"Fifty cents a day, what a big statement." A master and a servant happened to catch up.
Mr. Lu has been particularly concerned about money recently, and his ears can't listen to what others say.
All because it’s what I’ve heard the most recently.
"Sir, this one costs two cents, and three cents costs five cents."
"Sir, we have no money, let's go."
"Young hero, would you like a bowl of tea? It only costs a penny."
"Young master, you're actually not thirsty either. Let's go."
"Dear guest, are you staying at 20 cents a night? The hotel is cheap! The rooms are clean and comfortable, and you can take a shower at any time. You are guaranteed to be satisfied!"
"Young Master..."
"Let's go! There's no place to sleep. It's twenty cents for a nap. Is there any justice? Look at the waiter's sly look. This store doesn't look like a serious store."
"Sir, this is exactly what it is!"
For Lu Youjing, the days when he had no money were worse each day, and it was even more torture to listen to people talk about money. Wouldn't anyone think that he was talented, charming, and would give alms for a while?
I am not the bald Uncle Wei, so you can treat me alone!
Everyone should be able to understand how excited Mr. Lu was when he heard someone shouting fifty cents, fifty cents.
But the old man doesn’t know the truth!
Judging from the young man's appearance, the old man must have seen silver before, so he wouldn't be in trouble with a few pennies.
"Young hero, are you dissatisfied with what the old Taoist said?" The old Taoist was very depressed and was about to retreat, but another young man killed him halfway.
He responded with a smile.
Lu Youjing was sitting on the horse, gently patting the dust on his clothes with his hands.
He turned his head sideways, looked down from a high position, and said to the old man in an upright manner: "Junior just thinks that in public, the world is clear, so you don't want to confuse the public with your evil words!"
The nobility revealed in the words made the onlookers startled and began to think deeply.
Something is wrong here.
When Lu Youjing saw him, everyone was shocked by his domineering attitude and felt proud.
He leaned down, close to Uncle Wei's ear, and asked in a low voice: "Uncle Wei, can you buy a lot of steamed buns with fifty coins?"
"How many meals can I have?"
"Is it enough for three days?"
Lu Youjing's three consecutive questions made Uncle Wei a little confused! There was no answer for a while.
Why do you turn around and ask if this kind of thing has happened? Is the change a bit too fast?
Lu Youjing took advantage of Uncle Wei's thinking. Since he was on horseback and Uncle Wei was shorter, he accidentally saw the scenery above Uncle Wei's head.
The two of them have been sleeping in the open air recently, and they basically rely on resistance to eat, let alone take a shower.
There was a foul smell coming out of Uncle Wei's hair. Lu Youjing's nose had been useless these days. He also had the same smell, but it was much lighter.
In Lu Youjing's eyes now, he only felt that the scalp exposed on Uncle Wei's head looked like something.
This color, this raised fullness.
Steamed buns, white-faced steamed buns, something he had been thinking about for many hours and would always appear when he was napping.
Lu Youjing swallowed, his eyes a little dazed!
"Young master, there was a shop last time that sold three buns for five cents. Fifty cents is thirty big steamed buns." After thinking about it, Uncle Wei raised his head and said to Lu Youjing with a grin.
"Young hero!" The old Taoist shouted to Lu Youjing without knowing why. The two masters and servants were whispering and muttering about something! The old servant's smile was a little too disgusting, his chapped lips were covered with a layer of white, and the young man's dazed eyes were full of desire.
These two people were definitely plotting something.
"Uncle Wei, do you think that old Taoist is lying?" Lu Youjing ignored the old Taoist's shouts and continued.
"Young Master is right," the old servant replied again.
"Young hero! Boy!" The old Taoist's sonorous voice sounded, mixed with a hint of anger and impatience.
"Then, let's confront him and expose him." Lu Youjing leaned down lower, raising one buttocks, getting closer to Uncle Wei.
"Okay, fight him."
"Then, let's do this later..."
"OK·······"
Although the two of them couldn't do it under the circumstances at this time, they were still people who knew how to whisper.
The word "ji" sounded.
Lao Dao took action, and his thin body shot towards Lu Youjing like a sharp arrow. The speed was so fast that Lao Dao's sleeves bulged up like two giant curtains, and his figure quickly expanded a bit. When he looked at the sleeves, he saw that they were full of terror. sense of power.
"Bang!"
"ah!"
Lu Youjing let out a scream!
The sound of heavy objects hitting the ground and the screams from the crowd sounded at the same time, causing a burst of noise and panic!
"Uncle, you stepped on my toes." someone in the crowd shouted.
"Master, why do you just do it? I'm scared to death." The uncle patted his chest and gasped.
Obviously, the sudden change at the scene shocked everyone.
"Sir, why are you lying on the ground?" Uncle Wei looked confused. He really didn't react. He looked at Lao Dao and then at Lu Youjing who fell to the ground.
Did this old man take action just now?
I was careless!
"Ouch, it hurts!" Lu Youjing lay on the ground and cried out in pain.
"Sir, it's cold on the ground. Get up quickly and don't catch the cold. We've arrived in the capital and are only a few steps away from the palace. Don't let anything happen." Uncle Wei walked to Lu Youjing and asked eagerly from the side.
He didn't even think about reaching out to give his son a hand.
"What's the matter? I fell off my horse. It seems I'm starving."
"Uncle Wei, stop nagging, your young master was kicked off his horse." Lu Youjing looked at his old servant with a look of resentment.
"Who? Who is so bold? It's so presumptuous!" Uncle Wei straightened his body and glared at the surroundings.
Of course he knew what had just happened. He asked the young master to dismount, but he couldn't. This time it was better, and the old horse's life was saved.
"It looks much more pleasing to the eye." Lao Dao stood not far away and said to Lu Youjing with a satisfied smile.
"Old Taoist, are you bullying me?" Lu Youjing reacted and shouted to the shopkeeper.
"You are still not honest when you get off the horse. The young man needs to be taught a lesson." The old Taoist said this and walked out.
"Everyone, everyone knows whether you can believe what I say or not. Farewell!"
The crowd dispersed, and everyone consciously moved out of the way.
"Stinky Taoist, did I let you go?" Lu Youjing hurriedly coaxed as he got up from the ground.
You hit someone and want to leave, where in the world can such a good thing come from!
Uncle Wei looked troubled and said cautiously to Lu Youjing: "Sir, this person has extraordinary moves."
"Oh! How skilled is that old Taoist? Compared to you, who is stronger and who is weaker?" Lu Youjing asked in surprise. This was the first time he heard Uncle Wei admonishing him not to be an enemy.
Uncle Wei did not answer directly. He thought for a few seconds and then said:
"I have never fought a life-and-death battle, and I don't know who is strong or weak. But the movement technique that the old man used just now is very mysterious. He wants to escape, but I can't stop him."
The old Taoist didn't use any powerful martial arts just now, but in the world of martial arts, the final battle is speed and strength. If you use strength to defeat someone, you can only injure him.
You can’t keep people, but can you keep a corpse?
Lu Youjing said proudly: "This is the imperial city. I am here to show my identity. No one in Dunlin dares to take my life knowing that I am the second son of Prince Beixiang. The anger of Prince Beixiang's Palace is not that of everyone." I can afford it.”
When the old servant heard this, his legs weakened and he cried: "Master, you are the second son of the prince, and I am just a slave. There are so many people in the capital who dare to take my life. Master, forget it!"
It's okay to do small fish and shrimp like Gan Gan, but this kind of ignorant charlatan won't do anything if he can! This is how Uncle Wei survives.
Lu Youjing was furious: "Uncle Wei, it's not that I insist on being serious. That old man just slapped me in the face. I was made so embarrassed on my first day in Beijing. Where can I put the face of the Beixiang Palace? My father is in court." I will also be ridiculed by the ministers in the hall, and even more so, I will laugh at my Beixiang army and horses as people who are greedy for life and afraid of death..."
"Sir, the old man just kicked your butt, not your face." The old servant explained for the old man.
Lu Youjing paused and said angrily with a black face: "Uncle Wei, if you are going to die, I will definitely destroy the old man's shelter and avenge you.
I swear that your Wei family will be prosperous and prosperous for generations to come in Beixiang. "
"Sir, this old servant has no children, and his parents have been dead for decades! There are no relatives or friends in this world!" the old servant shouted with a grimace.
"Fuck you, uncle, tell me what you want." Lu Youjing was wronged by the old servant. You have no relatives and friends, and you still come to the palace to be a slave.
Is it evil or not?
Lu Youjing secretly wiped his sweat in his heart and sighed in his heart, he was so lucky along the way!
