It's better to make money these days

Mo Hansheng withdrew his hand and said as if nothing had happened: "You were a crybaby at least until you were 8 years old." After speaking, he turned the wheelchair and left.

Li Zheng straightened up, raised his hand to pinch his face, touched his chest with the other hand, and murmured, "Why was my heart beating so fast just now?"

This is my own face.

He trotted to catch up and pushed him to continue walking.

Mo Hansheng relaxed his body, he thought he had been frightened just now, so he shouldn't be so reckless next time.

When the two of them returned to the inn, the sun was only a little bit lower.

Li Zheng argued: "You also made a wrong choice just now."

Mo Hansheng nodded helplessly, with a smile in his words: "Yes, yes, it's definitely not because someone went in the wrong direction at the beginning, well, definitely not, how could there be such a stupid person?"

Stupid person——Li Zheng left him in silence for three seconds, walked quickly into the inn by himself, and went back to the upstairs room.

Mo Hansheng smiled, turned the wheel and followed him in.

The boy in the inn was the one who was going to send Li Zheng back. He saw a touch of red coming from the store, thinking it was the playboy, so scared that he quickly hid in the room, and came out after a while.

Mo Hansheng asked him for a room, but because his legs were inconvenient, he asked for a room on the first floor.

After a while, Li Zheng went downstairs to eat, pretending to be casual and asked: "Hey Xiao Er, which room did the wheelchair guest stay in?"

Xiao Er pointed to a room respectfully.

Li Zheng nodded: "Prepare me another Kung Pao Chicken, another sweet and sour lotus root, oh, and egg soup, beat more eggs."

Xiao Er hurriedly sent a message.

......

Li Zheng sat by the side and bit the steamed bun angrily. Now that he was getting to know that person gradually, he complained in his heart, when he got acquainted, he still had the gentle and jade-like appearance back then, hmph, a wolf in sheep's clothing.

After a while, the food was ready, and Xiao Er thoughtfully packed it in the food box.

Li Zheng gave him a few copper coins as a tip, and went to that room with the food box.

Mo Hansheng didn't expect him to come in suddenly.

Li Zheng looked at the white back, swallowed unconsciously, and hurriedly closed the door.

Mo Hansheng sighed, knowing that he was here, his anger subsided, he put on his clothes, turned his wheelchair and headed towards the door: "Come in."

Li Zheng pushed open the door, touched his nose, and said embarrassedly: "Well, what, I'll bring you some food, you must be hungry." Then he walked in and put the food box on the table next to him.

Mo Hansheng opened the food box and saw the big piece of chicken at a glance.

He hesitated.

Li Zheng asked, "What's wrong?"

"...I can't eat chicken."

"What?" Li Zheng didn't seem to understand.

Mo Hansheng brought out the dish and put it aside, and said, "I'm allergic to chicken."

Li Zheng opened his eyes wide: "Then why did you still eat the smoked chicken I gave you?"

Mo Hansheng was silent for a moment, Li Zheng sat down and looked at him with a frown, feeling a little uneasy for some reason.

"...in order not to waste food."

Unable to explain why, Li Zheng was a little disappointed with this answer, and didn't know anything about being disappointed.

"Then why are you wasting it now?"

Mo Hansheng brought out two bowls of rice, one for himself and the other in front of him, "I don't have that medicine now, and it will be very troublesome if I have allergies. If you eat it, it won't be a waste."

Li Zheng curled his lips: "Then I'll go get you another dish."

Mo Hansheng hurriedly stopped him: "No, I can't eat so much."

Li Zheng stared: "I'll eat!" After speaking, he went out.

Mo Hansheng didn't understand why this man was angry again, he shook his head and ate the cabbage on the plate.

He is really a little hungry.

After eating three dishes and one soup, the two looked at each other.

Li Zheng's eyes flicked across his legs: "Then what, your legs are inconvenient, so no one is here, or I can sleep here with you, so I can take care of you."

Mo Hansheng looked at his ears that were slowly turning red, and his heart softened: "No need, you have a good rest, you have to hurry tomorrow."

"Oh."

Li Zheng lowered his head slightly, quickly packed the dishes into a box, and went out the door with them.

Looking at the door, Mo Hansheng couldn't help thinking, what would happen if he agreed just now?

Then he shook his head again, looked at his legs, and laughed to himself.

What can I do?I am disabled.

Li Zheng went back to his room, closed the door and took two or three deep breaths before his heartbeat calmed down.

He closed his eyes, then covered his face with his hands and screamed inwardly, did he go crazy just now, how could he say such shameful words as "sleeping together", did he get infected by Fenghua?

Li Zheng calmed down all night, and he did a lot of construction for himself—that was just his concern as a friend.

On the second day, Li Zheng could indeed talk to Mo Hansheng calmly.

"Where do we go next?"

Mo Hansheng said: "Buy a map first. I have forgotten how to get there after all these years."

Xiao Er wiped the table next to him, and said immediately after hearing the words: "Do you need a map, I'll get it for you, there are them in the inn."

Li Zheng glanced at Mo Hansheng, then nodded.

After eating, they went back to their room to study the map.

"Let's go this way, follow this road, you can get there the fastest." Li Zheng scratched the paper with his fingers.

Mo Hansheng shook his head: "Let's take the flat road."

Li Zheng was stunned, because the feeling Mo Hansheng gave him could always make people forget the fact that his legs were disabled, so he often put him in the category of normal people.

His heart suddenly panicked, but when he thought that the little doctor Su Zichen said that his master Medicine King might be able to cure him, he felt relieved.

"Okay, I'll listen to you. Let me take a look, the next stop...Guicheng?"

Mo Hansheng nodded.

The two bought some food and set off on the road.

They didn't show signs that they were outsiders, because the world is not peaceful, and there are still many bandits on this section of the road.

Luckily they don't look all that messy either.

Li Zheng wore a black dress, which was given by his brother before.

But Mo Hansheng was still dressed in white.

From a distance, the two seem to be black and white.

Li Zheng pushed Mo Hansheng, while Mo Hansheng led the horse, the two of them walked for a day and finally arrived in Guicheng in the evening.

However, the gate of the city has been closed, and there is a sign next to it that reads: If you want to enter the city, you must pay 10 copper coins.

Although it is a bit baffling, most people still have this little money, so they all pay the money and go to the city.

The rest of the people, those who didn't want to pay the money and were in a hurry, took a detour; those who were not in a hurry, rested at the city gate for one night, waiting to enter the city tomorrow morning.

Li Zheng and Mo Hansheng looked at each other, then walked to a clean grass to rest.

This rule is a bit strange, it is better to wait and see what happens, but fortunately they are not in a hurry.

As the night darkened, just as the real curfew was about to arrive, there was a sudden conflict in front of the city gate.

Two guards pushed an old man with white hair and pushed him outside the city gate.

One person said viciously: "Old beggar, don't think about sneaking into the city. If you don't have money, wait until tomorrow to enter. If you come again, you will be rude to you." He waved his hand and turned back in disgust.

But the old man didn't know what was going on, so he took a few steps forward in a daze.

The other person who was slightly behind raised the stick in his hand as if he was going to hit him.

The old man hastily raised his arms to cover his head.

A woman next to her screamed and quickly covered her eyes.

Li Zheng frowned, bent over and picked up a small stone, which instantly popped out from between his fingers, hitting the man's arm holding the stick.

The man screamed in pain, and the stick dropped.

The old man looked over there from the gap between his arms, and just met a pair of probing eyes. He was slightly taken aback, then put down his arms and ran quickly to the city gate.

Before the two guards could react, the old man had already entered the city.

One shook his head, cursed secretly, picked up his stick and left.

Li Zheng looked at Mo Hansheng's thoughtful expression, and couldn't help asking: "What's wrong? Was I very good just now?"

Mo Hansheng curled his lips and joked: "Didn't you see that the old man has a foundation in martial arts? He will be fine if you don't take action."

Li Zheng let out a sigh, and looked at the city gate, he really didn't see that the old man had martial arts.

The two ate something, chatted for a while, and closed their eyes to rest.

It was a bit chilly in the middle of the night, Li Zheng woke up and gently found out another piece of clothing, and then lightly put it on Mo Hansheng's body.

After a while, Mo Hansheng opened his eyes slightly, looking at the handsome face next to him under the moonlight, his eyes were full of tenderness.

On the second day, the gates of the city were wide open, and the guards were not the two guards from yesterday. Presumably they had changed shifts, and the sign was gone.

Li Zheng pushed Mo Hansheng into the city, and they didn't sleep well last night, so they decided to rest here for a day today, and set off tomorrow.

While walking on the street, Li Zheng found that the people in this city were very emotional, and the price of goods was extremely high.

The two chose an inn, asked for two rooms, went in and rested first.

It was already noon when he woke up, Li Zheng went out to order some food, and then went to Mo Hansheng's room to wait.

Unexpectedly, when the food came, the portion was less than what Mo Hansheng ate in the palace.

Even if it's less, it's still expensive.

Li Zheng frowned and called Xiao Er who was about to leave after opening the door: "Wait, what's the matter with this dish?"

Xiao Er's impatient expression flashed past, and he turned his head and replied with a forced smile: "Master, our place is pretty good, if you don't have enough food, you can order a few more, and the little one will bring it to you right away." pass."

Li Zheng shook his head: "What I'm asking is, why are there so few dishes and so expensive? Aren't you afraid that no one will come in the future?"

Xiaoer sighed, knowing that it was the first time for the two of you to come, he said with a sullen face, "Master, this is your first time, it seems that you are not familiar with Guicheng."

Li Zheng looked at him suspiciously, and Mo Hansheng also raised his eyes to look at him.

Xiao Er saw that they were good-looking and interested, so he didn't bother to talk about them.

"Ever since Pingyang City prospered earlier, the lord of Guicheng wanted to build a second 'Pingyang City', but you also know that when those caravans were on their way, there was no city that would stop, and they basically skipped our Guicheng. "

Li Zheng nodded, agreeing with his statement.

Xiaoer continued: "But our city owner is not happy. He and Pingyang city are competing. Since the city is not comparable, he is better than himself. The salary paid every month is getting more and more, and the savings of the people are exhausted. It’s almost empty, a small number of capable people have left, and the rest of them can live a day-to-day life.”

Li Zheng frowned, remembering the city gate sign last night, "The city gate sign was also made by the city lord?"

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