古代刀客养家日常

Ruan Qing picked up a man from ancient times.

The man said, “I’ve been working for many years and earned tens of thousands of gold taels and boxes of gems.

Ruan Qing asked, “Where is it?”

The man replied, “… in ancient times.”

Snippet of daily interaction:

Twenty-seven looked over.

In the video, a tall, thin, young man was wearing a mask. He ducked his head to get out of the car, and then he looked up. Only half of his long hair was tied back, and the other half was hanging loose. The movement of lowering his head and then raising it, along with his walking motion, and the slow playback caused his flowing hair to slowly fall off his shoulders and float down his back.

This made his face look all the more delicate. However, the lower half of his face was hidden by the mask.

According to Twenty-seven’s understanding, the purpose of this video was just to watch the young man flip his hair.

The young man was very much like those dandies in another time and place that put on makeup. When they saw a proper young lady on the street, they would flirtatiously push their hair behind their shoulders with their fan before going over to tease the lady.

It was indecently flamboyant!

Twenty-seven looked down on those types of men, but reality told him that some women enjoyed those types.

He raised his eyelids and looked from the phone screen to Ruan Qing’s face.

Sure enough, Ruan Qing was weak to that sort of behavior.

Her eyes were narrowed, and her smile was silly. She was like a love-struck fool as she stared at the looped playback on the screen. She sighed and said, “Ah, how can he look so good?!”

Twenty-seven: “…”

Twenty-seven didn’t say anything and diligently continued cooking.

After they finished eating, he washed the dishes and tidied up the kitchen. Ruan Qing was sitting on the sofa and swiping her phone.

After swiping her phone for a bit, she suddenly heard Twenty-seven ask, “Like this?”

Ruan Qing turned her head. Twenty-seven had his hands in his pockets and seemed uncomfortable. Half of his long hair was tied up in a high ponytail while the rest was draped over his shoulders.

His attractiveness and figure wasn’t any worse than the guy that had uploaded the earlier video.

Wait, that was wrong. Ruan Qing had seen the guy in the video without his mask. Based on her aesthetics, Twenty-seven would totally beat him in attractiveness!

At this moment, Ruan Qing even felt a greedy desire. If this man from ancient times couldn’t resolve the issue of getting an identity card, she wouldn’t mind if he stayed with her and cooked her meals and cleaned her apartment in lieu of getting a job.

However, these selfish ideas were definitely not okay. She was just thinking about it.

If Twenty-seven didn’t get an identity recognized by the government, he would have to rely on her for many things. He might even be at risk of being exploited by her. That was too unfair to him.

Ruan Qing continued worrying over how to solve the issue of giving Twenty-seven an identity.

Attempt #3 at finding a job:

Twenty-seven had broken away from his original world and the control of the Palace of Hell. He had originally wanted to live out his life as an ordinary person.

However, a yuan could stump a hero. If he wanted to stop financially relying on Ruan Qing, he had to figure out a way to earn money. However, without an identity, he couldn’t earn money through legal channels.

After much deliberation, he decided that his only option was to return to his old profession.

Twenty-seven continued his stroll.

His hard work paid off. He met another quarreling group. It was two men and one woman.

Twenty-seven observed them for a while to understand what was going on. Their quarrel was about the woman. The two men were her husband and ex-husband. That was kind of interesting.

The two men fought until their heads were bleeding. In the end, they were pulled apart, and the husband left with his wife.

The ex-husband harshly said, “I’ll rip off your head the next time I see you!”

The ex-husband took out a tissue and wiped the blood on his face while cursing back as he left the scene.

The spectators dispersed once the excitement was over.

Twenty-seven surreptitiously followed the ex-husband and called out to stop the ex-husband when they got to a parking lot.

He had observed earlier that the ex-husband had a beer belly and was wearing a big gold chain necklace and beaded bracelets. He was definitely a hundred times richer than the hawker couple from before.

“How can you easily let go of your hatred? He stole your wife.” The former gold-medal showed off his imposing aura as he approached the gold chain necklace ex-husband. “For 10,000 yuan, no bargaining, I’ll bring you his head tonight.”

Don’t quote a price that was too cheap to rich people. Otherwise, they would think he was a third-rate killer that was scraping to make a living.

The gold chain necklace ex-husband was still holding a bloody tissue. He speechlessly stared at the gold-medal assassin.

People that would commit crimes of passion would sometimes have additional requests that were quite strange. Twenty-seven had taken on those orders before.

Twenty-seven thought it over and said, “If you want to make him a eunuch, that’ll cost an additional 2,000 yuan.”

The ex-husband: “…”

“You’re crazy!” The ex-husband dropped the tissue and beelined to his car. Everyone was afraid of lunatics. After all, if a lunatic committed a crime, he wouldn’t be punished by the law.

Twenty-seven watched as his potential big customer nervously bolted into his car, immediately locked his car door, stepped on the gas pedal, and disappeared from the parking garage in an instant.

Twenty-seven was a bit depressed. As an assassin, he wasn’t good at promoting his service.

People in his line of business had specialized duties. He was only responsible for killing people. Other people were responsible for the administrative matters in the Palace of Hell. Moreover, their reputation preceded them, and most of their customers came to them with gold and silver.

In the past, Twenty-seven was sure that he would be able to give a good life after leaving the Palace of Hell. But now, he suddenly wasn’t so sure. It was so hard to make money!

If Ruan Qing knew about his situation, she could explain his problem using modern concepts. People thought they were amazing when they had a platform to rely on. It was only when they left the platform that they would realize they were nothing.