Fei Jingting put on a long gown, washed his hands, opened the oil paper bag and planned to eat.
After just a few bites, there was a sound of footsteps running over. Fei Jingting turned around and saw Ni Qiufeng's stepson, Bengdou, standing in front of the threshold, staring at the roast chicken on the table and drooling.
"Bengdou, why are you here?"
Bendou said: "Uncle Fei, what are you eating? It smells so good."
Fei Jingting thought for a moment, tore open the roasted chicken, wrapped half of it in oil paper, and waved, "Come, Uncle Fei treats you to some roasted chicken."
Bendou ran in, grabbed the oil paper bag, turned around and ran away without saying a word of thanks.
Fei Jingting felt disgusted in his heart, but he was helpless.
The little widow Ni Qiufeng fell in love with him and always helped him wash and rinse him; and every time she helped, Zhang Hu's unruly old lady would definitely let her grandson Bendou come to ask for benefits.
Half a chicken costs two cents, and it costs about the same amount to wash a few pieces of clothes... Well, let's treat it as mutual benefit.
After a while, Ni Qiufeng walked in shyly, biting her lip and said: "You... you don't have to give Bendou anything. I'm not helping you because I want your stuff."
Fei Jingting said calmly: "It's okay, even children are greedy. When I was a child, my family's conditions were not good, and I even secretly ate the sugar used for cooking at home."
Ni Qiufeng said angrily: "It's just nonsense... If the family can afford sugar, does that mean the conditions are not good?"
Fei Jingting didn't know how to explain it. After all, the difference was eighty years, and the definition of "bad conditions" was a bit off.
"Okay, I'm just telling you. Don't give Bendou anything in the future. That child will be so spoiled that he won't be able to eat without meat. Who can afford to raise him like this? I'm leaving... Oh, I'll dry your clothes for you.
When you get up, remember to collect it when you turn around."
"Hey? How about eating something together?"
Ni Qiufeng said "I won't eat", turned around and left.
Fei Jingting felt sorry in his heart, the girl was actually a good girl, but it was a pity that she brought an old and a young couple with them who were ignorant and ignorant.
After dinner, Fei Jingting took a short rest, got up and went out, intending to visit Guanji Buzhuang. As soon as he walked into the yard, he heard Zhang Hu's harsh and harsh curses coming from the west wing.
"...Dongcheng has only been gone for less than a year, and you can't hold on anymore. Are you worthy of Dongcheng?"
"Mother-in-law, can you stop talking nonsense?"
"Where am I talking nonsense? I'm old, but I'm not blind! What are you doing in other people's houses? What does it have to do with you whether his clothes are dirty or not? You are rushing to put them on people's bodies, so why don't you just go into someone else's house in the middle of the night?
Forget it in the house!"
Ni Qiufeng said angrily: "If you keep talking nonsense, I will remarry tomorrow!"
"Okay! The fox's tail is finally exposed! I saw early on that you are not a peaceful master! Do you want to remarry? Okay, first get back the bride price from my family! Two hundred oceans, not a penny less!"
"
Ni Qiufeng asked anxiously: "Where do I get the money? I work hard to earn so much money every day, and I use it all to support my family. In the past six months, I have made a lot of money, so I will treat it as paying off the debt. At most, I will pay you back.
One hundred and five."
"One hundred and fifty? What a beautiful thought! You can't keep your wife's rules. Two hundred oceans have been given to your family for so long without any interest?"
"Why are you being unreasonable?"
"Bah! You slutty fox, if you want to be reasonable, then I will show off my old face and talk to the neighbors so that everyone can tell me who is being unreasonable!"
Ni Qiufeng stopped talking and just sobbed in a low voice.
Fei Jingting felt irritated when he heard this, and frowned. Looking at no one around, he pinched the magic formula with his hands and circulated his true energy. He shouted in a low voice: "Imperial order!"
After using the small transporting technique in the secret method of Taishang Dongyuan, a sound of "Hey" was heard in the west wing, but Mrs. Zhang Hu was hit by the spiritual tablet on the table. Mrs. Zhang Hu was shocked: "This...
…This…Dongcheng, don’t worry! Unless mother is dead, mother will definitely keep an eye on your wife!”
How else can it be explained this way?
Forget it, I can’t control it, and I can’t control it. If I punish you, I’ll just take it out on myself. There are many destructive spells in the Taishang Dongyuan secret method, but they are all based on conquering ghosts. Fei Jingting wandered around for two days.
He hadn't seen a ghost in months, so he couldn't use any of these spells.
There are also some spells that are too powerful and can kill people if not done well. Although Zhang Hu is hateful, to put it bluntly, he is just a disgusting toad that does not bite. It is okay to punish him for venting his anger, but let Fei Jingting do it.
To kill someone would be a bit too much.
Fei Jingting turned back and arrived in front of the shop. He stepped into the shop. This three-bay shop had a whole wall of cabinets in front of it, with cloths of various colors stacked inside; some ready-made clothes were hung on the other side.
There was a woman sitting at the counter, lowering her head and fiddling with the abacus; there was a middle-aged woman sitting in the corner, with a tape ruler hanging on her body, measuring and cutting clothes on the case; the clerk just now had a broom in his hand and was cleaning slowly.
Touch the ground.
Hearing the footsteps, the waiter raised his head, took a look at Fei Jingting's clothes, and immediately came up to him with a smile on his face: "Hey, sir, are you planning to tailor clothes? Don't brag, the craftsmanship of small shops is in Jinmen.
But it’s a masterpiece.”
Fei Jingting said: "I don't make clothes."
"Um...then who are you?"
"I just saw the red paper on the door. Aren't you hiring? I'm here to apply."
The waiter's face froze and he looked shocked, and said: "It's just you?"
"Um."
"Come to watch the night watch?"
Fei Jingting said: "That's right."
He is a modern man who has been studying for more than ten years. No matter how hard he tries to hide it, he cannot hide the unique temperament he has developed long ago and is incompatible with ordinary people of this era.
Fei Jingting thought about it on the way here. If he said that he was a Taoist priest with magic, people would definitely not believe him... at least he didn't look like it. So he could only settle for the next best thing.
The waiter blinked, his mind was a little confused, and he pointed out: "Okay, you can tell our boss yourself."
Following the waiter's guidance, I saw that the woman at the counter had raised her head and stood up.
The woman was quite tall, with a black embroidered blue and white shorts on the upper body, and a cyan pleated skirt on the lower body. She had silky hair with bangs in front, a pink face, cherry lips, peach blossom eyes, and a pretty face that clearly showed no expression, but she could still see three points.
smile.
The woman looked at Fei Jingting and said, "Sir..., what you just said was not a joke?"
Fei Jingting said: "I'm not kidding. I'll tell you the truth. I heard that your store is not quiet at night. I came here just to see what's going on."
The woman frowned and regarded Fei Jingting as a playboy who was full and had nothing to do but look for excitement.
After thinking for a while, she said: "Okay. All three meals will be in the store, accommodation will be in the warehouse at the back, and wages will be settled early the next morning. Are there any questions?"
"no problem."
The woman nodded: "That's it. Shunzi, take him to the warehouse behind for placement."
Fei Jingting was satisfied: "Thank you, boss."
The waiter came over with a puzzled look on his face. He couldn't understand how someone like Fei Jingting could come to their small shop to work the night watch.
He dropped the broom and sighed, saying, "Let's go, I'll show you where I live."
"good."
After passing through the back door and entering the yard, Fei Jingting took a look and found that the layout at the back was similar to a courtyard house. It seemed to be a typical layout of a shop in front and a square in the back.
There is a shop in the front, and a workshop and warehouse in the back.
Following the waiter, he arrived at a penthouse. Pushing the door open, Fei Jingting looked at it. The penthouse was not big, 11 to 2 square meters. It was simply furnished with a bed, a cabinet, a table and a chair. The bed was already there.
There is a bedding, a brazier on the ground, a candlestick and a lantern on the table.
The clerk introduced: "You will live here. There are briquettes in the west wing. If it gets cold at night, you can light the brazier. Don't use candles when you go to inspect the warehouse, use the lantern. Come on, that's all. You should be more careful at night."
After the clerk finished explaining and left, Fei Jingting sat cross-legged on the bedside, closing his eyes and thinking about the exercises.
His current cultivation level is stuck in the foundation building, and he must break through the acupoints and become a small Zhoutian before he can continue to practice.
Gathering the mind, a ray of true energy gushes out from the sea of Qi in the Dantian. When the meridians meet, the true energy goes up, passes through the tail gate and the gate of life, and travels to the front of the governor channel. No matter how hard you try, you can't break through it.
Fei Jingting opened his eyes, his face as usual. He had tried this many times, but he couldn't break through the Du Vein every time. Youdao is full of Qi, but the Qi in his Qi Sea is still too weak.
The problem is that without external spiritual energy impacting the Dantian and expanding the Qi sea, the Dantian Qi sea will not expand. This means that if he continues to practice, once the true Qi exceeds the capacity of the Qi sea, it will escape outside the body.
The external spiritual energy is cut off, so the only hope is to slay the demons and let the system recover and convert them into spiritual energy.
Fei Jingting was slightly lost in thought and thought to himself: I hope there is something really sneaky in this shop.
With a thought, I took out a copy of "Water Margin" from the space and read it while leaning on the bed.