Martial Arts Master Travelled to Ancient Time and Farms

  In the exquisite pavilion, a small worker fell down, which is not a big deal.

   The more problematic thing is that this little worker almost bumped into Cheng Ling.

  Yao Shouzhong was ashamed because he was not careful enough. At this time, he stepped forward and scolded the little worker: "What are you doing? You can't do a little thing well. If you do this again, you will be deducted from your wages!"

  Xiao Gong looks like he is in his early twenties, his skin is tanned, and he has a fishy smell of the sea that is common among fishermen by the sea.

   Hearing Yao Shouzhong's words, he didn't dare to cry any more, he just turned over quickly, and tremblingly went to pick up the burden, packed up, then hooked his head, carrying a load of broken wood and quickly walked upstairs to the second floor.

   Such an image of being rude, being scolded honestly, and working hard makes Yao Shouzhong look like a bully's leg.

  Yao Shouzhong was immediately embarrassed. He looked at Cheng Ling and defended himself dryly: "Lang Jun, Xiao, Xiao this... The people here are very skinny, and sometimes they can only be disciplined strictly."

The implication of    is to explain to Cheng Ling that he is not mean and vicious.

  Cheng Lingdao: "Master Yao is in charge, so naturally there is a way to bind the workers. Since I use you, I won't interfere too much with you. Master Yao really doesn't need to worry about it."

  Yao Shouzhong breathed a sigh of relief, and was even more grateful, and said quickly: "Langjun is wise, small, small must be hard-hearted! Langjun rest assured..."

   He blew dryly at Cheng Ling, and at last he was at a loss for words, and finally stopped in embarrassment.

  Cheng Ling smiled again: "Master Yao, I'm not that kind of person who only likes to listen to good things. Doing things seriously and doing practical things are not much better than hype?"

   After she finished speaking, she patted Yao Shouzhong on the shoulder, and after handling some details in the exquisite pavilion, she stopped and left.

   When Cheng Ling left, he looked back at the second floor of the exquisite pavilion, both intentionally and unintentionally.

  On the second floor of the exquisite pavilion, a person was standing by the window and was grinding something with the window lattice. Suddenly Cheng Ling looked back and looked at this person, and the person jumped.

  The person who polished the window lattice quickly flashed his body to the side and back, but in the blink of an eye, Cheng Ling retracted his gaze and walked straight away.

   Until Cheng Ling's figure completely disappeared, the man who polished the window lattice let out a sigh of relief, and then resumed his work.

   This person is not someone else, but it is the little worker who sent the lumber upstairs before!

   The worker next to him called him "A'an", and someone teased him: "Hey, boy, you've polished that window seven or eight times, and you're still grinding it? When this window lattice is a sedan chair to carry your little lady?"

  A'an lowered his head and just murmured: "The manager must be polished and smooth..." But the person next to him didn't answer at all.

   He is so honest that people who make fun of him find it boring, so they make a "bang". For a while, no one was looking for A'an to speak again, and the space on the second floor was filled with the voices of workers burying their heads in their work.

   A'an only worked half the day, and in the middle of the afternoon he went to find Yao Shouzhong to ask for leave.

  Yao Shouzhong gave him the approval directly. In fact, this A'an has always only worked half a day, and he has to leave every half-afternoon.

  The reason why he never worked a full day, Yao Shouzhong still invited him, was mainly because this person was really hardworking, he could finish a day's work for ordinary small jobs in half a day, and he only needed half a day's wages.

  Since this is the case, Yao Shouzhong certainly has no reason not to invite him.

  The reason why A'an only works half a day is also very good. He explained it on the first day he came here: There is a sick old lady at home, and no one takes care of him. He must find a way to go back to take care of the old lady in advance every day.

  Yao Shouzhong took pity on A'an, and sometimes even paid him a subsidy in private.

   But today A'an almost ran into Cheng Ling, Yao Shouzhong stopped giving him the subsidy, he just waved his hand and said, "Go back soon, get busy and rest well, come back tomorrow, don't be as rash as you are today."

   A'an bowed his waist, and thankfully agreed.

   After leaving the exquisite pavilion, Ah An walked towards the south of the city.

   His home is located in the south of the city near the Dengying River. This area is also the most chaotic and poorest place in the entire Yongzhou City.

  Because the area around Dengying River Front Street turned out to be the largest gathering place of brothels in the entire Yongzhou City, Dengying River Back Street became the most rotten shadow behind this bustling splendor.

A'an pushed the door and walked into a dilapidated room. The light in the room was dim, and there was a gloomy coldness that had never seen the light of day. cough…"

   One after another, the cough is not violent, but lingering, which can make people feel disturbed.

   A'an called out, "Mother!"

  The old woman coughed and said weakly: "A'an...still a low-spirited past couple...%￥#@&*..."

   What does this say?

  If someone else was here, they would naturally not understand this paragraph, but A'an could understand. Not only could he understand, but he also used the same strange language to converse with the old woman.

   This is by no means the language of Wei, and of course, it is not the language of Qi.

Because Qi and Wei are similar in territory, and in terms of language and culture, they are in the same line because of their former unity. Therefore, after Cheng Ling and others came to Wei, although they inevitably brought a southern accent when speaking, they were able to understand Wei's dialect smoothly. National exchange.

   Where is it like this - yes, Cheng Ling didn't go far before, she hid in the dark, waiting for A'an to come out, so that she could follow him.

   But I didn't expect that this one would be such a big "surprise".

   Ah An and the old woman did not speak Wei Guo dialect, so what language was it?

  Cheng Ling had a bold guess in his heart based on the various information he had previously known: Is this A'an actually from the Dongsang Islands?

   A'an may be from Dongsang!

  This guess made Cheng Ling's whole nerves tense. If A'an is really from Dongsang, then why did he come to the exquisite pavilion?

  Cheng Ling held his breath and listened to the conversation in the house, but he couldn't understand Dongsang's words...

   This is a bit embarrassing.

   But although he didn't understand, Cheng Ling could understand emotionally.

  In that dilapidated house, I saw that A'an and his mother had a depressing dispute.

   First, A'an's eyes showed excitement and dissatisfaction, and then A'an's mother said something. A'an's excited expression seemed to be cut off by something.

   He was slumped and his head dropped.

   On the bed, Mrs. A'an, who had been talking and coughing, suddenly grabbed A'an's hand. Her strength was a bit strong, and the blue veins on her hand were exposed.

  Cheng Ling noticed again that Mrs. An's inner wrist looked like something was tattooed.