Express delivery is a high-risk occupation

Feng Yuan floated out of the guest room hungry, and Xu Mu had just finished frying the penultimate dish.There are two dishes and one soup that are slightly steaming on the dining table, dry-stir-fried green beans, scrambled eggs with tomato, served with meat buns and shrimp skin seaweed soup, just braised shrimp in oil.

Feng Yuan, whose eyes were covered with mosquito coils, stretched out his knuckle fingers to pick up a shrimp and made a gesture to put it in his mouth. Xu Mu was so anxious that he almost threw the pot, and hurriedly stopped, "Raw, that's raw!"

Is it stupid to draw pictures in front of the computer or is it hungry?

"It wasn't born by you, so why worry, I just want to see if the shrimps in the supermarket are fresh today." Feng Yuan narrowly raised the corners of his eyes, his glass-like eyes were filled with a smile after success.

Xu Mu: ……………

Played again!

Feng Yuan leaned on the door frame and smugly ate the finished product, "The money in the left drawer of the shoe cabinet is for buying vegetables and paying for takeout, and you take the money for the vegetables from there."

"No, no, I've made money, so I should afford some living expenses."

Feng Yuan put his hands on Xu Mu's shoulders, brought that face against the sky in front of Xu Mu, and looked at him questioningly, "Do I look like a little boy who eats soft food?"

Facing the male god's narrow, long and deep eyes, Xu Mu's head went blank for two seconds, he nodded subconsciously, and then felt that something was wrong, so he shook his head quickly, "Um... no, it's not like it!"

"I'm in charge of the food and lodging at home, and you don't need to worry about it." Feng Yuan's cold lips slightly relaxed, revealing a gentle arc, rubbing his head, "If you want to support me, you have to work hard for a few more years." Finally At least you have to be willing to feed live shrimp, right?

Xu Mu blinked, raising Feng Yuan?This goal is so ambitious!

After dinner, Feng Yuan took Xu Mu downstairs for a walk to digest food, and familiarize himself with the surrounding environment by the way.

There are two gates in the east and west of the community they live in. The east gate is the main entrance, which is the one that Xu Mu has been in and out of for the past two days. There is a well-developed commercial street at the gate, with supermarkets, fast food restaurants, cinemas, KTVs, department stores, and transportation lines. Extend in all directions.Ximen is opposite to N University, sandwiching a four-meter-wide snack street, with hundreds of snack bars of various kinds densely packed on both sides of the street.

As night fell and the lights came on, it was originally the time when the snack street was bustling. Unfortunately, N University hadn't started school yet, so the popularity was sluggish and a little deserted. Many shops even simply closed their shops to accompany the students for the holiday.

The side entrance of N University is on the snack street. Feng Yuan planned to take Xu Mu in for a stroll. Unexpectedly, the door closed early during the holidays, and it was tightly locked after seven o'clock. The two had no choice but to walk along the street from south to north. .

Chongqing Hot Pot, Lanzhou Ramen, Wuhan Hot Dry Noodles, Guizhou Snacks, Cantonese Tea Restaurant, Taiwan Braised Pork Rice, Northeast Stew Restaurant, Xi'an Roujiamo, Shandong Pancakes, Nanjing Duck Blood Vermicelli Soup, Yangzhou Fried Rice, Shanghai Style Fried Noodles, Xinjiang Mutton skewers, a few hundred meters of street, are packed full of snacks from all over the country, from east to west, from north to south, and piece together a complete national food map.

"The beef vermicelli soup here is sure to suit your taste. The one with the red light box hanging at the front door has good steamed buns. If you come at 04:30 every day, you won't have to wait in line." As he walked, he introduced to the foodies around him, "By the way, go south along the snack street to the end, Yudai Lake Park across the road, there is a shop at the door that specializes in crab meat dumplings and shrimp fresh meat fried buns, and each pot only sells two. Hundreds, a buddy in the dormitory and I both like to eat it, but unfortunately the number of times we have snatched it is only a handful."

"Fortunately I didn't come out until I was full." Xu Mu couldn't take his eyes off of it. If he walked here hungry, he would be so hungry.

"After school starts, on the afternoon of the last Saturday of every month, there will be students from the Department of Fashion Design setting up stalls here to sell handmade T-shirts, each of which is a unique item, with an average price of [-], and some of them are not bad." Feng Yuan raised his chin and pointed at a long corridor inside the school through the iron railing.

"You still buy street stalls?" Xu Mu was surprised. The only thing Feng Yuan disagreed with was the problem of spending money like water. When he was a child, he would buy lollipops that could only be bought by others. It is simply the best endorsement of the words "only buy expensive ones".

"Why not? I bought a T-shirt here, and the robot pattern on the chest was pieced together from scrap metal, buttons and zippers. It has the feeling of the steam era, and the creativity is very good." Feng Yuan raised his eyebrows and looked at the piece. In the blurry corridor in the night, the silhouette of his profile silhouetted against the flickering neon signs is as perfect as a sculpture. He is wearing a black tight-fitting T-shirt today, which faintly outlines the flat lines of his chest and abdomen, and his thin waist is narrowed. Tight in the black jeans, the two long legs are straight and straight, making the whole person look more handsome and handsome, causing the girls passing by to look sideways and whisper, and even pretend to be taking selfies.

Xu Mu looked at him, with the same envy in his eyes as always, he was stunned for a few seconds before he lowered his eyelids and wrinkled his nose and muttered, "I thought you only like expensive ones."

"It's not my mother who told you, right?" Feng Yuan turned his head, the dim light cast a nice shadow between his brow bone and the root of the mountain, "My consumption philosophy is only two, first, I am willing to pay the bill , Second, I can afford the bill. It's cheap and good, why not?"

"Cheap is not good." Xu Mu's brain twitched, and he answered the sentence very smoothly.

"That's not necessarily the case." Feng Yuan raised the corners of his lips slightly, and looked at him meaningfully, "I can meet you."

Xu Mu blinked his eyes, the lights of half a street were reflected in his bright black eyes, he said helplessly and enviously, "That's your fate."

"Of course I'm lucky. When I was young, a fortune teller told me that I was the reincarnation of Si Shui's fairy!" Feng Yuan replied conceitedly, and patted Xu Mu on the head with some childish complacency, "Be more obedient, you can You'll get half of it. You're sure to like the cheese and yoghurt at the store in front of you, so hurry up and pray that it's not sold out."

The cold drink store that Feng Yuan mentioned was extremely small, less than two square meters, and there was a one-person-high freezer facing the street. Except for the ice cream machine and operating table, the store could only accommodate the clerk to turn around.

When they arrived, an eight or nine-year-old boy was standing at the door of the store, scratching at the door of the freezer, watching intently.

The child had red lips and white teeth, and was extremely cute. On his round head was only a layer of bluish-black hair. He was wearing a gray-blue gown with white edges, and a long ebony pendant was hung by a red string around his waist. , carrying a small yellow bag, and wearing simple black cloth shoes, except that there is no ring scar, no matter how you look at it, you look like a little monk on TV.

He stared at the row of cheese and yoghurt in the freezer with his dark eyes, biting his fingers with a tangled expression.From the small bundle on the back, a fluffy black kitten protruded. The whole body of the cat was black and soft, except for a heart-shaped white hair in the middle of the forehead. It is dyed, with a soft fluffy feeling, which looks and feels very good.The kitten's chin and one front paw rested on the little monk's shoulder, a pair of golden eyes blinked anxiously, its whiskers twitched, and it was so greedy.

Xu Mu looked around, but found no other adults in similar attire.This little monk came by himself?

Feng Yuan directly ordered two original flavors from the clerk, and the clerk went to open the freezer door. The little monk obediently took a step back, his eyes still glued to the freezer reluctantly.

"Which one do you want to eat?" Feng Yuan pointed generously at the freezer, "Brother invites you to eat."

The little monk raised his head in surprise, a blush appeared on his fair little face, he quickly waved his hands, with a strong local accent, "No, no, I don't want to eat." Before he finished speaking, the kitten in the bag was anxious She scratched his shoulder twice with her chubby paw.

Feng Yuan and Xu Mu looked at each other, raised their eyebrows, "Really?" That's not what he said in his eyes just now.

"Really, I'm just fighting against my own greed." The little monk tapped the kitten's forehead with his fingers, raised his milky chin, and looked serious, but his little hands were nervously picking at the yellow hair on his chest. After a short pause, he added, "I have money, a lot of money."

Feng Yuan & Xu Mu & the clerk: ……………

"Okay then, little master, come on!" Feng Yuan was the first to come to his senses, respecting the little monk's own wishes, and planned to pay the bill and leave.

The little guy bowed his hands to him sternly, "Wuliangguan."

Xu Mu's eyes widened in disbelief, "Are you a Taoist priest?" Which Taoist priest would shave his head like a monk?

The little guy nodded with integrity on his face, and cupped his hands again, "Exactly, I... Shen Liang, the sixth-generation chief disciple of No. 40 Huayuan Gate, a branch of Huagai Sect in Lushan Mountain."

Feng Yuan raised his eyebrows, and patted Xu Mu's shoulder gloatingly, "I'm of a higher seniority than you!" According to the manuscript records they read since they were young, the Xu family belonged to the Qingxu Sect of the Huagai Sect in Laoshan. , passed down to Xu Mu, it is already the eighth generation of No.40.

"Brother Dao?" Shen Liang looked at Xu Mu ignorantly. According to Feng Yuan, he is also a member of the Daoist sect?

Xu Mu glanced at Feng Yuan sadly, and quickly explained to Shen Liang, "My surname is Xu, and my ancestors also had Taoist priests, worshiping under the Qingxu sect of the Huagai sect, but... in my generation..."

"Brother Dao, I think the family heirloom has been lost." Shen Liang tried his best to hold up his baby-fat face, pretending to be solemn, "In the dark, there is a destiny."

"That's right." Xu Mu nodded, hurriedly said goodbye to Shen Liang, and dragged Feng Yuan away. He didn't want to admit that he was the 48th generation, and he wanted to follow the ancestral etiquette with an eight or nine-year-old child.

Standing in the middle of the snack street, Shen Liang looked at Xu Mu's back and muttered to himself, "The Xu family of Qingxumen?"

The little black cat lay lazily on Shen Liang's shoulder, licking its chubby paws, "He smells pretty good."

"What should I do? He seems to have been marked by something." Shen Liang bit his finger again, looking extremely distressed.

"It smells so good, it's strange if no monsters think about it." The kitten gave Shen Liang a slow look, "If it were 200 years ago, I would definitely taste it."

"Babu, remember that you have already belonged to the Daoist sect." Shen Liang bent his fingers warningly, making a gesture to flick its forehead.

The black cat turned its head to one side, its long whiskers trembling in the evening wind, "If you call me such a stupid name again, I'll scratch your face."

On the second day, there were only two collect packages from Qingping Lane. When Xu Mu arrived at the entrance of the alley with 700 yuan, it was exactly twelve o'clock.There are still few shops open on the street, and I don't know when they will start business. They are probably rich and self-willed owners, and the stalls in the middle of the road are still full of people.

Xu Mu followed his memory and quickly found the grey-haired stall owner from yesterday, and handed over the 700 yuan as if he were cutting out flesh.

The stall owner who was fiddling with copper coins raised his eyes, "If you think it's expensive, you can take a few drops..."

Before he finished speaking, the blue stones under the bedding suddenly vibrated, and the porcelain bells and chimes displayed on the stall jingled.

Xu Mu looked around nervously, what's going on?It can't be an earthquake, can it?

The stall owner immediately silenced his voice, happily took the money from Xu Mu's hand, and threw the porcelain pillow with missing piece of glaze into Xu Mu's arms like a hot potato.

The sound of the porcelain ensemble stopped immediately.

The stall owner heaved a sigh of relief, "The folk kiln pillows of the Song Dynasty are yours now."

"Song Dynasty?" Xu Mu looked down at the things in his arms, isn't this a fake?

"Yes, Song Dynasty." The stall owner nodded affirmatively, and refused to explain any more, only urging him to leave.

Xu Mu rushed to deliver the courier, and carefully placed the porcelain pillow in the back of the car with full of doubts. If it was really from the Song Dynasty, even if it was damaged, it would cost more than 700 yuan, right?Will selling it make some money back?Will the stall owner make a loss-making business?

"Hello, is Mr. Tie Ya here? There is his courier." Xu Mu knocked on the shop door at No. 39, and politely asked the young man behind the table listening to Peking Opera with his legs crossed.The man had dyed non-mainstream gray-white hair, sharp eyes, dark complexion, and the knotted tendons on his arms almost tore through his sleeves. He looked like a character not to be trifled with.He was holding a broken knife thirty to forty centimeters long in his hand, and was lightly testing the edge with his fingertips.

"Put it there." The flat-headed impatiently pointed to the wooden counter at the door with the broken blade in his hand. It doesn't look like it should.

"Sir, I'm sorry, this is a collect delivery, and you need to pay 12 yuan." Xu Mu tried his best to smile because of the cheating scoring system, and still held the express delivery in his own hands.Before going out, the proprietress specifically told him that if the other party refused to pay, at least he should take the package back.

"Do you dare to ask me for money?" The man raised his head, raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes, showing a fierce look.

"Collect items...they need to be paid by the recipient."

The young man kicked the table aside and stood up. The legs of the table made a shrill sound as they rubbed against the rough ground. He was at least 1.9 meters tall, like an iron tower, with an astonishing sense of oppression.Hearing a "crack", the young man broke the broken blade in two with his bare hands like a demonstration, and threw it at Xu Mu's feet.

As for what?Killing people for 12 yuan!Xu Mu's scalp was numb, and he subconsciously took half a step back, but he was resolutely unwilling to back down on the money issue, "If you don't pay, you can't receive the goods."

The young man stepped over in two steps, grabbed Xu Mu's neck roughly, and stared at him murderously, "Don't talk too much, I rape you!"

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After living for 18 years, I never thought that as a man, I would have to think about a virginity crisis one day.

Xu Mu was dumbfounded and completely stunned.