Chapter 38: Song Before Bed

Li Banfeng asked the driver to drive the cart to a wilderness in Waigou and unload the goods.

Chunsheng had paid enough money before, and the driver did not ask much. He put the cart of items on the edge of the woods and drove away.

Li Banfeng looked around and saw that there was no one around. He exerted all his strength and lifted up the four-poster wooden bed.

It's true that the load-bearing capacity of the travel repair is quite good. Li Banfeng can still take out the keys with such a large wooden bed.

This solid wooden bed is really heavy.

The guy named Chunsheng just now was able to carry the big bed onto the carriage by himself. It seems that he is not an ordinary person.

Li Banfeng sent the bed to Suishenju. Suishenju itself is not big, only six or seven square meters, and with a 1.5-meter bed, the space is a little compact.

Li Banfeng also moved the record player in, thinking about where to put it.

Put it opposite the bed and lie on the bed to listen to the music?

It is quite comfortable to enjoy the beauty of the music while watching the steam.

But after a song is over, you have to get out of bed to change the record. When two cups of water are boiled dry, you have to get out of bed to add water.

If you get out of bed frequently while listening to music, it will be a little bit less interesting.

Li Banfeng put the record player next to the bed. When he lies on the bed, he can change the record, add water, put out the fire, and wind it up without getting out of bed.

This is a good idea, so he decided to do it.

After moving the record player, he laid the bedding, wiped the dust with a feather duster, folded the clothes sent by the boss neatly, and put them next to the backpack first.

There are still many things to buy, including a wardrobe, a storage cabinet, and a set of tables and chairs...

Li Banfeng's eyelids are a little heavy, and he is a little sleepy.

After going down the mountain, he and Xiaopang rested in the inn for a day, and returned to Ligou the next day. Now it is just after dusk and it is just dark. Logically, Li Banfeng should not be so tired.

Could it be that the remaining poison in his body has not been cleared?

It shouldn't be! Isn't it said that the home repair recovers the fastest?

No matter how tired he was, he had to go see Xiaopang. He had been here for such a long time. If there was one person who could be considered Li Banfeng's friend, it would be Qin Xiaopang.

When he arrived at the steamed bun shop at the corner of the street, Qin Xiaopang was still eating like crazy. There were several steamers stacked on the table.

"Why did you take so long?" Qin Xiaopang had a steamed bun in his mouth and spoke vaguely.

"I talked to Shopkeeper Feng about the price." Li Banfeng pulled a chair and sat down, and asked the shopkeeper to bring two more steamed buns.

The steamed bun shop was not big, but the steamed buns were exquisite. They were stuffed with beef. When you took a bite and slurped it gently, your mouth was full of fresh soup. It was served with two cloves of garlic. It was an authentic delicacy, simple and pure.

Li Banfeng ordered a pot of wine. He didn't know what kind of wine was good in this shop. He had never heard of any of the wines here. He only asked the waiter to bring the best wine.

Qin Xiaopang felt a little distressed. He hadn't sold his elixir yet. Even the wine in the steamed bun shop was a bit extravagant for him.

"Brother Qin, don't worry, I'll treat you." Li Banfeng poured a cup of wine and took a sip. The wine was very strong and it took a long time to brew in his mouth before he swallowed it.

Seeing Li Banfeng's generosity, Qin Xiaopang lowered his voice and asked, "What's the price?"

Li Banfeng gestured, "Six thousand."

There was no need to hide this from Qin Xiaopang. If he wanted to find Manager Feng to ship goods in the future, he would probably pay this price.

Qin Xiaopang shook his head when he heard this: "Brother Li, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but you're selling it for too little. This isn't an ordinary item. You really don't know the ins and outs here."

"What ins and outs?"

It was getting late, and there was no one else in the bun shop. Qin Xiaopang kept his voice down: "I just met an acquaintance in this bun shop. I asked about the market, and I actually found out.

The wealthy families in Puluozhou buy hundreds of pills every year, and at the end of the year, they give them to their children who have made contributions.

The whole family works hard all year round, hoping to get more pills to exchange for cultivation, but what should they do if they don't have any contributions? They have to buy them at the market at a high price.

The market price is different from the pills. It's different in the industry. The medicine store sells it for 10,000, and the market sells it for at least 12,000, 15,000, 18,000, or even 20,000. You sell it for 6,000, which is really a loss. "

Li Banfeng shook his head and said, "This pill can be sold, which means money. If it can't be sold, what's the use of keeping it with me? I don't need those few days of practice, and I don't know any rich kids."

Qin Xiaopang took a sip of wine: "How about this, after we rest for two days, I will take you around Yaowanggou. We can't get close to those who are too rich, and I know a lot of young masters from small wealthy families."

Li Banfeng ate a bun and smiled: "Thank you for your kindness. I will go back to Yuezhou tomorrow."

"Yuezhou?" Qin Xiaopang had never heard of this place name.

"Yuezhou is a place in another province. I came from there."

"You're going back? So soon?" Xiaopang was a little disappointed. After eating two buns, he felt relieved.

"That's right. You're from another province. You've seen the world. You definitely don't like Pro Province.

One day, I'll go to another province to see it. If I haven't been to such a good place, my life will be wasted."

Such a good place?

Is Yuezhou a good place?

Li Banfeng felt that Yuezhou was indeed a good place, but if he had to say what was good about it, he couldn't say it.

They ate until the bun shop closed, and then they said goodbye.

Qin Xiaopang said, "You know where my home is. When you come to Pro Province again, you must come to see me."

The alcohol gradually took effect, and coupled with exhaustion, Li Banfeng lay on the bed and was about to fall asleep.

He fell asleep just like that, and always felt that something was missing.

Didn't you walk twenty miles today?

Enough walking.

So what else is there to do?

Li Banfeng half-sited up, took out the crank, inserted it into the record player, and wound it up.

It turns out that this thing was missing, it turned out that the music before going to bed was missing.

He specially selected a record, which was wrapped in cardboard and had a painted cover.

On the cover is a field of red and yellow flowers, with a dancing girl in a long skirt in the center of the flower.

Li Banfeng took out the record, placed it on the tray of the record player, and flipped the switch. The record player sounded a beautiful singing voice amid the noisy background sound:

The south wind brings coolness!

The nightingale sings softly!

All the flowers under the moon are asleep, and only the night scented fragrance reveals its fragrance!

"Tuberose"!

I have heard this song before, but I have never liked it as much as I did tonight.

Before the song finished, Li Banfeng had already fallen asleep.

He used a clockwork and did not use a steam engine because he was worried that he would fall asleep at any time.

Clockwork didn't have to worry about putting out the fire, and Li Banfeng fell into a dream with peace of mind.

"I sing for you, I think for you, tuberose~~"

The song is over.

The needle has come to an end.

The clockwork was completely loosened, and the record player stopped.

In the dark room, the only sound was Li Banfeng's even and deep breathing.

Wow~

There was a sound of water coming from the record player, as if someone was adding water to the speaker of the record player.

Tsk~

A match was struck, lighting the wick in the tank.

Chi~chi~chi~

Balls of water mist spurted out from the small horn on the right, and the record player's tray began to rotate slowly.

The needle was moved back to the starting position, and amid the noisy background sound, the record player sang again:

"The end of the world, the corner of the sea,

Look for, look for, know the sound,

The little sister sings, the man plays the piano,

Lang, we are of the same mind! "

The beautiful singing voice keeps lingering in the mobile home.

Hisssssss~

The petals of the copper lotus slowly unfolded, and a whirlwind rose in the heart of the lotus.

The whirlwind blew over the record player, and the sound of the record player was slightly off-key.

After more than ten seconds, the singing slowly returned to stability.

The petals of the copper lotus trembled a few times and then closed again.

The record player continued to sing the sweet tune:

Life, who doesn’t cherish youth?

The little sister is like a threadmaker and a needle

Lang Ya wears them together and can't be separated!

During the singing, Li Banfeng slept soundly, with a happy smile on his face.

PS: Everyone has been asking if there is a female protagonist in this book. Sarah tells everyone that there is, and she is here! Breathing steam, she came.