Li Banfeng and Qin Xiaopang decided on this business and planned to go to Kuwu Mountain to collect snake chrysanthemums.

That night, Qin Xiaopang went back to pack his bags and invited Li Banfeng to stay at his house for one night, but Li Banfeng declined.

Resident cultivators must stay at home for at least two hours every day. This is the most basic rule of practice. With Qiao Yuesheng's example there, Li Banfeng would not dare to break the rules.

The two made an appointment to meet at the noodle shop at eight o'clock the next day, but Li Banfeng did not have a watch or any timing tools. By the time he arrived at the noodle shop, it was almost noon.

You can't blame Li Banfeng for being a snoozer. In the mobile Curry, no matter what is good or bad, the quality of his sleep is really good.

Qin Xiaopang was very anxious: "Brother Li, why are you here? We have to hurry up and go to the ditch first."

"What are you doing in Ligou?"

"Buy something handy."

Li Banfeng was puzzled: "Aren't you going to the mountains to collect herbs? Isn't it enough to have a shovel and a sack? Do you need to go to Ligou to buy these things?"

Qin Xiaopang shook his head and said, "It's too late. I'll tell you when I get there."

Li Banfeng invited Li Banfeng to eat two bowls of Yangchun noodles, and Qin Xiaopang ate eight bowls by himself. With enough strength, they ran to Ligou together.

Li Banfeng used three points of force, and Qin Xiaopang reluctantly followed behind. As long as the food cultivator is full, his speed and endurance are far superior to ordinary people, and he can barely keep up with the traveling cultivator.

It took Li Banfeng most of a day to walk slowly from Ligou before, but now he ran back and reached Ligou in less than two hours.

Qin Xiaopang was speechless as he ran, and took Li Banfeng directly to Archway Street.

As soon as he arrived on this street, Li Banfeng was a little nervous, because the He family's old house was nearby and Lu Xiaolan was still in the house.

Qin Xiaopang didn't know about the He family's old house. He was going to Fengji Grocery Store.

The owner of the grocery store was cleaning the shelves with a feather duster. When he saw the two people coming in, he quickly greeted them with a smile: "Boss Qin, I haven't seen you recently. This customer is under your care again."

He recognized Xiaopang Qin, and he also recognized Li Banfeng. Li Banfeng was still wearing the hat he bought from him.

Qin Xiaopang was not in the mood for small talk and asked directly: "Shopkeeper Feng, are there any good guys? I'm going out to catch up on business."

It seemed that Qin Xiaopang's business was not suitable to be discussed at the counter. Shopkeeper Feng called a waiter to look at the door of the store and said to Li Banfeng and Qin Xiaopang: "You two, please come to the back room for a cup of tea."

Li Banfeng and Qin Xiaopang followed Shopkeeper Feng to the back room. The so-called back room had more shelves than the outer room, and the goods were stacked on top of each other. It was very crowded. If it weren't for the coffee table in the center of the room, it would simply be a warehouse.

The three of them sat at the coffee table. Shopkeeper Feng made tea and asked in a low voice: "Don't blame me for talking too much. Let me ask, what business do you two want to do?"

"Bitter mist mountain, picking flowers." Qin Xiaopang answered directly.

Shopkeeper Feng thought for a moment and took a small sickle from the shelf.

The blade of this sickle is only ten centimeters long, and the handle is even shorter, just enough to be held with one hand.

Qin Xiaopang looked at the Xiuzhen sickle, was stunned for a while and said: "Shopkeeper Feng, why did you give me this sickle? This thing is not good at harvesting wheat."

Shopkeeper Feng was also surprised: "Boss Qin, didn't you go to Kuwu Mountain to pick flowers? This sickle is just right for picking flowers."

Qin Xiaopang frowned and said, "I don't treat you as an outsider. You treat me like a melon. Why do I need to come to your place to buy a sickle?"

Shopkeeper Feng looked helpless and said: "Boss Qin, you said you wanted to pick flowers, and I brought you the guy who picked flowers. What did I do wrong?"

Qin Xiaopang was anxious: "Are you really not understanding, or are you pretending not to understand? Can the flowers in Kuwu Mountain be picked casually?"

Shopkeeper Feng shook his head repeatedly and said: "I really don't understand this time. If you want this sickle, you can have it. If you don't want it, forget it."

During the dispute between the two, Li Banfeng saw some clues.

Qin Xiaopang knew some of the inside story of Kuwu Mountain, but not much.

He also knows a little about the rules of the world, but his understanding is limited.

Li Banfeng grew up in a welfare institution and went to college by working part-time jobs. He met many people and encountered many things. He could tell at a glance that the real Lao Jianghu was Shopkeeper Feng.

Li Banfeng quickly smoothed things over and said to Qin Xiaopang: "Brother, I don't understand either. What do you want to buy?"

Qin Xiaopang frowned: "Buy a weapon!"

"What are you buying a weapon for?"

Qin Xiaopang only explained: "It's easy to pick flowers, but hard to get down from the mountains."

In just this sentence, the secret was made clear.

Snake chrysanthemums are very precious. Many people want to go up the mountain to pick the flowers. I guess there are also many people who want to snatch the flowers. Qin Xiaopang wants to buy a weapon for self-defense.

Shopkeeper Feng naturally understood what Qin Xiaopang meant, and he also replied: "It's easier to go down the mountain with the sickle, but the road will be difficult with the Qinglong knife."

Li Banfeng asked: "How do you say this?"

The shopkeeper smiled and said: "The one with the sickle is the farmer, the one with the green dragon sword is Guandi.

Farmers walk silently, and at most they encounter a thief. If they stab him, the matter will be over.

Guan Di was walking with the Qinglong Sword, and he had to pass five levels and kill six generals. Without Guan Di's ability, would he still be able to get down this mountain?"

While talking, the shopkeeper touched the edge of the sickle. Li Banfeng was really knowledgeable and could see that it was a good knife.

Li Banfeng said: "How much does this knife cost? I bought it."

Qin Xiaopang stared at him and said: "What's the use of buying this? Let's go to other places and have a look. I have many connections."

Shopkeeper Feng didn't try to persuade him to stay: "Boss Qin, then you go to another place and look. I don't have the weapon you want."

Shopkeeper Feng is a good man, and he doesn't want to harm Little Fatty Qin.

Li Banfeng insisted on buying the sickle. The shopkeeper offered a price of 500 yuan, but Li Banfeng did not counter-offer and planned to borrow 500 yuan from Qin Xiaopang.

Qin Xiaopang was very distressed: "Just this thing, it costs five hundred yuan?"

Li Banfeng's money was in embarrassment, and shopkeeper Feng noticed it.

The young man helped him with directions the day before yesterday and bought a top hat and a feather duster. Shopkeeper Feng remembered clearly that he was a sensible person.

"What do you call this guest?"

Li Banfeng replied: "My surname is Li and my name is Li Qi."

"Boss Li, I will give you this knife on credit. I will settle the bill after you come back from picking flowers."

Give me credit?

Li Banfeng was stunned.

Shopkeeper Feng's smile did not change: "You are a person who can achieve things, I can trust you."

Li Banfeng thanked him and accepted the sickle.

Shopkeeper Feng took out a small shovel from under the counter, which was more than ten centimeters long, and handed it to Li Banfeng: "Some flowers are deeply rooted and difficult to pick. Do you think this shovel is suitable?"

Li Banfeng took the shovel, looked at its shape, touched the blade, and asked, "How much does this shovel cost?"

Shopkeeper Feng smiled and said: "In terms of materials and workmanship, this shovel is better than that sickle. Logically speaking, eight hundred is not expensive. You are a knowledgeable person. If you think it is suitable, you can take it for seven hundred."

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"Seven hundred..." Li Banfeng hesitated. The things were good, but it would be inappropriate to pay them on credit.

Shopkeeper Feng knew Li Banfeng's difficulty: "You use it first. If it fits your hand, you send the money. If it doesn't fit, you send the thing back."

Li Banfeng put away the shovel and wanted to buy some cloth bags from the shopkeeper.

Shopkeeper Feng gave two of them: "Two cloth bags are enough. The flowers are easy to pick, but not easy to carry down the mountain."

Li Banfeng listened to the advice, and shopkeeper Feng smiled and said, "Do you think there is anything else you want to buy?"

There are no windows in the portable home, he can't see the sun or the moon, and he can't distinguish between black and white. Li Banfeng wants to buy a watch.

Shopkeeper Feng took out a pocket watch. The watch body was twice larger than a one-yuan coin. The shiny silver case could reflect the silhouette of a person.

Snap!

Open the case and you will see twelve exquisite scales embossed on the white dial.

The crown, which is the handle that winds the pocket watch, is located at twelve o'clock. Shopkeeper Feng pinched the crown, twisted it a few times, and pulled the crown out two spaces.

Li Banfeng has seen this kind of mechanical watch. The crown is not pulled out and is used for winding. Pulling out one click is used to adjust the watch. Pulling out two clicks is used to adjust the calendar.

There is no calendar on this dial, so why did he pull out two spaces?

Tick ​​tock, tick tock~

The pocket watch made a music box sound.

It's such a familiar song, I seem to have heard it somewhere before.

Shopping mall? Hotel?

Is there a distinguished guest upstairs?

Li Banfeng had worked in all these places. He was deeply impressed by this piece of music, but he could never remember the name.

I haven’t listened to music for a long time.

This voice made Li Banfeng feel so kind.

"What's the price of this watch?"

Shopkeeper Feng held up the watch chain: "Che Manguo's pocket watch, if it's fake, will be returned for two thousand two thousand, so I can't give it to you on credit."
To be continued...