Volume 18: The Third Master's Sword Chapter 423: The Silence of Xiaoyun
Jiangnan.
Jiangnan is beautiful, and I am familiar with its scenery.
The scenery may still be familiar to people, but not everything in Jiangnan is good, and not everyone is good.
Like most places, there are rich and poor, high and low, stubborn adults and pitiful children.
There are nobles, paupers, generous and arrogant martial arts masters, and humble and submissive peddlers.
The nobles here are the Murong family.
"Gusu Murong" was originally a big family, and ever since the relationship between Murong Qiudi and Xie Xiaofeng became known to everyone, even fewer people dared to challenge Murong's authority.
Fortunately, the Murong family usually does not meddle in other people’s business, so Jiangnan still looks so beautiful.
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But everyone should know that beautiful places are not perfect and have no ugliness at all.
There are always good and bad things in things, positive and negative, and without darkness, there will be no light.
Jiangnan has grand cities like Gusu, and also unknown towns like Liuquan.
“I didn’t expect a decent guy to come today!”
In front of a workshop in Liuquan City.
A young man with triangular eyes, frowning eyebrows and a big mole next to his mouth looked Xiaoyun up and down.
His name is Jia Huo. He is the leader of the liaison work in this small town. He knows a lot of people nearby. He recommends people to do work wherever there is a shortage of people, and then he has to pay the first three months' wages to that person.
For some reason, Jia Huo looked at Xiaoyun in an inexplicably unfriendly way, but Xiaoyun just endured it blankly.
"What's your name?"
Xiaoyun shook her head and said nothing.
Seeing this, Jia Huo's face became even more severe, and he asked again: "What's your name?"
Xiaoyun still didn't say anything.
Jia Huo kicked Xiao Yun right on the knee: "I asked you what your name is, can't you hear me?"
Xiaoyun finally spoke, but it was just four words: "I don't know."
Jia Huo laughed when he heard this: "You don't even know your own name?"
Xiaoyun's eyes were a little dull, and he just kept shaking his head and said, "I forgot."
"You forgot. You even forgot your own name? Hahahaha, you made me die of laughter. Then tell me, what do you still remember?"
“I still remember a lot.”
Xiaoyun said seriously: "I want to forget all those things."
Jia Huo even held his belly, laughing uncontrollably, and said, "He looks good, but he's actually a fool! Hey, your clothes are nice, they should be worth a lot of money, take them off and give them to me, I'll help you find a good job!"
Xiaoyun took off his clothes silently. He came here to find work. If he didn't have work, he couldn't afford to eat. If he couldn't afford to eat, he might starve to death.
Jia Huo took the clothes and put them on quickly. Although they were obviously not suitable for him, he was very happy and danced with joy. He was so proud that he almost flew into the sky.
"Hahaha, don't worry, just based on your nice clothes, I will find you a good job! Hmm... let me think about it..."
It was already winter, and Jia Huo didn't care about Xiao Yun who was only wearing a thin white shirt. Instead, he murmured, "It seems that the South District is in need of a porter. Why don't you go and get one? There are good jobs in the South District!"
Xiaoyun remained silent.
Of course, Jia Huo regarded this attitude as agreement.
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Winter, South City of Liuquan.
The climate in the south of the Yangtze River is usually warm, and it doesn't often snow in Liuquan, but this year it snowed.
Auspicious snow indicates a good harvest.
The talented men in the south of the Yangtze River hurriedly composed poems and couplets, while the ladies all wore sable fur coats, held small warm stoves, and watched the snow in front of the door to relax.
Although it is a bit cold this winter with the snow, it seems more beautiful than ever.
The snow is more beautiful, the flowers are more beautiful, and people are more beautiful.
The plum blossoms are in bloom, each one exuding fragrance; snowflakes are flying, each piece of crystal light; everything is the same color, snow-white and pure, near and far.
However, no matter how fragrant the plum blossoms are, how can they compare to the virgin fragrance of a waterside girl? No matter how beautiful the snow scene is, how can it compare to the gentle smile of a beauty from the south of the Yangtze River?
But it must be said that no matter how charming a boy or girl, no matter how beautiful a talented man or a beautiful woman, they still need to eat, drink, defecate and urinate.
Of course, you can have sex with "eating and drinking", but you can't have sex with "defecating and urinating".
A talented man can recite poems and compose couplets and laugh heartily while facing the snow-covered sky and the plum blossoms blooming in the cold, drinking fine wine and enjoying delicious food.
But it is difficult for them to compose a poem when they are defecating in the toilet, facing a stomach full of feces and urine flowing together.
This may sound rather insulting, but it is indeed the truth.
No one can deny it.
Talented men and beautiful women naturally cannot deal with dirty things all day long, but someone has to clean up these things.
So Xiaoyun came.
Although Xiaoyun is not a big guy, he is very solid and powerful. Old Gong, who has been in this business for more than ten years, can tell at first glance that he is a good material.
"Xiao Yun, you have to remember that in our line of work, not only do we need great strength, but more importantly, we have to have steady hands!"
While talking to Xiaoyun, Old Gong pushed the manure cart to the door of a wealthy family.
"Do you understand?"
Xiaoyun nodded blankly.
Old Gong sighed secretly and whispered, "This child is obedient, good-looking, and strong, but he is too stupid."
Xiaoyun was about to knock on the door, but Lao Gong quickly stopped him.
Old Gong said slowly, "There is a reason why I am telling you this now. This family is surnamed Liu, and they are the largest and most powerful family in Liuquan City. Don't move around after you go in. Just do what I do and learn from me. Do you understand?"
Xiaoyun looked at the large plaque with "Liu Mansion" hanging above her head and continued to nod.
So Old Gong went forward and knocked on the door with the knocker. The knock was very light, and his voice was not loud: "I'm here to take care of dirty things. Can you open the door?"
Someone from inside immediately opened the door. They were two servants in blue clothes.
"Oh, it's you again, come on, why are you a day late this time?"
Old Gong apologized with a smile, "Haha, a new apprentice came yesterday and I explained some things to him, so I'm a day late. Please don't mind!"
Although it seemed that it was useless for Old Gong to smile at the servants, the servants were very happy with it. They pretended to be magnanimous and said, "It doesn't matter. It's a day later or a day earlier. The bucket can't be filled up anyway!"
"Nonsense, we have to clean up every two days, the rules are the rules, and you two servants are not allowed to talk nonsense!"
Upon hearing this, the servant shrank his head , and the smug look on his face immediately disappeared without a trace.
At this time, the housekeeper of the Liu Mansion happened to walk in.
He scolded the servants, and when he saw Old Gong, he immediately said, "Fortunately it is winter, one or two days is not a big deal. If it were summer, you would have made a big mistake!"
Old Gong quickly bowed and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
Seeing this, Xiao Yun also immediately bowed and imitated him and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"
The housekeeper glanced at Xiaoyun and urged, "Go quickly, go quickly!"
The two of them immediately went into the mansion, and as they walked, Old Gong explained to Xiaoyun.
"Generally speaking, we don't go into other people's houses. They just hand over the buckets themselves and we just take them. But the Liu Mansion is a little special. After all, it's a big family, and no one wants to get involved..."
The two of them lowered their heads while talking as they quickly walked to where they should be.
It was a small gray wooden house in a corner of the compound, with no one around.
As soon as Xiaoyun and Lao Gong entered, they saw more than ten wooden barrels. Except for some paint peeling, the outside of the barrels looked clean and tidy.
Old Gong took off a large, tightly sealed bucket that he had been carrying on his back, walked over, carefully picked up a wooden barrel, and slowly poured the contents of that barrel into the large barrel he was carrying.
"Splash", not much poured out of the wooden barrel, but the smell was very strong, it was all piles of feces!
