Silent Crown Chapter 32: Begin to worry slowly

　　 "Sir, how much is this clock."

　　 "I don't know."

　　 "I want this pocket watch, I don't know..."

　　 "I said I didn't know you didn't hear it?"

　　 "Sir, I think..."

　　 "Go on! No business today!"

　　 After driving away the sixth guest, Uncle Monster directed Ye Qingxuan to close the door with a cold face, put up a sign of ‘Closed for Business’, and then continued to squat behind the front desk and began to stammer back the alphabet.

　　 beside, Ye Qingxuan looked at the guests who were scared away by the uncle, and couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.

　　 "How did this store survive until now?"

　　This curiosity really comes from my sincerity.

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　　 After staying in this store for two days, Ye Qingxuan has a little understanding of the situation.

　　Monster Uncle’s name is'Seton'. He is not the boss here. He is not even interested in clocks and watches. In addition to looking for someone to clean it, he doesn’t bother to take care of this shop, but maintains its current situation.

　　Business or something, just as shit.

　　According to him, the boss here is not doing his job properly and went on a trip abroad. He was only invited to see the shop.

　　 Speaking of this time, he was very upset, with a gloomy expression as if he was about to tear the ‘boss’ apart. The whole person exudes a violent breath, and you can scare children when walking on the street.

　　 Ye Qingxuan understands from the bottom of his heart why the boss would look to Seton to see the store.

　　 There is such a fierce **** here, without the size of two companies, I am afraid that even the army would not dare to rush in, let alone the thief?

　　 Except for the spelling and letter issues, Seton usually doesn't talk much. There may only be three sentences in a day, two of which are for Lao Fei.

　　 I really don’t know why he is so interested in reading. He asked Ye Qingxuan to keep accounts here instead of letting him teach himself spelling and reading.

　　恩, by the way, use it as a cleaner.

　　 Ye Qingxuan was also happy, so he squatted at the door to practice runes and recite syllables. It's a pity that the results are very low... No, the very little effect is just to put gold on one's face, but it is actually not profitable.

　　 After a long time, he himself was a little sad, after all, the resonance rate between himself and the ether was too low.

　　 Whenever he thinks of the neurosis of streaking on the street that night, he feels a little desperate... That neurosis can make the etheric ball shine when he vomits. Why can't I find a direction when I practice syllables every day?

　　 In fact, he also knows the real problem.

　　 induction, **** etheric induction.

　　 He couldn't sense the existence of any ether.

　　The standard syllable is something that needs to be strictly regulated to the time of exhalation and the number of vocal cord vibrations. Doing according to the standards may not be successful, but if you do not follow the standards, you will definitely not succeed. If you can’t sense the change of the ether to adjust your own voice, then you will have to smash the mouse to death...

　　 But after such a long time of contact, with tens of thousands of pronunciations, there should be a few chances of a blind cat running into a dead mouse. But I don't know why, Ye Qingxuan has never seen it once.

　　 "What the **** is this..."

　　 He lay down on the ground, wishing to roll like old Fei.

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　　"Hey, Ye, go to receive the goods."

　　 Behind the counter, Seton said: "18 Queen Street, just find the steward there. The boss has ordered the goods there."

　　 Seton stuffed a pen into his pocket: "Just sign it, the goods are expensive, you can buy ten children like you, don’t steal anything, or I’ll take you to the hospital myself. ."

　　 Seton’s words are not polite, nor are they once or twice. On the contrary, there are only a few people who are as simple and straightforward as him.

　　 He hates hypocrisy, so he believes in the truth. Say this thing is expensive, this thing is really expensive. If you say something is missing, if you send Ye Qingxuan to the hospital personally, you will definitely send Ye Qingxuan to the hospital.

　　 Indeed, in this era, watches and clocks are still in the scope of luxury goods. Such large desk clocks and pocket watches are things only used by nobles. What's more, everything in this shop looks like art of a certain age. Some of them are decorated with enamel and small jewels. Look It's very valuable to go up.

　　Wait for a pocket watch to take out. Buying ten children is a bit exaggerated. It is always okay to buy eight.

　　 "Uncle, I just came to work on the third day. You let me take such an important thing, isn't it?" Ye Qingxuan was a little helpless.

　　 "It makes sense, but what do I keep you for when you don't work?" Seton squinted at him.

　　 Ye Qingxuan hesitated, and stood still.

　　"What's wrong? Don't know the way?"

　　 "The way... is to know a little bit."

　　 Ye Qingxuan organized the wording: "I heard that it is a noble district. The nobles like to beat people, what if they beat me?"

　　 "The kind of aristocracy you mentioned has become extinct in the UK. The gentleman style is popular now, and you will be pitiful and will give you two dollars." Seton said coldly, "Don't want to be lazy."

　　"It’s not safe to go from here to there. If you run into trouble along the way..."

　　 Seton: "This shop has a name left by the Metropolitan Police Service, and the owner here can speak up in the House of Lords. No one is so indifferent to the name of your newspaper."

　　 "Uh, I am not very comfortable today."

　　 Seton looked at him, Ye Qingxuan was speechless. Seton put down his book and asked bluntly: "Where have you stolen money?"

　　 "No."

　　 "Then you have offended the people there?"

　　 "Uh, no." Ye Qingxuan's expression was bitter.

　　 "What's the ink?" Seton squinted at him and raised a hammer-like fist: "Do you want me to give it to you?"

　　 "I will go now!"

　　 Ye Qingxuan fell into the wild and fled...

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　　 "Just sign this form."

　　 Outside the magnificent hall, the old steward in a black dress pointed to the list and said. The old butler seemed very surprised at his arrival. He looked at him and shook his head for a while until the signing was finished.

　　 "What's wrong?" Ye Qingxuan looked at his body: "Where am I dirty?"

　　 "No, no, no." The steward stroked his beard, and suddenly asked, "Is it uncomfortable to do work under Seton's hands?"

　　 "Uh, okay, okay. Uncle is a good person.".

　　 "He seems to be very optimistic about you."

　　 When parting, the old manager patted his shoulder in a complicated tone: "The future of young people is always boundless."

　　I don’t know why, Ye Qingxuan always feels like he’s undergoing **** training...

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　　 In the hot afternoon sun, he always felt a little tired when he walked on the busy streets.

　　London is an island. It is built on this huge island, the buildings are complex and dense, leaving almost no space. Even the satellite islands in sixteen suburbs are full.

　　 City Hall divides London Island into three cities, the upper, the middle and the lower, and it is subdivided into nine ring districts. The Queen's Road is the most ornately decorated place in all the ring districts.

　　 Here is the famous Ring Road in the upper city, which is located in the middle of the third ring, the golden zone of London. Thirty percent of people in London eat meals for the people of this ring road.

　　 Silk and spices from the East, gold jewelry from the Tianzhu people, and the popular fashions of the Burgundy kingdom can be seen everywhere here, and just being in it makes people feel dazzled.

　　 But Ye Qingxuan only felt strange and familiar when he came.

　　 It’s been many years since it has become so fast, like a popular trend among the nobles, it is unpredictable. But the taste in its bones is still the same.

　　 looks like a charming lady, her eyes are flowing, which is addictive, but in her bones she is indelibly cold.

　　 This kind of breath is enough to evoke too many painful memories, making him feel uncomfortable in his heart, and he doesn't want to stay longer.

　　 But when he thinks of himself, he can't help but sigh.

　　 "What a bad luck."

　　 He took the ether ball out of his pocket, fiddled with it, and looked at its silent state, thinking that he might not be able to handle this thing for the rest of his life.

　　 "Why don't you shine?"

　　 He held it up in the sun, looking at it like a transparent material, a little discouraged.

　　"Young Master?"

　　 Someone behind him asked quietly.

　　 Ye Qingxuan's body stiffened a bit, and he felt the familiar suffocation come back, making his expression a little ugly.

　　 He took a deep breath and turned his head.

　　In the crowd on the street, he saw an old woman holding a basket in her arms, dressed as a servant. She rickets like all old women, walking slowly, her eyes muddy.

　　 Seeing the teenager looking back, she was stunned, the vegetable basket in her arms fell to the ground, and the fruits rolled over. She seemed to be watching something incredible.

　　 "Is that you? Master, are you back?"

　　 She grabbed Ye Qingxuan's hand and said incoherently excitedly: "You are finally back, if you know, the master will..."

　　 "Sorry, you may have identified the wrong person."

　　 The old maid was stunned, she looked at Ye Qingxuan in amazement, and could not speak.

　　 "I'm not a young master, maybe you read it wrong." Ye Qingxuan bent over to help her pick up the tumbling vegetables and fruits and put them in her hands: "I have something to do, please don't delay me Time."

　　The old maid looked at Ye Qingxuan's appearance, her eyes gradually disappointed, and she bowed her head in despair:

　　 "Sorry."

　　 didn't say anything, she staggered away holding the food basket, sometimes looking back at the boy's back, her expression lost and sad.

　　 After a long time, I can't see it in the crowd.

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　　 "Is everything going well?"

　　 When he returned to the store, Seton asked.

　　 "En."

　　 Ye Qingxuan smiled: "When encountering some things, I suddenly found that Avalon is really scary. I always encounter things I don't want to encounter."

　　 "If you don't want to go out, just check the store."

　　 "No need." Ye Qingxuan shook his head: "I thought it was troublesome to go out~IndoMTL.com~ but now I think it's nothing."

　　 "Oh, just get used to it."

　　 "Where's the old fee? Why don't you see it?"

　　 "I went out, like I lost something."

　　 "Uh..."

　　 Ye Qingxuan's expression became weird when he thought of something.

　　——Should Old Fei pick up something strange again, right?

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　　Facts have proved that Ye Qingxuan's worries are correct.

　　 In the middle of the night, Ye Qingxuan was awakened by the scream of Lao Fei at the back door, and yawned to open the door. Can't help but lament, did Lao Fei return to this unlucky habit again?

　　 It used to be like this, always like to run around at night, and then bring back all kinds of strange things.

　　 For example, dead mice, dead rabbits, dead snakes, toys for other people's children, coins and change on the ground...not to mention, since the old Fei developed this habit, Ye Qingxuan's pockets have become a lot richer!

　　 But what's bad is that what Old Fei picked up is completely uncontrollable! Just like the mysterious little jars sold by Tianzhu people, you have no idea what is hidden in it!

　　 bark bark!

　　 Old Fei was even more anxious. Ye Qingxuan felt helpless and opened the door latch: "Don't worry, don't worry, I'll open the door for you. Come, let me see what you brought again... Slot!"

　　 Outside the door, Old Fei squatted on the ground, sticking out his tongue triumphantly.

　　 Ye Qingxuan is petrified.