Rivers and lakes start from Shushan

Chapter 147

I feel that the fried chestnuts in sugar are not poisonous, but Yang Ke is wearing a mask at this time, and his appearance is just ordinary.

Without showing his martial arts, Ben was wandering in the market, intending to trigger the mission.

If this is going to be poisoned, then the person who poisoned him is too inhuman.

Smelling the aroma of fried chestnuts in sugar brought back memories of Yang Ke. The Gao family who couldn't remember his face was just a concubine of the Gao family in Bohai, the former prime minister of the Sui Dynasty, and the concubine sister of Gao Jiong, Duke of Qi.

I only remember her gentle smile, no matter who she is, she treats everyone equally. In those ten years, she has saved many poor and weak people in this city of gods.

Yang Ke still remembers the sweet taste of the peeled one by one.

Only then did I become curious, and went up to buy some casually. It was an "grandmother".

He never saw his eyes, only heard a hoarse voice saying: "Eighty Wen."

Yang Ke took out a sling of money at random, and he didn't know which country made the money, it definitely didn't belong to the Yuan and Qing countries.

Officials in various countries, coins are not in circulation, but private, merchant exchanges, which are mixed with transactions.

In the seven countries of the Central Plains, most of the copper coins are common, and the weights are almost the same. Only the Yuan and Qing countries in the northern region, for various reasons, did not do a good job of casting coins, and many merchants were attracted to them.

In Yang Ke's various gift packages, he sometimes gets some coins, and there are a lot of them in the packages.

Eighty Wen is not expensive, or it may be expensive, but Yang Ke doesn't know the price, and has already forgotten the people's sentiments, so he took out a penny at random and said, "No need to look for it."

Holding the bag of fried chestnuts in sugar, Yang Ke didn't want to eat it at first, but just smelled the aroma and savored it.

Occasionally, I remembered something and clicked on the task list to take a look, only to find that a new side task had been updated.

Same reward, fourth woman.

Searching for the details in his mind, the fourth person doesn't have many clues.

It can't be the old woman, can it?
Just now, he didn't even inquire about it. If he recognized the aura, then it would not be difficult to track it down.

No.

It's not too late now.

Yang Ke suddenly opened a roasted chestnut with his fingers and ate it. For a long time, he had no symptoms.

Sure enough, she didn't come to kill.

In this city of gods, if she fried chestnuts with sugar and killed people at will, even she might not be able to escape the pursuit of Sword Master Xuanyuan!
Without Yang Tuo's action, most of the arrogant bad guys died early.

Turn around, the candied chestnuts are non-toxic, so she should still be where she is.

As he walked step by step, the candied chestnuts in his hand had already been abandoned by him.

Not the taste I imagined.

However, there are other gains, which is not bad.

The old woman was still there, trembling, looking at the people coming and going with an expectant look and cloudy eyes from time to time.

God does not lack rich people, let alone rich children. From time to time, business comes to the door. This business must be excellent.

Yang Ke looked at it for a while, and then saw the flaw. No gangster peeked at it. In this world, it shouldn't be.

When people gather together, there will always be no shortage of people who want to get something for nothing, and there will also be no shortage of people who want to exploit others. Such people will not face the strong, but only dare to wield their swords against the weak. Those who appear to be weaker than him people.

The business of this sugar-fried chestnut stand is so good, there should be no one to disturb it.

In Shendu City, even if there is Xuanyuan Sword Master guarding it, even if it is the Imperial City, the overall moral level has not yet reached this level.

Yang Ke felt that this was a flaw, and after careful observation, the old woman was really not just pretending, it should be real.

Should not be!

Lu Xiaofeng had never become famous all over the world, Ximen Chuuxue was just an obscure swordsman, and Ye Gucheng was wandering somewhere.

This story hasn't started yet, isn't this Grandma Xiong?

The female butcher, the peach blossom bee, the five-poisonous lady, the ecstasy mother-in-law... These people are all just aliases of a person, a woman who has absolutely nothing similar to her alias.

Gongsun Lan, a female swordsman.

In those years of not doing professional work, when it was supposed to be studying, he often took time out to linger in those fantasy worlds.

Yang Ke only knew his name. In his time, there were very few people who were willing to read books.

It was also because in the orphanage, he couldn't compete for the TV and computer, and he could only read those books that he didn't know where they came from. Most of them were donated by some kind-hearted people, and they were mostly scattered.

In this world, for that world, certain things and certain people are blurred, and some people and certain things are remembered more clearly.

In the game, I have never participated in this plot, and I don't know how much it has changed from that in the book.

But Yang Ke felt that this Grandma Xiong should not be the real grandma.

Yang Ke didn't come forward until it was getting dark and the people returned home.

Walking forward and approaching, the old woman selling sugar-roasted chestnuts asked carefully: "This... young master... how much... does he want...?"

Taking out a sling of money again, Yang Ke said, "Anything you want!"

The money was thrown out, and the stir-fried chestnuts in the casserole were picked out one by one.

Hands and feet are very slow, there is no flaw, just a grandma!

I don't know martial arts yet!
This is the conclusion Yang Ke came to. When he ate the next one, he sighed, this is the taste of that year.

"Do you recognize me?"

Taking off the mask and revealing her original appearance, the old woman was startled immediately, she couldn't hold the wooden clip in her hand, and threw it into the pot.

"Yes...it's the little prince..."

One good thought of a nobleman can redeem a person. Back then, when that woman was leaving the mansion, she happened to meet an old woman who was blackmailed, and she spoke out to reprimand those people. The woman was grateful and gave it to him with fried chestnuts in sugar.

Even though Mrs. Gao, who is remembered by countless people, is no longer there, no one dares to bully this old woman.

It's not her reputation that can deter those bad guys. How can bad guys be afraid of good guys?
Instead, someone was silently watching her trail.

"What about the guy from before?"

Hearing this, the old woman bent lower and did not speak.

"I won't hurt her, I just have something to ask."

The old woman still did not speak.

Looking at the pedestrians in twos and threes, no one stopped here, and no one paid attention to it.

The bright moon is gradually rising, and half of the moon disk is covered by dark clouds, which makes the world covered with a layer of black veil.

Turning around and leaving, Yang Ke sensed a hint of anger. Just now, he was clearly forcing the old woman to confess to that person.

But she seemed to be loyal, and Yang Ke just asked, and it seemed that it was difficult to ask anything.

To be a good person is to be so restrained.

However, Yang Ke is using his aura to search all the eyes and ears, and everyone's aura.

She must be a master, she must be a swordsman, and in this city of gods, even if there are many heroes gathered, there may not be many master swordsmen who can attract his attention.

At this time, there are not many who are close to a stall owner of stir-fried chestnuts in sugar.

That's her.

A sharp sword intent was noticed by Yang Ke. Seeing her turn around and leave, she probably saw Yang Ke in front of the sugar-roasted chestnut stall.

They followed Jiang Tianxiong from a distance, not like following Jiang Tianxiong, but using their sword intent to lock on each other from a distance. The two swordsmen did not need to meet each other. With their sword intent rising, they could immediately detect each other.

(End of this chapter)