"Young man, you may be young and strong, but don't try to be too arrogant. Our Golden Scale City is not like your hometown. The winters here are freezing cold and unbearable. Not everyone can endure it."
"For the next month, even the people of Jinlin City won't dare to expose even a single piece of their skin." Old Man Zhong warned Xue Kong.
Xue Kong nodded: "Thank you for the reminder."
"After you clear the snow from the yard, please help me find a map of this area, as large as possible. If you can help me get home, I will reward you handsomely."
Not long after, Ruyi took out a thick cotton coat from the room and handed it to Xue Kong.
She said, "This is what my father wore when he was young. Try it on for size."
Even standing in the snow, Xue Kong still didn't feel cold. He didn't want to wear anything, but then he thought that the people in Jinlin City probably wore a lot of clothes. If he went out wearing such thin clothes, it would inevitably attract attention.
He put on the cotton coat obediently.
The clothes did not fit him well and were quite big. At first glance, Xue Kong seemed to have aged a lot when he put on these old clothes.
He doesn't care.
After helping Mr. Zhong and Ruyi clear the snow in the front and back yards, Mr. Zhong took Xue Kong out.
The temperature in Jinlin City will drop sharply in the next few days.
If you want to leave, you should do it sooner rather than later.
After pushing the gate of the courtyard open with great effort, Xue Kong saw that the ground in front of the gate was also covered with a thick layer of snow, which was as high as his waist.
"Let's go." Old Mr. Zhong took the lead and stepped into the snow, burying his lower body in the snow, using his body to forcibly open a path.
Seeing this scene, Xue Kong opened his mouth, wanting to say something but stopped.
"I'm not that anxious..." He murmured in his heart but didn't say it out loud. Then he followed Mr. Zhong and walked away.
On the street, the people have cleared a path for easy passage.
Mr. Zhong greeted his acquaintances one by one. In the wind and snow, almost everyone kept their heads down, and the snowflakes blew on their faces and penetrated into their clothes, bringing a chill.
It took about a quarter of an hour to walk.
Xue Kong raised his head and looked forward. A magnificent attic appeared in front of Mr. Zhong.
Mr. Zhong paused at the door, shook off the snowflakes accumulated on his body, then exhaled a breath of hot air and entered the attic.
"I've been fishing in Golden Scale City all my life. Although they nicknamed me the Fish King, I've never been anywhere else. I don't have the map you want."
As Old Man Zhong walked forward, he said to Xue Kong, "This Tianxiang Pavilion belongs to the number one merchant in Jinlin City. He has been to many places and is very knowledgeable. He might have the map you need."
"I'll get you a map."
"This..." Xue Kong's heart was filled with gratitude. He never thought that Mr. Zhong would owe others a favor for his sake.
In this world, it is easy to repay debts of money, but it is not easy to repay debts of gratitude.
As soon as they entered Tianxiang Pavilion, four women came to greet them. When they saw that the person outside the door was Mr. Zhong, they all smiled brightly.
The first person, dressed in a red dress, walked gracefully and said with a smile, "Uncle Yu Wang, why have you come to our Tianxiang Pavilion so early in the morning? Is there anything you need?"
"I'm looking for your boss." Mr. Zhong said with a smile.
"The shopkeeper was just talking about you, saying that he would find a day to treat you to a cup of hot tea." The woman in red led Mr. Zhong and turned to walk towards the third floor.
While walking, she glanced at Xue Kong, who was following Mr. Zhong silently, and a smile immediately appeared in her eyes.
He said, "I heard that the old man, the Fish King, rescued a young man from the sea and brought him home. But who is this person?"
"That's right." Mr. Zhong nodded.
The woman in red looked at Xue Kong's appearance. He was not a strong man and his temperament was ordinary, but he was quite handsome. However, in Jinlin City, being handsome was useless. Only those who were strong and able to fish would be noticed and respected.
Therefore, the woman in red only took a glance and then lost interest and looked away.
Xue Kong was unaware of this.
He turned around and looked around at the magnificent attic, secretly comparing it with the exquisite attic in Yinliu City. After careful comparison, he found that the difference was obvious.
"Of course, Silver Willow City is better. After all, our Xue family is there to protect us. Silver Willow City is also a place where cultivators and mortals coexist. It is far from comparable to this mortal city."
Xue Kong was proud in his heart: "Although I have never practiced cultivation, my knowledge is far beyond that of these mortals."
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but raise his head and chest.
"Hey, no wonder it's been freezing these past two days, but I haven't felt cold at all. Could it be that because I've been around my tribe for so long, my body has been affected by the spiritual energy, and my ability to resist the cold has been greatly improved?"
Xue Kong suddenly remembered this matter.
He hadn't thought about this before, but it suddenly occurred to him now.
He didn't understand spiritual practice, but he felt that this was very possible, otherwise he couldn't explain this strange thing.
As he was thinking, the woman in red brought Mr. Zhong to the outside of a room.
The woman in red said loudly, "Boss, the fish king, Mr. Zhong, is here to see you."
squeak.
The door opened quickly, and a middle-aged man with a big belly and luxurious clothes, with a face full of flesh, opened the door with a smile. When he saw that it was indeed Mr. Zhong standing outside the door, his eyes narrowed into slits.
"Oh, it's so cold, why did you come to my house in person? Come in." The shopkeeper grabbed Mr. Zhong's arm with his chubby hands and pulled him into the house.
"Shopkeeper Yang, I came here today to ask for a favor." Old Man Zhong sat down, picked up a cup of hot tea, took a sip, and then spoke.
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