Martial Arts Master Travelled to Ancient Time and Farms

In Jingjiao Pavilion, a worker fell down. This was not a big deal.

What's more problematic is that this young worker almost bumped into Cheng Ling just now.

Yao Shouzhong was feeling ashamed because he was not careful enough. At this time, he quickly stepped forward and scolded the little worker: "What are you doing, you are messing around? You can't do even a small thing well. If you do this again, your wages will be deducted later!"

The worker looked to be in his early twenties, with tanned skin and a fishy smell common to fishermen at the seaside.

Hearing Yao Shouzhong's words, he didn't dare to cry out in pain anymore. He just stood up quickly, tremblingly went to pick up the load, packed his things, then quickly walked up to the second floor with a load of broken wood, head tilted.

Such an image of being arrogant, honest in taking scolds, and immersed in doing things made Yao Shouzhong look like the henchman of a bully's family.

Yao Shouzhong immediately sneered. He looked at Cheng Ling and defended himself dryly: "Lang Jun, I'm a kid, I'm a kid... people here are very skinny, and sometimes I can only discipline them harshly."

The implication is that he is explaining to Cheng Ling that he is not actually mean and vicious.

Cheng Ling said: "Master Yao is in charge, so he naturally has a way to control workers. Since I use you, I won't interfere too much with you. Master Yao really doesn't have to worry about this."

Yao Shouzhong breathed a sigh of relief and became even more grateful. He quickly said: "Young gentleman is wise, you are so smart. You must be really messed up! Don't worry, Sir..."

He blew at Cheng Ling dryly, and finally stopped in embarrassment as he was at a loss for words.

Cheng Ling smiled again: "Master Yao, I am not that kind of person who only likes to listen to good things. I work seriously and do practical things. Isn't it much better than making a fuss?"

After saying that, she patted Yao Shouzhong on the shoulder, and after handling some details in Jingjiao Pavilion, she stopped staying and left.

When Cheng Ling left, he looked back at the second floor of Jingqiao Pavilion, either intentionally or unintentionally.

On the second floor of Jingjiao Pavilion, a man was standing by the window, breaking the window lattice and polishing something. Suddenly Cheng Ling turned around and looked like this, which shocked the man.

The man who was polishing the window lattice hurriedly moved his body to the side and back slightly. In the blink of an eye, Cheng Ling had already retracted his gaze and walked away quickly.

It wasn't until Cheng Ling's figure disappeared completely that the man polishing the window lattice breathed out softly, and then continued to work hard.

This person is none other than the worker who delivered the lumber upstairs!

The workers next to him called him "A'an", and someone teased him: "Hey, boy, you have polished that window seven or eight times, and you are still polishing it? Do you think this window lattice is a sedan chair for your little lady?"

An lowered his head and muttered: "When you are in charge of the younger ones, you must polish them..." But the others didn't accept the offer at all.

He was so honest that those who teased him felt bored, so they just "booed". For a while, no one came to talk to An, and the space on the second floor was filled with the sounds of workers immersed in their work.

An only worked for most of the day. In the middle of the afternoon, he went to Yao Shouzhong to ask for leave.

Yao Shouzhong approved it directly. In fact, this A'an only worked most of the day, and he would always leave in the middle of the afternoon.

The main reason why Yao Shouzhong hired him even though he never worked a full day was because this man was very practical in his work. He could do what an ordinary laborer would do in a day in most of a day, and he only needed half a day's wages.

Since this is the case, Yao Shouzhong certainly has no reason not to invite him.

A'an's reason for only working half a day was very good. He explained it on the first day he came here: there was a sick old woman at home with no one to take care of her, and he had to find a way to go back and take care of her early every day.

Yao Shouzhong sympathized with An and sometimes subsidized him privately out of his own pocket.

But today, An almost bumped into Cheng Ling, so Yao Shouzhong stopped giving him the subsidy. He just waved his hand and said, "Go back quickly, finish your work early and have a rest. Come back tomorrow, and don't be as reckless as today."

An bowed his back and gratefully agreed with a lack of words.

After leaving Jingqiao Pavilion, A'an walked towards the south of the city.

His home is located in the south of the city near the Dengying River. This area is also the most chaotic and poorest place in the entire Yongzhou City.

Just because the Dengying River Front Street area turned out to be the largest brothel gathering place in the entire Yongzhou City, the Dengying River Back Street became the most rotten shadow behind this prosperous and glorious place.

A'an pushed the door and walked into a dilapidated room. The room was dimly lit and exuded a coldness that had not seen the sun all year round. A thin old woman curled up on the bed and kept coughing: "Cough cough cough, cough cough." cough……"

One after another, the coughing was not violent, but lingering and lingering, which could make people feel upset.

An called out: "Mom!"

The old woman coughed and said weakly: "A'an... still very low-spirited to go...%￥#@\u0026*..."

What does this say?

If other people were here, they would naturally not be able to understand this passage, but An was able to understand it. Not only could he understand it, he also used the same weird language to talk to the old woman.

This is by no means the dialect of Wei, and certainly not the dialect of Qi.

Qi and Wei had similar territories and shared the same language and culture because of their unification. Therefore, after Cheng Ling and others came to Wei, although they inevitably spoke with a southern accent, they were able to understand the Wei dialect smoothly and communicated with Wei. exchanges between Chinese people.

And it's nothing like this - yes, Cheng Ling didn't actually go far before, she was hiding in the dark, waiting for An to come out so she could follow him.

But I didn't expect that this would be such a big "surprise".

What language A'an and the old woman spoke was not Wei dialect, so what language was it?

Based on all the information he knew before, Cheng Ling made a bold guess in his mind: Is this A'an actually from the Dongsang Islands?

A'an may be from Dongsang!

This guess made Cheng Ling's whole nerves tense. If A'an was really from Dongsang, then why did he come to Jingqiao Pavilion?

Cheng Ling held her breath and listened to the conversation in the room, but she couldn't understand Dong Sang's words...

This is a bit embarrassing.

But although he couldn't understand it, Cheng Ling was able to understand the emotions.

In that dilapidated house, A'an and his mother actually had a depressing dispute.

First, A'an's eyes showed excitement and dissatisfaction, and then A'an's mother said something, and A'an's excited expression seemed to be cut off in the middle.

His whole body slumped and his head hung down.

On the bed, Mrs. A'an, who had been coughing while talking, suddenly grabbed A'an's hand. Her hand was a little strong, and the veins on her hand were exposed by this grasp.

Cheng Ling also noticed that there seemed to be something tattooed on the inside of Mrs. An's wrist.