Chapter 1337: Still not mature

Although the air in this place is not very good, the rancid smell is getting worse, but looking at the surrounding illusion, listening to the noise of the ear, deep inside is still a rare peace.
Perhaps for most post-80s and post-90s, the environment here is more like the hometown of memory childhood.
Next to the road, there is also a storytelling man dressed in a Confucian trousers. His age is not big, his body looks weaker. He may not eat enough rice all the year round, so that his face is yellow and he has two bamboo pieces in his hand. When it comes to the climax, the two pieces of bamboo are put together and touched. Pick up the kettle on the side and take a sip. This is not anxious to say it, it is also an appetite.
I heard that Mr. Book is now telling a story about a fox hunter falling in love with a hunter. From the perspective of singer songs, the story is old-fashioned, the core ideas are old, and two things are lacking. But even so, the people who heard the book applauded. Most of them are children or the elderly. Most of the young and middle-aged people are busy in life. Women also have to do housekeeping. They have little leisure to come to a stool and hear a few words from Mr. Shu.
It is precisely because of this that the copper coins that fall in the small bowl in front of Mr. Shuo are also very few.
Therefore, in any era, business needs to remember that it is to seize the main customer base. If it is placed outside, the children's money is still very good, but this place will not work, rouge gouache is not easy to sell, may be better for the cold clothes, or sell some sharp axe... Gao Ge suddenly wakes up and feels that he seems to be a little embarrassed, and Laozi’s special visit here is not to ponder the business...
At this time, behind the Gao Ge and others, there was a hoof.
The three people stopped subconsciously and turned to look behind them. The children who were still listening to the books quickly jumped up and went to join in the fun.
Mr. Shuo’s eyes are in his eyes, but he’s not shook his head, but it’s not surprising that children are like this. When they are interested in one thing, they will concentrate on it, but once they have a more interesting thing, they can quickly put them. Attention to the past, perhaps for such things, Mr. Shuo has become commonplace.
But the old people, who are still sitting in the chair, can’t move, but they can’t move more than half of them. Mr. Shuo did not continue to talk about it. He just cleared his throat and shouted:
I’m aware of what happened, and listened to the next decomposition. "There is a rough thing, high gas
Songs screamed and died.
Mr. Shuo simply packed up the guys, slanted a small wooden box, and followed the children to the outsiders.
The old people still didn't move, but they also stretched their necks and looked at them. The high songs were seen. In fact, they were not without curiosity, but the conditions were not allowed.
The contour songs came together, only to find that a caravan came to the village and glanced at them. There were seven or eight people, two carriages towing the goods, and the rest were several high horses.
The man in front is wearing a black velvet coat. He is a rough man. He has to be about forty years old. He has a beard with a face and a wide-backed knife at his waist. His body is burly and his waist is round.
Some of the children are far away. It seems that they are somewhat worried. If they are close to some, they will be hacked to death by the other party.
The other few people, although looking young, are all murderous, binocular stools, such as glaring King Kong, at first glance, they know that it is a sigh of relief from the rivers and lakes.
Several women have hurriedly pulled on their own children, fearing that they will collide with these people and lead to the murder.
In a short time, there were two young people who supported an old man. The old man looked like he was in his 60s, and his spirit was embarrassing.
The two people talked, but they could understand, and they said something like the direction of the current mountain stream. When the caravans who came here talked, they were a little bit of Jiangnan. They didn’t think about going to recognize the fellows. Anyway, these People don't know themselves.
From the dialogue, Gao Ge learned that the old man is the village head of the village, and the men who came here are indeed a caravan. They are resting here, hope to stay overnight, and promise to give money, the village chief wants I want to take the lead and promise that the villagers have no opinion. After all, the geographical position is not good. Every year, I am busy with my work. I can earn a lot of money. Now I have a chance to generate income. If they refuse, it is a disease. What's more, this caravan is also a big deal. The opening is a family of one or two silver. You must know that one or two silver is a farmer's busy year of money, and the purchasing power is amazing! When I heard this, the villagers’ eyes were red, and they all shouted at the house and shouted that they had a room at home.
Finally, the village chief decided to select several villagers and let them take the caravan.
"There is a problem." Seeing this, Gao Ge suddenly
Said Shen Sheng.
"What problem?" Rose Fairy asked subconsciously.
Zhou Wei, who was on the side, was also shocked by the response of Gao Ge, and his eyes immediately came over.
Gao Ge snorted and said: "They didn't have an ID card when they checked in! This is obviously illegal!"
Rose Fairy: "..."
Zhou Wei: "..."
Gao Gehaha laughed and said: "I just see you are a little nervous, help you adjust your mood, how much better?"
"I was not nervous at the moment, but now I am a little nervous." Rose Fairy said with a smile.
Gao Ge was happy, walked a few steps forward, wanted to jump into the carriage, and the body passed directly through the curtain and soon returned.
Zhou Wei went up and asked, "What are you looking at?"
"I want to see what their goods are." Gao Ge said.
"Then you saw it? Is it not unusual? These people are so wide-ranging, the goods are definitely not ordinary."
"What you said makes sense." Gao Ge nodded.
Zhou Yi’s heart was happy, and he quickly asked,
Is that right?

"How do I know?" Gao Ge rolled his eyes.
"What do you mean?"
"There are a few boxes inside, but I can't open the box, I reach out and pass it." Gao Ge said helplessly.
"..." Zhou Yan's face is resentful, and he feels that singing is a singer.
Rose Fairy is not surprised, nodded, if thought: "Because we are here, it is a visitor, so it is impossible for these people to find us. If we open the box, they will notice that this is not It may happen, so it is reasonable to open the box."
Gao Ge nodded and felt that the acceptance of Rose Fairy was still relatively strong.
Look at Zhou Wei, even if the rose fairy explained, this buddy still looks like a stunned look, and sighs in the heart of the song, feeling that he should not have a hint of fantasy about his IQ.
I am still immature...