Although Master Na Jiu looked a little stingy on weekdays, after eating the casserole mat with cheap living, he staggered and cried and made a fuss to let Xiang Youbao go home. The next morning, he called Xiang Youbao, who had just finished cleaning the yard and strolled around, into his house.

With a pair of red eyes, Master Na Jiu moved out the small wooden box containing the ocean in front of Xiang Youbao, reached out and picked up a few handfuls of ocean from the small wooden box, and sprinkled it on the kang mat: "I will give you twenty yuan and fifty kilograms of white flour to your family, and then cut ten kilograms of good meat with your hand!"

After agreeing, Xiang Youbao pulled a half-old quilt from the kang mat as a sieve, stretched out his arms and spilled Na Jiu's ocean on the kang mat and swept it into the sieve. Then he looked up at Na Jiu and said, "Would you like to ask someone to be a good day?"

Nodded heavily, Na Jiuye reached out and rubbed his red eyes: "This matter must be done! But... I was still a little confused - on the day we urged the flag, someone would come to our door to beg us to serve things? Yesterday, the table said that he was dead, only ten days, and I couldn't earn money to support my family. Your uncles are just..."

He slapped his chest confidently, and Xiang Youbao smiled and said to the nervous Master Na Jiu, "Uncle Master, please put your heart in your stomach! You don't think about who you are? The head of Huozhengmen, the insect king at the autumn insect meeting in Sijiu City! We don't have to spend any effort. As long as you put the hairpin pot on the altar to worship the ancestor in the hall, a large number of people will come in and beg you to take a look at the things in their hands! Is it too much to say whether I can get busy at that time?"

He pierced the bag covered with ocean to his waist. Xiang Youbao didn't say anything to Master Na Jiu who was still nervous, and turned around and left Master Na Jiu's room.

The autumn wind passed by, and in the courtyard that had just been cleaned, there were a few yellow leaves falling with the wind. Looking at Nalan who was holding a small dustpan to clean up the fallen leaves, Xiang Youbao bent down and picked up a few fallen leaves at his feet, raised his hand and put the fallen leaves into the small dustpan held by Nalan: "Junior sister is such a talent! Just in this weather, a gust of wind blows, and there is another layer of leaves in the courtyard that had just been cleaned up. According to the junior sister's delicate spirit, don't do anything else that day?"

Nalan glanced at her pretty face slightly, and glanced at Youbao with a blank look: "You take care of big things, and you take care of small things at home, and you can still get better?! What is blowing today is the little north wind. The yard is not cleaned up, and the leaves are all blown by the well platform. There will be another rain in the next half a day. Are you happy to drink the well water with rotten leaves?"

Looking up at the sky, Xiang Youbao immediately laughed and said to Nalan: "I have to say that his junior sister is smart and virtuous! If anyone in the future marrying his junior sister as his wife, then his ancestors must have burned high incense!"

He suddenly straightened up, and Nalan kicked Xiang Youbao lightly and said coquettishly: "I'll hit you, you are not in a good state! I'm going to be the senior brother..."

Unable to avoid, she was kicked by Nalan. Xiang Youbao returned to his house with a garment and picked up a garment. He pushed a cart from the corner of the yard. Then he turned his head to Nalan who was still packing the fallen leaves in the yard and said, "I'll go out to do something, and I'll make some noodle soup for you at noon? I saw that Uncle Master had drunk yesterday and had to raise my appetite!"

Without looking back, Nalan just responded softly to Xiang Youbao's words: "Don't worry about this! Come back quickly, I'm afraid it will rain heavily in the next half time!"

He agreed neatly, and Xiang Youbao pushed the cart out of the yard and headed straight to the grain shop on Zhushikouer Street.

The grain shops in Sijiu City have always been a bit unbelievable.

I don’t sell black beans on the first day of the day, sorghum on the tenth day of the day, kidney beans on the fifteenth day, and flour on the second day of the February 2nd day of the dragon. No matter how big the customer is, he cannot welcome him outside the store, and he cannot shout to attract business...

Even if you can't receive serious food during the food shortage and do a few transactions, the grain shops in Sijiu City adhere to these old rules and dare not easily ruin them.

Seeing Xiang Youbao pushing the cart to the grain shop, the young man guarding the door of the grain shop immediately bowed to Xiang Youbao and greeted him in a low voice: "Master, what are you going to do? Today is a good life, don't avoid anything, there are no taboos!"

He put the cart towards the door of the grain shop. Xiang Youbao raised his hand and pointed to the noodles made of thin bamboo strips in the grain shop: "Two hundred kilograms of white flour, divided into four bags!"

With a promise, the grain shop's work was swept through the cart that Youbao put down. While signaling another guy to weigh the grain for Xiang Youbao, he said to Xiang Youbao in harmony: "Seeing that you don't have a grain bag, we will deal with you a few grain bags here first. You will be back when you have time."

As if she suddenly realized her mind, Xiang Youbao reached out and patted her head: "I really forgot about this!"

There was no need to move the big scale in the grain shop. As the guy weighed the grain was dancing in his hand, four bags of white flour had been placed next to the scale. After weighing bags in front of Xiang Youyoubao, the guy weighed the grain used the melon to scoop out a pile of white flour on the top and evenly put it in the four pockets. Then he said to Xiang Youyoubao: "After your care, the bags are safe and have enough praise!"

Looking at the clever work of cleaning the business and looking at the business style that adds strength to the scale, Xiang Youbao couldn't help but applaud in his heart.

It is said that the transactions in the Sijiu city have their own skills and unique skills. After waiting for one's own eyes, we can understand what it means to make transactions in people's hearts!

After settled the accounts, I also weighed some good fat on the meat case next to the grain shop. Xiang Youbao pushed the cart and walked straight towards the two brothers named She.

I don’t know if it was a coincidence or a coincidence, the brothers named She Youlu, and the younger brothers named She Youdao. They served snakes at the Huozheng Gate back then, and even played with crickets. Because the two brothers were born with gambling, they never had a few big sons in their hands. They didn’t get married at the age of Na Jiuye, and they lived together in a slum.

Seeing that Xiang Youbao had delivered these foods and Dayang came to the door, the She brothers who were lying on the kang to make their life suddenly became energetic. First, they swept the food jars that had been empty in the house for a long time and filled them with white flour, then borrowed firewood and salt from the houses in the slums, and stewed the twenty kilograms of high-quality pork belly in front of everyone in the slums, making the fragrance full of fragrance.

After a quick look, Xiang Youbao raised his hand and stuffed the prepared forty oceans into She Youlu's hand. He lowered his voice and said to She Youlu, who was surprised and said: "Uncle She, this is the money my uncle asked me to give you two to settle the family, each of them twenty yuan! My uncle also said that if you didn't wait for the day when the firecrackers and stamped the flag at the Huozhengmen Hall, you two threw the forty oceans into the casino and bet on the crickets, then he would......"

Deliberately slowed down the speed of his words, Xiang Youbao stared at She Youlu with a flash of eyes and looked full of surprise, and looked like he didn't dare to say everything.

Nodding his head desperately, She Youlu stuffed the forty oceans into his waist, lowered his voice and smiled at Xiang Youbao: "My good nephew, I'll reply to you for me - From today until the day when the firecrackers and stamped the flag, we two brothers said that we would not be gambling if we die! There should be a word of lies. God punished the snakes that my brothers served to turn into eels and crickets into oil gourds!"

Looking at She Youlu's swearing expression, and then looking at She Youdao's saliva staring at Wuhua, who was gradually changing color in the pot, Xiang Youbao suppressed the smile that surged in his heart, clasped his fists and said goodbye to the two brothers of the She family, and walked out of the slums, not far from the slums.

As soon as I approached the alley, a fishy smell unique to the yellow skin was already coming to my nose. When I looked up at the rusty street sign at the entrance of the alley, Xiang Youbao couldn't help but laughed in surprise - this alley is actually called the Yellow Slime Hutong?!

The alley is shallow and narrow, and there are only two or three families living in it. Looking from the open and dilapidated door, these families are all hanging on the skins of various wild animals in the yard, and most of them are yellow skins. The fishy smell and smell that permeates the air, the thicker the more you walk deeper into the alley, and it almost makes people feel hungry for vomiting!

Pushing the cart, she parked at the door of a house at the end of the alley. Before Xiang Youbao could say hello, the yard door that was hidden suddenly opened, revealing the thin man holding a newly-dried leather in his arms and was about to go out.

Hurryingly put down the cart in his hand, Xiang Youbao clasped his fists at the thin man named Xie: "Uncle Hu, Uncle Na asked me..."

Before Xiang Youbao finished speaking, a hoarse scream came from the yard: "Hu Qianli, you kill Qiandao! If you don't get the money back today, don't even think about entering my mother's door! I was a famous little card in the girls' schools in the eight major Hutongs back then. I was blind and married to you as the master who caught weasels and rats! Over the years, let alone getting some benefits from you, even my mother's dowry would have caused you to lose all my life..."

A hint of unawareness flashed across Mu Na's face. Hu Qianli closed the yard gate with his backhand and whispered to Xiang Youbao: "Is this what Brother Na asked you to send?"

Nodded silently, Xiang Youbao raised his hand and grabbed a bag of white flour, then took a piece of five-flower fat into his other hand: "I'm sending it to Uncle Hu, right now?"

Without waiting for Hu Qianli to speak, the gate of the courtyard that had just been closed was once again pulled open again. A woman with an extremely bloated face with a big pancake face only saw the white flour that was carrying on her shoulders. She suddenly opened her voice and shouted: "Okay, Hu Qianli, how many private rooms are you hiding with me on my back? Look... white flour, meat, how much ocean can I do to get it done?! You told me, you came back from drinking all over the night. Which one of the good looks are comfortable? This white flour, meat, are you planning to send to? What do you think? I'm going to go out in a hurry today, and I've been making trouble for a long time..."

Amid the endless shouts, the official powder on the big pancake of the bloated and sturdy woman's face fell like snowflakes, and the already scattered bun was completely dispersed, looking like a female yaksha.

Hu Qianli wriggled his lips several times and wanted to speak, but was blocked by the shrew's sarcasm and scolding.

Seeing Hu Qianli's embarrassing look on his face, Xiang Youbao couldn't help but raise his hand and put the noodles back on the cart, and whispered to Hu Qianli: "Uncle Hu, if you are inconvenient now, then I'll come back later?"

Although the curse was so varied, the bloated woman's ears were very sensitive. As soon as she heard Xiang Youbao's words, she stopped shouting and shouted at Xiang Youbao: "Do you call him uncle? Then you..."

After lowering his eyelids, Xiang Youbao didn't even look at the bloated woman. He just shouted in a low voice: "Address in Huozhengmen, come and deliver things to Uncle Hu's house!"

His eyes, which were almost squeezed by the fat meat, lit up, and the bloated woman suddenly felt energetic: "Huozhengmen? Didn't Huozhengmen have disbanded long ago? Is there something delivered to her?"

Still lowered his eyes, Xiang Youbao responded in a muffled voice: "The entrance of Huozhengmen reopens. Please ask Uncle Hu to go back to the entrance to teach arts and train things! This thing was sent by the head of Huozhengmen Na Jiuye to Uncle Hu..."

He moved away the fat body blocking the gate of the yard with difficulty. The bloated woman shouted: "What else can I delay? I'll send it in! Are you a little apprentice in Huozhengmen? Do you still have the ability to see him?! People say that as an apprentice, you have to pour a jar of urine for the master and wash clothes for the master's wife. There are still some untied things in our yard..."

With a sudden lift, the sharp look that suddenly flashed through Xiang Youbao's eyes immediately made the bloated woman shut her mouth involuntarily.

He ignored the bloated woman standing awkwardly by the door. Xiang Youbao lifted his face pocket again and walked towards the yard, while sang to Hu Qianli standing beside him, saying, "The leader still has something to do - if Master Hu feels uncomfortable living at home, there are houses in the Huozhengmen Hall, and Master Hu will choose them. Not to mention how much you can live, but to be clean! In the future, the things that should be distributed to Master Hu at the Huozhengmen will only be delivered to Master Hu, and it will be fine!"

Seeing that the bloated woman standing by the door was about to say something again, Xiang Youbao suddenly stepped on a broken brick in the yard: "If someone dares to make trouble with Uncle Hu, you are kind and righteous, and can tolerate it. We younger generations are very angry! If you accidentally step on one and a half of them to death... Humph!"

Amid the sneer, Xiang Youbao didn't see how hard it was. The broken brick placed on the ground had already caused Xiang Youbao to stomp into the hard three-fold soil!

The bloated woman who was so scared that she was dumbfounded, Xiang Youbao put down her things on the stone table in the yard, turned around and left the yard, respectfully bowing to Hu Qianli who was standing in front of the door: "Is Uncle Hu going out? Can you let your nephew take care of you?"

Nodded slightly, Hu Qianli raised his legs and walked towards the entrance of the alley. Hearing Xiang Youbao, Xiang Youbao, chased me with a cart, Hu Qianli lowered his voice and threw a sentence at Xiang Youbao without looking back: "I'm asking you to laugh at you! Haha... I, the uncle of my master, have to rely on my nephew to stand up for me..."

He took the cart and walked a few steps. Xiang Youbao and Hu Qianli walked side by side. He held the handrail of the cart with one hand, but took out twenty oceans from his waist with the other, and handed them to Hu Qianli beside him: "This is also what Uncle Na asked me to send to you."

He put the Yang handed over by Xiang Youbao into his arms, but the expression on Hu Qianli's face remained unchanged: "Thank you, Senior Brother Na for me! I'll just go and do your business!"

He didn't care about Hu Qianli's conversation and behavior that kept people from thousands of miles away. Xiang Youbao still said goodbye to Hu Qianli politely, and then he pulled the light cart and walked towards a straw shack at the base of the city wall.

It is said that it is hard to leave the hometown. Many families in Sijiu City who are poor enough to sell their own houses, but they still cannot bear to leave Sijiu City, where they grew up since childhood, and just stick to the remote walls, a few miscellaneous wooden stakes and a bunch of wheat straw, and built a shack to live in it.

The longer the sky grows, even if the patrol police station in Sijiu City saw that the sky came to drive people away, they even lit the fire and burned the grass shack several times. But before the smoke and dust of the burning grass shacks were gone, those who had just been driven away had already rushed to the burned house, searching for everything that could still be used from the hot ashes. In less than a day or two, rows of grass shacks appeared again on the burned land!

Following the winding and narrow road, Xiang Youbao jumped and avoided the potholes in the road, while walking towards a grass shack that was three points lower than other grass shacks. Before he could reach the grass shack, Xiang Youbao had already seen the burly figure of the people Shen Xie.

Even Na Jiuye couldn't say what the name of the Sect God of the Sect God was. I only remember that the brothers in Huozhengmen looked at Xie's burly figure and were so powerful that they were so powerful that they gave him such a nickname. There were so many people calling him, and for a long time, no one remembered the name of the Sect God of the Sect God of the Sect God of the Sect God of the Sect God of the Sect God of the Sect God of the Sect God of the Sect God of the Sect God of the Sect Issues, and they didn't have to think about it. They looked straight at the person with the largest and tallest body, and they were definitely right!

Holding a handful of wet firewood that was found from somewhere in his hand, Xie Door God curled up and squatted in front of the grass shack, holding a flint and knocking on the fire sickle, trying to ignite the firewood with the sparks that were smashed out. But the patterns carved on the fire sickle had been smooth as a mirror, and the flint was even smaller as the size of a broad bean. If you were not careful, Xie Door God's thick fingers slashed on the fire sickle hard, and was cut by the fire sickle and blood flowed out!

He threw the flint that was the size of a broad bean out of anger out of anger. Xie Jun Shen sat on the ground, put his fingers flowing blood in his mouth and sucked it, as if he wanted to use this method to stop the bleeding. But after a moment, Xie Jun Shen raised his body again, picked up the flint that he had just thrown out, and could no longer smash it on the flint that he could not help but smash it on the flint.

Looking at Xie Junshen's helpless behavior from a distance, Xiang Youbao thought for a moment, turned around and dragged the light van and turned toward a grocery store near the grass shack.

No matter how much it is, Xiang Youbao bought one or two of the items he could think of and could use for life, and piled up a cart. Then, under the sight of the dumbfounded grocery store owner, he walked back to the huts that surrounded him.

There was already a faint thunder in the sky, and clusters of dark clouds began to gather together. With the whistling little north wind gradually getting stronger, the people living in the straw shacks had begun to drill out of their own straw shacks, scrambling to press some of the stones that they had received on weekdays, and the wooden slats pressed towards the straw shacks. Some people living in the straw shacks were obviously not even prepared, but just sat wooden slats outside the straw shacks where they were sitting, watching the increasingly powerful little north wind gradually blow away the wheat straws stored on the straw shacks...

With his feet tightened, Xiang Youbao almost pushed the loaded cart and rushed straight to the straw shed built by Gate God Xie, and shouted at Gate God Xie who was stomping his feet in a hurry: "Uncle Xie, Uncle Na asked me to deliver it to you..."

Before Xiang Youbao could finish speaking, a thunder suddenly sounded in the air, and the sound of Xiang Youbao yelling with his throat. As the thunder gradually faded away, raindrops as big as beans fell from the sky, and they hit Xiang Youbao and Xiemen Shen bit by bit.

With his hands anxiously, Xie Door God looked at the carriage brought by Xiang Youbao with helplessness, then turned his head and looked at the wisps of wheat grass that had been blown away by the strong wind in the grass shack, and incoherently stamped his feet and shouted: "This is... I am benevolent and righteous in my senior brother... My shack, and my wife... are sick, but I can't stand the rain... I can't stand the rain!"

As he shouted, Xie Junshen, who was obviously stunned, suddenly opened his arms and pounced on the grass shack, trying to use his huge body to block the strong wind from blowing away the wheat straw!

Seeing that the heavy rain had already fallen, Xiang Youbao looked at the children who were crying and squeezed out of the straw hut, and buckled the bag of white flour with a newly bought iron pot on the bag of white flour and shouted to the god of Xie: "Uncle Xie, if you can't do this, we have to find a place for the children and aunt to shelter from the rain!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a half-grown girl who came out of the straw hut was already crying and grabbed Xie Menshen's trouser leg: "Dad... Mom has passed by, her body is like charcoal, and it's so hot!"

Without even thinking about anything else, Xiang Youbao picked up a few children who were pulling Xiemen's legs and cried and put them on the cart. He turned his head and shouted at Xiemen and shouted: "Uncle Master, where is there a clinic and pharmacy nearby? No matter what you are next to me, it's important to treat your master's wife first!"
Chapter completed!