The 19 fairies went on an outing

  Days passed, and Fei Long became a deputy manager under Zhen Ming's command. Every day, Zhen Ming would give him two copper coins from the ten he earned as wages, giving him the title of deputy manager, which made him extremely happy and diligent in maintaining order.

  Furthermore, with his massive build and a body full of fat, it's even more unlikely that anyone would dare to tease him by slapping his belly for fun. Others are intimidated just by Fat Dragon's angry glare, a stomp of his foot, and the jiggling of his fatty flesh, so no one dares to provoke him easily.

  As time went on, some truly needy old, weak, sick and disabled people gradually gathered in the alley behind the back door of Hong Xiang's courtyard.

  That lovely little girl also occasionally goes out to inspect the entrance, sees that the order at the entrance is in good order, no longer as chaotic as before, and there are many more people who need help, very happy, specially let people add a bucket of porridge and a bucket of steamed buns every day, and also gave Fei Long five copper plates of hard work fee every day.

  Fei Long became even more vigorous and dignified, becoming the de facto security administrator of this place.

  Zhen Ming gradually realized that Fei Long was not a bad person, he just had to take some intimidating measures to survive, and his intimidating appearance was all fake.

  "Fei Long, where is your hometown?"

  "Zi State Zhangqiu."

  "How did you end up running all the way to Luoyang?"

  "The village was hit by famine, with over a thousand people in the village, only more than a hundred were left. There was no way out, so I had to bring my fellow villagers together to make a living. I heard that Luoyang is under the emperor's feet, where there are all kinds of good things left over by others, so I brought my fellow villagers here."

  "I see there are just over a dozen of you, where did all the others go?"

  Fei Long's face showed a hint of sadness, and he sighed, saying: "When we first arrived, the people in the city bullied us because we were outsiders, not allowing us to go out on the streets to beg for food. When they saw us, they would chase us away, and if they couldn't chase us away, they would beat us up. Many people starved to death, and some were caught by the city patrol and thrown into prison, never to be seen again."

  Zhen Ming came out of prison, deeply aware of the darkness within. A village with over a thousand people is now left with just these dozen or so young men. The hardships and horrors they endured are imaginable.

  "You all have hands and feet, why don't you go find something to do?"

  Fei Long looked at Zhen Ming with a bewildered expression, as if he had said something extremely stupid: "Brother Zhen, don't you know the rules in Luoyang City? If one can find a decent job, who would want to beg on the streets all day? The docks do have many physically demanding jobs, but no one introduces us, and without connections, we outsiders trying to take their food bowls is simply harder than climbing to heaven. If I had your skills, Brother Zhen, where couldn't I go to make a living?"

  "You can say I'm unlucky, I should be younger than you, I just turned twenty-four this year."

  Fei Long said: "I am twenty this year."

  Zhen Ming bitterly said: "Twenty? You look like thirty to me."

  This fat dragon looks old and worn out, with a face full of vicissitudes, but unexpectedly he's only twenty years old.

  Fei Long smiled slyly and changed his tone: "Zhen Ge, where did you learn such great kung fu? Can you teach me?"

  "When I was young, I followed my uncle and learned some superficial skills for self-defense, but it's nothing impressive."

  "This isn't even a real fight, we haven't even touched your sleeves."

  Zhen Ming smiled wryly and said, "Actually, it's just some techniques that use borrowed force to defeat the opponent. For someone as fat as you, rolling over like a ball, I just need to dodge and lightly push, and you'll roll away on your own. It's not me beating you, but rather your own weight defeating you."

  Fat Dragon nodded as if he understood: "I see, I'm so fat, I definitely can't learn your kung fu."

  "As long as you have perseverance, anyone can learn. To put it bluntly, one needs to have good physical quality, agile limbs, and some techniques. If I were to encounter people like you who don't even understand the basics of technique and only know how to use brute force, not a single one of them would be able to touch my sleeve. However, if I were to encounter a skilled practitioner, I'm afraid my body wouldn't even be able to withstand their first move."

  Fei Long's face was filled with skepticism: "Is there still someone you can't beat?"

  Zhen Ming sighed and said with a bitter smile: "This little bit of three-legged cat kung fu is nothing, in the past my uncle could take me down with just one finger."

  "Wow, your uncle is really impressive, when can you take me to meet him?"

  "It's been almost two years since he left, and I still want to see him."

  Just then, a shout came from not far away: "The flower fairies are out for a stroll!"

  Fei Long heard the voice and immediately jumped up like he had been electrocuted, his entire body of fat shaking like waves, surprisingly not clumsy at all, and ran out of the alley without looking back, shouting as he went.

  "Zhen Ge, come quickly, or you won't be able to see it! The flower fairy is going out for a stroll, this is a rare opportunity that only comes once a year!"

  Outside the alley is a wide street of over ten meters in Luoyang, which is also the direction of the front door of Hong Xing Bi Yuan.

  On the bustling streets of Luoyang, cars and horses are flowing, farmers carrying baskets to the market, traveling scholars and sons, women wearing bright and beautiful clothes, shoulder to shoulder, crowded.

  There are many shops along the street, with various snack stalls in front of the shop doors, and business is booming.

  Zhen Ming followed Fei Long to the entrance of the alley.

  The alley entrance was packed with people, all staring intently at the gatehouse dozens of meters away.

  That was the main entrance of Hong Xiang's courtyard, and also the place that all men dreamed of entering. The gate tower had lanterns and streamers hung on it, and the entrance was filled with all kinds of fresh flowers.

  Under Fei Long's introduction, Zhen Ming Ci roughly knew some things about Bai Hua Lou.

  Every year during the Cold Food Festival, the flower fairies would stop receiving guests and performing outside. They would ride on flower palanquins, touring around Luoyang City, either buying their favorite cosmetics, clothes and fabrics, or climbing high to gaze afar, praying for blessings, or strolling through flower lanterns, shopping at stores, and having a grand time playing. After that, they would board the tower ships on the Luo River, following the Grand Canal, admiring the scenery along the way, and relieving their boredom.

  For the flower fairies of Baifang Lou, Cold Food Festival is the most important festival of the year. Before this time, they usually don't go out of the gate and second door, but now they all dress up beautifully and come out of Baifang Lou.

  The day when the flower fairies go out for a stroll is also a holiday for all men in Luoyang City who love beauty. On this day, all the flower fairies will ride in carriages, and ordinary men who usually have no chance to see their beautiful appearance will gather at the gate of Hongxuan Villa, waiting for the flower fairies to come out.

  A dozen or so extremely luxurious carriages were parked at the entrance of the Hong Xing Yuan.

  Next to each carriage stood eight warriors, holding shining knives, guns, swords and halberds, majestic and solemn, so that others did not dare to approach easily.

  The hub of the carriage is inlaid with gold and jade, the horse's head is tied with all kinds of fresh flowers, the carriage compartment surrounded by white gauze, people sit inside, and outsiders can see.

  On the side, Fei Long was enthusiastically introducing each of the flower fairies' names and characteristics to Zhen Ming, while a dozen or so slender and elegant women carrying various musical instruments emerged from the Hong Xing Bi Yuan gate and boarded the horse carriage.