There is an old immortal in the world of comprehension

The last time Yu Jing brought enough money to the market just for consumption was at the end of summer and early autumn, but now even winter is coming to an end.

In a small corner of the central city, almost all the people living there are ordinary people, and the few monks who live here are also concentrated near Yujing.Yu Jing didn't choose a place similar to Blastwind Street or a more prosperous place to pick better items, of course because it is close and cheap.Yu Jing didn't need a bed supported by formations or a cabinet reinforced with spirit stones, which were expensive and impractical.

Yu Jing, who was wrapped in a heavy cotton-padded jacket and shrunk his neck, and Chu Mo, who was beside him with fluttering skirts and strutting, had obviously become the center of attention and discussion among the crowd in this small market.

"Hey, Boss Yu. It's been a while since I saw you. I didn't seem to see you at home a while ago. Did you go out to do some big business?" A middle-aged man with a goatee was flicking his abacus in a tailor shop. It happened that I looked up and saw Yu Jing passing by the door.

Yu Jing stopped and scolded with a smile: "Old Zhang, what nonsense are you talking about? If you have any big business, you can't tell me, so that you can make money together? Recently, some new lady came to your store to find someone Little chores?"

As Yu Jing said that, he entered the tailor's shop. Chu Mo stopped at the door, and had no intention of following Yu Jing into the house.

"The little lady doesn't have one, but the old lady has one. Boss Yu is disappointed." A woman in coarse clothes with a clean face raised the curtain of the workshop, and came out with several delicate robes in one hand.

Yu Jing made an expression begging for mercy, and said with a smile: "Ma'am, I was joking. I don't know how happy I am when I see Madam, I have nothing to be disappointed about. Now that I have come, I have to ask Madam to make two things for me." A new style of padded jacket and spring robes will do. Just like the ones in the lady's hands."

Mrs. Zhang put the robe in her hand aside, took the soft ruler and said, "Let me re-measure the size for you. It's been a year since the last time you came to make clothes. I don't know why you are like this." A person who makes clothes for a whole year at a time."

Seeing Chu Mo standing behind the door, Mrs. Zhang lowered her voice and asked, "Who is that person? It's the first time I saw the boss coming to the market with others."

Chu Mo heard Mrs. Zhang's inquiry behind her, and turned her head to give Mrs. Zhang a slight nod.Mrs. Zhang blushed and said, "Such good hearing, you should be a monk, right? Boss Yu? But he is so handsome."

Seeing the dark face of the old Zhang who was dialing the abacus, Yu Jing introduced with a smile: "This is my new buddy." Yu Jing pretended to lower her voice and said in Mrs. Zhang's ear: "Not yet married, if you have any good girl Maybe we can make a match."

Yu Jing knew that Chu Mo could actually hear their conversation. As the boss of rich man Chu, he felt that it was very necessary for him to take care of life-long events for his buddy surnamed Chu, and let rich man Chu hear it.Only in this way can Mr. Chu know how much he cares and cares for him in his heart. To grasp a buddy's heart, he has to start with the little things around him.This is all learned from the relatively successful businessmen that Yu Jing has seen, and all of those successful businessmen have a relationship with their subordinates like brothers.

Chu Mo frowned and turned his head to give Yu Jing a sharp look. From his eyes, Yu Jing seemed to read two words that he hadn't heard from Chu Mo for a long time: Shut up!

"..."

What went wrong?

Mrs. Zhang skillfully measured Yu Jing's size, and she didn't hesitate to speak: "Those who can be with Boss Yu are unlikely to be ordinary people. Small people like us don't dare to mess around with the thread."

In this small corner of the central city, everyone knows that Yu Jing is a mysterious figure. If he hadn't gotten along with Yu Jing and knew that the little boss had a very pleasant personality, it would be the only ones who lived at the gate of Yu Jing. It seems that the monk who is not easy to get along with makes everyone feel in awe and dare not approach him.So Mrs. Zhang intuitively concluded that Chu Mo is definitely not something ordinary people like them can covet.

"The fabric is still the same as before. I will go to the cloth shop to choose the color and pattern for you, and send it to you when it is finished?" Mrs. Zhang asked.

Yu Jing hurriedly said: "I'll pick it up by myself. After a while, I'm going to move to Haifeng Street. How dare I ask you to bring it, it's already too much trouble."

After exchanging a few more pleasantries with the Zhangs and his wife, Yu Jing bid farewell and left.

The first thing Chu Moyu said after Jing went out was: "Why are you the same as Grandma Yang across the street?"

Grandma Yang sells steamed stuffed buns, and because she is getting old, she always likes to drag customers and chatter nonsense.Chu Mo also went to buy steamed buns the day before, and he was nagged by Grandma Yang for a while.

In fact, Yu Jing felt that what he said was still meaningful, but Chu Mo didn't understand it!

Yu Jing stared deeply at Chu Mo's side face and sighed quietly, really hoping that rich man Chu could understand what he thought of being a good boss in his heart.Chu Mo frowned in disgust and returned to the original state, but Yu Jing couldn't see the other side, but the corners of Chu Mo's mouth raised.

Chu Mo didn't know why, making Yu Jing feel embarrassed could always please him.

Went to the carpenter with Chu Mo to order new beds, chairs, containers and other things needed for the new shop, and Yu Jing took Chu Mo directly to Blast Street.

Although Yu Jing didn't go out often, he also found that today's Blast Wind Street seems to be more lively than usual, and most of the people walking on the road are monks.

Yu Jing's new shop is at the eastern corner of Blast Street. After listening to the workers hired by Xiangruijin briefly explain how much time is needed to complete the unfinished tasks, Yu Jing takes out the A few spirit stones were handed over to the laborer, and he said loudly: "Please have a bowl of hot soup, Yu Mou, thank you for your hard work in the past three months, and when the small shop officially opens, you must treat yourself to a cup of tea. "

The thing about grasping people's hearts is that Jing is still very good at it, although these don't seem to be very useful for Mr. Chu.look!Aren't these workers working harder?Look at rich man Chu again, still expressionless.

Not discouraged, Boss Yu generously invited Chu Mo and said, "Anyway, it's still early, and there's not much business when we go back today. Let's have a cup of tea before we go. I know there is a teahouse where there is a storyteller who is always there to tell stories. Let's go and listen to it." .”

When he arrived at the teahouse, Yu Jing chose a seat very far in the back, only one table away from the storyteller.If it weren't for the lack of space in the front row, Chu Mo felt that Yu Jing would definitely sit in the back row, preferably directly opposite the storyteller.Although the current position is almost the same as the innermost row, every time the storyteller talks about excitement, Chu Mo feels that his saliva will be sprayed into his tea.Chu Mo secretly blocked the teapot in front of his teacup.

Yu Jing didn't have such worries, he ate the snacks provided in the teahouse with relish, and was very interested in hearing Mr. Shu's unofficial history about the famous figures in the various sects of cultivation.

When he heard something wrong, Yu Jing would tell Chu Mo what was right.Although Chu Mo was not interested in these at all, and deep down in his heart, he didn't want to pay attention to Yu Jing at all, but the shining eyes that Yu Jing looked at him when he turned his head made it impossible for Chu Mo to refuse to listen.

"...So this one, in fact, didn't die at the hands of some demon cultivator at that time. It was just that he neglected to cultivate and indulged in female sex in the later stage. He didn't cultivate his body and mind, and his cultivation base didn't improve, and his lifespan was exhausted in the end." Yu Jing said .

Hearing Yu Jing tell all these things in detail, Chu Mo was puzzled, why did Yu Jing know everything and still like to listen to these storytellers who tend to make up stories.

"Hmph, all you need to slander someone is a mouth, but a useless ordinary person dares to guess at will about the great elder in my sect!" A middle-aged man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks at the next table snorted coldly and said to Jing.

It's fine to eavesdrop on what others are saying, and there's nothing to say if you insist on being strong, but it's too much to say that ordinary people are useless!Didn't you see so many ordinary people sitting here? Even the storyteller was attracted!

This is what is going on in the minds of ordinary people sitting here.Of course, ordinary people do not include Yu Jing.

Yu Jing didn't give him a look, just lowered his head and ate the snacks on the table by himself.Chu Mo also calmly raised his cup and took a sip of tea.

"Apologize, hurry up." Seeing that Yu Jing was silent, the man thought that Yu Jing was afraid of him, so he immediately pushed his nose up and shouted.

Yu Jing raised her head, pointed to her nose innocently and asked, "Me? Why should I apologize?"

The man slapped the table and said: "You slandered my Yaoshan sect's great elder, why do you still have the face to ask why you apologize?"

"My lord, what you said is not right. Where did I slander the great elder of your sect? It's just that the storyteller is wrong. I'm just telling the truth to my... shop assistant. If you don't believe me, you can Ask this storyteller if he couldn't find the record and made up this passage himself. You eavesdropped first and disturbed everyone's interest in listening to the book, so you should apologize, right?" Yu Jing said.

The man didn't know whether he was angry at Yu Jing's uncle, or he was ashamed at what Yu Jing said, his face flushed red and he was so annoyed that he picked up his big knife and was about to strike.

Yu Jing didn't make any big moves, just continued to eat the small snacks on the table.

The knife fell on Jing's head, about a palm away, and he couldn't move a half point.

Hey, it's actually quite interesting to bully others?Yu Jing was secretly refreshed, this show of limelight is really comfortable, and it feels great to be covered by rich man Chu.

"What kind of thing is the Yaoshan sect? It's embarrassing." Chu Mo, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said, the protective barrier around Yu Jing was just formed by Chu Mo at a critical moment. Unless the cultivation base is higher than Chu Mo, otherwise Never hurt anyone in the barrier.

Unexpectedly, Yu Jing still believed in herself.

This idea suddenly popped up in Chu Mo's mind.

Soon, the operator of the teahouse asked the high-level casual cultivator supported by the teahouse to invite Yaoshanzong out, apologized to Yu Jing and Chu Mo, and waived the tea fee for everyone present. this matter.

Yu Jing was not affected by that person at all, and continued to listen to Mr. Shu's story, drinking tea and eating snacks.

The group of tea guests who came here to rest has changed, and among those who just came in, monks also accounted for the vast majority.

Chu Mo asked suspiciously, "Why is Central City so lively?"

Yu Jing said vaguely: "Maybe there is something wrong." He said this, but he didn't explain the matter clearly, which whetted Chu Mo's appetite.

Yu Jing suddenly began to look around restlessly, a familiar face seemed to flash past his eyes just now, before he could see it clearly, he was submerged in the crowd.