Deng Xiaoxian is twenty-seven years old this year. He has a long face, thin eyebrows, thin lips, and a sallow complexion. He has a lock of long hair on his forehead covering his left eye. He often wears a long gray coat with no collar and left hem. Wear a white robe over it.
Zheng Qing still remembers the first time he saw Deng Xiaoxian in early autumn five years ago.
Lao Deng, the shopkeeper, grabbed the lock of hair on his forehead and dragged him to his rejuvenation hall. His roar echoed throughout the street
"One bottle is not enough, half the bottle is not enough" "Wandering around"
"Who do you think you are and what are you going to do? Do you know the fifteen ways to use the Pleiades Inner Metal? You can't even memorize all the medicinal properties, but you dare to follow others to prescribe prescriptions and carelessly venture into the new world. ”
“It’s up to you to set out on your own. My unlucky old Deng family deserves to die. What should I do if you trick the rest of the hunting team? Who can they talk to for explanation?”
“I thought I had passed the exam.” Registering a wizard can turn the world upside down. It’s ridiculous. Do you think all the big monsters outside are just made of paper?”
Zheng Qing was lying at the door, looking at the old doctor with a kind-hearted face in the past, with a red face. He got angry and burst into tears.
Pan Luer, with his head drooped, knelt in front of the shrine in the middle hall of the Huichun Hall, saying nothing.
Since then, the shopkeeper of Huichun Hall has become this young man with a lock of hair in front of his forehead.
The merchants of Hui Ziji strictly abide by national regulations. On weekdays, the door opens at nine in the morning and closes at exactly five in the afternoon. Only Pan Luer was dismissive and would open the door lazily at four o'clock every day. At two or three o'clock in the afternoon, the door was already ajar.
After shopkeeper Lao Deng handed Pan Luer the key to the store, he wandered off to who knows where and may not come back for years. There are no employees in the store, and the shopkeeper is responsible for dispensing medicines and treating patients. Pan Lv'er also cooked prescriptions and made pills and powders on weekdays. Occasionally, when customers came, he would say that the shopkeeper was not here, or use the prescriptions to fool the customers, but he never paid attention to this shop.
He only focused on endorsing.
Lao Deng, the shopkeeper, once said that if Pan Luer wants to leave, he must be able to skillfully prepare three hundred family prescriptions, and he must be able to silently use the golden cup to save the world and hold the bottle. Hanmei Taoist priest said There are tens of thousands of prescriptions in three books.
In order to leave Huichun Hall as soon as possible, shopkeeper Xiao Deng began to endorse desperately.
Zheng Qing picked a word from each of the three book titles he memorized and gave him the nickname Jin Ping Mei. Every time he saw him memorizing the book, he would make fun of him with the nickname.
Pan Luer often blows into his nostrils and blows his locks of hair, pretending to be angry.
After placing the three kraft paper parcels on the counter of Huichun Hall, Zheng Qing hurried out and asked Pan Luer about his experience in school and asked him if he had any good suggestions.
"What advice do you want to hear?" Deng Xiaoxian put down the book in his hand and sat up straight.
Zheng Qing was speechless.
“I know more than two hundred hidden passages between the four colleges; I also know the secret camps left by the seniors in the Silent Forest; I also know which courses you will choose in the second half of the semester. EvenEasy to get credits. ”
“But I can’t tell you. ”
“Every student will sign a silence contract with the school before leaving school to keep everything about the school confidential. This contract was drawn up by the First University Professors' Joint Meeting, and after being impartial by the Wizards' Council, the effect was quite astonishing. "
Seeing Zheng Qing's disappointed look, shopkeeper Xiao Deng rolled up the Jin Ping Mei in his hand and lectured, "First University is a holy place. It allows you to grow and mature quickly. The joy of life is hidden behind growth. Just like playing a game, if you rely on plug-ins to pass the levels, what fun is there?"
"I only have one suggestion for you, make more friends and participate in more social activities. "Deng Xiaoxian raised two fingers and concluded.
"These are two. "Zheng Qing corrected.
A customer came to the door of Huichun Hall to take medicine. Pan Luer glanced sideways at Zheng Qing, then blew up the long lock of hair in front of his forehead and led the guest in. Went to the store.
Zheng Qing let out a sigh of relief, feeling a lot more relaxed for some reason.
Huiziji is a small market.
It's so small that the primitive trading method of bartering is still used in this market.
There are only about twenty shops in the whole market. The streets are old and the shops are very simple. The signboard actually had the name of the store written directly on it, without any fancy magic effects.
This made Zheng Qing feel a bit different after experiencing the splendid magic of Four Seasons.
He felt that he had an obligation to help the elders in his hometown change this backwardness.
"Xiao Qingzi, how are you preparing for college when you ran out of talismans last time?" Granny Cai from Baicaotang smiled. Call Zheng Qing.
Baicaotang is a shop specializing in talisman paper, cinnabar, pen and ink and other utensils on Hui Zi Ji. For a while, Granny Cai agreed to exchange the finished talisman stickers for new ones. The post was blank, which made Zheng Qing very grateful.
“There are still some talismans from last time. But since I have to go to school and won’t be able to come back soon, I plan to get more. "Zheng Qing answered respectfully.
After returning from Sijifang some time ago, Zheng Qing went straight to Hui Zi Ji to inquire about the situation of First University in these old neighbors. He never thought about the shops in the market. Most of the bosses have never gone to college, but they have heard that this university is very good. They don't know much about other things than Zheng Qing. The only one who has gone to school, Xiao Deng, has no idea where he went in those days. The shops are not open either.
It’s really frustrating.
But the shopkeepers in the market are quite old and have a lot of salt. She gave Zheng Qing a lot of good suggestions.
For example, Granny Cai asked Zheng Qing to leave a letter and explain the situation, and she could help pass it on to Mr. Wu; another example is that Boss Huang from Dadai Liji suggested to Zheng. Qing Qing brought some jade pendants, which would be great gifts for his classmates; Dr. Li from Herbology House urged Zheng Qing to bring some decoctions..
“Be prepared in advance. You have to be careful when eating the soup outside. If you have a bruise, the school doctor of that school will not always follow you. Bring it with you. A few commonly used ones, stuffed in your bag, will finally make you feel more at ease."
At that time, Zheng Qing gratefully accepted these gifts. After returning home, the more he thought about it, the more embarrassed Zheng Qing felt. After thinking hard for a few days, I finally came up with a good idea.
He plans to help the old shops in Hui Ziji install some modern, more dazzling signs. Just like those shops in Four Seasons Square, they look very high-end.
So he came to the market today and planned to do some preparations first.
"Xiao Qingzi came, did you forget something?"
"Did you remember that you didn't bring Boss Huang's granddaughter with you? You came too late. That little girl was Boss Huang is rushing to the mountain."
"When you go to college, you have a lot of ideas. Are you planning to take over all the shops like us old guys?"
The market was not big to begin with, and Zheng Qing quickly attracted the attention and ridicule of other shopkeepers.
He went around in embarrassment, begging for mercy, and after measuring the facades of these shops, he ran away.
Next time you come back, you must let these old antiques experience the splendor of modern magic.
Zheng Qing thought fiercely in his heart.