Chapter 13: Yun Xiangyi

　　 "Why is it not suitable! This is discrimination! Discrimination, nakedness! Naked! Naked! Discrimination!"
　　 The riot interrupted Zheng Qing's thoughts.
　　 He turned his head and saw that the fat man who had just squeezed into the shop was waving his stubby arms, shouting hoarse: "I want to complain! I want to complain to the Four Seasons Square Management Committee! I want to sue the Public Security Bureau!"
　　 "But the biggest mica in the store can't measure your body completely." The old woman sprayed out a series of huge italics words helplessly: "I'm really sorry, guest."
　　 Zheng Qing looked at the three-layered chin in front of him, his head was as smooth as an ostrich egg, and his body was like a fat man on a hill. He couldn't help but laugh out loud.
　　 Two sword-like gazes pierced fiercely: "What are you laughing at!"
　　 Zheng Qing blushed, a little at a loss.
　　 "Just now they said you were a public student?" The fat man moved to Zheng Qing with a big belly, and looked down at him condescendingly.
　　 is at least two meters high, Zheng Qing estimated from the bottom of his heart. The clouds in the shop floated over in twos and threes.
　　"A public-funded student from the first university?" The fat man asked.
　　 Zheng Qing nodded and took a sip of the green bee.
　　 This drink matches its name very well. The color is blue and jade, the entrance is cold, there is a burning pain like a bee sting, it slips into the stomach but it is warm, very comfortable.
　　 It tastes like very mild wine.
　　 "A public student can look down on people! Can they laugh at others?!" The fat man's yelling rang loudly.
　　 Zheng Qing took a step back carefully, he felt that his ears were going to be deafened.
　　 "Anyone at public expense has the privilege to eat in the store?" The fat man tried to open his small eyes and glared at Zheng Qing.
　　 Zheng Qing held a green bee in his mouth. Hearing these words, he didn't know whether to swallow or spit it out.
　　 The burning pain of the bee's sting fermented in his mouth, making his eye sockets red.
"Pull out your book and let the spell wash away my shame!" The fat man pulled away, chanting like singing, and drew out a native yellow thick swollen soft leather book from the greasy furry, and slapped it in his hand. Shook. Weird groans and flashing light faintly came from the pages of the book, revealing a hint of danger.
　　 "What is Fashu!" Zheng Qing hurriedly swallowed the green bee, and exclaimed, "What is Fashu for?"
　　 The fat man’s three-layered chin was shaking for a long time, the small eyes on the fat face were almost squeezed into a slit, and there was a "hoho" in his throat, without saying a word for a long time.
　　 Zheng Qing held the green bee with a blank face.
　　 The soft paper was eventually tucked back into the coat.
　　 Zheng Qing took a deep breath and drank the remaining half of the green bee.
　　 The intense stimulus made him wink hard.
"I will come again later, and hope that there will be suitable Yunyi, otherwise, I will definitely complain to the school and Four Seasons Square!" The fat man turned around and expressed his dissatisfaction with the mica on one side angrily .
　　 A few dark clouds invited him out politely.
"These little guys are getting less and less polite now." A white cloud floated in front of Zheng Qing, piled up mica's frowning face, exhaled a ring of air, and sprayed out a string of words: "It's not like it! It's getting worse and worse. ! The upbringing is not good, the figure is not good...boy, this is your school gown."
　　 A large handbag was handed to Zheng Qing. Zheng Qing opened it and counted it. Inside were his two courtyard robes, a cloak, and seven pairs of deerskin gloves.
　　 "Thank you for your drink. I'm sorry to trouble you." He returned the cup, took the pocket, and smiled brightly at the mica.
　　 "Welcome to come again next time." Mica smiled and sent him out of the shop.
　　 On the street, Thomas was greeting him with two cyan drinks.
"I just drank this in the store." Zheng Qing knotted the cup, took a sip of the light green liquid again, savoring the thrill of the green bee, and couldn't help asking: "How do I feel? Yun Xiang "Is there some special discounts for public-funded students?"
"It's not a feeling, it's a fact." Thomas flipped through the pockets that Zheng Qing had brought out, and took a sip of the green bee, smacked his lips, and said: "A public-funded student means that your potential is very large. When the school is old, you are willing to train you for free The merchants of Four Seasons Square also like to add some flowers to the cake, and give you some free and cost-effective treatment...This is your toolbox."
　　 said, he handed Zheng Qing a yellow wooden box two feet long and one foot high.
　　 "Thank you." Zheng Qing nodded, took the box, and continued to ask: "I just wanted to ask, why are those school gowns made of strange materials?"
"The school gown made of cold silk can help you keep a clear mind in normal times. A clear mind is the most important thing when doing experiments. As for gloves, they mainly isolate some of the toxic and harmful substances in the experiment. Your deerskin gloves are enough for college. I used it. Of course, the evil dragon skin is better, and it can be insulated. Some high-level experiments can be used, but it is more expensive. If you encounter this kind of experiment, you can apply for the school's public gloves."
　　 "What is an evil dragon?" Zheng Qing asked, opening the box, looking over it.
　　 "It's the dragons of the West, the Zhuo Gen clan, like lizards but with wings...it distinguishes the dragons from the East. You should understand this."
"Why are there such things as electronic scales? I mean, UU reading www.uukanshu.com do we still have to learn how to repair machinery?" The squatting Zheng Qing raised his head and raised a screwdriver-like thing, puzzled Look at Thomas.
　　 "Technology is also a kind of ability. Many wizards are great scientists." Thomas answered very concisely.
　　 "After that, I won't worry about going out and not finding a job." Zheng Qing finally felt a little more at ease in her heart, put away the box, and said with some excitement: "I always find it difficult for wizards to find suitable jobs."
　　 "What is a wizard?" Thomas asked rhetorically.
　　 This is really a big problem.
"You said before that those monks, priests, superpowers, even vampires, and werewolves are considered wizards." Zheng Qing frowned, pondered carefully, and slowly replied: "Like astronomers, geographers, chemists Homes and mathematicians are all considered scientists."
　　 "If a scientist is a person who discovers problems, and then uses logic and knowledge to solve them. Then a wizard should be a person who discovers problems and then uses extraordinary abilities to solve them."
　　 "The vision is narrow, but the analogy is more appropriate." Thomas nodded approvingly: "As you said, since wizards can solve the problem, would you worry about not finding a suitable job?"
　　 Zheng Qing was speechless.
　　Four Season Square shops are all set up around huge stone pillars. The shops under each pillar are operating similar businesses.
　　 There are two clothing stores next to Yun Xiangyi.
　　 One family is called Lv Xifang, and one family is called Fu Di Chu.
　　 Below another stone pillar not far from this pillar is a stationery shop. The plaque at the entrance of the shop reads four large characters—Ben Mo Sheng Han.
　　 There is a bookstore on the left and right of the stationery shop.
　　 The one on the left is called Sanwei Shuwu.
　　 On the right is Miyu Bookstore.