Chapter 98: Lanyang Village with Simple Folk Customs

Green Water Bay has the largest city in Pro Province.

But Lan Yang Village doesn't look like a city.

Lan Yang Village is indeed not a city. The real city is in Green Water City. Lan Yang Village is at most a remote suburb.

Li Banfeng stood on the roadside and looked over. He felt that this place didn't look like a normal village. The houses were obviously denser than the village, and there was not much farmland.

If you want to say it is a town, Lan Yang Village is not much like Yaowanggouligou.

The houses are broken, dirty and casual than Ligou. Many houses are built with bricks and stones, which are quite solid. Many houses are pure wooden houses without even foundations. There are also many thatched huts...

Li Banfeng was observing the strange appearance of Lan Yang Village when he suddenly heard a roar in his ears.

Whoosh~bang! Whoosh~bang!

What's going on!

Li Banfeng shuddered and thought a train was coming.

Looking back, something was indeed coming, and it was also a big guy.

This thing is not a train, because there are no rails.

Its appearance is very similar to that of a train, with a cylindrical black front, eight or nine meters long, more than three meters high, and a diameter of more than two meters.

But below it, it is not the wheels of a train, but two huge rollers.

Li Banfeng recognized these two rollers, this is a road roller.

It is just the first time that Li Banfeng has seen this style, this is a steam-driven road roller.

The worker stood on the road roller and was adding coal to the boiler.

The boiler had just been heated up, and the pressure was not enough. The gas valve was wheezing, and the connecting rod could not be lifted.

There is actually a road roller near Lanyang Village?

This made Li Banfeng feel very novel.

Li Banfeng wanted to get closer to take a look, and a young man in his early twenties, wearing overalls, carrying a cane, and with a small mustache on his upper lip, came to Li Banfeng.

Judging from the way the mustache was dressed, he should be a decent person.

"Are you from another place?" The mustache took the initiative to greet him.

Li Banfeng nodded.

"Is this your first time in Lanyang Village?"

Li Banfeng did not deny it.

The little mustache smiled warmly: "Do you have money?"

Are the people in Lanyang Village so friendly?

Asking such a sincere question right at the beginning?

Is this the way of greeting in Lanyang Village?

Li Banfeng nodded: "Yes."

"How much?" The little mustache took out a dagger from his pocket and pointed it at Li Banfeng's stomach.

Are people here so straightforward?

This is on the street, there are pedestrians in front and a steamroller behind.

He just naturally put the knife against my stomach?

Is no one in charge?

There was a big sister in front. When she saw Li Banfeng being robbed on the street, she immediately picked up the child and went back to the house.

This big sister is obviously a soft-hearted person. She couldn't bear to see me, a foreigner, being bullied.

There was a big brother next to him, hugging his shoulders and looking at Li Banfeng with a smile.

This big brother is obviously a friendly person. He is using his smile to inspire me and give me courage and confidence.

Several workers on the road roller looked in the direction of Li Banfeng, and then continued to work as if nothing had happened.

These workers are people who love labor, love life, and focus on their careers.

The little mustache pressed the knife against Li Banfeng's stomach and shouted: "I ask how much money you have!"

This little mustache is a very dedicated person.

Li Banfeng said: "I have a lot of money, but I may not be able to give it to you."

The little mustache grinned: "You don't want to give it? Have you lived enough?"

Li Banfeng also smiled: "It's not that I can't give it, let me ask you first, do you have any cultivation?"

"I don't have any cultivation, so you won't give me money?" The little mustache glared and was about to stab Li Banfeng in the stomach with a knife.

Li Banfeng took a step back, dodged the knife, raised his foot, hit the crotch of the little mustache, and scolded: "You come out to rob without any cultivation?"

The little mustache felt something cracked, his face turned pale with pain, and pointed the knife at Li Banfeng and said: "Don't come over, I have cultivation!"

"Why didn't you say so earlier if you have cultivation? Why did you lie to me?" Li Banfeng kicked him again, and kicked him in the crotch.

The little mustache felt something broken, and trembled as he looked at Li Banfeng and said: "My cultivation is very high, I don't want to attack you."

"How high is it? Tell me first!" Li Banfeng kicked him again, and kicked him in the crotch.

The little mustache felt that thing was broken, and said in a trembling voice: "I will have a level soon."

It turned out that he hadn't reached a level yet.

"Where is the Dao Sect?" Li Banfeng kicked him again.

The little mustache didn't feel too painful this time.

He felt that thing was gone.

"I'm Geng Xiu..."

"Geng Xiu doesn't farm properly, but comes out to rob!" Li Banfeng kicked him again, and the little mustache rolled his eyes and knelt on the ground.

Li Banfeng took the little mustache's dagger away, and with a smile on his face, he looked at the big brother who was watching the fun next to him.

"Big brother, do you have money?" Li Banfeng greeted him enthusiastically.

The big brother didn't dare to answer, and ran away.

Why run? Isn't that how everyone in Lanyang Village greets?

Li Banfeng carried the little mustache into a deep alley. There was indeed no one around, so he sent the little mustache to Suishenju.

"My wife, it's time for dinner!"

The little mustache wailed and tried to escape.

Li Banfeng picked up his cane, broke the little mustache's leg, and handed him to the record player.

Steam was lingering, and the record player had eaten the soul and rubbed the long needle on the record.

Is this brushing teeth?

Li Banfeng asked, "Madam, how are the dishes today?"

Squeak~

Madam praised, "Fresh, sweet and refreshing, with endless aftertaste, but not enough to eat~"

Not enough to eat, is inevitable, Li Banfeng has gotten used to it.

While Tonglianhua was picking up the corpse, Li Banfeng looked at the remains of Xiao Huzi.

Although he was engaged in highway robbery, he was actually quite rich.

There were more than 800 cash in the wallet, and six dollars.

These six dollars were more than 3,000 yuan. With so much money, there was no need to rob. He could find a job or even do a small business.

Xiao Huzi's dagger was not very good, and Li Banfeng threw it away as garbage.

But his cane was quite good. Li Banfeng waved the cane and remembered something.

Every time he picked up a feather duster, he always felt like a civilized gentleman.

Now think about it carefully, maybe it should not be a feather duster, but this kind of cane.

That's right, it's a cane!

Li Banfeng thought of the guests at the Xianle Dance Hall, all of whom carried canes.

In Pro Province, people of status all have canes.

A cane plus a suit and a top hat is a complete gentleman's outfit.

After the body was disposed of and a red pill exploded, Li Banfeng took his cane, picked up the garbage, and left Suishenju.

He had to find a place to eat and take a look at the situation in Lanyang Village.

There were many restaurants in the crowded house. Li Banfeng found a noodle shop and saw that the mutton noodles were five yuan, which was a reasonable price, so he ordered a bowl.

After eating the noodles, he paid the bill. The shopkeeper asked for three hundred and thirty yuan.

Li Banfeng was stunned: "Isn't it five yuan?"

The noodle shop owner replied: "Five yuan for one noodle. We cooked sixty-six noodles for you, which means good luck. The total is three hundred and thirty yuan."

Li Banfeng looked at the shop owner and asked: "Do you sell noodles by the root?"

The shop owner nodded: "It's always been sold this way!"

Li Banfeng stared and said: "Always sold by the root?"

In the restaurant, other people who were eating looked at Li Banfeng, nodded at him, and said in unison: "This restaurant has been selling noodles by the root for decades. 's old signboard, it has never changed. "

Li Banfeng looked around and said to the shopkeeper: "You have a room full of people who are hired as shills, and I am the only one eating here?"

The shopkeeper frowned and said: "What do you mean by hired shills? The people who come to eat here are all old customers, and they are speaking fairly!"

Everyone shouted in unison: "We are speaking fairly!"

Li Banfeng stood up and said: "Selling noodles by the root, is this fair?"

The shopkeeper nodded: "Yes, it is sold by the root, this is fair!"

"Then we have to calculate the price carefully!" Li Banfeng swung his cane.

"Calculate it, calculate it!" The shopkeeper swung his rolling pin.

"Let's calculate it together!" The other diners picked up their weapons, swarmed up, and surrounded Li Banfeng.

...

After fighting for more than ten minutes, the noodle shop was covered with blood.

Several tables were broken, and cups, bowls, plates and dishes were all over the floor.

The shopkeeper's head was bleeding, and the other diners were also injured.

Li Banfeng's walking stick broke, and he finally negotiated the price with the shopkeeper.

Twenty yuan for a noodle, meaning "six sixes are auspicious", a total of sixty-six noodles were cooked, and this bowl of noodles cost one thousand three hundred and twenty yuan.

Other diners nodded: "This price is fair, this is the rule in Lanyang Village, let's do it!"

Li Banfeng also agreed: "Let's do it!"

The shopkeeper counted out one thousand three hundred and twenty yuan and handed it to Li Banfeng: "Please count!"

Li Banfeng counted it twice, put it in his wallet, raised his hat, and saluted like a gentleman: "I'll come to you to eat noodles next time."

"Xia Chi, we charge by the bowl!" The shopkeeper's front teeth fell out, and he spoke a little lisp.

Li Banfeng walked outside the noodle shop and threw half of his walking stick into the garbage.

He looked around and couldn't help but sigh: "Lanyang Village is a good place, the people are very simple."

The people in this place are so simple, shouldn't we hire a guide to learn more about the situation?

While sighing, I suddenly saw a well-dressed man picking up food from the garbage dump.

He was dressed very decently. His shirt, pants and the pair of leather shoes on his feet were all made of exquisite materials and workmanship.

As long as he pawned this set of clothes, it should be no problem to exchange for a few meals. Why bother looking for food in the garbage dump?

He looked very seriously. He was really hungry. He picked up half an apricot and stuffed it into his mouth immediately. When he saw a few rice grains, he carefully picked them up with his fingers and put them into his mouth.

As long as it was edible, he would not let go.

Li Banfeng stared at the man for a while and found that he looked familiar.

"Ma Wu?" Li Banfeng shouted.

The man had just picked up half a steamed bun and heard someone shouting "Ma Wu". He stuffed the bun into his mouth and ran away.

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