The Last Mecha

Chapter 72 Jiang Mulin ([-])

"The teacher's teachings are deafening. Today, the students will drink tea instead of wine, and offer a toast to the teacher."

Guo Penglai stood up and cupped Zhang Li's invitation with a straight face. The warm tea rolled down his throat with a refreshing breath, refreshing his spirits.

At this moment, an officer in a blue official uniform knocked on the door and entered, "My lord, Jiang Mulin, the capital martial artist, has arrived in Jiangsong."

"Come on, let's see what kind of talent this celebrity in front of His Majesty is."

With a wave of Zhang Li's big hand, he stood up tremblingly with the support from his left and right sides.

When the two of them got to the bottom of the building, they saw two carts passing one after another on the road that had already been cleared in the street in the distance. They were the most common red-painted carriages in the summer of this era, without any heavy patterns. With the badge, the horses' hooves stamped in the sound of the reins, and several Yili horses shook their heads and snorted twice.

"Remember, etiquette, sincerity, and self-respect are indispensable."

Zhang Li put his hands in his sleeves and whispered.

"Alright, don't worry, my lord."

Guo Penglai kept his voice in his mouth, and together with his teacher, put on the clearest official smile, just waiting for the martial arts master to show his true face.

During the conversation, apart from Lu Yin, four people got off one after another from the two cars, two of them were strong young men, one of them talked and laughed loudly in the vernacular of the capital, with a bold and uninhibited meaning beyond words.

And there are two people left, one of them is a girl in her teens, with a red headband and a baby face, grabbing the man who is two feet taller than her, and one of them is very kind.

The man she grabbed at the end had a square face, wide eyebrows, two wrinkles on the side of his cheeks, and a stubble. He looked about 27 or [-] years old, and he was much more mature than other people.

Then, there was nothing, the two people who greeted the guests stretched their necks, and no one came out of the empty carriage, but Jiang Mulin was over fifty, and it was well known that no one in this group of people was right.

The oldest man turned his eyes and stared at Zhang Li and Guo Penglai. He immediately showed a smile, strode forward and clasped his fists and said, "The two adults must be the governor of Jiangnan and the inspector of Jiangsong City. I am Jiang Shi's Eldest disciple, Song Yunqian, and those noisy guys behind me are all my juniors and younger sisters."

"As expected of Master Jiang's disciple, he looks like a master." Zhang Li was scrutinized for a while, then his protruding eyes rolled and he asked, "What about his old man?"

"I'm really sorry, the journey is long and lonely. Master Jiang is an active person. He doesn't like to sit still all day, so he got out of the car and left by himself. His footsteps are much faster than the carriage. I'm afraid he will have arrived at Jiangsong by now. , I don’t know where to spend time. The master told me to say hello to the two adults on his behalf. If there is a banquet, I will also apologize on his behalf. This is Jiang Song’s first meal, and he may not be able to eat it. "

Zhang Li and Guo Penglai stared at each other after hearing this, and the energy and spirit that had been so easy to tidy up suddenly let out, and they felt that Jiang Mulin was not an easy master to deal with.

Outside the concession, the streets of Anyang Road, where civilians gather.

Large stretches of sheds are connected one after another, the ground is full of sewage, rotten vegetables and leaves, and the smell of entrenched fish lingers in the air for a long time. It can be said to be a street, or it can be said to be a large vegetable market.

The sheds were covered with simple plastic sheets, covered with muddy fruits and vegetables. The blood-stained butcher on his skirt was holding a kitchen knife, and the greasy blade cut off the pork cartilage in front of him. Carrying a small basket too, she chattered endlessly with the fish seller about two copper coins.

"Boy, what kind of fish is this?"

Qiangzai from the fish stall was holding a shovel to loosen the feed in half a large cloth bag. When he heard an angry question, he raised his head and wiped the sweat on his face with the back of his hand that was stained with fishy smell.

I saw a middle-aged man in front of me asking questions, about 50 to [-] years old, with a round face, short hair, and short stature. He looked like a farmer who was farming. He was wearing a gray mandarin jacket and was looking at himself with a smile.

"Old man, you are lucky today." Qiang Zai showed his white teeth, "This one, the sandy tip from the East China Sea is not easy to catch, not every day, and the meat is tender."

"Really, will you be compensated if you are not tender?"

"Hey, if it's not tender, come back and throw it on my head with a plate. There are a few fish in it. You can take as many fish as you want from my stall! Look at the chopping board, isn't it just a freshly removed sand tip? What? The flesh color, the luster, makes my mouth water."

"But why are the bones so green? It is said that sea fish are seriously polluted by qi metals. Is it true?"

"Oh, old man, who hasn't heard of this saying, the bones turn green when they turn green, why don't you just eat it? The meat is innocent, and I haven't heard of anyone eating it that has caused problems, right? You have to worry I'm steaming half of it now, and I'll guarantee you by eating it myself?"

"Hey, no need, I like the young man's righteousness, so give me five catties."

The farmer didn't even ask the price, and it cost five catties to come up. On the contrary, Qiang Zai muttered to him, saying that Shajian is not cheap.

Just as he was thinking about it, there was a thunderous curse suddenly heard from three sheds away, and he saw two men wrestling together, and the delicious food trampled on the ground made people feel distressed.

Qiang Zai turned his head and saw that the farmer was also looking up, so he smiled and said: "Let the old man see the joke, the police and street patrols in this place are rare, this kind of thing can be seen every now and then, it's nothing to watch The one for five catties of fish costs three yuan, fourty-eight cents."

"Yo, it's so expensive, why don't you write a zero."

The farmer turned his head, he didn't seem to care about the things over there, he took out a wad of crumpled money and said.

"Old man, big brother, let me call you brother, everyone earns hard money, it's not easy. It's not easy to go out to sea to fish, maybe the wind and waves will be bigger and people will disappear. You see, is this good? I'll give it to you." Five coppers cheaper."

Qiang Zai rubbed his head, and picked up a long wooden pole to stir the water tank, making the fish in it swim faster, so as to show their freshness.

"Ten copper coins, ten copper coins, I will come back next time, I live in Jiangsong, and I will be your regular customer from now on."

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While the two were discussing, another accident occurred in the fight next door.

One of the two men was short and fat, and the other was thin. After several rounds of fighting, they stepped over two stalls in a row. The short and fat man suddenly got up, and rushed to the stables not far away with three steps and two steps on his leather thighs. , turned over and jumped onto the horseback.

He pulled the tether away, kicked his feet hard, and roared, "I will crush you to death!"

The two horses pulled the cart, and when they were frightened, they ran wildly, and rushed up like a chariot. Suddenly, there were screams from all around, and the crowd scattered.

　There are even fewer these two days, and one chapter is free
　　
　
(End of this chapter)