Parasitic Cultivation: Start Bound to Mimic System

Chapter 54

In the early morning of the next day, Feng Ping opened the door of the shop early, picked up the hammer and began to strike iron.

After nearly a month of continuous practice, although his skills are not as good as Li Daniu's, they are already decent.

What's more, he was already alone, with a dagger!

When the time came, Li Daniu came to the shop as usual, thinking that he would be sitting in the shop with Zhang Mazi and chatting like yesterday.

Unexpectedly, the boss who paid the apprentice came back!

Didn't you say you're going to stay at home for a while?

how?

It's only been a day and you're back?

Sensing someone approaching, Feng Ping raised his eyes subconsciously, and seeing that it was Li Daniu, he stopped looking and continued to swing the hammer.

After a while, Zhang Mazi also came with breakfast.

He handed the food box to Li Daniu, and said: "I still have something to do, you can arrange for Master Niu to eat. Don't worry, I have already prepared it at noon, and someone will bring it over."

After speaking, regardless of the other party's doubts, he turned around and left Zhenghua Street.

Feng Ping saw everything in this scene.

I thought that after entrusting him to do things today, the other party would not come again during the day, but I never thought that this person was so thoughtful that he wanted to bring breakfast before going to do things.

really!

Zhang Pocky is very capable and considerate to be a housekeeper!

During the day, Feng Ping's breakfast and lunch were clearly arranged, and he only needed to concentrate on learning blacksmithing.

Li Daniu also gave all his money, and he didn't have the slightest idea of ​​hiding anything.

After all, that was 200 taels of silver!

In the evening, Li Daniu was sent home early by Feng Ping, leaving him alone in the shop waiting for Zhang Mazi to come back.

Sure enough, it was just getting dark, and it was convenient to come back with food.

After returning to the shop, Zhang Mazi worked very diligently to set up the tables, and when everything was cleared away, he called softly.

Feng Ping wiped his sweat with a silk cloth, and as soon as he walked to the table and sat down, the other party handed him chopsticks with both hands.

"Master Feng, do you think it suits your taste?"

"Anything you want." Feng Ping casually took a bite of food. He doesn't have high expectations for food, as long as he can eat enough.

With training and blacksmithing, it can be said that he consumes a lot every day.

As for Zhang Mazi, who had an exquisite mind, he naturally took this matter into consideration, and every time he prepared meals, he definitely took care of it!

"How is it? Did you find it?"

Faced with Feng Ping's question, Zhang Mazi showed a smug smile on his face, "If it's not done, how can I come back to see you?"

"where?"

"An old house located in the north of the city was originally the house of a salt merchant. Later, because he earned a lot of money and his son was transferred to the capital because of his outstanding talent in cultivating immortals, he sold it to the snakehead there at a low price."

"Okay." Feng Ping didn't ask if he was okay or how much the price was, and he agreed directly.

"20 taels a year."

"Money is not a problem, as long as my request is met."

"Understood, understood, understood, understood."

Zhang Mazi finished speaking with a smile, opened his mouth again, and finally chose to concentrate on eating.

"What? Is there anything else?" Feng Ping asked when he saw the expression on the other side's hesitant to speak.

"That's how it is." Zhang Mazi said very tangled, "I see that Master Feng has been working hard for the past few days, and his body is not made of iron, so I was thinking about whether I should arrange for you to take a bath in the soup spring, or listen to a song on the bar. ?”

Hearing this, Feng Ping put down the chopsticks in his hand and stared at the other party, unable to see what he was thinking.

"Cough cough..." Zhang Mazi coughed dryly twice to cover up his nervousness and embarrassment, but he still mustered up his courage and continued, "The ancients said that there is a certain amount of relaxation, and there is a certain amount of relaxation."

Seeing that Feng Ping still didn't speak, the smile on Zhang Mazi's face froze, he hehe twice, lowered his head and continued to eat.

After a while, Feng Ping said:
"Shuntian Mansion still has Tangquan?"

"Yes, of course there are."

Zhang Mazi smiled happily, introduced to the other party after a while, and talked about several places in succession.

"Clean up, we'll pass later."

Feng Ping was also very curious. After all, taking a bath is very comfortable. As for listening to music, there is no need for it.

After they were full, they were led by Zhang Mazi to the most famous hot spring named "Zhishang Spring".

This place was originally an elegant place, and it was impossible for ordinary people to come here, and it would cost two or three taels of silver every time, which ordinary people could not afford.

When they came to the door, two graceful girls in light clothes and Luo shirts stood on both sides. When they saw a guest coming, they took the initiative to take a step forward, stepped down the steps, and greeted them.

Feng Ping stopped in his tracks, looked at Zhang Mazi beside him, and asked, "Is this bathhouse legitimate?"

Zhang Mazi was taken aback for a moment, he didn't react at first, but then his face turned red, and he said embarrassingly, "If Master Feng doesn't like it, he has his own private soup, and no one will bother him."

Feng Ping nodded, but still didn't step forward.

Zhang Mazi took the initiative to go up to meet them, and said seriously to the two young girls in front of him, "My young master Xijing, I don't need you to wait to greet me."

Although these half-dressed girls made him feel distracted, Zhang Mazi also knew that now was not the time to show it.

When Feng Ping's arrangement is understood, why doesn't he just do whatever he wants?
Huang Yingying glanced at the young man behind her, her eyes were clear, what kind of person had she never seen before?
Unspeakable concealment is unspeakable concealment, where are there so many reasons?

However, she is only a waitress when she opens the door for business, and she is not allowed to comment on the affairs of the guests.

Just smile.

"This way, two guest officers, please."

Zhang Mazi turned sideways and let Feng Ping walk in front.

Huang Yingying pushed open the bamboo door, which was half a person's height, and led the two of them in.

As soon as you enter, a gust of hot and humid wind blows towards your face, accompanied by an elegant fragrance, which is refreshing.

Behind the bamboo door was a counter, with the same two good-looking young girls standing at the side, but a middle-aged man with a fat head and big ears stood in the middle.

"Guest officer, private soup or hot spring?" The middle-aged man pushed away the girl beside him, walked out of the counter, and asked with a smile on his face.

"One private soup, one hot spring." Zhang Mazi said.

"Two taels of private soup, a hundred articles on hot springs."

Seeing that Feng Ping didn't respond, Zhang Mazi took out an ingot of ten taels of silver and handed it to the middle-aged man.

"Look at the arrangement, my son Xijing, don't let those vulgar fans bother you."

Ye Zhiliang looked at the silver ingot in his hand and smiled even more.

I didn't expect these two people to make such a generous move, and they are ten taels when they raise their hands!

For this price, everything can be arranged!
"Okay, this way please."

Feng Ping glanced at Zhang Mazi and asked, "Are you not together?"

"Master, how can I be with you? I'll just wait for you in the hall after a quick soak."

Feng Ping nodded.

This soup spring seems to be different from what he imagined, as if it is not as simple as taking a bath.

(End of this chapter)