For dinner, twenty-seven washed the dishes again.
Of course Ruan Qing pretended to give in again. But Twenty-Seven has already seen that this woman Ruan Qing... she actually has no fingers in the spring water.
Twenty-seven thinks this is nothing.
If he were still in Damu, after he washed his hands in the golden basin and returned to the bustling city with his rich savings, he would naturally have servants and maids at home. By then, his wife would have been able to wear gold and silver and keep her ten fingers as delicate as green onions.
But now that he doesn't have the financial conditions, he has no choice but to do what he can and take care of the housework himself.
At least this is not completely free of charge.
Ruan Qing has been running outside all day today and has to work when he comes back.
Twenty-seven finished cleaning the kitchen and glanced at the door of the study: "Do you still have to do something tonight?"
Ruan Qing said: "The project I'm working on is finishing up. You don't have to worry about me, I'll leave the notebook for you to use."
Although I think the possibility of wearing it back is almost zero, but what if there is really an "in case"? What if he really has a chance to travel back in time and masters the precise formula of black powder
Maybe it’s because everyone has different concepts of time.
Hearing with bated breath, there was no sound inside, but Twenty-seven got up in the dark.
I took off my home clothes in the dim light - of course I had to wear black when traveling at night.
"Okay." Ruan Qing could only say, "Good night then."
It’s easier to cover up, with a mask.
Ruan Qing stood nearby and ate two snacks, then went back to the study to continue working.
Twenty-seven had already watched the TV series yesterday, and had seen real people acting, which was almost like an actor on stage. But cartoons were new to him.
Twenty-seven hesitated again for no reason. I obviously didn't feel anything when wearing it before, but now I'm always worried about it.
Around 9:10, she was hungry.
Ruan Qing tore open the snack, put a piece into his mouth and refused, standing aside for a while to watch.
"I'm not in a hurry," he said. "I've only been here for two days. Why are you in a hurry?"
During the day, there is a way to explore the road during the day, and at night, there is a way to check out the points at night.
But he was living under someone else's roof and had so many clothes that looked new. Naturally, he couldn't ask Ruan Qing to buy him new clothes. He could only sigh and change into them.
Suddenly Ruan Qing came out of the study, went to the bathroom, took a can of Coke from the refrigerator, and a pack of snacks from the sideboard.
Ruan Qing finished his work and said hello to Twenty-Seven: "Go to bed early, don't you all sleep at sunset?"
Twenty-seven didn't feel anxious at all.
His night clothes were long-sleeved and long trousers, and wearing them in this temperature might give him heatstroke. Fortunately, he had already taken out a pair of black short-sleeved shorts from the storage box and prepared them.
Holding these things in her arms, she came over and asked, "What are you looking at?"
If you wear it all, you will be bumped into and difficult to identify.
He took out a hat with a brim like a duck's beak and put it on his head, tucking his long hair in. He had noticed that this long hair made him more conspicuous than others, so he hid it.
She comforted him: "You're new here, don't be anxious, learn to adapt slowly. The project I'm working on is almost finished. The hard decoration is finished, and the soft decoration is still on site. I have to go there all the time in the past two days." When I finish my work for a while, and you have learned almost enough, we will study how to solve your identity."
In fact, Twenty-Seven quite likes watching videos, especially the popular science videos on natural science. Those historical documentaries are performed by real people, but most of the popular science videos are cartoons.
But for ancient people, carriages and horses were slow, and it would take three or four days to go to a town a hundred miles away. There is no communication equipment and things are done slowly.
Twenty-seven was opening the sofa bed, listening to her drawing a pie for him with a smile.
Twenty-seven turned around and said, "A woman drove a car made by her husband for a hundred miles. She said it was the first time a car had traveled such a distance. The appearance of this car was also different from the current one."
You still have to find ways to make money.
The little figures drawn can move and talk.
Twenty-seven raised his eyes and glanced at the clock on the wall - Ruan Qing always used every detail to give him common knowledge about science and life. He can now read the clock.
Twenty-seven is remembered in my heart
Modern people go on business trips to places thousands of miles away, which only takes two or three days. If the matter is urgent, it is not impossible to get it back and forth within 24 hours.
But she didn’t download any popular science about gunpowder.
No, no, no, that won't work.
Although it is not known whether the Mu Dynasty produced an ancient version of gunpowder, the precise and optimal ratio of black gunpowder was determined relatively late.
So Ruan Qing worked in the study, and Twenty-Qi continued to watch those popular science videos in the living room.
She also promised: "When you have an identity, I will take you by plane and high-speed rail. I tell you, a thousand miles are made every day, really!"
Ruan Qing once dreamed of traveling through time, and memorized 2:3:15, thinking about changing the world. But people have double standards. Are people who don’t have double standards still human? Ruan Qingzhi can only accept that he or other modern people can master this knowledge and travel back to ancient times. He cannot accept that ancient people, well, mainly twenty-seven, can master this knowledge.
The short popular science videos she found were quite interesting, narrating major technological breakthroughs or inventions in history in a story-telling way. Just like what I saw before twenty-seven, boiling water and flying kites.
But suddenly I remembered that these clothes... were all Zhao Hao's old clothes.
Ruan Qing had been busy all day, and when it was time to go to bed, he lay down and fell asleep quickly.
He watched with great interest.
Twenty-seven did not take the main entrance. The movement of the door lock and door was too loud, for fear of waking up Ruan Qing. He walked out of the living room and onto the balcony.
Looking down, the height of the 16th floor is like a cliff. Looking left and right, he had observed during the day that one side of the balcony was the window of Ruan Qing's bedroom, and the other side could be the window of the elevator room.
In the night, the figure wearing black clothes and black trousers on the balcony suddenly disappeared...
Ruan Qing had a good sleep, and when she woke up, she felt a sense of expectation in her heart.
Walking out of the bedroom, sure enough, the sofa bed in the living room has been put away, and the windows everywhere are bright and clean.
It looks so comfortable.
Twenty-seven leaned out from the kitchen and looked again: "Are you up? Go wash up, breakfast will be ready soon."
Immediately closed the kitchen door.
Ruan Qing obediently went to wash her face and brush her teeth while thinking, why did life suddenly become so beautiful
I used to think that in order to observe and raise ancient people up close, I would have to put in a lot of hard work, but it turned out that was not the case? When she sat at the dining table and the fragrant egg noodles were served, she had a subtle feeling in her heart.
The egg noodles were refreshing and refreshing. It felt very good for the stomach and intestines in the morning. The soup was also very flavorful. Ruan Qing drank all the soup.
Smashing her mouth, she suddenly came back to her senses: This was simply the ancients raising her.
Twenty-seven said: "Do you have a whetstone at home? The knife is not too sharp. If not, there is one nearby. I will buy it."
"No, I'll buy it online." Ruan Qing opened the takeout app, "By the way, what ingredients are needed to make soup? I'll place an order together."
Twenty-seven said a few things, big bones and the like.
Ruan Qing called him over: "I'll teach you how to order takeout."
Twenty-seven learned how to use a food delivery app and lamented: "Having it delivered to your door like this doesn't make people lazy."
"Yeah, I don't even go to the supermarket now." Ruan Qing changed shoes at the door, "I took you there that day just to show you the supermarkets and shopping malls. Who would be willing to carry a big bag of things by themselves when they are delivered to your door? Go home."
"I'm leaving. You don't have to cook for yourself. If you don't want to, just order takeout."
"The supermarket will start delivering at 8:30, and it will be delivered at early 9 o'clock. You can just open the door then."
Ruan Qing explained it, and Twenty-Seven said, "Don't worry."
Ruan Qing looked at him again before leaving.
When we got there, the foreman said, "Miss Ruan has been looking very good these past two days."
"Hey, is there any?" Ruan Qing touched his face.
"Yes, yes." The foreman said with a smile, "You can see that life is comfortable."
Ruan Qing was thoughtful.
Just like Ruan Qing said, the supermarket delivered the items at early 9 o'clock and picked them up on the 27th. I deeply feel the convenience of today's life.
I saw that the delivery person was wearing different clothes than the takeaway people, so I asked, and the guy said, "We are self-delivered by the supermarket. I work for the supermarket."
Twenty-seven now really wants to find a job to change the current situation of being a soft-boiled person. He asked one more question, and the result was as expected, just like before - he had to apply for the job with his ID card.
Twenty-seven was unwilling to give in and asked one more question: "What should I do if I don't have an ID card?" The younger brother said matter-of-factly: "What can I do? It can't be done. If you lose your ID card, go get a replacement as soon as possible."
Twenty-seven put all the vegetables and meat in the refrigerator, took the knife sharpener Ruan Qing bought, read the instructions carefully, took the knives to the dining table, and watched the video while sharpening the knives. After watching the video all morning, I learned a lot and polished all the knives at home to be extremely sharp.
By noon, he really didn't want to cook anymore.
It's not that he's too lazy to order takeout, he still wants to go out and walk around more.
I still wore a mask when I went out, because it was daytime and I didn’t need to cover my whereabouts, so I didn’t wear a hat.
If you cover your face and wear a hat in broad daylight, you will attract attention.
I had lunch at a small restaurant near the community and learned to order on my mobile phone with the help of the waiter. After dinner, I continued to wander around the neighborhood and suddenly saw a group of people arguing on the street.
A group of uniformed men forced a vendor's vehicle into the back of a car and drove it away.
The vendors were a couple, and the man jumped around and scolded them. The woman kept urging him and took him to the shade of the tree.
After the crowd had dispersed, Twenty-seven walked over calmly, and the man was sitting on the edge of the flower bed by the roadside, still cursing.
Twenty-seven sat over and said, "Brother."
The vendor turned his head in surprise.
Twenty-seven said: "I saw it all, calm down."
The hawker said bitterly: "It can't be eliminated, they are a bunch of bastards!"
Twenty-seven left the original world and the control of the Palace of Hell, and originally wanted to live a good life as a good citizen in the future.
But a penny is too much for a heroic man. If he wants to get rid of the life of Ruan Qing, he must find a way to make money. But without an identity, he can't make serious hard-earned money.
After much deliberation, the only option was to return to my old profession.
"Yes, it's really hateful." After scolding the hawker for a while, Twenty-Seven began to promote business, "I specialize in helping people avenge their grudges. I haven't opened yet this month, so I'll give you a discount. I'll give you a discount on those people just now, 1,000 yuan each. Head."
"..." Vendor, "Huh?"
The woman asked: "What head?"
"Human heads." Twenty-seven said seriously, "These court hawks who oppress good people are the most hateful. They kill those who have no injustice."
He looked at the two couples who kept blinking, and was vaguely worried that he might have quoted too high a price.
In fact, it is already very low. He walked around the supermarket and already knew the prices here very well. If he hadn't been so desperate and eager to make quick money, he wouldn't have been able to accept such a small order.
He is a gold medal killer, just like Ruan Qing, he does high-end orders.
But the couple in front of them really didn't look like rich people.
"It doesn't matter, I'll get rid of the harm for the people, and I can give you another discount." Twenty-seven thought about opening the business to seek auspiciousness, "Each head is 800. You tell me where they live, and I will show you the heads tonight."
The hawker couple stared at this mysterious person who approached them with wide eyes: "..."
The woman nervously poked her husband.
The old couple had a tacit understanding, and the hawker pulled his wife to stand up and left without saying a word.
Going faster and faster.
"Come on, hurry up. Stay away from him."
"Shh, keep your voice down, don't irritate him."
The two of them walked away in a panic, holding hands, looking back warily as they walked - we had seen a lot of crazy people murdering people on the street in the social news. This long-haired man is obviously violent, so stay away from him.
Seeing that the lunatic didn't catch up, the woman felt relieved and nagged to the man: "I told you before, it's better to apply for a health certificate and a business license. It's impossible to operate without a license..."
"You are just stingy and unwilling to spend money." "Now you have to pay a fine."
Watching the potential customer slip away, Twenty-Seven sat on the flower bed and rubbed his chin.
It should be that the customer made the wrong choice. He doesn't look like a wealthy person. He may not be so decisive about things like revenge and murder.
It's not like a wealthy businessman directly offering a reward: "Whoever kills XX for me will be rewarded XX gold."
Of course, you may just be reluctant to spend money.
Twenty-seven continued to slip away.
His hard work paid off, and he encountered a pair of fighting men again. Two men and one woman.
Twenty-seven watched for a while and understood that it was related to women, the ex-husband and the second husband! interesting.
The two men were beaten to a bloody head, and were finally pulled apart. The husband left with the woman, but the ex-husband was still there, saying harsh words: "Next time I see you, I will twist your head off!"
The ex-husband took out a tissue and wiped the blood on his face, then cursed and left the scene.
If there is no excitement to watch, the melon-eating crowd will disperse.
Twenty-seven followed quietly.
He stopped the ex-husband in the parking lot.
He had just observed that his ex-husband was wearing a big gold chain around his neck, a string of strings on his wrists, and his belly was protruding. He could tell at a glance that he was a hundred times richer than the hawker couple just now.
"How can the hatred of seizing your wife be let go so easily?" The former gold-medal killer approached the gold-chained ex-husband with full force, "Ten thousand yuan, no bargaining, I will let you see his head tonight."
Don't quote money too cheaply to rich people, otherwise they will think you are a third-rate killer who lives in the world.
The ex-husband with the big gold chain was still holding a bloody tissue in his hand, staring at the gold medal killer: "..."
This kind of love killing sometimes has some strange additional requirements, which I took over before twenty-seven. He thought for a while and said, "If I want to cut off his crotch, I'll add another two thousand yuan."
Gold chain: "..."
"I'm sick!" Jin Lianzi dropped the tissue and ran straight to his car quickly.
Who is not afraid of neurosis? After all, if a lunatic kills someone, the law won't punish him.
Twenty-seven watched this potential big customer hurriedly get into the car, nervously locked the car door immediately, drove away in a hurry.
Twenty-seven is a little depressed.
But as a killer, he is really not good at promoting business.
There is a special person in the art industry, and he is only responsible for killing people. In the Palace of Hell, one person and others are responsible for taking on business matters. And in fact, most of the business doesn't require them to find it. Others come to them with gold and silver in their hands.
Twenty-seven had always felt that he would be able to live a good life after leaving the Palace of Hell.
Now I'm suddenly not so sure.
Money is so hard to make!
If Ruan Qing knew about this situation, he could probably explain it to him using modern concepts: People, when they rely on a platform, they feel that they are awesome. Only when they really leave the platform do they realize that they are nothing.
Ruan Qing is now particularly looking forward to "going home".
She parked her car in the basement and while waiting for the elevator, she thought, what does her home look like now? What is Twenty-seven doing
The cleaning aunts from two properties were sitting on the ground to rest under the wall next to the elevator in the basement. One aunt cursed angrily: "Who is so wicked that he steals mops? How can he be so short-sighted when he lives in such a good house? Everyone drives so well. My car needs a mop?"
This aunt seemed to have been fined for losing the mop. Another aunt was comforting her and raised her head and said to Ruan Qing: "You think so? Who living in this community is short of money? Why are you stealing our things?" .
"Maybe..." Ruan Qing guessed irresponsibly, "You just have that kind of kleptomania? It has nothing to do with your economic level."
The aunt who was so angry that she was fined for throwing something away scolded her again.
Ruan Qing was very afraid of such an aunt-level figure, so when the elevator came, she hurried up.
When I got home, I still saw a clean and tidy room. Even the washed and dried clothes were folded and placed on the sofa.
Of course, twenty-seven would not say that he had searched Ruan Qing's room on the first day, and acted like a gentleman and said, "I can't enter your room, so I left it here."
What a gentleman! Ancient men were too gentlemen!
The aroma of bone soup still lingers in the kitchen.
Ruan Qing felt that he had found a treasure.
After thinking about it for a day, she finally made a decision and asked Twenty-Seven: "Before you solve the identity problem, are you willing to be employed by me?"
(End of chapter)