The next step is about to enter the much-loved pretense fight... Ahem, Lin Chou glanced around and felt that there was really no need to compete with this kind of person to lower his IQ level.
I have some serious business to attend to, why am I here a little late? Besides, no one has informed me at all, okay, why are you making fun of me here?
He automatically ignored Zheng Mingshuang's unhappy face and said, "We meet again, Miss."
Lady Jiang was wearing a dark purple gown with long sleeves, and her narrow eyes were like a blue lake shimmering under the setting sun.
"Yes, we meet again."
The way Jiang Nu breaks up her sentence is hard not to tell that this is the gnashing of teeth behind the deep hatred.
Lin Chou pouted. Fortunately, she didn't cry during this meeting.
Jiang Nu introduced, "This is my good friend Yushan, this is Gao Tie, the grandson of Normal University, and this is Zheng Mingshuang of the Zheng family..."
Finally, he introduced all the twenty or so people in the room, "Yushan, is there someone missing?"
Although Yushan is not as good as Jiang Nu, she is still a bright and gentle woman. Hearing this, she combed her hair and said, "It seems that there is a big man missing! His name is... Xia Zhong..."
"Xia Zhonghui? Dasha?"
"Um, who's calling me?"
Xia Dasha stood up from behind the sofa in the corner, put the heart in his hand into his mouth three times, "Chou, Brother Chou??"
Xia Dasha walked over with a bang and gave Lin Chou the most enthusiastic hug. He made a muffled "bang" sound and the cups on the coffee table trembled.
Zheng Mingshuang thought, "Fuck" in his heart, are these two guys tough?
"Why are you here?"
"I came here with my master."
"kindness?"
"Yes, my master is right next door, drinking with a bunch of old men. The wine smells so bad! I couldn't stand it anymore, so my master sent someone to send me here. It's good, there is food...
..”
"Who is your master?"
"My master...is the one who taught me how to work!"
Master? Teach him how to work?
Last time Zheng Huai said that someone had arranged a job for Xia Dasha. Is it true?
Zheng Mingshuang looked down and seemed to have found a breakthrough again, "Hey, he still has the rank of school officer, big guy, okay, what's the background of his family? Although my Zheng family does not develop in the military, there are still several major generals.
Do you want me to lift it for you?"
Xia Dasha said angrily, "What is the school officer Major General? I don't know, I burned a Major General the day before yesterday."
Burn, burn a major general?
A group of people couldn't tell from his honest face whether this was a literal meaning or...
"What exactly do you do?"
"Burn people. I follow the master every day and am responsible for burning people. I throw the people into the furnace and when I take them out, there is only a tiny dregs left."
Burn...people...
Is this guy a corpse burner?
When it comes to the job of corpse burner, it is really a real job.
First, the Corpse Burner is a position with an official title under the jurisdiction of the Exploitation Committee. It can be found on the first page of the Exploitation Committee's roster. The position is not low, and is roughly equivalent to the position of a major without real power in the garrison.
Second, this thing is not very acceptable to people, but it makes money! The birth committee has always been very good to our own people. After joining the door of the birth committee, the whole family is like an iron rice bowl.
Moreover, this is still a technical job, and it is really not something that ordinary people can do. Otherwise, there are so many firewood in the wilderness, why don't these people burn the corpses themselves?
The deceased should be given the greatest respect in life, and the encoffining ceremony must be quite grand.
Not to mention joy or mourning, it is a huge problem just to find memorial objects for the family of the deceased.
How do ordinary people know how long it takes to burn an awakened person or mutant? What temperature? What fuel?
Some people want the second section of the little finger of the deceased to be used as a pendant, while others prefer the seventh and ninth vertebrae to be used as a key ring.
You can't just chop it up for others and simmer it slowly, right? The deceased's family wouldn't have killed the guinea fowl unless they fought hard with you.
As for how to burn the part of the skeleton that the relatives of the deceased want until it is round and solid without any residue, this is a secret that is not passed down by every corpse burner.
In the entire Mingguang, almost only the profession of corpse burner has crossed the boundary between evolved people and ordinary people, and can gain such respect - bringing peace to the dead and leaving memorial to the living.
Everyone, even Zheng Mingshuang, had to stand up solemnly, put his left hand on his chest, and show respect to the person who burned the corpse.
The atmosphere suddenly became so awkward.
Seeing this, Yushan calmly came to the rescue and said, "Mingzhu, let's see if I give you the gift first. Do you like it?"
What Yushan gave to Jiang Nu was a colorful silk scarf. Jiang Nu hugged Yushan and said, "I have wanted a scarf woven from snow silkworm silk for a long time. You are so kind, Yushan."
Snow silkworms are second-level alienated insects. The silk they spit out is extremely tough and crystal clear. It also has the effect of being warm in winter and cool in summer, moisturizing and whitening. In the circle of noble ladies in Base City, such a snow silk scarf will probably cause trouble when it appears.
Robbery.
Blast Furnace also took out a sheathed knife and said, "This is for you, Sister Jiang. This is made by my grandfather."
"Nv Jiang will definitely come to pay homage to Master Gao one day. I like this gift very much."
Zheng Mingshuang carefully took out a long box from his arms and said, "Ms. Jiang, a small gift is not respectful."
Inside the box was a scroll tied with red silk thread. After opening it, Yushan couldn't help but exclaimed, "Ah, it's so beautiful."
This is a long scroll. The woman in the painting is wearing a ceremonial robe and a hairpin crown. It is exactly the scene of today's hairpin ceremony.
"It's really similar."
Zheng Mingshuang said, "Miss Jiang, I specially ordered someone to add soft crystal powder to the drawing paper and pen and ink. This painting cannot be treated by ordinary water immersion and fire."
"Master Zheng is interested."
Zheng Mingshuang smiled so hard that he couldn't even see his face. He glanced at Lin Chou provocatively and said, "I wonder what kind of gift Mr. Lin has brought?"
"Hey," Sikong whispered, "You didn't bring any gifts at all, right?"
"It's as if you brought it with you!"
Sikong smiled, and he smiled meaningfully, "I don't have anything to give Miss Jiang as her coming-of-age gift. This is an ancient jade from the Shang Dynasty before the great disaster. It is carved like a fish and dragon. Let's give it to Miss Jiang.
Ask for good luck."
Jiang Nu thanked her sweetly and turned her gaze to Lin Chou, her big eyes clearly filled with "I'm looking forward to it."
As for whether she was expecting Lin Chou to be embarrassed or a gift, there was no way of knowing.
"*****"
Shouldn't you take out those pitiful little black pearls of yours and make them look embarrassing?
Subconsciously he touched in his pocket, "Huh? What is it?"
Dozens of round beads weigh heavily in the hand, and they are strung together by thin silk threads.
Touching it again, there was a "chicking, chirping, chirping" sound coming from the depths of the pocket.
Hairball?
Did you pierce all the black pearls I planned to give as gifts?
When Lin Chou took out the string of black pearls from his pocket, Zheng Mingshuang said "cut" several times with disdain.
Pearls, there's nothing so strange about them, they're just black.
The gray hyphae of the hair ball pass through dozens of black pearls the size of rice grains, stringing them together.
Although they are small, the grains are crystal clear and full, and the roundness and size are almost the same, so they look quite beautiful.
"Well done, Furball!"
Take out a handful of pearls and a string of pearl bracelets, and the effect and grade will be completely different. Now, isn't it more classy?
Zheng Mingshuang pointed at a colorful stone in the pearl string and exclaimed exaggeratedly, "You can't even get enough pearls to make a bracelet? What is this? It can't be a real stone, right?"
I'm provoking you, you're a dog, right? If you catch someone and bite him, you won't let him go.