The man felt he had met quite a few people.
People of high rank and power, fools, and people from the lower and middle classes—although his family only did a simple grain and oil business, it was precisely because of this kind of business that he encountered all sorts of people.
But I have never seen anything like the Lu Fu Tu.
If it were poison, the child in front of me would be laughing as he poisons someone to death.
If it were truly an effective medicine, it would be worth a fortune; how could such a medicine be given to a beggar on the street?
I don't understand! He's probably just selling fake medicine!
Looking at Lu Futu's fair and delicate face, the man felt a little uncomfortable. Such a good-looking child, why couldn't he do something right, instead he was selling fake medicine.
"Little guy, stop selling fake medicine. My family runs a small business; how about helping out?"
If a child is good-looking, and you put him in a grain and oil store, I bet a lot of people will go in and touch him.
When I grow up, I can stay with him as a helper and never have to worry about food or drink for the rest of my life.
As the man thought this, a feeling arose in his mind: what a good person I am! I can't help but want to correct any swindlers I encounter on the street.
A short while later, the sleeping beggar opened his eyes.
He didn't pay attention to the two people standing next to him.
They've already become beggars, what's there to care about?
There's no point in caring.
He frowned and pinched his back. Everyone experiences feeling a little off when they wake up in the morning, and no one really thinks that feeling is a real problem.
But that feeling of need was too strong.
I couldn't resist giving it a pinch.
The intense feeling still wouldn't disappear.
He glanced at the beggar sleeping beside him, then poked the other person awake and took out a dirty steamed bun from his pocket to give to him.
After the man ate the steamed bun, his clothes were pulled down. Although they were both men, it was good enough that this kind of thing could be resolved at all; there was no need to fantasize about women.
The two beggars embraced for a long time before stopping. Lu Futu watched without changing his expression.
He had seen even more bizarre scenes in his dreams, and what he saw before him no longer stirred any emotion in him.
The man who came out of the brothel, after watching this long-running spectacle, had a face that turned pale and then red. His name was Chen Jing, and he was a regular at the brothel. He had seen all sorts of people, but these two dirty beggars looked nauseating to him.
He glanced at the pagoda every now and then, wondering about its origins. He felt it wasn't appropriate for a child to witness such a scene, but the child acted as if it were a trivial matter. He stopped speculating about the child's background, stared at the beggar who was still savoring the moment, and swallowed hard: "What kind of medicine is that? The effect is too strong. Generally speaking, the stronger the effect, the greater the negative impact on the body."
“If you doubt the efficacy of the medicine, you can take this beggar home and care for him for a few days to see if there are any changes.” Lu Futu puffed out his chest, very confident in the medicinal herbs he had concocted.
This was made by Doctor Liu.
In his dream, the senile old emperor seemed to eat this stuff. If it really was bad for his health, who would dare to give it to the emperor?
The man, as if possessed by a ghost, spent a huge sum of money to buy all the medicine from the Buddha.
He frequented brothels, where the drinks and food were often unsanitary. A simple meal there could easily make him restless and impulsive, leading him to spend a fortune.
Food from brothels is edible, but food from outside looks better, if... hehe!
I glanced at the beggar on the street, who closed his eyes again after a moment of satisfaction.
The man thought for a moment, then took the beggar back with him. He had quite a few of these black pills; if the beggar recovered after taking them a few more times, then…
With money in hand, Lu Futu prepared to rent a courtyard.
He's a five-year-old child, going to rent a place alone; he'll definitely be looked down upon.
Being too young is really not good.
At this moment, Lu Futu is very eager to grow up.
It will be much easier to do anything once you grow up.
Touching the shadow of his purse, Lu Futu stood in the market, hesitating for a long time, before walking up to a burly young man selling himself.
The boy was about thirteen or fourteen years old, very tall and strong. He was even more robust than several of the blacksmith Zhang's sons from the same village, and he spoke in a deep, booming voice. He only needed two taels of silver to sell himself into servitude.
Lu Futu touched his purse and bought the person.
This kind of clearly marked price suits him particularly well. Moreover, he had seen this young man in his dream. In the future, he would be a member of the Northern Protectorate Army named Chang Dali, who was very famous in the army because of his immense strength and bravery in battle.
Of course, such people also have obvious flaws: they are not very bright, but they are extremely loyal.
He eats a lot, which is especially suitable for the army. He could probably handle other slaves as well, but it would take some effort. But Chang Dali is different. As long as you feed him, he will treat you like his own father.
Lu Futu took out two taels of silver, squatted down, and handed it to Chang Dali.
Chang Dali asked, "Can you feed me until I'm full?"
"Sure!" Lu Futu was very confident in the medicine he sold. In exchange, he'd get rice to feed Chang Dali—a piece of cake.
Chang Dali immediately handed the silver in his hand, the so-called money for selling himself, to a man behind him: "I'm leaving! Take good care of Mother."
After saying that, he looked down at Lu Futu.
Lu Futu first led Chang Dali to a nearby small, hole-in-the-wall restaurant.
Chang Dali ordered three large bowls of rice, three bowls of noodles, a plate of braised beef, and a plate of peanuts, and slurped them all down by himself.
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