Zhao Mingming heard Liu Ruiying's words and looked up at the back of the stall owner. Although she knew that Liu Ruiying's words were correct, she was unwilling to admit it... If she admitted it, wouldn't she say that she was too stupid and did not understand the worldly ways? Even though she and Liu Ruiying were already very familiar with each other, she didn't want to show her timidity so quickly.

Women's minds are always so complicated. Even if they know that they have lost money, they will not admit it openly in front of others. Especially when they still have feelings for this person in their hearts, this idea will become more intense. You must first show off this inviolable temperament so that you will not be at a disadvantage when you get along with each other.

Liu Ruiying heard Zhao Mingming snorting from her nose. She was still a little strange. She didn't know where she offended her, but she was very dissatisfied. But after a second thought, she remembered what Zhao Mingming told her before, and could sort it out smoothly. No matter who was deceived, she would be in a bad mood. At this moment, what she needed was probably not the great truth that Liu Ruiying said before, but the real comfort and the way she couldn't find it back.

When a woman is angry, she is undoubtedly concerned about whether the vegetables are cooked after being burned when cooking. Although the vegetables need to be eaten, she can still let go of them compared to the injury and does not need to rush to do things.

I think Liu Ruiying and Zhao Mingming met in the King of Dingxi Province, Xiangteng Inn in Dingzhou Prefecture. After drinking, I was also set up a stall to sell ancient books? If someone was trying to point fingers, Liu Ruiying would probably be extremely impatient.

The stall owner kept working with his back to the three of them, but there was no one else on the stall at this time. As for the lively surrounding him, the tofu noodles stall seemed a little desolate.

"Kei, your ten bowls of tofu noodles!"

The stall owner squatted on his hand, and there were ten bowls of white tofu noodles that were still steaming after they had just come out of the pot.

This tray is almost as long as his arms, and it is not easy for ordinary people to hold it, not to mention that there are ten bowls filled with tofu noodles on it. But the stall owner did not change his face and walked over calmly, putting the tray on the table. When he landed the table, the four fingers in his left hand were pulled a little slower, so the tray was slightly tilted. The soup of the tofu noodles in the bowl was spilled out instantly, just splashing on his left hand.

The noodle soup at the tiger's mouth made his left hand red, but he didn't care at all. He just rubbed his apron and then put the hand behind him. With the other hand, he took off the rag on his shoulder, and pressed it against a index finger, carefully wiped off all the soup sprinkled in the tray. Finally, he smiled at the three of Liu Ruiying, Zhao Mingming, and the three of sugar-fried chestnuts, and then turned around and prepared to return to their stall to work.

"not good!"

Zhao Mingming suddenly exclaimed.

Liu Ruiying thought she wanted to attack the stall owner on the spot, and wanted to dissuade her and talk about it after eating this side.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Mingming ordered the candy fried chestnuts to go to the place where the carriage was parked and brought the mysterious little girl in the altar.

Everyone couldn't sleep all night, but when they walked back, they encountered some trouble again. Coupled with the familiar taste of the tofu noodles and the familiar figure and face of the stall owner, Zhao Mingming was a little uneasy. In a hurry, he actually forgot the little girl...

"Safe, nothing will happen!"

Liu Ruiying said.

After reaching out and patting her shoulder, he pulled out a pair of chopsticks from the chopsticks to eat noodles. Zhao Mingming used his light to snatch the chopsticks in Liu Ruiying's hand, but he was shocked and almost fell into the noodle soup.

"The chopsticks are too dirty, wipe them before using them!"

Zhao Mingming said.

Then he took out a silk parsley from his arms and wiped it carefully. After a while, the goose yellow silk parsley was dyed half black. I don’t know it was okay, but after seeing this scene, Liu Ruiying suddenly felt disgusted... Even though he had wiped it clean now, he didn’t want to use it to eat noodles anymore.

Fortunately, this scene was not seen by the candy-fried chestnuts. Last time they were eating tofu noodles, their ladies were very free and easy. After pulling out a pair of chopsticks, they inserted it straight into the noodle soup without looking at it, and they said, "One move will be fresh, and they will be happy all over the place." At this moment, my favorite person wanted to use chopsticks, but it was no longer possible. He wiped it clean with his own hands.

After all this last night, Zhao Mingming quickly handed the chopsticks to Liu Ruiying, and then, like a thief, kneaded the goose yellow silk squid into a ball in his hand and threw it into a secluded corner behind him. There were a lot of debris there. As long as the angle of throwing was tricky enough, the goose yellow silk squid could drill into the pile of debris and never see the light of the sky again.

After doing all this, Zhao Mingming breathed a sigh of relief. As soon as he looked up, he ran into the little girl in the temple she brought with him with the candy fried chestnut.

"Is she okay?"

Zhao Mingming asked.

"Miss, she is still sitting in the carriage in a daze. But she drank a pot of wine we had stored in the carriage before."

Said Sugar-fried Chestnuts.

Drinking is not a big deal, and being able to drink proves that the little girl's spirit is gradually improving. You should know that after Zhao Mingming took her, if she had not fed her food on time and was not fed water, she would not even feel hungry. This is completely contrary to the basic existence of survival, and only the hibernation of strange beasts can be compared with it.

The little girl immediately burst into tears when she saw Zhao Mingming. She jumped into Zhao Mingming's arms regardless of the candy-fried chestnuts she was supporting her. She buried her head in the collar of her chest and drilled into it desperately. She also made Zhao Mingming's clothes messy, and even revealed the underwear inside. When Liu Ruiying saw this scene, she immediately turned her head. After all, it was not a gentleman to say that. Although he was really not a gentleman, at least he could not sit in a humble little man. Zhao Mingming didn't care much. The strange beasts didn't know much about these rules, especially the ethics and precautions between men and women.

On the contrary, the candy-fried chestnuts saw something wrong, so they went up to pull the little girl away and tidy up the lapels for their lap.

"Miss, you should be careful. This is outside, and the clothes must be properly and neat... you cannot be taken advantage of by others!"

Said Sugar-fried Chestnuts.

This made Liu Ruiying feel a little amused... He was the only other person here, and wasn't this just a warning to him? Although I had known that the girl Tangfried Lizi was a stingy and courageous girl, I was also sincere to her own lady, but I didn't expect that if she seemed careless, she would suddenly become as careful as she would have to do with her own lady.

Liu Ruiying couldn't say anything, so he simply focused on the bowl of tofu noodles in front of him. He ate it in a mess. In less than a moment, more than half of the tofu noodles that were so big as a bowl of tofu noodles were gone.

"Just eating noodles lacks some flavor, so you can transfer some of the tofu in other bowls."

Zhao Mingming said.

Liu Ruiying agreed, but did not do it.

Tofu and noodles are all things he likes to eat, but somehow, these two things are so strange that they just hear the name... As for the taste, although it is not bad, it feels impossible to express it, and it is hard to describe it in one word.

After taking another big sip of noodle soup, Liu Ruiying placed the chopsticks horizontally on the bowl and stopped.

Sugar-fried chestnuts and Zhao Mingming were feeding the little girl. Her hands were tightly clutching Zhao Mingming's clothes, as if she was afraid that she would disappear like before. Zhao Mingming comforted her while sautifying her and sautéing the warm noodles to her mouth. After she chewed them, she scooped a spoonful of noodles soup and put them into her mouth. Sugar-fried chestnuts took out a piece of silk parsley from her body and dragged them in her hand to prevent the soup left by the girl's mouth from staining her clothes.

Liu Ruiying looked at this scene, but she didn't expect that Zhao Mingming and the fried chestnuts could still be so gentle. She treated the little girl like a baby, which really made him feel a little warm. The stall owner pressed the fire in the furnace a little smaller, and there was no business coming to him anyway. He moved a long bench from a seat and placed it behind the stove, took out a very small cigarette pole and started smoking. Taking advantage of his sideways, Liu Ruiying found that there were at least a dozen kitchen knives under his stove.

"Why do stall owners need so many kitchen knives to sell tofu noodles?"

Liu Ruiying asked.

As soon as he said that, the stall owner's face changed... As if he had been touched by Liu Ruiying, he hurriedly stood up and blocked the gap under the stove.

"It's all accumulated in the past. After using it for a long time, I can't bear to throw it away. So I'll leave it all."

The stall owner smiled awkwardly and then began to lower his head to suck, and never looked at Liu Ruiying again.

Tofu and noodles are both extremely soft.

But when it comes to tofu, you can cut it with chopsticks very neatly, so many kitchen knives are needed there? Besides, at that moment, Liu Ruiying saw that the kitchen knives placed in the empty space under the stove of the stall owner were made of fine iron, and the newly opened sharp blade was not an old knife at all.

"What's wrong?"

Zhao Mingming asked.

Her original intention was to wait until she had finished eating noodles before attacking the stall owner. Even if she could not find the money she lost at the time, she could at least exclaim her anger. But when Liu Ruiying asked this just now, he heard something unusual.

"But noodle stall has more than a dozen kitchen knives. Don't you think it's a bit unusual?"

Liu Ruiying asked.

Zhao Mingming thought for a moment and nodded.

In fact, she couldn't understand what Liu Ruiying said at all. After all, she didn't have a deep understanding of these people in the market and the world. However, after hearing Liu Ruiying say this, she felt that it should be unreasonable. If she continued to ask, it would inevitably make Liu Ruiying suspicious of her identity, so she had to nod and agree.

When Liu Ruiying was in the inspection department, he read many files and had an understanding of the three religions and various industries in this world. There was a special and mysterious business that surprised Liu Ruiying at that time.

In the imperial period, in remote and backward towns, there were often such mysterious people. They walked around the streets and alleys, and used items such as kitchen knives, sickles, scissors, etc. to those in need, without taking any pennies. But they did not do good deeds, accumulate merits, and to give birth to a good fortune in the future, but would leave strange prophecies to those who came to credit the knife. Then they just had to wait quietly until the moment the prophecy came true, and these people would come to ask for the accounts, and the checking department file used the behavior of these people to give a unified name - the credit knife man.

The sword-credit man was not a product that was only during the period when the Five Kings ruled. On the contrary, the world was very fixed, and the sword-credit man suddenly disappeared. Only in the turbulent years did they appear extremely active. Of course, the so-called sword-credit man did not refer to people who only had various knives. They sometimes also had other things, but their common feature was that they were conducive to prophecy to earn money, which was exactly the same as those fortune tellers and the seemingly higher-level Onmyoji.

The last time the Investigation and Information Office recorded the appearance of the knife-credit man was in the Zhenbei King Realm. At that time, the dynasty overturned and the world was settled. A man who had this foreign accent brought many kitchen knives from the Taishang River through the water. After getting ashore, he carried a shoulder pole on his shoulder and walked north along the river bank. When he encountered villages, towns and markets, he shouted all the way, only credit but not selling.

At that time, the price of grain soared, and the japonica rice suddenly rose from the original seventeenth meter one bucket to seventy-three meter one bucket. However, the knife-credit man said that when the price of the japonica rice fell to fifteenth meter one bucket, they would come to collect the money. Everyone couldn't help but think that this person was too stubborn. If the price of 15th meter one bucket of japonica rice was cheaper than the previous year, the world was only more than a month stable. Even if the price of grain fell, I don't know what year it was. So everyone onlookers agreed, and the kitchen knife in the hand of the knife-credit man was brought home.

Since ancient times, it has not been easy to take advantage of it. The man who credited the knife took out a stack of white paper and recorded the names and residences of the people who came to credit the knife. He told everyone that if his words became a reality, he would come to collect three taels of silver! A kitchen knife, a empty word, three taels of silver. Although everyone thought it was extremely expensive, when they thought it would be impossible, they looked at the man who credited the knife, but they had gray hair. Who knew how many cold and heat he could survive? Therefore, they signed and sealed the credit documents written by the credit card.

Unexpectedly, after a year and a half, Scorpio loved to be under the rule of the five kings, and all industries flourished. Relying on the favor of heaven and earth, there was a great year. In the autumn of this year, the rice harvest was abundant, and a dou of japonica rice dropped to fifteen cents. Those who had used knives to credit the credit documents came true at that time, couldn't help but feel quite incredible... But the man did not come to collect the money, but his son came. The old knives who had already been in the middle of the 28th century

When he passed away, he passed all his unrecovered credit documents to his son before he died. The people's customs were simple, so most of the documents were successfully cancelled. But he brought not only documents, but also a basket of brand new kitchen knives. Just when he was about to make a prophecy with everyone, some people with ulterior motives did not want to pay the three taels of silver to report to the official. When the young knife-maker saw that the news was wrong, he immediately ran away and no longer saw any traces.

In fact, most of the so-called prophecies of the Knife Cut are related to war, natural disasters, and food that are closely related to the lives of ordinary people. Once they make a successful prediction, the people will easily feel a sense of trust in them. When they make another prediction, they will unconsciously believe it. This principle is no different from those Onmyoji who put on incense burners, respect the heaven and earth, and worship ghosts and gods. What's more, the prophecies that the Knife Cut initially exaggerate, can only be exaggerated,

Many people think this is something that cannot happen. But there will always be a few prophecies that come true, and then the knife-maker comes to collect the accounts. All they can do is think of what others dare not think, say what others dare not say, and add the ultimate sharp blade of kitchen knives, which is like a kitchen knife, to raise the curiosity of the people, so as to achieve the purpose of making money. The final judgment of the Investigation and Information Office on this type of person is: "It is not turbulent, it is not fools who believe it, nor is it evil words to confuse the public."

The first two sentences are easy to understand, but the last sentence is quite interesting, and Liu Ruiying was puzzled. Since he knew that these sword-crediters were all verbs, why did the verdict of "not being a demon confusing the public" be given in the file of the Investigation and Information Office? Later, Liu Ruiying gradually understood under the explanation of the old horseman that whether it was a sword-credit or a sword-credit, it was nothing more than a moral dispute. Swordsmen are upright and upright, and they are trustworthy. The two Taos and faith intersect each other, establish faith with swords, and preach with faith. If there is no faith, the Tao will not exist, and if faith is established, the Tao will be united and safe in the world.

When Liu Ruiying saw the stall owner's kitchen knife, she immediately thought of the past incident she saw in the file. So she asked the stall owner:

"It's all good now, so I'm afraid no one has ever bought a knife, right?"

After hearing this, the stall owner's energy that had just been frightened and suddenly blew away. He sat down on the long bench with a depressed butt, knocked the cigarette pole in his hand on the ground a few times, kowtowed the ashes, and then looked up at Liu Ruiying and said:

"It's indeed a good situation, but this situation not only cut off the wealth of my family's three generations, but also allowed countless people in the martial arts world to take a different path."

The stall owner said.

The sword-maker is a business in the world. Now that the world is peaceful and the world is gone, there is no place to stand. The river-maker in his mouth is the lower world where the government cannot manage its power. The so-called sword-maker is a business person who set up a set of rules and respects the rules of the river-maker in addition to the laws of the government. "Golden skin, colored hangings, group-calling willows", these eight major river-makers refer to the fortune telling, practice medicine, acrobatics and circus magic, martial arts, storytelling, crosstalk, quick-talking, fraud and theft, big drum and pendant and other small musical types. Although the sword-maker is not included in it, it can probably be affiliated with the fortune telling industry.

"It's not possible to sell the knife on credit, but it's not reasonable to use this tofu noodles to cheat money."

Liu Ruiying said.

"The guest official is joking! The knives in the credit department were also passed down by his ancestors, and he was forced to do it. Now the world where the five kings rule together is singing and dancing everywhere, so he can only cut off his inheritance, change his career, and do some small business, and just make a living."

The stall owner said.

Liu Ruiying felt a little sad. The stall owner is really worthy of being a surrogate of "Jianghu". He speaks without leaking water and without wind. Fortunately, Zhao Mingming said to him seriously before, otherwise, Liu Ruiying would have easily started to talk like those suckers who bought knives.

"Do you look familiar with this girl?"

Liu Ruiying pointed at Zhao Mingming and asked.

"When I look at the old man and don't care about setting up shops, I'll attract customers from all directions. Once you're born, second, I'll remember it next time I come!"

The stall owner looked at Zhao Mingming and said.

Zhao Mingming ignored her at all and still focused on feeding the little girl in the temple. She was as quiet as a virgin and as active as a rabbit, she was described as a character. When Zhao Mingming made a move, she would force the stall owner to hand over the money she had cheated last time with a thunderous force.

"Stand Master Li is a noble man who forgets things!"

Liu Ruiying said.

He remembered that Zhao Mingming had clearly told him that the stall owner was surnamed Li.

"The guest official, the surname is Ma."

The stall owner said.
To be continued...