Immortality Cultivation Era

Although the air in this place is not very good, and the rancid smell is getting worse, but looking at the surrounding illusion and listening to the noise in the ear, there is still a rare peace in the heart.

Perhaps for most post-80s and post-90s, the environment here is more like the hometown of memory childhood.

Next to the road, there is also a storyteller dressed in a Confucian shirt. He is not very old, and his body looks weak. It may be that he is not able to eat enough all the year round, so that his face turns yellow, and he holds two bamboo pieces in his hand. When it comes to the climax, two pieces of bamboo were put together and touched, and took a jug to take a sip, so that I could not rush to speak, and it was considered to be full of appetite.

I heard that Mr. Shu is talking about a story of a fox demon falling in love with a hunter. From the perspective of Gao Ge, the story is old-fashioned, the core thoughts are outdated, and two points are lacking. But even so, the people who heard the book applauded them. However, most of them are children or the elderly. Most young and middle-aged people are busy in their lives. Women also have to do housework. There is little leisure to come over a stool and hear Mr. Shu say a few words.

It is precisely because of this that the copper money dropped in the small bowl in front of Mr. Storyteller is rare.

So, in any era, when you do business, you need to keep in mind that you have to seize the main customer groups.If it's a modern place outside, the children's money is still very profitable, but this place will definitely not work, rouge gouache is not easy to sell, maybe the warm clothes are slightly better, or they may sell some sharp axes...um Gao Ge suddenly awakened, and felt that his thoughts were a bit crooked. Lao Tze came here not thinking about the business experience...

Just then, behind Gao Ge and others, the sound of horseshoes came again.

The three of them stopped subconsciously and turned to look behind them. The children who were still listening to the book all jumped up quickly and went to join in the excitement.

Mr. Storyteller looked in his eyes and shook his head helplessly, but it was no surprise that children were like this. When they were interested in a thing, they would concentrate on it, but once a more interesting thing came, they could quickly turn them on. The attention of the past attracts the past. Perhaps Mr. Storyteller has become commonplace for such things.

It was the old people who were still sitting on the chairs steadily, but they were less than half of the others. Mr. Storyteller did not go on. He just cleared his throat and shouted: "Foresee the future, and listen to the next decomposition "" It's a haste, and the angry yelled at the dead dog.

Mr. Storyteller simply tidied up the thing, hung a small wooden box diagonally, and followed the children toward the outsider.

The old people still didn't move, but they also stretched their necks and looked around. Gao Ge could see it. In fact, they were not without curiosity, but they didn't allow it.

Waiting for Gao Ge to step forward, he found that a caravan came to the village and glanced at it. There were seven or eight people. Two carriages dragged the goods. The rest were a few tall horses.

The man in the front, dressed in a black mink coat, is a rough man. He must be about 40 years old. He has a beard on his face and a broad-backed big knife hanging from his waist. He has a burly figure and a round waist.

Some children are far away, and they seem to be worried that if they get closer, they will be chopped to death.

The other few, although looking young, were all murderous. Binocular round stools, such as Angry Eyed King Kong, knew at a glance that they came out of the rivers and lakes.

Several women all hurriedly took their children, fearing that they would hit these people and cause death.

Not long afterwards, there were two young men who helped an old man to come. The old man looked like he was in his sixties, and he was full of spirit.

The people on these two sides can understand, but on the one hand, they speak something like the direction of the mountain stream, but when the caravan came here, they talked a little bit in the south of the river. Gao Ge didn't think of going up to recognize his fellow villagers. People don't know themselves.

From the dialogue, Gao Ge learned that the old man was the village chief, and the men who came here were indeed a caravan. They stopped here halfway, hoping to stay overnight, and promised to give silver, the village chief wanted In order to take the lead and agree, the villagers did not have any opinions. After all, the geographical location is not good, and they are busy all year round, and they can make a lot of money. Now they have the opportunity to generate income. If they refuse, they will be sick. What’s more, this caravan is quite generous in its shots. The opening is one or two silvers and one family. You know, one or two silvers is a farmhouse’s money for a year, and the purchasing power is amazing!Hearing this, the eyes of those villagers were all red, and all of them screamed that they had a room at home.

In the end, it was up to the village chief to choose a few villagers and let them stay with the caravan.

"There is a problem." Seeing this, Gao Ge suddenly said in a deep voice.

"What's the problem?" Fairy Rose asked subconsciously.

Zhou Ju on the side was also taken aback by Gao Ge's reaction, and his eyes immediately turned.

Gao Ge snorted coldly and said, "When they checked in, they didn't take out their ID cards! This is obviously illegal!"

Fairy Rose: "..."

Zhou Ju: "..."

Gao Ge laughed and said, "I just see that you are a little nervous and help you adjust your emotions. Are you better?"

"I was not nervous at first, but now I feel a little nervous." Fairy Rose said with a wry smile.

Gao Ge hey, he walked a few steps forward, hoping to jump on the carriage, his body directly through the curtain, and soon returned.

Zhou Ju walked up and asked, "What do you think?"

"Want to see what their goods are." Gao Ge said.

"Did you see that? Isn't it extraordinary? These people are so generous in their shots, and the goods are certainly not ordinary."

"What you said makes sense." Gao Ge nodded.

With a happy heart in his mind, Zhou Ju quickly asked, "So am I right?"

"How do I know?" Gao Ge rolled his eyes.

"What do you mean?"

"There are a few boxes inside, but I can't open the box, reach out my hand, and pass it." Gao Ge said helplessly.

"..." Zhou Ju's face was indignant and felt that Gao Ge was flirting with herself.

Fairy Rose was not surprised, nodded, thoughtfully: "Because we are here to watch, so it is impossible for these people to discover us. If we open the box, they will notice it. This is not The situation may arise, so it is reasonable to not open the box."

Gao Ge nodded, and felt that Rose Fairy's acceptance ability was relatively strong.

Looking at Zhou Ju again, even if Rose Fairy explained, this buddy still has a blank expression on his face, and Gao Ge sighs in his heart, feeling that he should not have a hint of fantasy about his IQ.

I'm still immature...