Steam Era: The Lord of 'Puluo' Chapter 1179 582: Husband, Does It Look Good? (Nuclear Content)

The peddler asked, "Want to buy some ointment?"

The man nodded repeatedly; there was an injury on his throat, preventing him from speaking.

The peddler asked again, "Got money?"

The man fished out a few Silver Yuan from his pocket, his hand trembling with worry that he might not have enough money, his eyes full of pleading.

The peddler took the Silver Yuan, grabbed some medicinal liquor, poured it on a piece of cotton cloth, and began to clean the man's wound.

After wiping away the pus, the peddler applied two pieces of ointment to seal the wound: "Don't let it get wet for three days, find a place to rest, and don't let the wound reopen."

The man kept bowing to the peddler and walked away with a grateful look.

The peddler weighed the few Silver Yuan in his hand and sighed, "Gains and losses, it all evens out, but this time, I made a loss again."

Li Banfeng said, "Knowing it's a loss, why insist on doing this business?"

The peddler chuckled bitterly, "There's plenty of loss-making ventures, I've lost quite a bit with you too, but this time I've profited from you, as you helped block the rumors for me."

Li Banfeng shook his head, "Rumors can be blocked, but if things get real, I won't be able to hold them back. If one day you truly encounter the Heavenly People, must you fight her?"

The peddler tidied up the remaining ointment into the cabinet, glanced at the sky, "That's how it was agreed in the first place."

"Someone asked me to pass on a message to you, she said for the two of you to stop fighting."

The peddler looked at Li Banfeng, "That must be from Red Lotus, right?"

Li Banfeng nodded slightly.

The peddler laughed, "She's overthinking it; the feelings between me and the Heavenly People are true."

Lu Qianjiao bit her lip, her voice trembling slightly, "Are the feelings with others all false then?"

Li Banfeng was stunned, when did Lu Qianjiao arrive?

The peddler shook his head, "Qianjiao, our feelings are unchanging even if the seas dry up and the rocks crumble, how can they be talked about as true or false?"

Lu Qianjiao looked at Li Banfeng, "Did he say the same thing to that bitch from the heavens?"

Li Banfeng paused for a moment: "Did he say that? I don't know either!"

The peddler was taken aback: "You two know each other?"

Lu Qianjiao nodded, "Yes, he came to my house one day and asked if you were there."

Li Banfeng looked up, "Little sister-in-law, you have to tell the whole story."

The peddler looked at Li Banfeng, "Whether the whole story was told or not, that's secondary, but how did you know where her house is?"

"I, well, I just found it while walking..." Li Banfeng had promised Zhao Lanmeng not to reveal his identity.

But if he didn't reveal it, it would be hard to explain.

The peddler's gaze changed a bit: "Brother, this isn't your first time at her house, is it?"

"It was my first time..."

"Definitely not the first," Lu Qianjiao laughed, "Brother Li is so kind, he often drops by to check on me; unlike you, a heartless man who forgets me in an instant."

Li Banfeng panicked, "Little sister-in-law, your couple's quarrel shouldn't involve me!"

Lu Qianjiao gritted her teeth, "Who is a couple with whom? I can't live without him, is it? Brother Li, let's live together from now on!"

As she finished speaking, Lu Qianjiao picked up a stone and threw it at the peddler.

The stone exploded into countless small fragments, scattered in all directions.

The peddler hid behind the cabinet, not daring to fight back.

Li Banfeng didn't want to get involved in this matter, so he turned and walked away.

Bang!

A stone hit the back of Li Banfeng's head.

Endure it, this place is not suitable to stay long.

Bang!

Another stone hit the back of Li Banfeng's head.

Endure it, there are more important things to do.

Whoosh!

The third stone flew towards the back of Li Banfeng's head, and he turned and caught it.

Can't take it anymore.

Why should I suffer because of you two fighting?

Li Banfeng took the stone and threw it back at Lu Qianjiao.

Lu Qianjiao, still venting her anger, didn't expect it and was hit right on the forehead.

This stone completely set Lu Qianjiao off.

"Alright, you lay a hand on me, I knew you were sent by that slut!" she swung a stone at Li Banfeng, who wasn't willing to show weakness, dodging with the Carefree Freedom Technique while picking up stones to retaliate.

After a brief exchange, Li Banfeng couldn't win against Lu Qianjiao and ran away.

Lu Qianjiao wiped the bloodstains off her face, looking surprised at Li Banfeng's back.

The peddler seized the opportunity to try to escape with his cart, but Lu Qianjiao pulled him back, "That man's stone throwing is precise, he has the talent of our Taoist Sect."

The peddler nodded: "Since he's talented, he shouldn't be missed; you should first negotiate with him, see if he would like to join your Taoist Sect. If he refuses, I'll slowly persuade him later!"

Lu Qianjiao fiddled with the peddler's chin: "There's no rush to talk about his matters; first, explain your situation, where have you been these days?"

...

Li Banfeng returned to the Portable Residence, the main room was so crowded that there was nowhere to stand, and the family was still having a meal, the room was in a complete mess.

Li Banfeng had brought back so many ingredients that everyone was stuffed to the point of constant burping.

"Why is everyone gathered here? There are so many rooms, why insist on eating together?"

Hong Ying wiped her mouth and said, "There's nowhere else to go; the Seventh Room is occupied by Xiaowan, and all the other rooms are piled up by the Old Man."

"What's filled up?" Li Banfeng opened the door of the second son's room, finding it full of bicycle parts.

Opening the door to the Third Room, there were leather buckets, iron buckets, wooden buckets, chamber pots, water tanks, bathtubs...everything that could contain water was filled with thick grease.

The Fourth Room was also full of oil, packed fuller than the Third Room, and the Fifth Room was even more crammed, leaving no space to walk.

Li Banfeng said, "Old Man, what are you doing with so much oil?"

"That's too much?" sneered the Old Man, "All this I've refined, otherwise our home couldn't fit it."