Lord of Puluo

Li Banfeng asked the driver to drive the car to a wilderness in Waigou and let him unload the goods.

Chun Sheng had already paid enough for the carriage, and the coachman didn't ask any questions. He put a cart of belongings on the edge of the woods and the coachman drove away.

Li Banfeng looked around and saw that no one was around, then he tried his best to lift the four-poster wooden bed.

Not to mention, the traveler's load-bearing capacity is quite good. Carrying such a large wooden bed, Li Banfeng can still free his hands to take out the keys.

This solid wood bed is really heavy.

The guy named Chunsheng just now was able to carry the big bed onto the carriage by himself, so he looked like he was no ordinary person.

Li Banfeng brought the bed into the portable home. The portable home itself is not big, only six or seven square meters, and with a 1.5-meter bed, the space is a little more compact.

Li Banfeng moved the record player in again and thought about where to put it.

Place it across the bed and listen to music while lying on the bed?

It is quite pleasant to enjoy the beauty of the music and watch the steam blow out.

But after playing a song, I had to get out of bed to change the record. When the two glasses of water boiled dry, I had to get out of bed to add more water.

If you frequently get out of bed while listening to music, it would be less interesting.

Li Banfeng placed the record player next to the bed. When you lie on the bed, you can change records, add water, put out fires, and wind up the clockwork without getting out of bed.

This is a good idea, so let’s do it.

After moving the record player, I laid out the bedding, wiped the dust with a feather duster, neatly folded the clothes given by the boss, and placed them next to the backpack first.

There are still a lot of things to buy, including a wardrobe, a utility cabinet, and a set of tables and chairs...

Li Banfeng's eyelids were a little heavy and he was feeling sleepy.

After going down the mountain, he and Xiaopang rested for a day at the inn and returned to Ligou the next day. It was just after dusk and it was getting dark. Logically speaking, Li Banfeng would not be so tired.

Could it be that the remaining poison in his body has not been cleared away?

It shouldn’t be! Wouldn’t it be said that home repair is the fastest way to recover?

No matter how tired I am, I still have to meet Xiaopang. I have been here for such a long time, and if there is anyone who can be considered Li Banfeng's friend, it really has to be Qin Xiaopang.

When they arrived at the bun shop at the corner of the street, Fatty Qin was still eating hard, and there were several stacks of baskets beside the table.

What took you so long? Qin Xiaopang had a bun stuffed in his mouth and his words were a little slurred.

Discuss the price with shopkeeper Feng. Li Banfeng pulled up a chair and sat down, then ordered the shopkeeper to serve two more steamed buns.

The bun shop is not big, but the buns are exquisitely made, stuffed with beef, take a bite, squirt slightly, and your mouth is filled with fresh soup, served with two cloves of garlic smashed with teeth, it is an authentic delicacy, simple and pure.

Li Banfeng ordered a pot of wine. He didn't know what kind of wine was good in this shop. He had never heard of any names of the wines here. He only asked the waiter to bring the best wine.

Qin Xiaopang felt a little distressed. His elixir hadn't been released yet, and even the wine from the bun shop was a bit of a luxury for him.

Brother Qin, don't worry, I'll treat you to this meal. Li Banfeng poured a cup and took a sip. The wine was very strong and it took a long time to brew in his mouth before swallowing it.

Seeing how generous Li Banfeng was, Qin Xiaopang lowered his voice and asked, What price did you pay for it?

Li Banfeng made a gesture: Six thousand.

There is no need to hide this from Qin Xiaopang. If he wants to ask Shopkeeper Feng to ship goods in the future, it will probably be at this price.

Qin Xiaopang shook his head when he heard this: Brother Li, I'm not telling you, the price is too low, this is not an ordinary thing, you really don't know the ways here.

What doorway?

It was getting late and there was no one else in the bun shop. Qin Xiaopang kept his voice as low as possible: I just met an acquaintance in this bun shop and asked about the market. He actually asked me.

Wealthy families in Puluo Prefecture buy elixirs by the hundreds every year, and at the end of the year, they reward them to their children with meritorious deeds.

A large family has been working hard for a year, trying to get a few more pills to improve their cultivation, but what should they do if they don't have any merit? You have to buy it in the market at a high price.

The prices in the market are different from those in drugstores. The drug store sells for 10,000, but the market sells for 12,000 or 15,000, 18,000, or even 20,000. You only sell for 6,000, which is really a loss. .

Li Banfeng shook his head and said: This elixir can be sold, but it's just money. If you can't sell it, what's the use of keeping it here with me? I don't need those few days of practice, and I don't know any rich kids.

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Qin Xiaopang took a sip of wine and said, How about this? After we rest for two days, I will take you around Yaowanggou. We are too rich to climb up. I also know a lot of young men from wealthy families.

Li Banfeng ate a steamed bun and said with a smile: Thank you for your kindness. I will go back to Yuezhou tomorrow.

Yuezhou? Qin Xiaopang had never heard of this place name.

Yuezhou is a place outside the state. That's where I come from.

Are you going back? So soon? Xiaopang was a little disappointed. After eating two buns, he felt a little relieved.

That's right. You are from another state and have seen the world. You will definitely look down on this place in Puozhou.

One day, I will also go to other states to visit. If I haven’t been to such a wonderful place, my life will be in vain.

Such a good place?

Is Yuezhou a good place?

Li Banfeng felt that Yuezhou was indeed a good place, but he couldn't tell what was good about it.

They ate until the bun shop closed, and the two said goodbye.

Qin Xiaopang said: You know where my home is. When you come to Puozhou again, you must come find me.

As the alcohol gradually took over and he was exhausted, Li Banfeng lay on the bed and was about to fall asleep.

I just fell asleep like this, feeling like I had something to do.

Didn't you walk twenty miles today?

Enough walking.

So what else is there to do?

Li Banfeng half-sited up, took out the crank, inserted it into the record player, and wound it up.

It turns out that this thing was missing, it turned out that the music before going to bed was missing.

He specially selected a record, which was wrapped in cardboard and had a painted cover.

On the cover is a field of red and yellow flowers, with a dancing girl in a long dress in the center of the flower.

Li Banfeng took out the record, placed it on the tray of the record player, and flipped the switch. The record player sounded a beautiful song amidst the noisy background:

The south wind brings coolness!

The nightingale sings softly!

All the flowers under the moon are asleep, and only the night scented fragrance reveals its fragrance!

Tuberose!

I have heard this song before, but I have never liked it as much as I did tonight.

Before the song finished, Li Banfeng had already fallen asleep.

He used a clockwork and did not use a steam engine because he was worried that he would fall asleep at any time.

Clockwork didn't have to worry about putting out the fire, and Li Banfeng fell asleep safely and boldly.

I sing for you, I think for you, tuberose~~

The song is over.

The needle has come to an end.

The clockwork was completely loosened, and the record player stopped.

In the dark room, the only sound was Li Banfeng's even and deep breathing.

Wow~

There was a sound of water coming from the record player, as if someone was adding water to the speaker of the record player.

Tsk~

A match was struck, lighting the wick in the tank.

Chi~chi~chi~

Balls of water mist spurted out from the small speaker on the right, and the record player's tray began to rotate slowly.

The needle was moved back to the starting position, and amid the noisy background sound, the record player sang again:

The end of the world, the corners of the sea,

Look for, look for, know the sound,

The little sister sings, the man plays the piano,

Lang, we are of the same mind!

The beautiful singing voice keeps lingering in the mobile home.

Hisssssss~

The petals of the copper lotus slowly unfolded, and a whirlwind rose in the heart of the lotus.

The whirlwind blew over the record player, and the sound of the record player was slightly off-key.

After more than ten seconds, the singing slowly returned to stability.

The petals of the copper lotus trembled a few times and then closed again.

The record player continued to sing the sweet tune:

Life, who doesn’t cherish youth?

The little sister is like a threadmaker and a needle

Lang Ya wears them together and can't be separated!

During the singing, Li Banfeng slept soundly, with a happy smile on his face.

PS: Everyone has been asking if there is a female protagonist in this book. Shala tells everyone that there is, and she is here! Breathing steam, she came.