Chapter 15 Peddler

Seeing Li Banfeng's body stiffen, the driver took two steps back.

Li Banfeng felt that his breathing had become extremely labored. Before he could figure out what was going on with his body, two people came over from the alley not far away.

The two men were wearing shirts, vests, and marching hats with extremely low brim.

Seeing that they were coming for Li Banfeng, the coachman was startled, picked up the car and was about to leave.

What do these two people do?

Li Banfeng didn't know them.

Are you here for me?

It was really for him.

This is the manpower arranged by Xiao Zhenggong. He has been following Li Banfeng since he left the station.

Their mission was to kill Li Banfeng and take away the bronze lotus from Li Banfeng.

Li Banfeng wanted to touch the spicy strips in his pocket, but he couldn't.

One of the forwards pulled out a dagger from his sleeve, and the other man glanced around viciously, signaling others to stay out of trouble.

Unable to resist, defend, or escape, Li Banfeng couldn't even move.

In all his life, Li Banfeng has never been so desperate.

Seeing the two people getting closer and closer, they suddenly heard someone speaking next to them:

"You take the child to have something to eat first, and then go to the hospital to wait for me."

The tall and thin man, who was 1.9 meters tall, placed his wife on another rickshaw, turned around and came to Li Banfeng, put his left hand in his pocket, and supported Li Banfeng with his right hand.

Seeing the tall and lanky man, the two "advance hat" men did not approach Li Banfeng immediately. They did not know the strength of the tall and lanky man, nor the origin of the other party.

A "forward hat" came forward and said: "Side by shoulder, which line to slide, touch the code and report to head on!"

Li Banfeng was stunned, which foreign language is this?

This is not a foreign language, it is slang.

"Moving forward hat" means: Friends, which road are you on? Tell me where you came from.

Hou Qiu understood, but ignored them and ignored the two men.

Seeing that the communication was fruitless, the other forward hater began to threaten: "Friends on Hezi, we are from Jiang Xiang's gang.

You have heard the flags, and you know the rules. We have decided to pick this gourd. Qingzi bites people without eyesight, so you step wider. "

Friends on the road, we are going to kill this guy. He has no eyesight, so don’t meddle in his own business.

The tall and thin man frowned slightly and glanced at the two "advance hats".

The two "advance hats" suddenly felt their hearts throbbing, and their heartbeat frequency slowed down and their amplitude increased.

Gudong! Gudong! The heart seemed ready to break at any moment.

One of the advanced haters lowered his voice and said: "This is a happy cultivator! The steps (levels) are not low!"

"Bullshit!" Another "advance hat" also realized the seriousness of the problem and prepared to retreat.

The strength of the tall and thin man was beyond the reach of the two of them. Without any hesitation, the two of them turned around and left, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

The tall and thin man did not chase after him. He supported Li Banfeng and asked the coachman directly: "Is your car fast?"

"It's not too fast." The driver avoided Li Banfeng, not wanting to pull him.

A person who shines in the sky is going to have big trouble at any time, and he also gets involved with people on the road. Who wants to be involved with him.

"Is there a fire wheel under your feet?" the tall and thin man asked again.

The coachman shook his head and said, "If I had a steam wheel, how could I still earn these few dollars in business?"

"Is there anyone with a steamer in front of the station?" The man took out a ten-dollar bill and handed it to the coachman.

The driver took the money and smiled: "Yes, sir, I will take you there."

You don't have to work, you earn ten yuan for free, and you're still willing to take the money.

The coachman led the way. The tall and thin man put one hand in his pocket and carried Li Banfeng on the other, and followed the coachman through an alley.

At the entrance of the alley, there was a stocky coachman squatting on the ground smoking a cigarette.

The cigarette was very choking, and he rolled it himself.

"Sir, this is the one with the steamer." The driver from before brought the man and left quickly.

The tall and thin man stepped forward and asked the stocky coachman: "What is the quality of your fire wheel?"

The driver raised his head and said, "I've already pulled the cart, so what else can I do? It's only one layer of land!"

The tall and thin man nodded: "Do you know where the salesman is?"

The driver smacked his lips and said, "I saw him in the morning. The road is a bit far. I don't know if he is still there now."

"It's a long road, don't be afraid. Just give me a price."

The driver held out five fingers: "Five hundred, Huan Guo banknotes, no counter-offer."

The tall and lanky man put Li Banfeng in the car, twisted him a few times, took out five hundred-yuan Huanguo bills, and gave them to the driver.

The driver saw the tall and thin man taking out money with one hand, and then looked at his left hand that had been in his trouser pocket. He felt a little strange, but he didn't ask any more questions.

After counting the banknotes, there were quite a few. The coachman put out his cigarette butts, raised his left wrist to support the left shaft of the cart, and held his right wrist down against the right shaft of the cart.

Li Banfeng felt that the way he held the handlebar was a bit strange. One hand was up and the other was down. Why did he look so awkward?

In fact, he doesn't understand that this is the yin and yang handle, the most standard position for pulling a foreign car.

The rickshaw drivers Li Banfeng saw on TV always lifted the handlebars with both hands. If the force was not stable, the passengers would lean back and forth on the car, or even fall off the car.

If the driver pulls the cart like this, at least he will not receive the fare, or at worst he will be beaten.

The yin and yang moved up and down, and the coachman picked up the car steadily and shouted: "Let's go!"

Before he finished speaking, the driver pulled the car out of the alley.

Li Banfeng was still conscious, the wind was blowing in his ears, and the houses and trees on the roadside were retreating rapidly.

Maybe because the alley is very narrow and the buildings on the roadside are very close, Li Banfeng has a visual deviation.

What speed is this?

The driver actually pulled the rickshaw out of the car.

Monkey Qiu also felt that the driver was a little special: "Your skills don't seem like a level of cultivation."

The driver laughed: "You give me money, I pull the rickshaw, I don't live with me, why do you care so much!

Let's make it clear first, the man next to you is like a white lamb in the sunlight,

I just send you to the place, whether this man is dead or alive, it's none of my business!"

"Don't worry, he won't die," said the tall and thin man, "This little brother is lucky, he couldn't meet the peddler, the train was delayed on the road for three days, and he just caught up."

The driver was stunned: "Really, so lucky? Didn't he meet a lucky star?"

Li Banfeng's neck couldn't move, and he couldn't see what the driver's legs and feet were like.

He could only look at the scenery along the way from a fixed angle.

The architecture of this town is very strange, with bricks and stones interlaced, neat and clean, without a sense of depression and dilapidation, but with a sense of vicissitudes that deeply touched Li Banfeng.

It is not an ancient vicissitude, but a unique vicissitude. The spacious gates between the brick and stone walls, the majestic beams and eaves, are very ancient.

But the carvings and portholes that appear from time to time on the walls have some Western flavor.

Especially the two- and three-story small buildings between the streets and alleys, the protruding balconies and corridors on the upper floors, the unique arches on the windows and doors, the roses and creepers on the walls, make Li Banfeng seem to have arrived in a special era, an era caught in the gap of history.

What era is it? Li Banfeng has no time to think. The difficulty of his heartbeat and the stagnation of his breathing make him feel the threat from his life.

Listening to the driver and the tall and thin man chatting all the way, they ran from the town to the suburbs. When they arrived at a wilderness, the driver stopped and wiped his sweat.

"I'm really lucky. The peddler didn't leave!" The driver panted for a while and looked back at the tall and thin man and Li Banfeng.

The tall and thin man carried Li Banfeng off the car and saw a cart parked under a willow tree in front of him. On the cart was a large two-layer wooden cabinet with a red lantern stuck on it.

A man squatted next to the cart, a man in his thirties, taking a nap under the tree.

The driver shouted to the man, "Hey! Are you still doing business?"

The man raised his eyes, stood up and stretched, took out a rattle and started beating it:

Dingling bangdang, dingling bangdang!

"Foreign soap, vanishing cream,

Silk scarves and handkerchiefs, sewing kits,

Leather buckets, iron ladle (sounds like shao),

Matches, foreign candles, foreign shovels!

Pickled vegetable jars, soy sauce pots,

Rice spoons, water ladles, and kitchen knives!

A cart of good goods, old signs,

Everything is cheap, you can choose it!"

Peddler?

Is this the peddler?

The peddler yawned at the tall and thin man and said, "Monkey Qiu, what are you buying?"

The tall and thin man is called Monkey Qiu, and the peddler actually knows him.

Monkey Qiu said: "The white lamb has illuminated the sky."

The peddler took out the key and opened the first layer of the wooden cabinet: "The white lamb has illuminated the sky. If you don't want to die, you must enter the door.

How do you want to pay? Huanguo banknotes or foreign currency?"

Monkey Qiu said: "Huanuo banknotes."

The peddler opened the drawer on the cabinet: "I still have five kinds of medicine powders left, 30,000 for farming, 50,000 for fun, 60,000 for food, 80,000 for travel, and 160,000 for home. I think he can't say anything. Should he choose it himself, or do you choose it for him?"

PS: Thank you Xueshan Yuanfeng.

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