Starting with the flesh-based stimulant

Driver?

Zhou He remembered the lacquerware.

The peddler seemed to understand what Zhou He was thinking and shook his head:

"The lacquer master can take you, but he probably doesn't want to go that far."

Zhou He's eyes flickered as he thought of another dangerous plan:

Do you have a driver's pass? Just one will do.

The peddler's eyes sharpened as he looked at Zhou He. After a pause, he said:

"Brother Zhou, although I don't know how you got into the sex trade, once you've chosen your profession, it's set in stone, and no one can change it."

Zhou He understood what he meant.

But I do have two jobs now.

The peddler just didn't know that.

"Mr. Chen, don't overthink it. I just wanted to ask you about buying a driver's guide."

He offered no explanation.

The peddler shook his head:

"I'm just a small-time peddler, where would I get so many permits?"

Zhou He then asked:

"Where should I go to find this guide?"

The peddler pondered for a moment and said:

"Then you really should go find Qi Bashi; maybe he has a solution."

Zhou He nodded and said nothing more.

"Money and goods settled, business is booming!"

The peddler shouted a name.

Li Ping, who had been covering his ears, slowly lowered his hands, opened his eyes, paused for a moment, and turned his head left and right in confusion:

"Why are my ears so hot? Is someone yelling at me?"

"Oh, blushing and feeling hot is a good thing, Brother Li. Now that you have the travel permit, hurry up and save up for your journey."

The peddler gave a perfunctory reply, nodded to Zhou He, and walked into the crowd. He didn't seem to do anything, but the crowd, which was wandering around like headless flies, automatically made way for him, revealing Tian Laogunzi hiding among them.

Upon seeing Old Man Tian and the two wriggling, snarling worms on his body, the peddler was somewhat astonished:

"Hey! How did you manage to raise such a beautiful green turtle?"

After saying that, he simply circled around the three people several times, clicking his tongue as he did so.

Zhou He even saw him reach out a hand, grab a handful from Tian Laogunzi's wife's stomach, and then smell it.

Li Ping was even more envious, his ears turning red, whether from just covering them or from the passion of youth, it was hard to tell.

The peddler, whether he was playing around or not, chuckled, squatted down, grabbed Old Man Tian's foot, and threw the three of them to the ground.

But the two men hadn't been thrown apart yet; they were sandwiched between Tian Laogunzi's back and the ground, which actually unlocked a new position for them.

The peddler didn't look again. He grabbed Old Man Tian by one leg and dragged the three of them to his cart.

With a powerful thrust of his waist and legs, he hoisted the three men onto the car, pulled out a rope, and tied their bodies to the roof of his vehicle.

He wiped the sweat from his brow and smiled at Zhou He:

"This green hat is quite heavy; it's definitely a fine item."

Zhou He nodded, just about to say something, when he suddenly smelled a floral fragrance.

It has a very fresh and delicate fragrance, like jasmine or lily.

It lingers in the air, tender and poignant.

"Brother Zhou, it smells so good! Can you smell it?"

Li Ping asked, somewhat bewildered.

Zhou He subconsciously looked at the peddler, only to find that the man had vanished.

next second.

"Thump!"

"Clang clang"

Two voices came one after the other. Looking in the direction of the voices, the peddler appeared at the crossroads leading up and down the mountain in the distance.

The car looked like it had hit something; it almost fell apart, with bottles and jars scattered all over the ground, broken into pieces.

An old woman wearing a flashy cotton-padded jacket and with a black mole on the corner of her mouth walked down the path from the back of the mountain.

Beside her was a tall woman with a cold expression.

As the old woman walked slowly, a tall woman reached out to support her, and because of the difference in their heights, the old woman looked somewhat disheveled.

"Where did this little thief come from, stealing from in front of my door, old lady?"

The old woman walked into the arena, not even glancing at the crowd still trapped inside, but instead focusing her gaze on the peddler.

The peddler simply knelt down with a "smack," a swift and decisive movement.

"Your Majesty, it's a misunderstanding. I'm just a peddler, going from street to street. When I saw this item causing trouble, I thought it must be yours, so I took the liberty of cleaning it up for you."

When the voice came over, Li Ping's eyes almost popped out. Zhou He quickly pulled him back, afraid that he would say something inappropriate.

The peddler was still protesting his innocence:

"Miss Tian, ​​you've met me before. Please tell the Empress Dowager and Grandma that I'm an honest man!"

So the tall, aloof woman who followed the Empress Dowager down the mountain was Miss Tian?

Zhou He matched them with people he had heard of before.

Therefore, Li Ping's claim that this woman was a spirit medium was probably not unfounded.

But if that's the case, why did she get married?

Why hold such a grand celebration?

While Zhou He was pondering, the old lady had already reached out her hand, extending it towards the peddler from afar:

"Good young man, come and talk to Grandma, Grandma will find you a husband!"

His words were gentle, but his tone was cold.

Looking at the peddler again, his face was full of bitterness as he walked over, each step faster than the last.

If you ignore the expression on his face, he really does look like a young man in love, hearing a matchmaker introduce a wife to his family.

When he got closer, only a few steps away from the old woman, the peddler stopped and whispered:

"Grandma, I was blinded by greed and didn't know any better. I'll accept the punishment. Just tell me what you want."

The old lady moved her small feet, clad in embroidered shoes, toward the peddler, and Miss Tian beside her quickly followed.

She stopped when she was almost within reach, a smile playing on her lips, even her beauty mark seemed to twitch.

"He's quite a clever young man."

The peddler chuckled, his face full of obsequiousness:

"What the old lady said makes me ashamed. How could I dare call myself clever for doing something so foolish?"

The old lady's face immediately turned icy cold:

"You know you're stupid? You're right here in my mother's mountain, your body, your car, and the goods on your car all belong to me, your grandmother. You'll accept any punishment, but how can you accept it?"

The peddler's smile froze. He chuckled twice instinctively, rubbed his hands together, and then spoke:

"We'll see each other again soon, we're all from the same place and eat meat, so please don't make things difficult for me, Grandma."

The old lady ignored him, and instead, like a kind old woman, turned to Miss Tian beside her and asked:

"I've heard there's a peddler in Jincheng, a truly shameless guy who loves to cheat, swindle, and steal. Young man, do you know him?"

"Grandma, that's just nonsense from others. How am I shameless? Look at my face, it's longer than most people's!"

Before Miss Tian could answer, the peddler jumped out, pointed to his face, and even deliberately made a strange face, elongating his philtrum.

"Hmm, it is indeed long... Peddler, this green hat, I need it to make a lamp. If you really steal it, wouldn't that be harming me?"

"Grandma, it's not stealing, I found it, let me tell you..."

As the peddler spoke, he leaned closer to the old woman, his voice growing softer and softer.

"run!"

He suddenly shouted, and out of nowhere he produced a rattle drum, which made a series of clanging sounds.

Without hesitation, Zhou He grabbed Li Ping and ran down the mountain without looking back.