From then on, Su Qing never went to Jinlou again.

The days seemed to be peaceful again.

Until winter came.

Unlike in the north, the weather this year is a little cooler. There are strong winds and heavy rains at times, and there is not even a shadow of frost or snow. However, the weather is finally not as hot as before and is cooler.

I don’t know when a noodle shop opened on the street outside Pedri’s residence. The shop is not big or small, but it is clean. It’s like mushrooms after a rain. I didn’t see much movement. But the next day, someone noticed that a noodle shop had popped up.

Noodle shop.

"Tian's Restaurant!"

What they sell is northern pasta. Southerners are not used to eating it. If they touch spicy food, they will sweat all over their backs and their faces will turn red. Most of them are eaten by northerners. The business has gradually become lively from a deserted place. Not to mention making a lot of money, but

My livelihood is gradually becoming more stable.

These three clumsy men have been singing opera for so many years. Except for the hardships they suffered when they were studying opera, they have never done such things as serving others. If Master Guan were here, he would definitely beat them up without saying a word.

He wasted what he taught.

But we can't let women show up in public to support them, so the three characters were led by Su Qing and greeted outside the noodle shop, especially Cheng Dieyi, whose singing temperament had to be tempered, and there were several quarrels at first.

The green belt had a lot of money, but he refused to touch any of it, so he was forced to suffer in this noodle shop. He clamored to sing an opera, saying that he was wasting what he had learned.

Then let Su Qing take care of herself.

What he is afraid of is that some people will stick to the rules and hang themselves on a tree. When troubled times come, they will starve to death if they can no longer sing. People have to learn to be flexible, and only when they are polished can they feel relieved.

On the stage and off the stage are two different things. Su Qing had to clean everything they brought off the stage. Even his clothes were changed into cloth shirts and short coats. He was no different from the men on the street looking for a living. In fact, except

They are worse than the men pulling the carts.

In the past ten years, I studied drama. Now, I study how to survive in this world.

Otherwise, no matter how much money he keeps, it will be in vain, so why would he bother to take them out?

There were a lot of jokes at the beginning, but everything has to go through a process. As time goes by, you will gradually get used to it. What is the price of firewood, rice, oil and salt? What is the price of fruits, vegetables, fish and meat? This one is cheap and that one is expensive.

Learn the skills of life little by little.

After winter, it was 1935. If I remember correctly, Guangzhou would be gone in two or three years. He had to arrange everything before he left.

But that day, someone came to the noodle shop in a hurry, a woman.

"Mr. Su!"

The woman in the golden building.

Su Qing was busy greeting her. Seeing her coming, she wiped her sweat and said with a smile, "Would you like some noodles?"

I don’t even know his name, but I remember his appearance clearly.

The woman is slim and tall, wearing an aqua cheongsam with black and red brocade, a bun, and her black hair on her forehead is like waves. She is full of charm, charming, and has light makeup.

She seemed to have come at a trot, with a trickle of sweat on the tip of her nose.

"What's wrong with you?"

Su Qing was a little surprised.

The woman lowered her voice. "I heard from Uncle Deng and others yesterday that many masters from the Xingyi Sect came from the north. They said they came for you to regain the reputation of the Xingyi Sect. Ma San collected the body of Wang Wu for Wang Wu.

After being buried, I gained some affection!"

Su Qing shook the rag in his hand and said with a smile: "Master? How tall are you?"

Seeing his playful smile, she stamped her feet womanly and said angrily: "I'm talking to you about business. I remember that Uncle Deng and the others talked about it the most. There seemed to be someone named Iron Foot Buddha and Xue Dian, and there were a few others.

They are the Li family who came from Beijing before, from the Huaquan Sect, and the Yanzi Sect!"

"What's your name?"

Su Qing wiped the table and put away the dishes.

"Why aren't you in a hurry? My...my name is Xiaoqing!"

Seeing that he was still calm and gentle, the woman's tone became urgent. But in the middle of her words, she seemed to realize what Su Qing had said, and then she blushed and revealed her real name.

Su Qing was stunned when she heard this.

"What a coincidence, my name is also Xiaoqing!"

The woman was also stunned. When she met Su Qing's eyes, her words always stuttered. "Ah? You, your name is Xiaoqing too? Then we are really destined!"

Once she finished speaking, she realized what she had said.

"You must be careful, I'm going back first!"

He hurriedly avoided Su Qing's sight, turned around and left. He came in a hurry and left in a panic.

The smile on Su Qing's face gradually disappeared.

While he was dazed, there were two more heads on his shoulders, one on the left and one on the right.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, this girl's ass is really big, she will definitely be able to give birth. I didn't expect that Senior Brother, you usually look honest, but you ended up hooking up with someone else quietly. What did you say secretly just now? It's okay to say it out loud.

Let’s listen!”

Another chattered.

"Girls from the south are good-looking, fair and beautiful, with a good figure, waist and fat hips, and they can definitely run a household!"

The former is Cheng Dieyi and the latter is Duan Xiaolou.

The two of them were amazed, squeezing Su Qing from left to right, their tone of voice was strange, there was something in their words, and they winked and smiled strangely while talking.

As soon as Duan Xiaolou finished speaking, he was suddenly startled and saw Juxian leaning on the door frame with his hands on his hips and sneering at him. He probably heard what he said.

"You three have really given me some experience. Hey, what's the point of staring at a big girl's butt in broad daylight?"

The noodle shop immediately burst into laughter.

"Duanmian, two bowls of fried noodles!"

Duan Xiaolou shrank his neck, shouted loudly, took off the rag from his shoulders, and went back to work as if to run away.

Cheng Dieyi leaned back and forth happily, and turned to look at Juxian. "Juxian, should you and Senior Brother set a date?"

Su Qing suppressed her thoughts, changed the topic, nodded, and said: "Yes, it's time to decide. People who follow you here must give them a name!"

Although Juxian was fierce and fierce, when he heard this, he just smiled and spat, turned around, opened the curtain and went in again.

After everyone dispersed, a faint light flashed in Su Qing's lowered eyes.

"Iron-footed Buddha?"

This man has a great reputation. Shang Yunxiang is Li Cunyi's top disciple. There is also Xue Dian. As for the Hua Quan Sect, he doesn't even worry about joining the Yanzi Sect.

Although he had been prepared for it, he only thought that the one who would come forward would be the Gong family lady, but he still did not expect that there would be so many people from the Xingyi Sect. In terms of seniority, they might not be able to compare with Gong Baosen, but their martial arts were well-known in the north and south.

When they were young, they were all invincible, domineering and undefeated men, and their status in the world was not trivial.

Are you trying to take charge now or looking for trouble?

Su Qing is also a little unsure. The older generation sticks to the rules. He is not worried that these people will seek provocation and revenge. After all, the "life and death status" is standing there. They have been fighting for a lifetime and are unwilling to lose their security at the end of the day. Besides,

No matter how invincible it is, it is only a matter of youth. Boxing is afraid of young people, so it is not just talk.

I guess he is looking for the "Swallow Gate" to come forward and argue with him.

As I was thinking about things, it was getting late.

The diners in the store come and go, one after another.

It's getting dark soon.

Suddenly, a shadow outside the door was stretched by the street light and fell in.

Out of the warrior's vigilance, Su Qing only heard a vague presence outside the door, and he kept his body and looked sideways.

What he saw was a short old man wearing a gray robe and mandarin jacket.

The old man was indeed too short. He reached up to Su Qing's chest, with his hands behind his back and his waist bent. He was very old. Most of the mustache on his cheeks had turned white. His face seemed tense and unsmiling. I saw him looking for something to look at.

Looking at the noodle soup left by the guests on the table, my throat moved, and I seemed to be interested.

“Here comes a bowl of noodles!”

The words are concise and to the point, the voice is calm and full of energy.

But Su Qing's red phoenix eyes suddenly narrowed, and what he was looking at was the old man's feet. The robe was very long, almost reaching the floor, covering his feet, but when the old man sat down, his body collapsed and the hem of his clothes collapsed.

Well, what was exposed was actually a pair of bare feet without shoes and socks. They had thick joints and were covered with thick calluses. It took no telling how many miles of walking to create such a pair of feet.
Chapter completed!