As the days passed, Feilong became an assistant manager under Zhen Mingku, who gave him two copper plates from the ten copper plate wages he received every day, gave him the title of assistant manager, and made him happy like something, maintaining order and working hard.

In addition, he is huge and fat, so Zhen Ming dared to pat his stomach for fun, and the others were just frightened by the fat dragon's angry eyes, stomping their feet, and a burst of fat trembling, and no one dared to provoke easily.

After a long time, some old, weak, sick and disabled people who really needed help gradually gathered in the alley at the back door of the Hongxing Courtyard.

The pretty little girl also went out to inspect the door from time to time, and saw that the door was in order, no longer as chaotic as before, and there were many more people in need of help, she was very happy, and specially let people add an extra bucket of porridge and a bucket of steamed buns every day, and also gave Feilong five copper plates a day for hard work.

The fat dragon worked harder, as if he had become the security administrator of this place.

Zhen Mingku gradually realized that the person Fat Dragon was actually not bad, but in order to survive, he had to take some means to scare people, and as for his bluffing skin, he was completely fat.

"Feilong, where is your hometown?"

"Qizhou Zhangqiu."

"Why did you get to Luoyang?"

"There was a famine in the village, more than 1,000 people in a village, more than 100 people died, there was no way, I had to take the villagers out to beg for a living, I heard that Luoyang is at the foot of the Son of Heaven, and there are good things left over from other people's food, so I brought the villagers here."

"I think there are only a dozen of you, where are the others?"

Feilong showed a sad look on his face, sighed, and said: "When we first came, the people in the city bullied us because we came from other places, and they didn't let us go to the street to beg for food. ”

Zhen Mingku came out of the prison cell, knowing the darkness in it, a village of more than 1,000 people, and now there are more than a dozen of them left, and the hardships and tragedies during the period can be imagined.

"You all have hands and feet, why don't you go find something to do?"

Feilong looked at Zhen Mingquan in surprise, as if he had said something very mentally retarded and idiotic: "Brother Zhen, don't you know the rules in Luoyang City?" Who wants to beg on the streets all day long if they can find a job? There is a lot of hard work to carry at the wharf, but no one introduces, there is no backer, we people from other places, want to grab their jobs, it is difficult to climb to the sky, if I can have such a good skill as your brother Zhen, how can I not mix and eat. ”

"You call me miserable, I should be younger than you, just twenty-four this year."

Fat Long said: "I am twenty years old. ”

Zhen Ming was stunned: "Twenty? How do I see you like thirty. ”

This fat dragon looks old-fashioned and full of vicissitudes, but he didn't expect to be only twenty years old.

The fat dragon laughed, and his voice changed: "Brother Zhen, where did you learn such good kung fu?" Can you teach me? ”

"When I was a child, I learned a little fur from my uncle, and I didn't use it for self-defense, not to mention any kung fu."

"It's not kung fu, a few of us haven't even touched the corners of your clothes."

Zhen Ming smiled bitterly and said: "Actually, it's just some skills to use strength, a fat person like you, rolling over like a ball, I just dodge it, a light flick, you will roll the ball, I didn't hit you at all, it was your own weight that broke you." ”

The fat dragon nodded as if he didn't understand: "I understand, I'm so fat, I definitely won't be able to learn your kung fu." ”

"As long as you have perseverance, anyone can learn, to put it bluntly, you have good physical fitness, flexible hands and feet, plus some skills, when you meet people like you who don't know any skills at all, only know how to do it, don't even want to touch the corners of my clothes, but if you meet a practitioner, I'm afraid that my body can't even carry a trick."

Feilong looked suspicious: "Are there any people you can't beat?" ”

Zhen Ming smiled bitterly and said: "What is my three-legged cat kung fu, my uncle used to be able to clean me up with one finger." ”

"Wow, your uncle is really amazing, when will you take me to meet his old man."

"It's been almost two years, and I still want to see him."

While chatting, a shout came from not far away: "The flower fairies are on a trip!" ”

When the fat dragon heard this sound, he immediately jumped up like an electric shock, and the fat all over his body shook like waves, and he didn't have the clumsiness of a fat man at all, and ran out of the alley without looking back, shouting as he ran:

"Brother Zhen, come on, you won't be able to see it in a while! Flower fairy travel, this is a once-in-a-year opportunity! ”……

Outside the alley, there is a Luoyang Street more than ten meters wide, which is also the place where the front door of the Hongxing Courtyard is facing.

On the bustling Luoyang Street, there is a lot of traffic, farmers carrying burdens to catch the market, scholars and scholars who travel, and women dressed brightly, shoulder to shoulder, bustling.

There are many shops on the street, and there are various food stalls in front of the shops, and business is booming.

Zhen Mingku followed the fat dragon to the mouth of the alley.

The entrance of the alley was already crowded with people, looking intently at the gatehouse dozens of meters in front of them.

It is the main entrance of the Red Apricot Courtyard, and it is also the place that all men dream of entering, and the gatehouse is lit up with lights, and the door is full of colorful flowers.

Under Feilong's introduction, Zhen Mingkucai probably knew some things about Baihualou.

Every year in the Cold Food Festival, the flower fairies will stop meeting guests, also stop going out to perform, take a sedan chair, take a big stroll in Luoyang City, or purchase some favorite rouge gouache, clothes and cloth, or climb high and look far away, worship Buddha and pray to God to make a vow, or visit the lanterns, visit the shops, after a lot of fun, and finally board the building boat of the Luohe River, along the Grand Canal, enjoy the scenery along the way, and relax and relieve boredom.

For the flower fairies in Baihualou, the Cold Food Festival is the most important festival of the year, and before this time, they will dress up beautifully and come out of Baihualou.

The day of the flower fairies' outing, but also the festival of all the men who love beauty in Luoyang City, on this day, all the flower fairies will take a carriage, usually do not have the opportunity to see the fairy of the ordinary people, then they all gather at the door of the red apricot courtyard, waiting for the flower fairies to come out.

More than a dozen extravagant carriages were parked at the gate of the Red Apricot Courtyard.

Next to each carriage, there were eight warriors armed with bright swords, guns, swords, and halberds, mighty and solemn, and the others did not dare to approach easily.

The wheels of the carriage are inlaid with gold and jade, various flowers are tied in front of the horse's head, and the carriage is surrounded by white gauze tents, and people sit inside, and pedestrians outside can see it.

On the side, the fat dragon's mouth frothed and frothed to Zhen Mingku, introducing the flower names and characteristics of the flower fairies, and more than a dozen women with graceful figures and various musical instruments in their arms walked out of the gatehouse of the Hongxing Courtyard and got into the carriage.