Pushing the shopping cart, Ling Ping'an first ordered seven boxes of carbonated drinks in the shopping mall.
This was his favorite!
Whether it was playing games or writing, it was a treasure that he couldn't live without!
Fat otaku cola, who knew how to drink water.
After signing the order, leaving the address and completing the payment, Ling Ping'an was about to leave with the shopping cart when he saw a few boxes of drinks that seemed to be packaged in some foreign language beside the container in the beverage area.
"What is this?" He asked the waiter.
"Kvass of Lossia!" The waiter replied with a smile. Perhaps he was afraid that Ling Ping'an didn't know what Lossia was, he specially emphasized, "It's the Russia Country of the past!"
Ling Ping'an naturally knew this common sense of history.
The previous dynasty called their northern neighbor Russia.
This kind of arrogant Central Dynasty narrative made the great ancestor very unhappy.
Therefore, the great ancestor personally presided over the translation work.
Russia was translated as Lossia, which meant the country of the Lossia people.
Of course, the Lossia people didn't like this translation either. They preferred the Federal Empire to call them 'Rome'.
Its monarch called himself 'Caesar's successor, the Emperor of the Romans'.
These were all learned by Ling Ping'an in school.
After all, Lossia was a country with many literary figures.
For liberal arts students, it was a place that they yearned for.
It belonged to the kind of place that they liked even though they had never been there before.
He thought of Turgenev and Tolstoy.
Ling Ping'an said to the waiter, "Then add two more boxes of this Kvass!"
"Okay!" The waiter immediately said happily.
Ling Ping'an took out his phone and scanned the code to pay. Then, he took the invoice and left while humming a little tune. It was as if he could chat and laugh with those great literary figures by drinking Lossia's drinks.
Pushing the shopping cart, Ling Ping'an came to the affordable clothing area on the second floor.
This was his favorite place.
Batches of clothes were densely packed and hung on the clothes racks.
He could just walk over and choose directly.
As long as the size was right, he could buy it. It was simple and direct!
It was unlike the last time when he went shopping with his aunt. He had to go to more than ten shops and try on dozens of pieces of clothing. It was simply terrifying!
It could be said to be the most terrifying punishment.
Ling Ping'an pushed the shopping cart through the clothes. When he saw suitable ones, he took them off and threw them into the shopping cart.
Soon, the shopping cart was filled with clothes. Judging from the number, there were probably more than ten pieces. Only then did he stop shopping and push the cart down to the second floor.
He went downstairs to the cat food area.
He looked at the cat food. It was only 300 yuan a barrel, and it was only a mid-range cat food.
Five hundred, six hundred, even one thousand, two thousand, could be found everywhere.
Ling Ping'an looked at the cat food. He scratched his head and said to Bastet, who was sitting in the shopping cart, "Look at you..."
"Your food is even more expensive than mine …"
Meow …
The little guy lowered his head, looking very ashamed.
Ling Ping'an walked forward, picked up a can of eight hundred yuan five kilograms of cat food, and put it into the shopping cart.
His pet couldn't be taken advantage of!
Once everything was settled, he immediately pushed the shopping cart towards the exit of the supermarket.
After paying the bill, he picked up the cat food and clothes and put them into the bag prepared by the supermarket.
He carried one in each hand and left.
The kitten, Bastet, followed closely behind.
Meow …
Meow …
The little fellow cried out happily.
… …
Ma Baobao stood on the upper floor of the shopping mall.
He looked at the growing crowd downstairs.
The corners of his mouth curled up in a smile.
This was a good opportunity!
Especially …
He looked at the person behind him. That was an extraordinary person!
In the office of the Dragon Palace Ocean Fishery Company of the Federal Empire!
A living Jiao Dragon!
It was also the true noble that he had tried every possible way to finally get close to!
"Eh..." the noble suddenly looked downstairs and exclaimed.
"Young Master Ao, what\'s wrong?" Ma Baobao immediately asked.
"That cat..." Young Master Ao walked to the guardrail and looked at a kitten following behind a young man.
His pupils began to change.
It was like a snake, and also like a lizard.
In his eyes, although the kitten looked petite, it was actually full of spiritual energy.
There were even some things that he couldn\'t see through.
"Treasure!" Young Master Ao sighed repeatedly, "What a treasure!"
Such a spiritual cat was a top-notch spiritual pet even in the imperial capital!
It was probably on par with the Spirit Fox that Crown Princess Rouan had raised.
And as everyone knew, His Majesty, who was gradually growing up, had always yearned for a spiritual pet that could surpass Crown Princess Rouan\'s spiritual fox!
If it was offered to His Majesty …
Of course …
Young Master Ao raised his eyes.
He knew that the Blackguard was everywhere.
Therefore, he couldn\'t appear.
In fact, he couldn\'t even directly say\ 'I want\'.
The Blackguard wouldn\'t care about his reasons and reasons.
Once he was found to\ 'break the law\', his father wouldn\'t be able to protect him.
After all, the commander-in-chief of the Blackguard sold charcoal every day for the descendants of demons like them to see.
A cart of charcoal weighed more than a thousand catties. The palace envoy couldn\'t be spared.
Half a piece of red muslin and ten feet of silk were tied to the ox\'s head to fill the charcoal!
He recalled the commander-in-chief\'s recitation in his mind.
Young Master Ao trembled. He knew that the commander-in-chief hated the transcendent being/foreign species who relied on special techniques to bully commoners the most.
Once discovered, he would kill them directly!
That was because the old man had already taught him.
That was not considered killing without teaching.
But …
He could play the edge!
The big shots never needed to speak directly.
A hint was enough.
Therefore, Young Master Ao looked at the spiritual cat and began to sigh again, "Speaking of which, His Majesty\'s birthday is next month..."
"As a loyal and filial son, I have been looking for a suitable tribute!"
"If anyone can solve this problem for me, he will be my guest!"
Ma Baobao listened and immediately patted his chest. He said to Young Master Ao, "Young Master, please wait for a moment. I will be back soon..."
It was just a cat.
No matter how precious it was, he could just throw money at it.
If 10,000 yuan was not enough, 100,000 yuan was not enough, 1,000,000 yuan was not enough!
Ma Baobao looked at the kitten that had been following behind a young man carrying two bags of things.
He did not believe that such an ordinary citizen could last long in front of money.
If it really did not work, there were still other tricks!
In short, he was determined to get that cat!
Even the heavens could not stop him!
However, Young Master Ao immediately stopped him, "Mr. Ma, I was just saying!"
"Don\'t take it to heart!"
Ma Baobao listened and became even more enthusiastic.
He cupped his hands and said, "Don\'t worry, Young Master. I know what I\'m doing!"
For the nobles of the imperial capital, dignity was the most important!
Especially for those who had some relationship with the royal family, they cared about their dignity.
Ma Baobao knew this very well!
However, Young Master Ao still seemed to be worried and repeatedly reminded, "Mr. Ma... I was really just saying!"
He was indeed just saying.
Ma Baobao smiled, "Understood!"
Then, he led his men downstairs.
… …
Ling Ping\ 'an carried the things he had bought and walked through the lobby of the shopping mall.
In the dense crowd, he walked forward with his head lowered.
The kitten, Bastet, followed behind him. It was very obedient and sensible.
The man and the cat left the shopping mall, crossed the parking lot in front of the shopping mall, and quickly turned the corner to the bus stop in front.
"Please wait..."
At this moment, a voice came from behind.
Ling Ping\ 'an scratched his head and turned around. He saw an old man in a green coat walking over with a few bodyguards.
"Old Sir?" He looked at the other party and thought carefully. Finally, he connected him with the 18th generation Tai-Chi Hsing-I successor, Mr. Ma Baobao, whom he saw on the big screen of the supermarket.
There was nothing he could do. It was very difficult for people with face blindness to recognize people.
Especially strangers, it was even more difficult.
It was not that he could not remember, but it was very easy to confuse.
This was a little similar to a person with stuttering. It was difficult to speak, but he could speak.
It was the same for him. He could remember some people, but he needed to meet them often.
If he did not see them for a long time, they would become blurry and then confused.
"What can I do for you?" Ling Ping\ 'an asked very politely.
Ma Baobao walked in front of the young man.
He only took a glance.
He was dressed in cheap casual clothes. His entire body was not even enough to cover one of his sleeves.
The glasses on his eyes were obvious that he had bought it from the e-commerce store.
Perhaps he had bargained and bought it.
The things he carried in his hands were also messy.
This kind of commoner child was very easy to deal with.
Thus, Ma Baobao revealed a smile that he thought was very friendly, "Young man, I am the 18th generation Tai-Chi Hsing-I successor..."
Hmm...
Generally speaking, when his title was revealed, most people would be in awe.
Even if they were not, they would still be shocked!
After all, his martial arts dojo had opened dozens of branches.
He was also considered famous in the ancient martial arts world!
More importantly, he had also nurtured several officers of the Blackguard!
Therefore, regardless of whether it was politics or business, he was very popular.
He also had a lot of face!
Unfortunately...
The young man opposite him scratched his head with an expression that was not difficult to understand.
Moreover, he did not show the slightest bit of respect for his title.
He frowned and said, "Old sir, what can I do for you? Please say it directly... I still have to catch the bus!"
Ma Baobao was instantly a little angry!
I lowered my dignity and came to talk to you, but you didn\'t appreciate it.
It was fine if you didn\'t appreciate it.
But you actually said something like\ 'I still have to catch the bus\', which was a blatant insult to him.
I, Ma Baobao, am not as important as your bus?
Ma Baobao shook his head in his heart and sighed, "Mortals are mortals... short-sighted, vulgar and rude..."
However, he still had a smile on his face and was very amiable.
This was very normal. In the eyes of a person like him, most people were not worth his anger.
Why bother?
Right!
Why did he have to be angry with some mortals who were not from the same world?
Who was it to blame if his body was damaged from anger?
Moreover, there would never be a winner in a battle with mortals!
With the Blackguard around, he could not win!
The Blackguard was best at taking sides.
His disciples had told him about the Blackguard\'s thinking.
The strong had to restrain their strength!
The strong had to take the initiative to make sacrifices to protect the weak.
The words that Emperor Gaozong had engraved in front of the Blackguard\'s official residence were still the benchmark for the Blackguard to enforce the law: if the use of strength was not restricted, it would definitely lead to the exploitation and oppression of the weak by the strong!
Therefore, when dealing with related matters, the Blackguard would try their best to protect the interests of civilians within the framework of the law and system.
That was a balance.
Therefore, an ancient martial artist like Ma Baobao, who had one foot in the ranks of extraordinary people, would try his best to avoid conflicts with civilians under normal circumstances.
Many things were left to his subordinates to deal with.
It was only this time that he took the initiative to volunteer because it concerned Young Master Ao.
That was a proof of allegiance and also to show his attitude. Young Master Ao\'s matters were his matters.
With this mentality, Ma Baobao narrowed his eyes and said, "Young man, it\'s like this..."
"I am almost 70 years old this year..."
"I don\'t have any other hobbies..."
"I just like to raise some little guys..."
"I wonder if you're willing to part with your pet?"
He chuckled and said, "Young man, don\'t worry. Money is not a problem!"
"You cat, just name your price!"
… …
Ling Ping\ 'an looked at the old man in front of him and then lowered his head to look at the kitten at his feet.
The kitten was extremely scared. It hid at his feet and whimpered.
The fur all over its body was trembling as if it had remembered something terrifying.
"Little darling..." Ling Ping\ 'an stroked its head, "Don\'t be afraid. I won\'t abandon you..."
He thought of the night he first met this little guy.
It was thin, pitiful, covered in blood, and trembling in fear.
How pitiful!
Thus, he knew that the former owner of this kitten was probably like the old man in front of him.
At the same time, Ling Ping\ 'an also remembered that pets like cats and dogs could distinguish between good and evil if they were intelligent!
So...
That amiable-looking old man was actually a pervert who abused small animals like crazy?
Of course, these were all speculations. There was no evidence.
Therefore, Ling Ping\ 'an looked at the old man, the so-called eighteenth generation of Taiji Xingyi.
He said very politely, "I\'m sorry, Old Sir, my pet is my family..."
"And family is priceless!"
"So... I can only regret your request..."
"One million!" Ma Baobao immediately said a price that he thought could not be refused.
Ling Ping\ 'an listened and shook his head.
One million?
Is my cat worth so much money?
But unfortunately, he was not interested in money!
Moreover, in a sense, he had no concept of money.
Money was enough as long as he had enough!
Therefore, he was too lazy to answer and directly walked forward.
The kitten Bastet immediately followed its master.
At the same time, it turned around and glanced at the few humans.
The cat goddess\'s anger was already boiling.
"Stupid humans!"
"Ridiculous insects!"
If its master wasn\'t in front of it, it would have revealed its true form and crushed all these idiots who blasphemed it!
"Two million!" The old man behind him continued to offer.
This made Ling Ping\ 'an walk even faster.
Because he felt that he had probably met a scammer.
Two million for a cat?
Was Bastet made of gold?
Even if it was made of gold, it couldn\'t be so expensive!
Obviously...
Countless fraud cases flashed through his mind.
A witty young man of the present age would not fall for such a fool\'s trap.
Moreover, he had no desires!
Money was like dung to him!
Tao Yuanming had said that he would not bow down for five buckets of rice.
And that was how he practiced.
Other than the bookstore business, he only relied on his own interests to earn money!
Even if he knew that his cooking skills were great, he had no intention of changing his profession.
This was him.
His attitude finally angered the people behind him.
"Brat!" Ma Baobao did not say anything, but the bodyguards behind him were already furious.
If the master was humiliated, the subjects would die!
They, who had been trained, knew that now was the time to show their value.
They immediately walked out in unison.
Meow!
The kitten Bastet seemed to be frightened. It jumped high and jumped onto Ling Ping\ 'an\'s shoulder.
Ling Ping\ 'an was also shocked by his pet.
He turned around and looked at the bodyguards dressed in black and wearing sunglasses.
The young bookstore owner did not show any fear.
He looked at these people calmly.
Then, he raised his head and looked at the surveillance camera at the intersection in front of him.
The surveillance camera had already been turned over.
So, he laughed.
"What do you want?" He, who was righteous, puffed out his chest.
He had enough confidence in the country, enough confidence in the law, enough confidence in the system!
As the country with the best security in the world.
The police of the Federal Empire were very efficient!
The fastest police dispatch time in Jiangcheng City last year was five minutes, and the slowest police dispatch time was less than ten minutes.
And this was the business district, so there were several security posts.
Therefore, even if he was alone, he was not afraid.
The country and the law were his greatest backing!
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