He looked at the girl, and standing at the mouth of the alley was the pretty little girl who saw him pitiful a month ago, sent him two more steamed buns, and saved his life.

Obviously, when he had just taught the Fat Dragon group, she had seen it too.

At this time, she was standing at the mouth of the alley with other beggars, like a flower mixed in a pile of cow dung, so distinct, so dazzling.

Her face is still childish, but she is already a very beautiful beauty, and it is not difficult to imagine that she will be a stunning stunner who turns everyone upside down in the future.

The clothes she wore were slightly different from those of other porridge maids, with a pink silk belt tied on her small waist, and a turquoise pendant hanging from her waist, which was a small guqin carved from jade.

Zhen Mingku used to work as a grinder in a jadeite factory, and he could see at a glance that this jadeite was so green that it could almost drip out of water was worth a lot of money, and if it was brought to the auction market in the 21st century, it would at least be worth millions of old pit glass super A goods.

Other maids, whether they are dressed or dressed, are not as fresh and eye-catching as this little maid, and there is no precious jade pendant like her on her waist.

In Zhen Mingku's impression, he has only seen her twice this month, the first time was when he was beaten by a group of people, and today is the second time, usually she doesn't seem to come out every day to make porridge for these beggars.

He doesn't have to guess that he knows that this little girl's identity is very noble.

"My name is Zhen Mingku."

The little girl was stunned for a moment when she heard this, then covered her mouth and giggled, and the laughter was as pleasant as a pearl falling on a jade plate.

Zhen Mingku was a little helpless, and it was not the first time that his name had been laughed at.

The little girl stopped laughing for a while, blinked at him with a pair of innocent and cute big eyes and asked, "Can you do me a favor?" ”

Zhen Ming smiled bitterly and asked, "What's the hurry?" ”

"Will you come here every day to maintain order? My sister said that if there is a fight at the door in the future, you will stop giving them porridge, if you are here, they will not dare to make trouble, I have always seen them bully, and you are the first to be able to drive them away. ”

"This ......" Zhen Ming was embarrassed.

The pretty little girl hurriedly said: "I won't let you help in vain, in the future, I will give you ten copper plates, two bowls of porridge and four steamed buns every day, as long as you come over to maintain order when you are putting food and don't let people make trouble." ”

Ten copper plates can already buy ten meat buns, Zhen Mingku turned his head and showed a bright smile on his face: "I can try." ”

……

In this way, Zhen Mingku got his first job in this era, an order maintainer, and also a security guard in this era.

can have an income of ten copper plates a day, and at least food and clothing can be solved, and there is no need to beg around like them.

Since the fat dragon was planted in Zhen Mingku's hands, instead of avoiding Zhen Mingku, he came to get close every day, plus he spoke quite well, and he didn't show any traces of his fart, Zhen Mingku was also worried that there was no one who was familiar with the city to guide him.

From the mouth of this fat dragon, Zhen Mingku knew that this era was the ninth year of the Great Cause, the dynasty when Emperor Yang of Sui was in power, and the place where he was located was Luoyang, the famous capital of the ages, his historical knowledge was almost blank, except that he knew that Emperor Yang of Sui was a famous tyrant in the history of the Sui Dynasty, and he knew nothing else except that he was a poor and extravagant son who wanted to send away the country.

Since Zhen Mingku was the administrator of this order, coupled with the fact that the original fellows who cut into the queue and Feilong kept the rules, and they also became the people around Zhen Mingku, the team did not have the previous chaos, and few people dared to cut the queue.

Although there are many people, there are no people who cut the queue and receive it repeatedly, but the porridge is enough to be sent, as long as you line up and wait patiently, there is basically no one who can't drink porridge.

On this day, Feilong learned from Zhen Mingku's appearance, squatting by the wall and eating the steamed buns he had just received, basking in the sun, and watching the refugees and beggars who were queuing up to receive porridge with Zhen Mingku.

Zhen Mingku was drinking porridge and eating a lot, looking at the back door of the Hongxing Courtyard, and suddenly asked, "Who is that little girl?" ”

The fat dragon was chewing buns in his mouth, and when he heard this, he raised his head and looked at his gaze, only to see the pretty little girl who had just walked out of the door and gave Zhen Mingku the job of assistant manager a few days ago, and suddenly said: "She, her name is Miaoyu, the maid of the peony fairy, although she is just a little maid, but what she said, the people in the courtyard did not dare not listen." ”

"Peony fairy?"

"It's the great benevolent person who sends us porridge every day, the Oiran of Baihualou, the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, proficient in everything, especially her piano sound, I heard that even the deaf can open their ears, how many dignitaries and nobles have squeezed their heads, and they can't get it if they want to see her play the piano, it's really a stunning beauty in the sky and on the earth."

Although this fat dragon is a beggar, his conversation is not as vulgar as that of other beggars, and occasionally there are witty sentences, which are quite interesting.

Zhen Mingku was interested by him and asked, "Oh? What's the rule? ”

"You can't imagine what I said, in a few days it will be the Cold Food Festival, and the flower fairies of Baihualou will take a boat to swim in the rivers and lakes, and you will be able to see her when the time comes.

"Sounds like a noble status."

"Of course, a flower fairy like her, but she has an official rank and a dignified official position, although she is a loose official and has no real power, but the dignity of her status is not comparable to other women."

This fat dragon has the potential to be a paparazzi, and when it comes to the matter of Baihualou, he gushes endlessly: "But not all Oiran can get ahead, sometimes the end is not as good as an ordinary woman, there was a Baihualou Oiran before, deeply favored, I don't know what big people offended, and was sent to the lower garden, I still remember the lively scene of the Red Apricot Courtyard, which was called a doorway, and the threshold was almost broken by those rich swingers, and they did not hesitate to go bankrupt, Just to sleep with the Oiran of the Hundred Flower Building. ”

This man can still listen to what he said in the previous paragraph, but he broke the success in the last sentence.

Zhen Mingku was a little helpless and asked, "What is Xia Yuan?" ”

"You don't even know about the lower garden?" Feilong looked surprised, and then smiled strangely and leaned into Zhen Mingku's ear and whispered a few words, Zhen Mingku's face showed a sudden look.

The fat dragon sighed: "Hey, it's a pity that the Oiran was infected with some disease a few years ago, and within a few years, he couldn't bear the torture and hanged himself......"

The fat dragon gushed all kinds of fragrant and bizarre stories that happened in this red wall, Zhen Mingku listened quietly on the side, and looked back at the tall buildings in the high wall of the alley from time to time, thoughtfully.