Start with a red name

Chapter 40 Weird Mother and Son
I thought it was just a simple formality, to take a look at the new changes in the market and see if there were any opportunities to make a fortune.

But he didn't expect that as soon as he took the bronze order, he would gain a little good luck.

Such a change was completely unexpected by Geng Xuan.

"White luck? What the hell?"

Geng Xuan immediately began to have such doubts in his mind.

Just as Geng Xuan had this thought in his mind, a piece of information emerged in his mind.

【The host has fallen into the dust net, and his luck is in vain. 】

Geng Xuan was stunned and thought, "What does that mean?"

But no new information emerged.

After that, Geng Xuan made many more attempts but failed to get any more information. It seemed that all the explanations for this "Bai Yun" were contained in these nine short words.

"What's the use of Bai Yun?" Geng Xuan thought to himself.

[You can follow the path of good fortune, but you can also suffer from bad luck. ]

Geng Xuan tried several more times, and the response he got was always the same, which made him seem a little confused.

However, Geng Xuan pondered these two sentences over and over in his mind and finally came to some understanding of his own.

Geng Xuan vaguely had a feeling that compared with red luck, white luck and black luck were closer.

Although he could not accurately explain what "white luck" was at this moment, he roughly understood that white luck, like black luck, was an attribute that everyone was born with.

The "flint bead" embedded deeply in the skull simply quantified the data and presented it in front of him.

In essence, it is similar to quantifying a person's life span, weight, height and other attribute data.

It’s just that the two attributes of black luck and white luck are a little too special.

Compared with these two, the red luck that is of the greatest help to him at present is more like some kind of special trophy, which is the "gold coins" that exploded from the red-named people he eliminated.

There were waves in his heart that no one knew about, but Geng Xuan suddenly felt someone gently pulling his arm.

Geng Xuan suddenly came back to his senses and found that it was Uncle Liao beside him who pulled him to sit down and placed a cup of freshly brewed hot tea in front of him.

Chen Rongshan and several others also sat around the small table. In addition to a cup of hot tea for each person, there were also several plates of dried fruits, candied fruits, seasonal fruits and the like.

Everyone was drinking tea and chatting casually.

Geng Xuan sat down and looked carefully at the bronze token in his hand, but did not find anything special.

What impressed him most was the word "Kang Le" on the token, which reminded him of the pure gold token with the words "An Le" engraved on it that he got from Wu Youren.

After comparing them based on his memory, Geng Xuan discovered that apart from the names and materials, the two were 70% to 80% similar.

Uncle Liao, who was standing beside him, saw him looking down at the copper order in his hand, turning it over and over, as if he really treated it as a rare treasure, and he casually complained:
"Ah Xuan, don't look at it, this is just a copper medal, it only takes a few dozen copper coins to cast one, it's not worth anything at all.

Don't believe the nonsense that it will be more convenient to move around with this order.

When it comes to eating and shopping, don't think about spending less than a penny.

If you really get into trouble, don't expect Kang Leji to show mercy and let you go just because of this bronze medal.

All in all, this is just a showpiece.

Just keep it, don't expect it to bring you any convenience."

Geng Xuan asked: "Do you all have this token?"

Several people nodded, and took out a token that was exactly the same as the bronze token in Geng Xuan's hand from their arms or sleeves.

Uncle Liao next to him even put the token in front of Geng Xuan and gave him both sides. After a while, he put it into his sleeve and continued to drink tea.

With his other hand, he grabbed a few pieces of dried fruit and placed them in front of Geng Xuan, saying:

"Ah Xuan, be more casual and don't think of yourself as a guest. Even though this is your first time here, you are still the host here!"

Geng Xuan couldn't resist his enthusiasm, so he took a piece of candied fruit and ate it, and asked curiously: "Are you so relaxed every day?"

Several people looked sideways when they heard this.

Uncle Liao, who was standing beside him, reached out and slapped Geng Xuan on the shoulder, saying, "Xuan, have you heard of this proverb?"

"what?"

"Money is hard to earn, shit is hard to eat." "Uh..."

"Let's just take some time off now. When there are more people around, we'll have to go outside and keep an eye on them.

If it were just that, it would be fine, but it would be really uncomfortable to come into contact with those people from Kangleji. In their eyes, every one of us is a bunch of insignificant bastards who are not worthy of being on the stage!

...Do you know why we old guys would rather take all the responsibilities than let you youngsters show up?
I am just afraid that you young people are hot-tempered and will fight with you in no time!"

"..."

Geng Xuan glanced at Uncle Chen who was drinking tea silently with his head down, and thought to himself, he had only said before that he didn't want to delay the young people's practice, it seems that this has been beautified to a considerable extent.

At this moment, a small hand suddenly appeared on the table and grabbed a handful of candied fruit from the plate.

Several people were stunned and turned their heads to look.

I saw a little boy of about six or seven years old standing next to the table, stuffing a piece of candied fruit he had just "grabbed" into his mouth.

His clothes were neat and tidy, but there was an unpleasant wildness in his eyes, which made people feel disgusted at first sight.

Several people exchanged glances and spoke in low voices.

"Whose child is this? Why is he here?"

"It must be a kid from one of the vendors. He slipped in here when I wasn't paying attention."

"This is ridiculous. How can you take care of your children while doing business?"

"...Why don't I have any impression of this? Is this really the kid from our neighborhood?"

"..."

After a brief exchange of ideas, to no avail, the "Uncle Li" Geng Xuan addressed directly asked:

"Kid, which neighborhood are you from? Where are your parents?"

The child didn't answer, but stuffed another piece of candied fruit into his mouth, and his cheeks bulged out.

Just then, there was a noise outside the door, and then a woman in her early thirties ran in hurriedly.

When she saw the child, she was obviously relieved and quickly pulled the child to her side.

Seeing that the child still had candied fruit in his hand, he directly took it out and gently placed it on the corner of the table, and said with an apologetic look: "I'm sorry to trouble you."

As he spoke, he pulled the child outside, as if he was going to escape from this place with his baby.

Her behavior made everyone who was already unhappy even more unhappy.

Uncle Liao said calmly: "Keep an eye on your child. There are so many people coming and going here. Don't lose him!"

The woman, who had already stepped out of the house, gave him a sharp look after hearing this, apparently mistaking the warning for a curse.

She exerted force on her hands and dragged the child out of the room.

Geng Xuan saw that as soon as the child was dragged out of the door, the woman reached out and forcibly dug out the candied fruit that the child had stuffed in his mouth, then threw it hard on the ground in front of the door.

He cursed:
"You dare to eat anything, your mouth will be poisoned!"

“……”Everyone in the room.

The woman left with the child, but her voice of slander was still echoing in the house. For a moment, the originally lively atmosphere in the house became silent.

After a while, Uncle Li, who had a bad temper, broke the silence.

"Who is this woman? ... And that damn kid... I didn't run into any evil spirits when I went out today, how could I have run into such a funny guy?!"

Geng Xuan couldn't help but whisper to Uncle Liao beside him, "There are so many people here, so mixed, it's inevitable to encounter some weirdos, right?"

Uncle Liao shook his head: "How is that possible! I have never encountered such a frustrating thing before."

Geng Xuan nodded slightly.

But inexplicably a sentence emerged in my mind.

"You may suffer from bad luck."

"No...it can't be?!"

(End of this chapter)