Chapter 12 This Feng Shui is too bad
"Okay!" Harry agreed without even thinking about it.
After all, they are just children and cannot understand how difficult it is to learn a new language.
However, precisely because you don't set limits for yourself, you might be able to learn quickly.
But teaching cannot start today, as Du Mu still has to deal with the two people from the Beggars' Sect headquarters.
After walking out of the martial arts hall, Du Mu fell into deep thought.
My teaching tasks are too heavy recently. I have to teach disabled children modern knowledge, teach Harry martial arts, and teach him Chinese at the same time. It takes up too much of my time.
There are some Westerners in Kowloon Bay. Why not ask them to teach Harry Chinese?
Just when Du Mu was a few steps away from the martial arts hall, Harry suddenly rushed out of the hall and shouted, "Mr. Du! Where are you going? Can you take me with you?"
It's easy for children to feel insecure, let alone someone like Harry who has been seriously lacking in care and tolerance since childhood.
Although the disabled children were very friendly to him, Harry was still a little afraid of their missing limbs and felt more comfortable staying with Mr. Du, the only person he was familiar with.
What's more, the only person who can understand what I say is Mr. Du, and I can't communicate with others at all.
Du Mu turned around and looked at Harry in surprise.
"Harry, can you come out?"
Harry was slightly startled, looked back at the door of the martial arts gym, and then looked at his feet on the road.
I...I really walked out of it.
But, didn't I go back to the Dursleys' closet after passing through the door? Why couldn't I go back again?
Is it possible that I can never go back?
Thinking of this, Harry's originally troubled heart suddenly relaxed.
If I really can't go back, that's fine...
I didn't really want revenge, I just hoped that Uncle Vernon would stop pulling my hair, my aunt would stop throwing pots and pans at me, and Daly would stop hitting me on the nose.
Although I can't understand what the people here say, I can learn it myself.
There is also the magical 'Kung Fu' that is like magic.
Du Mu looked at the damaged wall of the martial arts hall, thoughtful.
It turns out that one of the main conditions for time travel includes the completeness of the martial arts school?
In other words, if the martial arts gym had not been burned down when I first traveled through time, perhaps people would have kept traveling through time from that time on?
When Du Mu thought of this, he thought, wait a minute, it seems like he is also a time traveler.
There's something wrong with this martial arts school. Is the feng shui a bit off?
Du Mu shook his head and stopped thinking about these uncontrollable things. He looked at Harry's ever-changing face and comforted him, "Maybe it's because the wall collapsed. You can go back when the wall is repaired."
As he said that, he waved to Harry and said, "Since you can come out with me, let's go for a walk together."
Hearing this, Harry glanced at the place where the wall collapsed, feeling a little guilty, and quickly ran behind Du Mu.
Du Mu didn't think it would be a burden to take Harry with him when he was dealing with the two trash from the Beggars' Sect.
Besides, Harry looked like he wanted to stay here permanently, so it would be nice to show him around and get him familiar with the environment.
Although the overall population of ancient county towns was not as large as in later generations, since there was no Internet, people had to go out and interact with others to make a living, so the streets were quite lively.
There were people selling candied haws, silk cloth, fish, shoes, pancakes, medicine, and martial arts. There was everything you could think of, which dazzled Harry.
It’s not market time yet, otherwise the streets would be even more crowded.
Soon, Du Mu walked through the downtown area and came to a grand restaurant. Before entering, Du Mu first looked at the tiles on the second floor of the restaurant before he went in.
The decoration style here looked familiar to Harry, a bit like a Chinese restaurant he had never been to before.
It just doesn't have sculptures of dragons, Buddhas, etc., so it looks more simple.
As soon as the waiter saw Du Mu, he immediately served him tea and water. After serving him the whole process, he asked respectfully with a smile: "Master Du, are you here to eat or to see the shopkeeper? It's a bit unfortunate. The shopkeeper is drinking tea with the guests in the upper room now."
Du Mu raised his eyebrows: "Guests? What kind of guests?"
The waiter shook his head and said with a wry smile, "How would this little guy know?"
After he finished speaking, he whispered again, "It's just that those three gentlemen look hard to mess with. They look arrogant and domineering, and it's obvious that they are used to bullying others. The shopkeeper doesn't dare to offend them, so he invited them to the upper room."
Three people? Those were probably not the two people who came from the Beggars' Sect headquarters.
At this critical moment, who would come to look for a mere restaurant owner?
Du Mu waved his hand to signal the waiter to retreat, and then he channeled his magic power into the ear meridians in the form of true qi.
Suddenly, Du Mu felt like he had turned into an efficient radar. Not only could he hear every sound clearly, but he could also clearly distinguish the specific source of each sound and would never make a mistake due to the complex environment.
Then a man's voice came from the upper room, saying coldly: "Shopkeeper Xue, although my Luo Sect has never interfered with Kowloon Bay in the past, you don't think it's because we were rejected by the Beggars' Sect, right?"
Another woman sneered, "In the past, there were only some fishy fishermen in Kowloon Bay, and they couldn't squeeze out any oil. The beggars in the Beggars' Sect were like dogs, licking the meat when they saw bones. We just didn't bother to compete with them."
The last man's voice calmly said, "But the situation is different now. Since Shopkeeper Xue has mastered the magical product MSG, as long as he expands the scale of sales, he will become extremely rich. Why should he be so stingy?"
At first, the man said in a bewitching voice: "As long as Shopkeeper Xue is willing to give us the formula of MSG, you can not only make a fortune, not only can you buy a hundred acres of good farmland, but you can also have extra money to support your descendants to study and learn to read. Maybe you can even pass the imperial examination and become the top scholar?"
Shopkeeper Xue said helplessly, "It's not that I want to have the recipe all to myself. I just want to know what the recipe is."
"MSG has a different owner. The restaurant only buys one or two per month. The owner is in charge of the rest. I am just a manager. You are the wrong person to talk to."
It turns out that they came here for MSG.
Du Mu picked up the tea bowl, and mist covered his thoughtful eyes.
During these six years, Du Mu did not stay in Kowloon Bay all the time, he also traveled around the world.
The sale of MSG actually started inland because there is a lack of seafood in inland areas, so the umami taste is more precious and can be sold at a high price.
Du Mu didn't want to attract attention by mass production, so in most cases, MSG was sold as a luxury product.
It was only in Kowloon Bay that Du Mu sold a small amount of MSG to the county magistrate in order to tie himself to the same interest chain.
It was also for this reason that Du Mu was not put on the wanted list for the outrageous act of firing the twenty cannons he purchased at the same time, but was handled in a low-key manner.
It seems that Master Luo was going crazy looking for the source of MSG. It took him three years to finally find Kowloon Bay.
The patience of the three men seemed to be exhausted. They slammed the table and were about to turn hostile, but they heard a mocking voice outside the window: "The Beggars' Sect will scrape off a layer of flesh when they encounter bones. You also know that?"
"Then how much meat is hanging on your bones?"
The people who spoke were Li Youde and Wang Fugui who had left earlier.
Du Mu came here because he found their tracks and followed them all the way. He never thought that they were also following the Luo Cult's people.
(End of this chapter)