Trafford’s Trading Club

The green light is counting down and will disappear in a few seconds.

The driver is probably in a hurry. He figured that if he didn't speed up, he would be able to successfully pass before the transition, which would save him from having to stop and start again.

Six seconds, five seconds... very good, just enough to catch up, and the driver was in a good mood.

For three seconds, the driver's eyes suddenly widened, and then he slammed on the brakes with his feet - a woman walked out pushing a stroller.

There was no way she could pass, there were only two or three seconds left... Is this woman an idiot? She's still on the phone! Such a careless mother!

Due to the speed of the car, the car could no longer stop. The driver's eyes widened in despair. However, when he crossed the sidewalk, he didn't seem to feel that he hit anything.

The car finally came to an emergency stop at an intersection, and the driver quickly got out of the car and looked back.

What I saw was the careless mother on the phone, who was being held by the arm by a young girl - she saved her.

"How are you walking?!" the driver roared and walked up. He felt that he had to curse a few times to calm down the shock.

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"I'm really grateful to you. God is grateful to you. Oh my god..." The woman thanked her excitedly in front of Caroline.

She held the child in the stroller and kissed the child's forehead repeatedly, "Oh... I'm sorry, baby, mommy will never make a phone call while crossing the road in the future. Forgive me, okay? Oh... I'm sorry, sorry."

Caroline watched quietly.

Why did she reach out to give this woman a hand? She was still thinking about this question.

Why did she see this scene in advance? She also deliberately started to panic about this question.

She had realized something... something special seemed to have happened to her.

"Miss! Please tell me your name and contact information." The woman seemed very grateful: "Please let me repay you well, otherwise I don't know how to forgive myself for my carelessness."

Caroline opened her mouth, then thought for a while and said: "Then... can you treat me to breakfast? To be honest, I haven't had breakfast today."

"Of course! Of course, I'm so happy!"

She grabbed Caroline's hand and said quickly: "You can eat whatever you want, no problem."

The feeling of being appreciated...it turns out to be this...

People like me will also have times like this... to be grateful.

Caroline smiled to herself. This smile looked a little weird to the child's mother, and she couldn't help but look at Caroline in confusion. Only then did the child's mother realize that there were clear bruises on Caroline's neck, as if she had been pinched.

And Caroline's eyeballs were filled with blood, as if she was wearing special contact lenses.

"Are you...are you okay?" the child's mother asked subconsciously.

Caroline shook her head, maybe she could think of a reason to deal with it casually - for example, she was domestically abused by her boyfriend, and then escaped, and now she is penniless - maybe the mother of the child would be more willing Do yourself a favor.

If she could get her hands on a little cash, she might even be able to get away from the place temporarily via some pheasant carts.

"I actually..." Caroline moved her lips and was about to say a set of improvised excuses, but she suddenly swallowed the words and then changed her words: "I'm sorry, I can't have breakfast. I'm in a hurry. …”

With that said, she ignored the child's mother's call and hurriedly ran into the crowd.

During rush hour, the streets were bustling with people, and Caroline quickly disappeared from the mother's sight.

The reason why Caroline ran away in a hurry was because she saw Arnold, who seemed to be... passing by in a hurry.

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The man looked a little shivering and stopped in front of a mobile breakfast cart, "Give me a cup of coffee."

The salesman in the car took a look and saw that the man buying coffee had obvious bruises on his face. He must have been in a fight. There were also wounds on his cheeks, which may have been scratched during the fight. such as.

The salesperson didn't pay attention.

Don't encounter too many people injured in fights in this place. "Sir, your coffee. Thank you two reals."

He took out a pile of loose coins from his pocket, picked out two, placed them directly on the counter, and left with the coffee - but he felt a sudden tap on his shoulder.

He turned around in confusion and his eyes suddenly shrank.

"Arnold! You're okay! It's really you! Great!" Caroline grabbed the man's arm. Perhaps out of joy, Caroline grabbed it very hard.

Caroline looked at the scars on the man's face, "How did you escape from Boston? Did they do anything to you later?"

She looked at the scars on Arnold's face and didn't know how many times he had been beaten after she left, and she felt somewhat apologetic.

The man... Arnold was stunned for a moment, and then said quickly: "I escaped quietly while they were sleeping. What about you... are you okay?"

Caroline shook her head: "After they took me out, I found an opportunity to escape. But I don't think they would let me go so easily."

Arnold nodded and said, "Yes, Boston is ruthless and will definitely not let you go so easily...Have you figured out what to do next?"

Caroline said worriedly: "I don't know, maybe I want to leave here... I'm still thinking of a way. What about you? You finally escaped, what are you going to do now?"

Arnold shook his head and said: "I haven't thought about it yet. But... I should be able to find a place to hide for a while. Otherwise, you can come with me."

Caroline frowned and asked subconsciously: "Where?"

"University, we can go to the university to hide." Arnold said quickly: "In the dormitory of the university, I can stay with my classmates for a few days!"

"College..." Caroline hesitated.

Arnold said quickly: "There are many people there, and there are school security guards. Even Boston doesn't dare to mess around!"

Caroline thought for a moment, then nodded in agreement, "That's fine."

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Passing by rows of luxurious villas, Song Haoran introduced the background of the people living here to Luo Qiu, "...Basically, they are all descendants of Spanish nobles. Because starting from the mid-16th century, this place became a Spanish colony. . This situation lasted for a long time. In fact, Cartagena also declined for a time, and it was not until the 1910s and 20s of the last century that it prospered again due to shipping."

Luo Qiu listened quietly.

"Humble house?"

The car finally stopped in front of a building surrounded by tall walls. Luo Qiu looked at the plaque hanging in front of the door.

Song Haoran smiled and said: "This is written by my father. Do you know why it is called Humble House?"

Luo Qiu shook his head.

Song Haoran said: "In the beginning, this was where we lived. In recent years, my father has moved to another place. Firstly, the environment there is better and more suitable for living. Secondly, it can avoid unnecessary disturbance. This I must have lived in this humble house for ten years. Dad said that when our Song family started, we actually had nothing. Our ancestor was an honest farmer with only one tiled house and only four walls. When winter came, The cold wind can’t even be blocked.”

"have you been there?"

Song Haoran shook his head and said: "I returned to China several times, and once I followed my father to find his hometown, but it was completely unrecognizable. All I could find was a piece of barren grassland."

"That's why we have a humble abode." Luo Qiu nodded.

"That's why we have a humble abode." Song Haoran smiled and led Luo Qiu in.

When several people passed the entrance named 'Dragon Hall', Oni and Lluvia had already stopped. The two of them did not go further, but servants came out to greet them in the humble abode. Judging from the situation, they were all familiar faces.

Luo Qiu met the housekeeper of the humble residence named "Fifth Uncle". This middle-aged man with some gray hair, his expression and movements were very rigorous, and his meticulous attitude seemed to have a vague British style.

Uncle Wu asked Luo Qiu, and then after taking a look at Luo Qiu's face, his expression was a little moved, but he didn't say anything, he just became more respectful.

Song Haoran said that this fifth uncle had attended a school that specialized in training housekeepers.

"Fifth Uncle, this Mr. Luo is a distinguished guest in this humble residence. Please greet him first." Song Haoran looked at Luo Qiu at this time and said, "Wait for me, someone will greet you. If you need anything, just ask Fifth Uncle." .”

Luo Qiu did not ask why Song Haoran left.

The interior of the humble house was completely modeled after the alleys of the old capital. The side hall where Luo Qiu was at this time was also antique. The fifth uncle stood in front of Luo Qiu very respectfully - even standing in the right position, "Dignified guests are here, don't you? Do you know what you want to drink?"

"Give me a glass of water." Luo Qiu responded politely.

"Dear guest, please wait a moment."

Uncle Wu nodded, without any dissatisfaction or any unnecessary words, turned around and walked out. The side hall suddenly became quiet - because Luo Qiu was the only one here.

He casually picked up a book on the shelf next to him and read it. It was "History of the Ming Dynasty" among the Twenty-Four Histories.

Footsteps.

"How can you serve distinguished guests with just water when they come to your door?" a woman's voice said.

Luo Qiu closed the book and turned around, only to see a woman with pink hair tied up and wearing a cheongsam slowly walking in with a tea tray in her hands. Li Guo smiled slightly.

The cheongsam woman put down the tea tray and chuckled: "Junshan Silver Needle, also known as 'Gold inlaid with Jade'. According to legend, its first seed was planted by Ehuang and Nv Ying, and it has been passed down since ancient times..."

The cheongsam woman began to take out the stove, boil water, and wash tea. Her movements were gentle, like a girl picking tea in a water town in the south of the Yangtze River. She said softly, "One day, when the second emperor of the Later Tang Dynasty went to court, the courtiers held a cup and made tea for him. . When the hot water was poured into the cup, I saw a cloud of white mist rising into the sky. A white crane suddenly flew out of the white mist. The white crane nodded three times to Emperor Mingzong and flew toward the blue sky. Fly away. The emperor asked why this was, and the courtiers below replied: This is because the yellow feathers were soaked in the water from Liuyi Well in Junshan. The yellow feathers are what we often call Junshan Silver Needles. From then on, Junshan Silver Needles The needle became a special tribute tea to the emperor."

The tea bowl was used, and the fragrance was in her mouth. The cheongsam woman held the tea bowl in her hands, and then said softly: "Smell the fragrance."

Luo Qiu took the tea bowl from the cheongsam woman, opened it, took a look, then shook his head and said, "Actually, I don't quite understand."

The boss was telling the truth - the maid had never made Kung Fu tea. Because Boss Luo felt that the black tea and scented tea brewed by the maid were already excellent, so there was no requirement in this regard.

The cheongsam woman was startled when she heard this.

Boss Luo took a sip directly and then said: "It tastes pretty good. Where can I buy it?"

"I'm afraid this is a bit difficult. This is the highest priced tea that was sold at the tea art conference in Huaguo Tea Country five years ago. It can't be bought outside." The cheongsam woman smiled slightly, "Because she is a distinguished guest, so she will It comes out to greet you.”

"Thank you." Luo Qiu nodded.

The cheongsam woman suddenly said: "The Humble House greets guests with services comparable to those of the top hotels. But over the years, in Humble House, those who can be called VIPs have only appeared six times in total, including you. .Do you know who the five distinguished guests in front are?"

"Of course he is a friend of the owner here." Boss Luo thought for a while.

"There have been presidents of this country, there have been important wealthy people in the Chinese community, and there have also been tycoons who monopolized the arms business of a continent. They are all figures who can cause uproar in the outside world with just a few steps... So, as the sixth distinguished guest, you , who is it again?”

So Boss Luo said very directly: "I recently took over a small store, and I usually sell things that others need."

The cheongsam woman raised her face slightly, "What do you mean when others need something?"

Boss Luo said: "That is to say, we sell a little of everything."

"Do you have a business card?" she then asked.

Boss Luo shook his head and said apologetically: "I don't have a business card. However, there is a kind of voucher for guests, but I don't plan to give it to you for the time being, because Miss, you seem to be in good condition and don't lack anything, so I'm sorry. "

"Really? That's such a pity." The cheongsam woman smiled slightly, and then said calmly: "Then, distinguished guests, please take a seat, I'm going out."

She walked away like this.

Boss Luo smiled, sat down, then picked up the tea bowl in his hand and looked at it. After that, the boss looked at some Junshan Silver Needles that had not been used up.

His hand passed over the vessel, and there was a vessel full of tea leaves on the saucer. "Well, it should be able to drink for a long time."

Boss Luo smiled, and after snapping his fingers, the vessel filled with tea disappeared - and an extra glass vessel appeared on the open club cabinet on the stairway.

"Has anyone been here already?"

At this time, Uncle Wu came in with a glass of water on a plate. He looked at the set of tableware next to Luo Qiu in confusion and frowned. He recognized what was inside and already had some guesses about the person coming.

"It's nothing." Luo Qiu smiled and said, "It's just that a young lady came to chat with me."

"I'm really sorry, distinguished guest." Uncle Wu said quickly: "I didn't think carefully... That lady didn't say anything to you, so what should I do?"

"No." Boss Luo shook his head: "If you have time, thank her for the tea she made for me and told me some allusions."

"Definitely, definitely." Uncle Wu nodded.

He didn't know why he was nervous. He just felt that when this young man spoke, he was calm and unassuming, but it made people more nervous than when Mr. Song was angry.

Like the sea, the endless sea hides the undercurrents and whirlpools of a no-man's land.

I hope Miss Sakura didn't have any conflict with this distinguished guest.

Dad's Buddha jumped over the wall, the distinguished guests sent by Song Haoran himself... and the young man's face, the fifth uncle actually had some vague guesses in his mind...

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