to take out the candied haws one by one and pack them for Dongzhang, Dongzhang spoke.
"Don't even wrap it up, I bought the whole stick."
After saying that, he threw a tael of silver to the hawker. When the hawker took the silver in a panic, Dongzhang had naturally taken the candied haws stick in the hawker's hand and put it on his shoulder. He turned around and looked down at the one in front of him. A little girl about three or four years old asked her with a smile:
"Want to eat?"
"want."
Followed by a dozen or so childish voices of agreement, the little girl in front seemed a little timid and didn't dare to speak. When he saw that all his friends had spoken, he opened his mouth hesitantly. Say it.
Hahaha.
Looking at the cute and shy little girl in front of him, Dongzhang really laughed out loud. Children are the most sincere and pure. There are no twists and turns in the adult world. He casually took out a candied haws. , Dong Zhang handed the candied haws to the little girl: "I treat you to eat."
"Thank...thank you brother."
The little girl was slightly frightened by the candied haws that Dongzhang suddenly handed over. Looking at Dongzhang's sincere smile, she timidly reached out and took the candied haws. After politely thanking Dongzhang, she walked aside and licked it happily and intently. Picked up the candied haws in hand.
Ha, looking at the little girl with a happy expression, Dongzhang couldn't help but think of the future. On the day of graduation, he thought he was leaving hell. In fact, after he entered society, he realized that what he left back then was heaven.
Seeing the innocent smile of the little girl in front of him, Dongzhang himself felt happy from the bottom of his heart, and then continued to ask the eager children in front of him: "What about you, do you want to eat?"
"want!!"
"Yes, thank you brother."
They all answered in unison, and some clever little guys even thanked Dongzhang in advance, which made Dongzhang himself laugh silently. It turns out that a child's happiness is so simple. After he was done with the gang of kiddies in front of him, Dongzhang laughed silently. Only then did my husband realize that the candied haws hawker was quietly waiting behind him.
"Eh? Are you okay?"
Seeing Dongzhang's question, the hawker carefully took out the remaining change and said to Dongzhang: "This is the remaining change for my young husband..."
But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Dongzhang waving his hand: "No need to look for it. Judging from your age, you must have children at home. This is the New Year, and the rest can be used as snacks for your children." Bar."
After saying that, he was carrying the remaining candied haws on his shoulders and was about to leave, but he thought of something else and turned back and came to the hawker. Just when the hawker thought that Dong Zhang regretted it and wanted to get the remaining money back.
But Dongzhang took off a candied haws on his shoulder and handed it to the vendor: "Take it back and give it to your children. Look, everyone else has one."
After saying that, he left without looking back. He looked deeply at Dong Zhang's back, and the hawker also hurried back to his home with a little excitement.
Dongzhang, on the other hand, carried the remaining candied haws on his shoulders and continued to walk around the streets. When he saw novel stalls, he went up to join in the fun. If he was not interested, he hurried past. When he saw the child, he took off a candied haws and placed it on the street. With a stunned expression, the child said: "This is for you." and walked away.
Then there was such a strange scene on the street. A young man was carrying a stick with candied haws on his shoulder, followed by a group of laughing and playing children. Each of them was holding a candied haws in their hands and licking it happily. The passers-by watching were all secretly curious, what kind of show was this?
By the time Dongzhang reached the end of the street, all the candied haws on his shoulders had been distributed, and the group of follower children had all disappeared. Looking at the sky, it was already evening.
At this time, those little brats might get their butts smashed if they don’t go home for dinner. The number of pedestrians on the street has gradually become visibly less, and most of the stall owners are already packing up their stalls and getting ready to go home.
Dongzhang casually placed the stick with candied haws on a wall, and continued to walk forward. Just as he was about to leave the town, Dongzhang heard the tinkling sound of iron and looked at a man not far away. Dongzhang also curiously walked over to the brightly lit interior of the shop.
It's winter now, and people outside are wrapping themselves in thick cotton winter coats. But here, Dongzhang saw a middle-aged man with no clothes on his upper body. He just had a piece of leather hanging on his chest. Look. He puffed and pushed the bellows, and the hot air came out one after another with his movements.
Because Dongzhang himself had practiced the Nine Yang Manual to the point of being invulnerable to cold and heat, Dongzhang didn't feel anything bad during the heat wave that made the big man feel hot. He looked at the walls of the room covered with various swords, guns, swords and halberds.
Dongzhang walked straight to one of the long swords, took it out with his left hand, and flicked the sword's edge with his right finger, which instantly made a buzzing echo.
"Good sword."
After complimenting the big man casually, Dongzhang turned to look at the big man who had stopped moving and asked, "What's the price of a fine steel sword you have here?"
"Of course it depends on how long and wide you want it to be before I can set the price."
"The sword body is three feet three and has no sword grid."
The big man raised his eyebrows and asked again: "No sword grid?"
Dongzhang also looked at the big man calmly, nodded and responded: "Yes, it is the Wuge Sword."
