Vol 2 Chapter 272: Two freaks

It seems that it is too early to think about this matter now, but if a man has this idea, the day to achieve this goal will not be far away.

Ye Luo always wants to return to his roots, and people always want to get married.

Besides, he has been wandering for quite a long time, and he is used to being an unfettered prodigal, and he is very at ease.

I don't know if I can get used to the restrained days.

Although there are many joys in the days of the prodigal son, the emptiness and loneliness after joy are few people can experience and endure.

No one can fully understand the sleepless nights of those prodigal sons, and the depression after being drunk.

What would it be like? Only those who play the world can experience it.

Clay Figurine Zhang is already an old man, too old to be able to move his mind. When he says a word, he has to think for a long time.

Moreover, he seems to have forgotten that he once had such a disdainful disciple as Zhang Yingfeng.

After all, in his mind, clay talents are king. Fighting and killing is a blasphemy against clay figures.

Especially those young people who are not willing to settle down, get married and start a career, but want to go outside, just do not learn well and are not worthy of praise.

Lu Yang and Lu Xiaofeng did not mention Zhang Yingfeng's death.

They can fully understand the mood of these old people.

The old man is a kind of sorrow, so why add more sorrow to them?

It is best not to let him know that Zhang Yingfeng's situation is the best, I believe he will understand it later.

Speaking of Zhang Yingfeng, he repeatedly shook his head and sighed, but when he mentioned his old profession, clay figurines, his face was shining.

The hunched old man immediately straightened his face, and his eyes saw the light of pride.

"Of course I can restore this wax figure, no matter what it looks like. I can make him look exactly like before." The old man said with great pride, "You come here and you find the right person, I can Say, if I can’t do it, no one else can do it that day."

Lu Yang's eyes lit up: "Then, how long will it take you to do it well."

"One hour." The old man said firmly, seemingly confident, "You can get it in an hour."

"Can we wait here?" Lu Yang asked.

"That definitely won't work." The old man showed his authority and dignity in this line. "When I work, no one can look at me."

This is his rule, and everyone must abide by it.

His rules cannot be broken, it is necessary.

When doing this, his words are orders, and no one can violate them.

Because he had something that Lu Yang and Lu Xiaofeng couldn't do, Lu Yang and Lu Xiaofeng had to leave.

The most important thing is that there is a time of day, isn't it right to go to Taiheju on the street in front to drink a pot of tea.

Isn't it a wonderful thing to be able to drink and see the scenery here?

Taiheju is a fairly large teahouse. The door is opened at dawn, and the door is full of people.

auzw.com The teahouses in Beijing are not as simple as other places, and many people come here for tea.

Especially in the early morning, many people come here waiting to make do.

Clay tiles, wooden factories, scaffolding shops, restaurants, tailoring bureaus, ganghouses, renting bridges.

All kinds of craftsmen are here waiting for someone to hire.

And all kinds of merchants negotiated the business the first day, and early the next morning, they would come to this teahouse to find workers.

If you arrive late, you may not find a good player, because the good players are often hired by the merchants who arrive first.

The teahouse looks so messy, but it is actually very organized, and every row has its own place.

For example, the barker will never sit with the mason, and the wood factory will not get together with the tailor bureau.

That way, they have nothing to do.

This is called "What kind of tabletops, which line of the tabletops, can't be wrong."

Lu Yang is not very clear about this, but it is the first time Lu Xiaofeng has come to Beijing, and he also understands this rule.

Therefore, Lu Xiaofeng pulled the unknown Lu Yang, found a seat by the door, sat down, brewed a pot of 800 packets of good tea, and tasted it.

Drinking tea here is not just for two things, but one pot of tea and one bag of tea, there are two hundred and one bag, and there are four hundred and one bag, and the best one is 800.

And eight hundred is eight big money.

After all, this is a place of employment, and many of them are people who do work. They certainly won't have very high-end things.

However, unlike other places in the capital, they all call themselves at the feet of the emperor. Of course, they must pay attention to style.

And eight big money is obviously not as good as eight hundred.

Lu Yang and Lu Xiaofeng drank two sips of tea before they remembered that they had not had time to eat early because they hurried out.

When they were about to let the buddy go out and buy some twists to eat, two people sat down opposite him.

It is normal to sit with people in a teahouse.

However, these two people attracted the attention of Lu Yang and Lu Xiaofeng.

The expressions of the two of them were strange, but their eyes were even more strange.

Two of them, with four eyes, all stared at Lu Yang's face without turning.

Both of them were dressed in gorgeous clothes, and, with their eyes so bright, the temples on both sides of them faintly bulged.

At first glance, you know that these two people are masters.

The older one looks tall, mighty, and domineering. Although he doesn't have weapons on his body, his hands are violent and his joints are bulging, although he is immersed in palm strength.

The younger one has more luxurious clothes, and there is a kind of arrogance between the eyebrows, which is pressing on people.

The younger one seemed to have greater style than the older one.

His eyes were full of bloodshot eyes. ..

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