Chapter 27 Cooking Cake
a few days later.

Lin Pingzhi leaned on crutches, carried a small table on his back, wrapped a pen crate on his body, and limped to set up a stall on the street. His business was to write letters on behalf of others.

After all, the World Buwu Pavilion had agreed that no matter what to eat or drink, Lin Pingzhi still had to earn money for his own food.

His leg injury has been delayed for several months, and it has long been crooked. Chen Guang has no choice but to smash it to pieces, and then reconnect it. The taste is really like going through a frying pan in hell. would like to recall.

Chen Guang once said that even if there is magical healing, this leg is extremely difficult to heal, and it will take a few more weeks of crutches to barely restore normal walking ability.

But this is already very powerful. To be honest, Lin Pingzhi can't believe it until now, that he can work from time to time.

In the beginning, when he crawled away from the Lin family's old house, he was a crippled man with injuries all over his body.Fortunately, this tragic appearance can also arouse some sympathy from passersby, and every now and then someone throws him a few copper coins, which is considered to have survived.

Along the way, he kept inquiring about Yu Canghai's whereabouts, but he couldn't stop the people in the rivers and lakes, and they ignored him and failed to get any information.

And where have ordinary people heard this name?Thinking that he was a beggar who was obstructing people's eyes, he just wanted him to leave quickly, so he gave random directions, and finally someone said to him perfunctory: What?The head of Qingcheng?Oh, Yu Canghai, who is famous, is now in Yangzhou, eliminating demons and defending the road, and doing great things.

Lin Pingzhi was overjoyed. After all his hard work, he did not give up even though he was beaten and thrown out of the boat several times, causing further injuries. Finally, he was lucky enough to get on a ferry and came to Yangzhou City.

But he didn't know that the person who pointed the way had never been out of the local area in his life, and he only knew about Yangzhou besides the capital and Luoyang.

When he arrived in Yangzhou, Lin Pingzhi, who was suffering from hunger and cold, was close to running out of fuel, but he happened to see the notice board of the world promulgating martial arts.

He is literate, and he just wanted to try his luck... Who knows, that boy who looks not as old as himself is actually a master of the world!
Not only did he heal himself, but he also changed himself into new clothes, and taught himself inner strength and mental methods, and he could rely on exercise to slowly heal himself...

Now, every day before going out, he has to kowtow three times to the attic where Master lives before leaving.

At this time, Lin Pingzhi's eyes had been bandaged with white cloth, but in order to cover the bad eyes and the missing ears, his hair was still loose, and only half of his face was exposed.

But the clothes are neat and the hair is straight, and it doesn't make people feel sloppy at all.And this half of the face was washed white again, and the original appearance of the handsome boy was revealed, and people could see at a glance that he was a down-to-earth son.

At this time, it was not yet in the late Ming Dynasty. Cheng Zhu was not a prominent scholar. Although the ladies still did not step out of the gate, the little girls from ordinary market families also set up business with their parents early.

Seeing that Lin Pingzhi was swallowing his saliva while looking at the steaming pancakes, he gritted his teeth and continued to walk. The little girl watching the stall quickly stopped him.

"Well, that lame...the one with loose hair."

Lin Pingzhi turned back in doubt, the little girl stood behind the stall, two red clouds rose from her healthy complexion, and pretended to be generous: "Would you like to try my family's cakes? It's delicious."

Lin Pingzhi touched the money in his pocket, only one copper was left, he forced a smile and said, "Thank you girl for your kindness, but I'm just shy in my pocket..."

Before finishing speaking, the girl came out from the back of the stall, stuffed two pancakes into his hands, looked around, and waved again and again: "Go, go, it won't taste good when it's cold."

Lin Pingzhi held the steaming pancake for a while, before nodding his head and saying seriously, "Thank you girl, Lin Pingzhi...there will be a great reward in the future!"

The little girl said with a smile: "So your name is Lin Pingzhi, where do you want a big reward from you, you can take care of yourself and talk about it."

After speaking, I jumped back and continued to watch the booth.

Lin Pingzhi thanked him, and went to a random place not far away, set up a low table, put pen and ink on white paper, and began to shout stiffly, blocking the business.

It's not that he doesn't want to ghostwrite next to the martial arts hall, but it's a bustling neighborhood, and there are too many cars and horses, making it difficult for him to move around.And here are almost all the hardworking apprentice traders who don't know big characters, so the business is always better.

After taking a few bites of the pancake, Lin Pingzhi felt a lot warmer and warmer in his stomach. Maybe it was a good time, and he would have a business in no time. He listened to the patched porter telling him that everything was fine. , while burying his head in writing his words of concern for his family.

I wrote letters from two people in a row, and after a long time, there was another person to write.

One letter is three cents, three letters is nine cents, plus the pancakes that the little girl just sent, save some food, two days of food is enough, tomorrow you can practice martial arts with Master for a day.

Lin Pingzhi felt that life seemed to be getting better a little bit. Just as he was about to smile, he suddenly remembered his parents, his nose was sore, and his eyes were red again.

At this moment, an exclamation came from his ear.

Turning his head to look, it turned out that not far away, a wonton stand was overturned by a few strong men, and the soup almost spilled on the girl who cooked the cake for herself.

The old man from the wonton stand knelt on the ground and begged for mercy again and again: "Don't smash it, uncle, don't smash it, the premium can be paid today! It can be paid today!"

It turned out to be the insurance premium... Lin Pingzhi shook his head, this kind of thing is normal, there are similar rules almost all over the country, he is not the prefect, how can he manage such a thing.

"Hey, why don't you just say no? It's a waste of your uncle's time." The three men jokingly stepped through the mess and came to the little girl's stall.

The little girl smiled stiffly: "Master, I... We paid the premium for our family yesterday."

The leading strong man looked at the little girl up and down, looked at her flat chest, pouted and shook his head, and was about to leave.But another leprosy head looked at the little girl's slender waist, but licked his lips.

As for the last man with blue spots on his face, seeing the appearance of leprosy, he immediately laughed out loud, put his arms on the little girl's pancake stand, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Really? How did I remember it was an old man yesterday? what."

"That...that's my dad, he caught the cold last night, and my mother was taking care of him at home...I, I was by my side!" The little girl explained again and again, but her heart became more and more heavy.

"Crack!" With a sound, the leprosy slapped the pancake stand with his palm, and said viciously: "Fart, why don't you have any impression of the uncle? If you have seen a girl like you, the uncle will never forget it, the old man must be selling the stall. Here's to you!"

"I... I didn't!" The little girl panicked.

The vendors around him shook their heads, unable to bear to look any further.

Yesterday, this little girl was touched by her mother's face with coals, like a little mud monkey, of course it's inconspicuous.So did her parents. They thought that this group of people had collected premiums yesterday and would not come back today, so they let the little girl take care of the business for a day, but this kind of thing happened...

The green-spotted man also smiled and said, "Since you heard him say that he paid the premium yesterday, you must know that we are charging by the family, not by the apportionment. Do you want to spare one month's premium? You are playing tricks on the uncle. , I still think the uncle is deceiving, eh?!"

As he said that, he swept the pan to the side with a forceful force, and the whole pan fell apart when the pan was spread out, and the hot pan with white flour fell to the ground, stained with dust.

The leprosy head was so impatient that he stretched out his hand to grab the little girl, and he used a little bit of skill.

And the brawny guy who was in the lead, with a bunt, watched the whole process and let the two do it.

"Since she has missed a month, let her make up the payment, why do you want to smash other people's stalls?" a voice said slowly.

The little girl and the three strong men looked in the direction of the voice. It was Lin Pingzhi, who was leaning on crutches, with long hair fluttering, dressed in white, and with an indifferent expression.

(End of this chapter)

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