Ten Mile Room

When Heng Buli first became a witch, he asked the seniors in Wuli how I should handle the relationship with those adults.

The senior said with a look of disdain: "Don't worry about those wolf-hearted guys."

Those guys think the same way, witches are a bunch of cold-hearted, heartless things.

In fact, the relationship between everyone has long been bad.

No new strength can be obtained from the other party, but they are forced to be tied to the same rope and hate each other, and the relationship will never go back.

Externally, they have to do the kind of sweetness that the people want, which is even more disgusting.

Art must not be underestimated. Art will guide human thinking. The heroes in all works of art in the Gaelic Continent, the king, must have a witch with basic configuration by their side. This is like brainwashing. If a king, there is no If there are enough witches, the people will not agree with him.

Gail Bengen's belief is Mother Earth.

Wu is the guide sent by the mother to the world.

In addition to this, there are various proof legends in various schools of modern Protestantism.

The meaning of the stories in the prologues of these legends is roughly the same.

God! No matter what god, at first they sent witches to assist the forerunners to save the world, but witches failed.

Human beings are still in dire straits, and their souls have not been redeemed.

Then, our God, came as the Second Attendant!

Although we came later, we are much better than the first ones.

It can be seen from this that no matter what religion, in order to prove themselves, they all have to be more or less involved with witches, as if this is the only way to prove that they are the biggest one.

And the modern day power holders like other Protestants who have no power.

Probably because of better control.

A witch, after all, is a subtle and terrifying existence.

Fortunately, they exist less and less these days.

They tolerated each other disgustingly and accommodated each other. The relationship cannot be broken, only harmony can continue.

Lian Yanzi is obviously not going to provide Lian Wu service to the master.

Heng Buli breathed a sigh of relief.

He even rejoiced.

Wu always loves peace innocently, and has an extra petty heart to worry about all human beings.

If not, that's good, that's good!

Heng Buli patted the wood, and arranged for the waiter to serve a new set of refreshments.

He sat down and watched Lian Yanzi take out some things one by one from the student bag with the characters of the Sailing Junior High School printed on his side.

First, there was a small wooden box. When the wooden box was opened, there were 27 glass bottles in three rows, and various soil samples were placed in the bottles.

Then there are three stacks of thick handwritten thesis texts, the top one is called "Kyushu Red Jade Deposit Exploration Report", however, it does not indicate the exact address of the mine.

Finally, he took out a heavy cloth bag, opened it, and there was a thing like a pebble.

Heng Buli couldn't understand anymore, he asked suspiciously: "Kyushu Hongyu?"

Lian Yanzi nodded: "Yes!"

It is the kind of Kyushu ruby ​​​​you think of.

This is also a small discovery after Lian Yanzi rented a Panneng boat for the first time after arriving at the school.

It was on a deserted island more than 200 nautical miles away from the coastline of the Eastern Continent. This small island belonged to the Chu State of the Eastern Continent. It turned out that he was going to camp for fifteen days to do independent survival training.

While fetching water, he discovered the source of the island's formation, some round ores washed from the ground to the ground.

He picked up a piece at random, and immediately noticed the difference between these pebbles and ordinary pebbles.

It's heavy and quite overwhelming!

Feel free to weigh it with your hands, and you can feel that it can reach a weight of about three grams per centimeter, which means that its density is higher than that of ordinary rocks.

The geological movement of the planet is diverse, and new minerals derived from the metamorphism and precipitation of magma, such as crystal, iron or the Kyushu red jade that Kyushu people love, should be generated under such conditions.

The island was originally formed by a dormant volcano.

Hang Buli casually flipped through the text a few times in doubt, and then went to the second book. This one called "Jiuzhou Hongyu Elementary Trench Exploration Report" was even more complicated.

This is Lian Yanzi's second visit to the island. He made a trenching report with crude tools. He took soil about 30 meters below the soil layer, rock samples, and ore debris under the stream.

Hang Buli tapped these documents with his hands and asked, "What is this...?"

Lian Yanzi took out the final risk contract, put it on the table and said, "Brother A, you can't live without these. I'm short of money! This is money!"

Heng Buli laughed at first, and then calculated a shapeless story in his head, such as the end of the road, being taken in and supported by others, and so on.

Now it seems that the result is not as terrible as he imagined, so he said softly, "Is this the job he... gave you?"

Lian Yanzi smiled: "Well, this is his."

It's all his, everything is his.

"Oh! That's pretty good." Hang Buli nodded.

Although he didn't understand, he still acted like he was thinking, looked at these things again, and asked, "My brother."

"kindness?"

"You need money?"

"kindness!"

"How much? I... I don't mean anything else. The salary of my employees here is still very high. I still have some wealth. You can work for me? We are all a family. How can I say that I can't treat you badly."

Heng Buli felt that releasing Lian Wu was really a sinful thing, and he was always worried.

Lian Yanzi waved his hands and smiled indifferently: "No! My master will be angry. Besides, I need money and food to support my master for a good life. Life is so long, you can't afford it. I'll do my best!"

There are only rebellious humans, but no rebellious witches.

However, this support relationship is wrong, right?

Is it the other way around?

Seeing his refusal, Heng Buli sighed slightly, and asked again cautiously: "You...what kind of person is your master?"

When he asked such a question, Lian Yanzi's expression suddenly showed a very sweet look, and he began to recall there.

What kind of person is the pigeon?Well, he always likes to be in a daze.

As he walked, he would just stop there in a daze, looking at something, he could stare at it for a long time.

He didn't respond to anyone who told him to, and didn't respond to others, as if he was stupid.

Of course, even if he is stupid, he is still cute and cute, and there is nothing wrong with him.

Follow his gaze, and if you observe carefully, you can always find that the pigeons are watching the grass carp jumping algae in the Qianqian River, the spiders laying webs in the corner of the house, the raindrops on the empty steps, the young birds feeding back, and the old man under the stage. catching lice...

He is so focused and gentle, with all his advantages.

Lian Yanzi said proudly to Heng Buli: "My master is a person who loves life very much."

Hang Buli rested his chin, and asked with a smile: "Oh? Tell me in detail."

Tell me in detail?

Even Yanzi held her chin, sitting there and thinking seriously, how to describe a person?

First of all.

"My master, he looks good!"

Heng Buli looked at Lian Yanzi's face and nodded helplessly.

"Oh, nice, what else?"

"Well, it's the most beautiful in the world."

"Oh."

"He made shoes for me, made clothes, sewed them with hand needles, I'll show you my shoes..."

"No, no, no, I know this."

However, do these have anything to do with the ore prospecting books in front of you?

Heng Buli pushed the text in front of him with his hands, and tapped the text again.

Lian Yanzi finally understood what he wanted to ask, but said: "Brother A, these are not important, let me tell you about my master, do you know? He can cook and cook, and he is very kind to me. study……"

Heng Buli's face slowly darkened.

Even Yanzi didn't care what he thought, he took out a cloth bag from his pocket, and poured a few pieces of dried meat from it into the small plate in front of him.

Maybe it was too much, so he took out two pieces from the small amount of jerky and put them back into the cloth bag.

The corners of Heng Buli's eyes twitched, trying to endure!

Why is this kid so petty?

"Try it, my master made it himself, it tastes really good."

Hang Buli endured ten thousand times the irritability, picked up the beef jerky and threw it into his mouth to chew.

Lian Yanzi looked at him with bright eyes, as if waiting for a compliment.

What are you boasting about?

This is very common jerky.

Hengbuli Yiwanchun's back kitchen has the best cook in Kyushu.

In the end, it was because this person was the only benefactor in the world who had shown kindness to him and had good deeds back then, Hengbuli praised him against his will: "It's... delicious."

Right, it is the most delicious in the world!

Lian Yanzi nodded in satisfaction, and carefully put the cloth pocket into the schoolbag and said, "It's delicious, so I can only give it to brother A! I can't even eat enough for myself."

He treasured his pockets.

What should Heng Buli do if he really wanted to hit him?

Hang Buli interrupted this person's dreamlike sweet imagination, he patted these handwritten texts and said: "My brother, how do we deal with these things?"

Let's be honest.

After finishing speaking, get out of here quickly.

Lian Yanzi changed his face when he saw Heng Buli, so he had to sit up straight, and it was a pity to stop his sweet memories.

He said: "My brother, this is a ruby ​​vein with very rich reserves. I have written all the information about its reserves and primary trenching here. Here is the risk contract and my owner's mineral exploration company. I want to entrust you to help me find a buyer and sell these primary exploration materials!"

Hang Buli looked at the things in his hand, nodded, that's it!

"You see, we have already stated in the contract that the mining company does not need to give me a penny at the beginning, and then pay as required after they mine the ruby! Here, the brokerage fee is also calculated for you, take a look Is this number appropriate? If not, you can ask a lawyer to draft a new copy..."

Heng Buli finally figured out why Lian Yanzi came.

In business talk business, judging from the current things, this deal is still promising. If you operate it, it is stable and not afraid of losses.

You know, in the three-party risk contract, he is the safest one.

If there is a mine, he will earn, and if there is no mine, he will not lose.

Ruby is very valuable, because Kyushu people are a race that loves mystery and loves red.

The habit of a nobleman wearing jade has existed since ancient times.

Among all the wearable jade species, Kyushu Red is the most valuable and rare jade species.

In modern times, due to the no-class regulations on jade, the price of red jade has been rising in recent years. Among them, the biggest reason for the appreciation is that the red jade veins are about to die out.

After all, it has been dug for thousands of years, and there is still some slag now. It is because the ancestors stipulated the class of the jade that it was able to preserve some roots.

The branch of red jade is very wide, but there are not many pure reds, most of them are red miscellaneous and red crystal jade.

Among them, the reddest and purest rubies are mostly produced in Zhishan County of Weiguo and Jishan County of Qiguo. The ruby ​​produced in these two places is also called Liangshanhong.

Hang Buli picked up the materials again, flipped through them again, and after reading them, he put them aside without cherishing them.

Although ruby ​​is expensive, it depends on who treats it.

Don't watch on TV or in movies, those rich and noble people give their lover ruby ​​to set off their feelings.

In fact, everyone in this world likes ruby, but Duwu doesn't.

And their problem, chasing its origin, is because they are used to it!

That's right, I'm used to it!

Thousands of years ago, when the witch tribe served the race, those people liked to enshrine the things they considered precious on the altar.

Therefore, it is rare to recruit people with red jade, but witches are not rare anyway.

Even if he didn't even have a piece of swallow, and his family didn't have a few pieces of Kyushu red jade, but the environment he grew up in looked at red jade like this.

In this way, these two most unprofessional witches, both of them looked like insiders, started to buy and sell rubies.

They said a lot of business words that the other party didn't understand.

Finally, Hang Buli held up the teacup and said, "That's all right, Brother A, it's getting late today, I'll arrange a place for Brother A, and we'll invite professionals to take a look at it tomorrow. It's really doable, let's..."

Before he finished speaking, Lian Yanzi waved his hand and said, "No, no, I don't want to trouble you. This is the address where I am studying now. If it is finished, Brother A can send the documents to the school. I'm very busy, I have to take the qualification certificate test, and I have to do various trainings. I'm on leave, so I can't miss a day. Since I believe in you, you can just figure it out."

It's always good to read more books.

Hang Buli nodded with a smile, he stood up, first hugged Lian Yanzi, then sent Lian Yanzi to the gate of Yiwanchun, and arranged a car for him to the airship station.

Before Lian Yanzi got into the car, he suddenly remembered something, so he smiled and said to Lian Yanzi: "Brother, I remembered something, just take it as a joke."

Lian Yanzi leaned on the car door to look at him.

"Last month, the Enlightenment Party competed for the seat of councilors in the second-tier counties under the jurisdiction of Zhongzhou, and suffered a landslide again! Your uncle...he got the lowest number of votes since the founding of the People's Republic of China, which seems to be less than [-] votes..."

This is probably the entire population of Lian Yanzi and his family, including all five relatives.

Lian Yanzi was stunned for a moment, and it took him a long time to think of the family he had, about those people, those things... He didn't think about them for a full month or two.

He smiled, and sat back in the car without any worries, and said to Heng Buli through the car window: "Thank you, Brother A, then...I'll be leaving. I'd better ask Brother A to keep things about me secret."

Heng Buli patted the roof of the car, bent down and said to him: "I know, let's go, it's always good to study hard."

"Hey! Goodbye then!"

"Goodbye! May... Mother Earth bless you in peace and prosperity."

"Yes, she will kiss the most devout believer, a noble witch like you, who is her favorite child."

They touch foreheads.

separate!

Heng didn't even see the car go away.

When he returned to Kaicheng Xiaoge, he found that there was an extra person beside the seat. This person was in his early thirties, with serious and handsome features. He was wearing a marine blue and white navy uniform with three golden lines on his shoulders. admiral.

Sitting cross-legged, he was quickly flipping through A Jiadi's handwritten texts.

Heng Buli went up to grab these things.

But this one raised his hand aside, pleading with a playful smile: "Don't! Baby, baby! Show me first..."

who is your baby?

Heng Buli sat down a little annoyed, struggling and helplessly looking at the person in front of him.

Witches need to be supported. Unlike Lian Wu, who is unique, Heng Wu can accept about ten supporters.

The person in front of him, surnamed Zhao and named Xiyan, is Heng Buli's patron and patron.

Nowadays, the relationship between witches and nobles is delicate, and Heng Buli has nothing to ask for. Since he became a witch, he has been forced to arrange a supporter. After that, these people did not give him a penny of support money, and he also refused to give these people a gas test.

All in all, their relationship is mediocre, and they may not have contact once and for all throughout the year.

He grabbed it without hesitation.

Zhao Xiyan just refused to give it.

"You people are so boring! What did your uncle say in the national publication? The first moth that should be expelled in the great era is the witch! What? Major General, are you turning into a fly to attack the maggot?"

Heng Buli's tone was full of sarcasm.

Zhao Xiyan rubbed his nose and smiled slyly. He didn't answer Heng Buli's question because he thought so.

Like a politician, he waved the text in his hand and asked, "Who is that?"

Heng Buli squinted at him: "You saw him."

Zhao Xiyan nodded: "En! I see, don't use your beautiful eyes to mess with my heartstrings, baby, I didn't mean to peep! Really! I was looking for that old guy Shang Yi, but he cut it off last month. My military expenses, who knew he left early."

Having said that, Zhao Xiyan shrugged his shoulders, and then said with a happy face: "Hey, it's really destined for me to make a fortune."

Having said that, he pulled out the following contract, opened the last page, picked up a pen and was about to sign his name.

Hang Buli put one hand in front of him and said with a smile, "You think beautiful!"

Zhao Xiyan embraced the texts with his whole body and begged: "Baby, please let me be beautiful, for the sake of the country's righteousness, I am poor!!"

Under the stage in Laosanxiang, Jiang Gezi was surrounded by a group of old men, who were complaining to him.

"Master Ganzi, you are always trying to find a way, old neighbor! Poor!!"

Jiang Gezi leaned against the wall and smiled helplessly.

poverty?

Now that I know it's difficult, I shouldn't have taken care of it long ago.

He looked at the few in front of him, the old man's nonsense team headed by the old shopkeeper of the Duan family...

I'm speechless, you guys are really indomitable, you've been out in the sun for four or five days.

You are leaning against the wall to catch lice and tickle them. Isn’t it good for your parents to be short-sighted?

However, they just don't give up their extravagance!

Life and death also have to open the running water mat in Laosanxiang. According to the average share of 2000 yuan per person, Cheng Ding can afford more than [-] people, about [-] yuan for the running water mat.

Three hundred dollars is not a small amount, no matter how big or small the population of each family is, some people feel that they are at a disadvantage.

These old men are not Uncle Huang after all, they have little prestige, and they have a bad temper. If they say something wrong, they take off their shoes and hit them immediately.

There are those who respect the elderly, and naturally there are those who don't care.

I have been busy for so long, and now I have not received even one-tenth of the money for the running water mat.

Jiang Gezi thinks that if you have no money, you should stop eating.

But the old people feel that eighteen generations of their ancestors have lived and died in these alleys, and they feel sad without this meal.

In the final analysis, it is always reluctance.

In this old neighborhood, there will never be a shortage of busy old men and old ladies.

They have their own thought track and their own reasons.

You can't say it's wrong for the elderly to do so.

They could only stand by and watch, waiting for their enthusiasm to slowly dissipate.

Jiang Gezi fiddled with the camera in his hand, but did not express his opinion. When the old people complained, he nodded sympathetically, and tried his best to fulfill his duty as a spiritual trash can.

These old people don't ask him for money, and even if they eat a meal, he should be there for free.

The old man is just looking for some understanding.

The cicadas on the locust tree chirped.

Deng Changnong came over without a sound, carrying a large teapot, and filled the water cups of the old men.

After serving, he quietly walked away again.

Old Grandpa Duan looked at the child's back, and said consolingly: "This child has been very tall recently, and he knows how to respect the elderly. When he sees me, he will stop at a distance and say hello first. I went there before he left... Hey! If his master is still here, I don't know how happy he will be!"

An old man next to him was probably deaf, and he suddenly raised his voice and said, "Ah? I'm happy...you're so happy! It's been a few days since I sold an old face, and I can't even collect three hundred dollars." , you have something wrong! You are still happy! I am so confused!!"

Grandpa Duan retorted angrily: "You know what a fart!!"

The old man understood this sentence, so he scolded himself!

He immediately jumped up, pointed at Grandpa Duan and started cursing: "Hey! I call you a gourd! I'm a generation older than you! I'm your uncle! How dare you scold me..."

The old man Duan rolled his eyes and said loudly: "Fucking uncle! Whose uncle are you, go back to your Niujiaotou, don't pretend to be a senior with me here... I am Niujiaowei! What are you? I live Grandpa Ganzi’s house is opposite! He has to call me Grandpa when he sees me!!”

"What you are talking about is nonsense, come on, Mr. Ganzi, let me tell you, don't listen to this old bastard, your father Jiang Batou is two generations older than him, he is your eldest nephew!! You have been cheated , Hey! You old bastard, I wanted to expose you a long time ago!"

Grandpa Duan was annoyed, he stood up and wanted to beat him with his hands, the old men didn't like it, so they all stood up one after another, fighting and persuading.

Jiang Gezi didn't care about them, just leaned against the wall and lamented helplessly, it had been a few days, and he had to come to several games every day, and he was also drunk.

While they were making a fuss, an old man suddenly shouted: "Hey! Hey! Stop it, outsiders are here, yo! It's a nobleman, don't let others see the joke, hurry up, hurry up..."

Changhui County's foreign surname Wang has not been gone for many years, young people don't care, but these old people's fear of nobles is deeply rooted.

Seeing this, a group of people came out from the temporary simple office building of the construction company.

Jiang Gezi, who was at the head, knew each other.

The representative of the Yu family, the lady surnamed Mo.

The old men swept the little dust on their bodies, and stood against the wall one by one.

Although there is no law that stipulates that they are like this, the old people are still afraid when they see these people.

Jiang Gezi was sitting, and the sleeping leader Xue was lying down and snoring.

When the group of people arrived, Jiang Gezi took a closer look, but found a more familiar person.

The one surrounded by people in the middle is the fat man who flew in the sky that night.

Jiang Gezi saw Guan Qiu'an.

Guan Qiu'an also saw Jiang Gezi at this time.

The fat man suddenly felt uncomfortable. He grew up so big, and the biggest loss in his life was to suffer from this dead child.

During this time, although no one mentioned it.

But when he thought about it, he felt uncomfortable all over his body, as if he wanted to die.

He hates it so much, but he is exquisite, knowing that his master cares a little bit, so he can't trouble this person.

What?

When you can't see it!

Guan Qiu'an squinted at first with disdain, then quickly turned his head to one side, speeding up his patrol as if he hadn't seen it, and went away with a rush...

The old men watched those people go away in awe and envy.

When the figure was no longer in sight, Grandpa Duan said: "Look, the momentum of a noble person, I haven't seen a noble person for many years..."

Before he finished speaking, the old feud with him was still deaf, he couldn't hear what he should hear, but he understood what he shouldn't hear.

The old man immediately turned around with a sarcasm and taunted him: "It seems that you are so capable. You are a supervisor, and you are a nobleman? You can! How many noblemen have you met? Don't talk about you, how many did your ancestors meet? "

Grandpa Duan took a deep breath and cursed: "I can't! I'm such an idiot, what have I seen, okay! I haven't seen it, it's better than you as an outsider, come on, you know! Just You can! Succeed! If you can shoot me [-] shots here, I will admit you!"

"Six hundred guan! Bah! You think beautifully, I'm stupid, I'll shoot you six hundred guan! Come on! You can shoot [-] guan... If you shoot it, I will recognize you as a grandpa, and I will give you two knocks." I call you Meimei!!”

"Grandpa is crazy! Grandpa will take a hundred shots for you?"

"Who are you to be a grandfather for?"

"I'll give it to you!!!"

"Hit you old bastard and tell you nonsense!"

In this way, the Huofan team was disbanded, and the [-]st battle was born again.

The two bad-tempered old men started fighting again.

Jiang Gezi watched helplessly. In this inexplicable war, two people fought in groups. Then, at sunset, a boy shouted at the entrance of the alley: "Hey, sir! It's time for dinner. I've got you some wine and a roast." Tofu, lord!! Stop playing...go home!"

I don't know who took the lead, they fought inexplicably, and then dispersed inexplicably.

Jiang Gezi let out a long breath.

Leader Xue, who had been snoring all this time, slowly sat up.

Jiang Gezi chuckled, "Aren't you asleep?"

Leader Xue stretched his waist: "I'm blind, but not deaf. Look at what you said, these old rascals are so loud..."

Jiang Gezi stretched out his hand to help him, and said with a smile, "Hey, I don't know when it will be the first time. If there is no fight this day, I don't think they will eat well."

Team leader Xue nodded understandingly: "Hey, I understand... It's been a few lifetimes, and I'll be gone without eating a meal. This, still, really can't be justified! Early on, I mean, civil strife... I was busy with civil strife at the time. When I was running for my life, I ate a meal in the street, let alone now... tomorrow, you go to my place, the money is not much, I will pay!"

Jiang Gezi quickly refused, even if he was to come out, he couldn't let an old man who relied on singing and singing come out.

However, all his money was given to Lian Yanzi, and he had no money.

Just as I was worrying, a person suddenly walked slowly across the street.

When Jiang Gezi saw this person, he immediately smiled and said hello: "Hey, beauty... look here, look here."

After working all day, Ms. Mo, who had finally seen off the distinguished guests, was struggling on the muddy ground in Laosan Alley wearing her high heels.

Jiang Gezi called her several times.

In Ms. Mo's previous life, the number of times she was called a beauty was almost zero.

That's right, she is not good-looking and has a bad temper. No one makes a contract with her, and she works in the public relations department. Therefore, she has a majestic nickname, Hei Qianpo.

Beauty?

Ms. Mo pointed to herself.

Jiang Gezi nodded like pounding garlic.

Ms. Mo walked over with a puzzled look on her face, saluted and said hello very politely.

"Grandpa, hello!"

Jiang Gezi waved at her with a smile like a flowering steamed bun: "Ms. Mo, may I treat you to a drink?"

Ms. Mo adjusted her glasses inexplicably.

She does construction.

Those who do construction projects deal with people, no matter where they go, they will encounter three or two sitting tigers.

She thought it was reasonable.

She was also unlucky, but she was the slowest to walk, and she forgot her bag in the office.

Jiang Gezi smiled sweetly. He really meant Cao Cao, so here comes Cao Cao.

Then find an excuse and get some social welfare sponsorship.

He is poor!