(I’ve been outside these two days, thank you for your unstable update of your mobile phone code!)

The weather was getting colder, and after the deposit, I changed my clothes, stopped a carriage on the road, and headed to Shuangjingxuan.

The middle-aged man was driving the car and talked a lot. This was also a common problem in pulling carts in the capital. They knew astronomy, geography, yin and yang, and the grand policies of the court and the secret history of the palace. It was really aggrieved for them to be the coachman.

I said, how much money can you make in a month with such hard work? The groom said that this thing doesn’t make much, only eight or nine hundred cents. After deducting horse materials and vehicle repairs, only five hundred cents are left.

So what's the effort to do in this job? Can you support yourself?

The groom said that I had never studied, I knew martial arts, and I didn’t know anything else, so I could support myself. I would starve to death by supporting myself. We have ten houses in our family. A few years ago, a demolition was issued, and pulling a cart was just a fun ticket.

I said no wonder they are all from Beijing. The locals can’t see the spirit of working hard at all. On the contrary, those who work hard are all outsiders like us.

When I arrived at Shuangjingxuan, I got off after I got off after twenty people. As soon as I got off the bus, I heard someone calling me, Brother Sanguan!

I saw a man in white riding a horse and wandering around the door. It turned out to be Brother Qian Duoduo! I said it was so cold, why are you swaying at the door? Qian Duoduo stroked the horse with his hands and said that this was looking for a place to put the horse on.

I saw that the horse he rode was red all over, and I praised it as the legendary sweat-blooded BMW. Qian Duoduo laughed and said, "Brothers know the goods." People like him have always liked to show off. I guess if no one saw his horse at the door, he wouldn't get off the car."

Good horse, good horse! Oh, Senior Brother Qian, why is your crotch red? Qian Duoduo looked down and said embarrassedly, "It's a sweaty and bloody BMW, the sweat is red and dyed."

There were a few children playing with snow and broke the windows of the house. The lady upstairs cursed and poured water down a basin of water. The child avoided it and poured it on the horse. He saw red pieces on the ground. The red horse turned into a red zebra. It was not a sweat-blooded BMW, it was clearly a slap horse. I said, Brother Qian, what should I do? Let's go in first, or should you take your horse to dye your hair again?

Qian Duoduo said you would like to ask for leave from Senior Brother Qi Nian, and I will go back and clean up before coming. After that, I led the horse away and scolded a hair dye shop for being unkind and using counterfeit and shoddy products.

After entering Shuangjingxuan, more than a dozen people had arrived. Most of these people were senior brothers and sisters who came to Beijing in the early years, and there were five or six of them of the same level. The topics of conversation between seniors were recent interesting news in the capital, and the personnel changes in the court, and the female senior sisters and sisters were talking about new clothes and rouge powder.

Even so, the senior sisters are still quite smelly about gunpowder when chatting. Oh, my sister's Chanel bag is quite trendy, I haven't seen it this year's press conference. This is a retro version, and it's normal for you to not see it. Oh, my sister is ignorant, but I seemed to have seen one when I visited Taobao two days ago. Even if it is a high-quality imitation version, it costs more than 800 essays. Oh, my sister, sorry, I don't have a Taobao account, and I never visited Taobao! But I think your windbreaker seems to be sold at a discount at Vipshop. Ah? Vipshop is a Maodong?

As he spoke, another man and a woman came, who were senior brothers and sisters from the previous class. At that time, the Shenma Heroes of Senior Meng and Feng were in Taishan. The relationship was quite good. The two of them came in hand in hand in ordinary cotton robes. Senior Brother Qi Nian came up to greet him and said that you are late and should be punished for wine.

A fellow disciple asked the two of them where they were now? Qi Nian said that Junior Brother Meng and Junior Brother Feng are starting their own business now, earning hundreds of taels of silver a year. During this dinner, Junior Brother Meng insisted on paying for it himself, but I refused. Senior Brother Meng giggled and sent everyone a business card. I finally came to see that the God of Horses and the Donkey Meat was burning, and four of them were delivered to the door within the Third Ring Road of the Capital!

Someone laughed secretly after seeing it, and Wang Qinian said unhappily, "What's so funny?" Even the Grand Secretary of the Cabinet of the current dynasty had to find Junior Brother Meng to order takeout. We quickly put away our contempt."
Chapter completed!