Infinite Puzzle City

Chapter 192: Private grudges become public grudges! (Fourth update)

After Xiao Ran came out of the charity cemetery, he did not go home, but went to the grain store to buy some glutinous rice.

I don't ask for it to be of any use, but if my master needs it next time, I can take it out as soon as possible.

After buying the glutinous rice, Xiao Ran walked on the street and suddenly found that the street seemed busier than usual.

After walking a few steps forward, I heard the sound of gongs and drums.

Xiao Ran walked over and saw several shirtless men standing in a circle. In the middle was a middle-aged man who was doing a crossbody pose, firmly fixed there.

There was another man next to him, swinging a sledgehammer and smashing the stone slabs next to him one by one.

With two loud bangs, the stone slab was smashed to pieces.

Then, in front of everyone's surprised gaze, he placed the stone slab on the man with the iron bridge.

“My fellow villagers, when you pass by this precious place, you know that this place is Luo City, the ancient capital of the Tang and Han dynasties. It is said that if you learn the arts of literature and martial arts, you can sell goods to the emperor.

Now that the emperor is gone, my two brothers have traveled far and wide, learned a lot of skills, and it is not uncommon for us to break rocks with our chests. Our brother can break rocks with an iron bridge, and no matter how hard a hammer hits him, it won't move at all.

And this brother of mine has a body of steel, is invulnerable to swords and guns, and is proficient in all eighteen kinds of martial arts. You are all rich people who support him, and those who have money support him. Today I will open your eyes!"

Xiao Ran stood outside listening and couldn't help but shook his head.

This guy's ability to cheat is average. He just surrounded the people in a circle and then started to train the people behind him, which shows that his skills are not up to par.

The so-called "cheat sticking" means to attract people by using your mouth, and if you can do three layers of this, you are considered to have enough skills.

Whether a street performer can make a living depends on his mouth.

As the saying goes, talking without practicing is fake, and practicing without talking is stupid, neither of them can make money.

Looking inside again, I saw the sledgehammer beginning to swing in a circle onto the stone slab.

With a loud "bang", the stone tablet collapsed, but the person underneath did not move at all, which caused everyone to cheer.

The layman only watched the excitement, while the expert watched the details. Xiao Ran stood outside and watched it carefully. He immediately shook his head with a little disappointment and prepared to leave.

I thought they had some real skills, but they were just tricks. (Trained street performers who perform fixed routines and tricks)
This skill is not as good as what I saw at the temple fair in Hongxiang Village. After all, the girl can somersault on the drum, which is a real skill that comes from hard work. As for breaking stones with her chest.

It all depends on the strength of the wrist of the person swinging the hammer. The hammer is made of a white wax gun barrel, which is soft. At the moment it hits the stone, it seems to be violent, but it is a clever force. The force falls on the stone and breaks it, but the person below does not feel any force at all.

It’s hard to say whether this industry can make money!

It looks like martial arts tricks, but the money he makes is actually from his mouth.

It is so difficult to ask for money with bare hands.

He hasn't even mastered the skill of cheating, and with this group of people around him, when he asks for money later, it's estimated that there won't be a single one left.

If you don't leave now, it will be embarrassing to leave later.

Xiao Ran had just finished seeing the negative example and walked forward for a while before seeing the positive example.

I saw a thin man carrying a shoulder bag walking to the street corner. He glanced around and saw the symmetrical corners of the intersection. He immediately walked over and occupied the spot.

This place is surrounded by intersections, with people coming and going. It may look inconspicuous, but it is a good place to do business.

He sat on the ground, took out a pair of scissors from his bag, and then took out a rusty iron stick as thick as a walnut from his bag.

He clamped the iron rod with his legs and scraped the iron rod with the razor, making a hissing sound and causing iron foam to fall off.

Seeing his strange behavior, everyone couldn't help but take a second look. He took the opportunity to say to everyone, "Look, everyone, my scissors are not ordinary. They are made of high-quality fine iron. I have been a craftsman for ten years and have forged swords and knives. Now I go out to make them myself. But I can't open a shop, so I made more than ten pairs of scissors at home. Every one of them is a fine product."

Then he stood up, took out a handful of hair, placed it on the blade, and blew it gently in front of everyone.

The hair on the scissors broke off immediately.

"Our knives are made of genuine materials and are made with great craftsmanship. If you want to buy such knives, you can go to a knife and scissors shop and they will sell them to you for 30 cents each.

Zhang Tianshi sold eye drops and gave up his hands to spread his fame. If the fame does not go away, the profit will not come; if the small does not go away, the big will not come.

I don't make any money this time. I just sell the capital and the manual labor is for nothing. I sell them for 20 cents a bunch.

He said he wanted them all, but I wouldn’t sell them all. I would only sell a dozen knives, and I will sell them for 30 cents each in the future.”

At this point, seeing that everyone was still hesitating, he stamped his foot in anguish and said, "I'm willing to lose money today. I'll sell them for 10 cents a bunch! If you want them, just give them away."

Xiao Ran watched the whole process from beginning to end. He was not surprised by the scissors. He saw it clearly. It was the business of picking green pieces (a one-time business that specializes in defrauding people at the market).

The scissors in his hand can cut iron like mud, cut hair instantly, and blow things up to make them look amazing. In fact, they have been tampered with long ago. If you buy the scissors, they will not work well. When you come to find him again, he will have already run away.

Don’t say that this scam is not clever, but it can be often encountered even in reality, especially at the entrances of vegetable markets in third-tier cities like Chengdu. Everyone has seen the people selling kitchen knives on tables. It’s the same routine.

But this person is obviously more eloquent than the previous one.

"All of a sudden there are so many street performers outside. This is not a good sign!"

Xiao Ran walked to the other side and found that there were many similar things on the street. They all seemed to be great value for money, but in fact, most of them were scams. He had never seen these people before, but now they were popping up one after another like bamboo shoots after a spring rain. It was obvious that a large number of gangsters were gathering here.

"Could it be that Li Jingqi has already arrived?"

Xiao Ran was thinking about it in his mind. Since there was nothing to do at home, he just wandered around the street. By the time he got home, it was already late.

As soon as he reached the door of his house, Xiao Ran looked from a distance and saw a figure squatting at the door of his house. He had excellent eyesight and recognized who it was at a glance.

"Fengchui, why are you here?"

Xiao Ran shouted, and Yang Fengchui raised his head abruptly. When he saw Xiao Ran, his eyes suddenly turned red: "Fourth Brother!"

After calling "Fourth Brother", Yang Fengchui's eyes turned red.

This startled Xiao Ran, and he quickly stepped forward: "What's going on?"

"problem occurs……"

Yang Fengchui's lips trembled as he said, "My eldest brother was severely injured, and my third brother's hand was broken!"

Xiao Ran's pupils tightened when he heard Yang Fengchui's words. Although he had only been in this world for a short time, he had a very good relationship with Zhao Qingming and Li Qing. Xiao Ran could also clearly feel the brotherhood between them.

When he heard that Zhao Qingming and Li Qing were injured like this, a fire suddenly arose in his heart.

"Where are they?"

"at my house."

"go!"

Xiao Ran didn't dare to delay and immediately rushed to Yang Fengchui's home.

It was dark and the road was difficult to walk on, but the two of them walked very fast. Yang Fengchui even lost one of his shoes without realizing it.

As soon as they arrived at the Yang family, Yang Fengchui took Xiao Ran into the house.

Yang Fengchui's house is not small. On both sides are their houses. They are the third and fourth wives of Yang Fengchui's grandfather. There is another row of houses in the back, which are the houses of the second wife. The four houses form a circle. They look inconspicuous from the outside, but inside, the houses are connected to each other.

If Yang Fengchui hadn't led the way, Xiao Ran would probably have gotten lost here by himself.

On the way, Xiao Ran also listened to Yang Fengchui's general account of what happened.

The more Xiao Ran listened, the more guilty he felt. He found out that the other party was from the Northeast Five Immortals Hall and had beaten up the Fang family. He felt extremely upset.

I felt good about my action, but I didn't expect it would cause such a big trouble in the end.

There is no point in saying now that I was the cause of this incident.

Zhao Qingming was seriously injured, Li Qing had one hand broken, and private grudges became public grudges. This account was no longer just their own.

Yang Fengchui took Xiao Ran to a small courtyard, and they smelled a strong scent of Chinese medicine as soon as they entered the door.

In the small room, all the brothers were there, even Mao Si was there.

Xiao Ran walked in quickly and saw Zhao Qingming lying on the bed with a pale face. Li Qing had a bandage on his arm. Suddenly, his nose felt sore and his face was burning with pain.

"Why are you here? Didn't I tell you not to call Zhenye?!"

When Zhao Qingming saw Xiao Ran, he immediately became anxious. He specifically told Lao Si not to tell this matter because he was afraid that Zhenye would get angry. He had seen it when he met the old beggar last time that Zhenye was a real capable person and his methods of killing were very powerful.

I was worried that if he knew about this, he might get angry and kill me.

Xiao Ran could hear what Zhao Qingming meant, and hurriedly sat down beside the bed, holding Zhao Qingming's arm, and helped to feel his pulse while saying, "Qingming, this matter... is my fault. I was the one who started it."

Xiao Ran lowered his head and told the story of how he broke into the house where Wuxiantang lived, beat Hu San severely, and killed his captive Xian'er.

"They are so powerful that I just wanted to teach him a lesson, but I didn't want things to turn out like this."

Xiao Ran finished speaking with a sad face, but he saw several brothers around him looking at each other, and someone said, "Good fight, great killing, kill those bastards!!"

Immediately afterwards, the others applauded and cheered.

In the crowd, two young men came over and held Xiao Ran's arm. "Uncle Xiao, this is not your fault. It's the bastards in Wuxiantang who deserve to be beaten. A strong dragon cannot suppress a local snake. If they dare to take advantage of our plate today, they will dare to open a branch here tomorrow. You did a good job."

Xiao Ran was confused by the word "uncle" and didn't recognize who the two people were for a moment.

"Fang Sheng and Fang Jing, these two brothers are the children of Brother Fang."

Seeing Xiao Ran's confused expression, Zhao Qingming knew that Xiao Ran didn't usually interact with the Fang family, so he didn't recognize him, so he hurriedly explained.

Especially Fang Jing, who was not very old and had a black face, but looked like a little adult. He put his hands on his hips and said, "Those bastards attacked us by surprise. Otherwise, my brother and I wouldn't have been ambushed by them. We will get back at them sooner or later."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a childish laugh coming from outside the door: "Forget it, it's good enough that you don't hold your brother back."

A little girl about Fang Jing's age came in with a boiled medicine. She looked up at Fang Jing with contempt, which made Fang Jing look bitter for a moment. She said unconvincedly, "I... I can run too!"

"Hey, you are so arrogant, come and call me auntie."

The girl grinned and teased.

"Yang Xingni!!"

At this time, Yang Fengchui hurriedly interrupted and introduced to everyone: "This is my second sister, Yang Xingni. She heard that we were in trouble and came to help us make medicine."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Ran looked at Fang Jing and Yang Xing with a strange expression, and calculated their ages in his mind: "Hey, aren't these Uncle Fang and Aunt Yang?"

I couldn't help laughing in my heart, thinking: "You are still young now, so you can call me aunt. When you grow up, you can bring me home to be your wife..."

(End of this chapter)