I'm really immortal

Chapter 16 The Human World

"The fairy caresses my head, and the hair is tied for longevity"

Zhao Jianzi is not the first person to pray for longevity, nor is he the only one who has the opportunity to pray for longevity.

It's just that nine out of ten people are unsatisfactory in life, let alone such things as seeking longevity.

Time is precious and ruthless. Even if you spend your whole life and all the wealth in the world, you can't get a minute and a second when it passes away.

Liu Changan walked out of the warehouse holding the smooth and heavy Tiger Talisman.

There are more than 20 collections in the Shonan Museum. Of course, it is impossible to see all of them here, but for the most visible replicas of the general audience, they are all available. During the free museum closing period, the viewing fee of 100 yuan It's worth the money.

As for the private use of Zhang Xingliang's public equipment, Liu Chang'an doesn't care. From ancient times to the present, saints and ordinary people have their own conduct and wisdom in life, and they are just an inevitable part of the group society.

The world of "everyone is holy" under the rule of saints that the master yearns for does not exist, or is it true for Zhuangzi, "Human World" said: "The name is true, and the saints can't win, let alone Ruofu?"

Liu Changan is not a saint, and he has never seen a real saint. There are only a few people who are closest to a saint.

He also wanted to make people live for many more years, that person might be able to bring a different atmosphere to this world, but history has no ifs, and Liu Changan himself is just a wave on the long river, which has not dissipated, but has not reversed the long river Ability.

The son said in Sichuan: The deceased is like a husband, and will not give up day and night.

Liu Changan walked out of the warehouse and squinted his eyes. It was already noon. The mustard greens at this time were probably not as fresh and tender as in the morning, but the most important thing was to dry them and soak them in salt, which had little effect.

"Let's go, come back when you have time." Zhang Xingliang smiled and handed over a pack of betel nuts.

Liu Changan waved his hand, walked into the alley, and saw another man dressed similarly to Zhang Xingliang, talking and laughing with an old couple who looked like tourists from other places, leading them to the warehouse.

Zhang Xingliang clicked his tongue a few times. Their favorite customers are elderly tourists from other places. They must visit for free, and then sell some "antiques" for them to take back.

Liu Changan didn't return the same way, he felt freshness and staleness mixed together, walked into the alley for a while, and saw a small vegetable market, and there happened to be an old farmer selling fresh mustard greens.

The mustard greens in the Xiangjiang River Basin can be harvested in three seasons a year. They are sown in late April and can be harvested in [-] to [-] days. The mustard hearts are air-dried, the stalks are pickled with less salt, and after drying, add a little cooking wine, sugar and oil to mix. After steaming and then air-drying and bottling, it is very good for rice.

"Is the harvest good this year?"

"There are six thousand per mu... It's almost seven thousand catties, but it's hard to sell..."

"There should be an online guidance center for agricultural products in your locality. You can find ways to sell them online."

"On the Internet...hehe...the old man doesn't know how to surf the Internet, even WeChat doesn't understand..."

"Learn... old man, how do you sell these tall bamboo shoots?"

"Three yuan a catty."

"It's cheap, you can sell it for at least five yuan..."

Liu Changan chatted with the vegetable seller for a while, bought mustard greens and bamboo shoots, and turned his head to see a pair of high-heeled shoes.

Liu Changan stood up, looking at the small and beautiful face in front of him wearing rimless glasses, but his expression was very indifferent, and he was staring at Liu Changan with scrutiny.

"Would you like to buy some mustard greens?" Liu Chang'an helped the old man sell the mustard greens. The mustard greens grown by the old man are really good.

Zhongqing was stunned for a moment, she was very surprised to meet Liu Changan here, and what was even more unexpected was Liu Changan's opening remarks.

Seeing that there was no reaction from the other party, Liu Changan walked away with his things.

"Liu Changan!"

The footsteps of high-heeled shoes behind him swayed like a woman, Liu Changan turned around and received a business card, but it was much more delicate than Zhang Xingliang's one. It had no title and only had "Zhongqing" printed on it. Name and phone number and business email.

"Hi, may I ask if you still remember Zhu Juntang?" Zhongqing asked knowingly, she felt that no one would not remember Zhu Juntang, before Qin Yanan came to Junsha, Zhongqing had never seen a woman comparable to her.

"I don't remember, and I don't know."

This answer was a bit unexpected, Zhongqing frowned slightly, and looked at the young man in front of him again. It was different from the first feeling of being a homeless man or doing hard work that day. It was clean, refreshing, and exuded from the inside out. With a feeling like a verdant forest, people can't help but wonder if they want to take a deep breath when they get close to him.

Zhongqing hated other people's body odor and breath, but he saw that his skin was delicate and smooth, and he had the same attractive aura as Zhu Juntang.

"I want to know why she came to you." Zhongqing turned a deaf ear to Liu Changan's denials, she would not bother with his denials, nor would she ask him to admit it, it was meaningless, Zhongqing was particular about things It's efficiency. If you have already decided on something, you don't need to waste time on disputes.

"do not know."

There was no sense of mystery or refusal in the calm tone. Zhongqing is not only Zhu Juntang's assistant, she has more responsibilities to understand the people and things around Zhu Juntang.

From the day he found Liu Changan's phone number, Zhongqing began to investigate Liu Changan. Anyone who has shopped online or left personal information is tantamount to no longer being threatened by online privacy leaks. Liu Changan's personal information is very simple. The question is, what did such an ordinary young man do, and what aroused Zhu Juntang's strong interest?

There is no doubt that Zhu Juntang checked the surveillance after the incident and asked Zhongqing to look for Liu Changan. He repeatedly climbed to the top of the building in the middle of the night to look around. Chatting... These abnormal behaviors are all related to Liu Changan.

Fortunately, Qin Yanan came, Zhu Juntang was not so boring with Qin Yanan every day, but Zhongqing understood Zhu Juntang's heart, she would still go to Liu Changan.

"How did she know you?" Zhongqing watched Liu Changan turn around to leave, and hurriedly followed.

Zhongqing's footsteps were soft, as if she was playing a musical instrument, Liu Changan did not quicken her pace to get rid of her.

"I don't know." Liu Changan looked at Zhongqing suspiciously, "I think all the questions you ask should be asked by Zhu Juntang, not me."

Zhongqing was at a loss for words for a while, and said lightly: "I am just her assistant. I may ask her about some things, but she may not say anything."

"In other words, are you just meddling with rats?" Liu Changan suddenly realized.

"You..." Zhongqing felt annoyed emotions brewing after he adjusted his glasses. Liu Changan was wearing clothes that were so dusty from the last century, and the words he said with that gentle and calm expression were particularly easy to provoke anger.

An electric car suddenly rushed over obliquely, Zhongqing was staring at Liu Changan angrily, unaware that the electric car made a screeching brake sound, and the tires left stinky scratches on the ground, Liu Changan reached out and hugged Zhong Qing, come here with a tight hug, barely avoiding the electric car.

"Trip your head..."

The man on the scooter smelled of alcohol and was cursing when he saw a traffic policeman approaching on a motorcycle, he turned around and hurried away from the crowd.

Zhongqing's heart was beating violently. If he had been hit just now, he would have to go to the hospital. Luckily, Liu Chang'an had quick eyesight... But his trance had something to do with him. He wanted to thank him, but blurted out: "What did he just say?"

"Aren't you a local?" Liu Chang'an translated, "It probably means that he has a good relationship with Lingtang. He admires Lingtang very much. Clothes. You Zai You Zai, tossing and turning, so just now the electric car was also tossing and turning."

"You...do you think I'm a fool?" Zhongqing pointed at Liu Chang'an angrily. She has lived in Junsha for a long time, so of course she understands what she heard. She just asked a casual question to cover up her embarrassment.

Liu Changan let go of Zhongqing's waist.

Chen Changxiu, who was standing not far away, quickly sent the scene he just took to An Nuan. Of course, he only took a few photos of Liu Changan hugging Zhongqing, but Liu Changan hugged Zhongqing for a long time, and the woman didn't immediately Push him away, then it is not wronged that they hooked up together.

When Liu Changan saw Chen Changxiu, he didn't care, and ignored Zhongqing, and went home by himself.

(End of this chapter)