Northeast: My Absurd Woman

Chapter 197 Unorthodox Methods to Subdue the King of Hell

Yang Deshan, who had spent half his life disliking women, couldn't understand Zhang Changyao's words at all.

The two of them chatted back and forth, neither of them realizing that something was wrong with them.

Zhang Changyao, who was listening to the two talking, was so embarrassed that he wished he could dig a hole in the ground and crawl into it.

"Uncle, if you ask me, why don't you just give Zhang Changyao a scalp treatment?"

"Working all day and then staying up all night singing 'one two one,' it's really tough." Liao Zhi pleaded for Zhang Changyao.

"Okay, then let's not prick the vital spots, but the places that won't hurt our bones."

Yang Deshan took out a small leather bag and began to perform acupuncture on Zhang Changyao.

"Uncle, give Liao Zhi a few acupuncture needles too, see if he can feel anything inside his skin?"

After a while, Zhang Changyao felt less pain and began to think about Liao Zhi.

"Zhang Changyao, stop finding work for your uncle all the time."

I have no feeling in my body at all, so why should my uncle suffer for nothing?

"If you don't like me, you can have your uncle order you around, and you can give me the injection."

Liao Zhi rolled her eyes and glared at Zhang Changyao, her tone displeased.

"Why don't I give you some injections? Maybe I can fix you up in no time."

Even with needles stuck in his back, Zhang Changyao didn't forget to tease Liao Zhi.

"Since ancient times, it has been difficult to become an emperor through the righteous path, while the unorthodox and heretical paths can shake the King of Hell."

"Zhang Changyao, I believe you. My ability to stand up depends on your unorthodox methods."

Liao Zhi, with a serious expression, solemnly allowed Zhang Changyao to stab him.

"Liao Zhi, no matter what you say, I dare not give you acupuncture."

I'm not falling for your tricks. You're trying to make me stab you to death.

"To be honest, my uncle's skills are pretty good. He managed to snatch me back from the jaws of death, so he's no ordinary person." Zhang Changyao lay back down on the kang (a heated brick bed).

"Liao Zhi, it's not that your uncle finds it too tiring, it's that your uncle doesn't have the skills."

You're already in a terrible state; all you can do is move your mouth.

"What if my acupuncture skills, honed to the point of being useless in February and August, leave your mouth unable to move?"

Yang Deshan held the needle in his hand, looking at Liao Zhi's body with hesitation.

"Uncle, why don't you say what if you stab him so hard he can fly to the sky?"

If you only think about what's bad, but don't think about how to fix it properly, that won't work.

"Everything has two sides; don't just focus on the bad side," Zhang Changyao said, turning to Yang Deshan.

"Zhang Changyao, I'm thirsty! Zhang Changyao, I need one two one!" Yang Wuni patted the edge of the kang and called out to Zhang Changyao.

"Wu Ni is such a clueless child. Why is she chanting 'one, two, one' instead of sleeping at night?"

I really need to talk to her about this tomorrow. Men aren't like donkeys pulling a millstone; why make them walk all day long?

Yang Deshan pulled the needles off Zhang Changyao's back and put them into a small leather bag.

Zhang Changyao didn't dare explain to the innocent old bachelor and young bachelor, and slipped back to the east room with his head down.

The next morning, Zhang Changyao's donkey cart was filled with buckets of popcorn.

On top of the popcorn, there was a small teacup containing sugar-coated popcorn.

Every day, young couples come and go from the entrance of the Red Star Cinema in town.

This movie theater was left behind by the Japanese invaders; it wasn't originally called the Red Star Cinema.

After the Japanese were driven away, the government couldn't bear to demolish it, so they changed its name.

Back then, Zhang Changyao had saved up money for a long time to take Lin Qiu to the movies.

In the end, because they were short two cents, they had to sit and chat for a long time at the entrance of the movie theater.

It was because of this incident that the teacher who came to see the movie saw them.

Zhang Changyao tied up the donkey cart and searched for a long time, but couldn't find a suitable spot.

Finally, carrying a bucket, he squatted down next to the old lady selling peanuts.

"Auntie, how much is a mug of Mao Ke'er?" Zhang Changyao asked the old lady tentatively.

The old lady's hair was completely white, and because she was plump, her face had few wrinkles.

With her flat nose, big mouth, and small eyes, she rolled her eyes at Zhang Changyao, pursed her lips, and didn't say anything.

She assumed Zhang Changyao was also there to sell fried dough sticks, so she didn't want to talk to him.

"Auntie, I sell popcorn with sugar filling. Would you like to try some? It's delicious!"

Zhang Changyao took out a teacup of sugar-coated popcorn and held it under the old lady's nose.

"I'm not eating it. You go squat down at the popcorn stand."

At such a young age, why do manual labor without earning a living?

"Coming out here like an old lady, earning just a penny or two, I don't know what they're thinking?"

The white-haired old lady pointed to the old man selling popcorn across the street and gestured for Zhang Changyao to go over there.

"Auntie, try some first. I'm not squatting here selling popcorn like you guys."

Zhang Changyao held up the tea mug containing popcorn and smiled apologetically at the old lady.

"I'll try some, then you should leave quickly. You yourself said you wouldn't sell popcorn here."

Despite being an old lady, she had a full set of neat teeth. She took a kernel of popcorn, put it in her mouth, and chewed it with a "crunch, crunch" sound.

"Young man, your popcorn is really delicious, why don't you sell it?"

The old lady took one pill and became addicted, so she grabbed a few more and ate them.

"Auntie, how much is a mug of these Mao Ke'er tea?"

Zhang Changyao didn't answer the old lady's question, but instead asked her a question.

"Fifteen cents a teacup, what's wrong?" The old lady stopped chewing.

"Auntie, how about I sell my sugar-coated popcorn for two cents a teacup?" Zhang Changyao asked the old lady tentatively.

"Young man, why are you going back on your word? You just said you wouldn't sell here!"

The old lady returned to her original state, pulling her little wooden stool along.

She distanced herself from Zhang Changyao, turning her head to the side to avoid looking at him.

"Auntie, I wanted to sell you this popcorn for 15 cents a cup, but you can sell it for 20 cents a cup."

I'll give you another one; for every ten teacups you get, I'll give one free for those who haven't tried it before.

Zhang Changyao, shameless as ever, approached the old lady and whispered to her what he wanted to discuss.

"You're quite the shrewd businessman. How much does the grain depot pay per kilogram for corn as public grain?"

I can't make popcorn myself, why would I need to buy it from you?

Stay away from me, I'm selling snacks, don't bother me.

The old lady pursed her lips and glared at Zhang Changyao with a look of disgust.

Carrying a small stool and a basket of popcorn, he walked around Zhang Changyao and sat down next to the old man selling popcorn across the street.

The latest blockbuster movie is about to start, and couples are walking towards the movie theater from all directions.

"Free samples of sugar-coated popcorn; if you don't like it, you don't have to pay."

Zhang Changyao, holding a popcorn tea jar, weaved through the crowd.

When you see a girl, bring the teacup closer so she can smell the sweet aroma of popcorn.

"Wow! This popcorn is so sweet and fragrant, and it doesn't even have corn husks! How much is it? Give me two teacups."

A person wearing a green satin-patterned cotton-padded jacket with a woolen collar.

The chubby girl with the ponytail tasted a few and then asked Zhang Changyao.

"Two cents a teacup, how many teacups do you want?" Zhang Changyao was exceptionally enthusiastic towards his first buyer.

"Two teacups."

The girl with the ponytail opened her shirt pocket and let Zhang Changyao pour the popcorn in.

Zhang Changyao continued to promote the popcorn, and more and more people bought it.

Almost everyone who tried the popcorn bought two teacups.

"You young man, that's really unfair of you, trying to steal business from us old folks."