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Chapter 213: Deceiving the Cultivator

No wonder Li Banfeng felt that this man was friendly.

No wonder Li Banfeng felt that the whole village was very friendly.

Tiemenbao is a gathering place for home repairmen.

Li Banfeng couldn't quite figure out how this gathering place came about.

The home cultivators are unwilling to contact others, and the word "gathering" is extremely difficult for them.

Moreover, the house repairmen all have fixed houses and it is impossible for them to move easily. It is simply unimaginable to let them live together.

It does exist in Tiemenbao, and there are quite a few people living here. Li Banfeng looked around and saw houses next to each other with no end in sight.

A quarrel interrupted Li Banfeng's thoughts.

A young woman came out to buy rice and rummaged through the rice bag and found a lot of sand.

The woman questioned the old man driving the donkey cart: "Every time I buy rice from you, there is sand, and the sand is getting more and more. You are too outrageous."

The old man snorted coldly and said, "It is common for grain to be transported from far away and be covered with mud and sand, isn't it?

You are so delicate, don't eat rice, eat meat every day, there is no sand in meat."

The old man was shameless and unreasonable, but the woman did not argue with him and left with her head down.

It seems that Zhai Xiu is not good at arguing, so just grit your teeth and forget about buying his product.

But would it be better to buy someone else's?

All the same.

There was also a man selling grain on a cart in the fort, and there were some things mixed into the rice and flour.

Moreover, their food prices are very high. In Puro Province, because of the existence of farming and cultivation, food has always been cheap. Even in Green Water City, a pound of rice is only around one dollar and eighty cents.

But here it is sold for two dollars and fifty cents.

Not only rice, but other things are also sold.

Some sell cotton, some sell cloth, some sell rouge, some sell books and newspapers, some sell paper, pens and stationery, and some sell daily necessities.

There are also people who come to the house to cut hair. They don't go into the house, but sit at the door. The house cultivators bring their own small stools and sit at the door. The barber wraps himself with a large cloth and starts shaving. After the shaving, the barber charges the money, but doesn't wash the hair. The house cultivators go home to deal with whatever they want.

There are also people who come to collect toilets at your door. They collect last night’s toilet and replace it with a clean one. They charge you for each replacement.

All are door-to-door services.

These people cannot go out, how do they make a living?

Li Banfeng soon discovered something.

These vendors who come to Tiemenbao not only sell goods, but also receive goods.

The middle-aged woman who sold cloth had collected a lot of ready-made clothes and embroidery, and her craftsmanship was quite good.

The man selling groceries collected a lot of pottery and porcelain, all of which were very finely crafted.

There was a home repairman who was very good at making cigarette pipes. Several vendors would wait in front of his house to pick up the goods, and his business was quite prosperous.

The vendor selling books and newspapers had a good eye. He collected paintings and brought in more than a dozen of them, all of which were very finely crafted.

This means one thing, that the cultivation level of these home cultivators who sell paintings is likely to have reached the fourth level.

Influenced by the technique, the painting skills of the fourth-floor house repairmen must be very exquisite. Of course, there are exceptions. Li Banfeng's painting skills are slightly worse...

Before he knew it, Li Banfeng had been wandering in Tiemenbao for more than an hour and he was reluctant to leave.

Tiemenbao is a place that makes Li Banfeng feel very comfortable, an indescribable comfort.

Of course, there were also things that he couldn't stand. The vendors who came here to do business sold their goods at prices much higher than the market price, and the price they paid for the goods was much lower than the market price.

This results in very meager profits for home repairmen.

Of course, it is reasonable to make a little more profit from the price difference when the business comes to your door, but Li Banfeng thinks that things like adding sand into the grain are too much.

He wanted to teach these grain sellers a lesson when he suddenly heard a shout from behind.

"Oops~"

A girl fell to the ground, with flowers and a cane scattered around her.

This is not an ordinary walking stick, but a bamboo cane used by the blind to find their way. Old Mrs. Wu from the welfare home had poor eyesight and she used this thing in her later years.

This girl is blind and should be a florist.

Judging from the situation, someone had just knocked her down, and the flowers were scattered everywhere.

Who knocked her down?

Li Banfeng looked up and found that he actually knew the young man who had shown him the way.

The man sold two paintings and was chasing the cloth seller to buy some cloth when he accidentally knocked the girl down.

"My flowers..." The girl groped around on the ground, her hands stained with blood.

The young man hurriedly helped the girl pick up the flowers, his face covered with sweat.

Zhai Xiu is afraid of trouble, but he is more afraid of causing trouble to others.

Zhai Xiu is afraid of being hurt by others, but he is more afraid of accidentally hurting others.

Especially for such a poor girl.

The flowers scattered on the ground, some were covered with mud, some had broken stems, and some had lost their leaves.

The young man picked up the flowers one by one, put them in the girl's hands, and kept apologizing to her.

"It's okay, it's okay..." The girl wiped the tears from her face, struggled to stand up, limped, and continued selling flowers.

"Buy flowers, who wants to buy flowers~"

Just these two shouts, with their weakness, sadness, and trembling in tears, directly made the young man collapse.

"Girl, wait a moment, I want to buy some flowers." The young man chased after her.

"How much do you want to buy..." the girl asked timidly.

“I bought them all!”

The girl had more than a hundred flowers of all sizes on her body, and he bought them all.

Some spent three yuan, some spent five yuan, and some spent several hundred yuan, and that was gone.

He had just sold paintings and made a few hundred dollars, but he lost it all.

It would be a lie to say that I didn’t feel sad. The young man’s cheeks were trembling.

But he still paid the money, otherwise he wouldn't be able to get over the hurdle in his heart.

The girl took the money and a smile appeared on her face. There seemed to be some spirit in her dull eyes.

"Thank you, brother. You are a good man."

The young man shook his head and said, "I... walk slowly and be careful on the road."

The girl took the blind man's bamboo, poked and tapped along the way, and walked away.

The young man stood behind her, looking out, until the girl's back completely disappeared. Then he returned home with the flowers in his hands.

What a romantic encounter.

But Li Banfeng didn't think it was romantic at all.

He noticed only three things.

First, most of the flowers sold by this girl are wild flowers commonly seen on the roadside. Li Banfeng is a travel scholar and is familiar with this kind of flowers. He just finds a piece of grass, picks a bunch of them, and sells them at such a high price. It is really not fair.

Second, the girl’s flowers were not broken by the fall. Many of her flowers were originally broken. The young man’s attention was focused on the girl and he did not notice the problem with the flowers, but Li Banfeng noticed it.

Third, this girl does not know how to use the blind man's bamboo. When Li Banfeng was taking care of Mrs. Wu, he paid special attention to the use of the blind man's bamboo. The blind man's bamboo was used to sweep left and right to explore the way, not just to poke blindly like she did.

Li Banfeng frowned slightly. A woman selling groceries beside him laughed and said, "You can see that this person is fake, you little bitch. You have to learn this instead of other things in your prime years."

Li Banfeng looked at the woman and asked, "Do you recognize her?"

The woman nodded and said, "This bitch is called Sui Donglan. She has been educated and knows how to read. It is said that she used to have a job in the city.

But later he became addicted to gambling and lost all his belongings on the gambling table. He was also in debt and ran to Tiemenbao to avoid debt and cheat people out of money.

Today she is a flower girl, cheating this ignorant boy, tomorrow she pretends to be a beggar, cheating that kind-hearted man,

Yesterday she dressed up seductively and said she was a prostitute. An old bachelor was deceived by her and gave her nearly 10,000 yuan, but he didn't even touch her hand. How shameless can she be?"

Li Banfeng nodded slightly and said, "It's shameless."

A man selling cigarettes nearby snorted and said, "Zhou Yu fights Huang Gai, one is willing to fight, the other is willing to be beaten. Who made these guys so easy to cheat?"

The woman didn't like to hear this: "What do you mean by easy to deceive? They just don't have bad intentions! If we really talk about fighting ability, how many Taoist sects can beat them?

This is right in front of someone's house. If they really want to do something bad, how can the liar get away?"

The man shook his head and said, "How could they have the intention to do something dirty?"

"Of course not. How did that group of cheaters die before? Have you forgotten how it happened?"

The man lit a cigarette and said, "That group of people cheated Xiu Tai