"Just here, the skill of this store should be good."

“Yes, Master.”

The three of them stopped in front of an inconspicuous brick and tile house.

This is a dilapidated bungalow, far from the main road of the town, and somewhat remote.

There is a small blackboard hanging at the door, with only two clean words on it - shaving.

Unlike those hair salons with marquee lanterns, the light in the house is very soft, and it falls from the glass window to the ground at the door, forming a beautiful orange cross.

If Cheng Fan is not mistaken, this should be a relatively old-fashioned barber shop run by himself. It should not require card payment and store value like those hair salons, and the environment will be relatively simple.

Cheng Fan lifted the curtain, and Xu Huan took Xiao Nannan into the house first.

"Master, it's so quiet here."

Little Nannan looked inside the house curiously.

There was no music playing in the room, only the "rustling" razor sound.

They just passed by many hair salons. Some of the shops were pop music and some were heavy metal rock that stimulated eardrums. Such a quiet headsharpening shop seemed a little out of place.

Cheng Fan likes such a quiet place, and simply shaves his head.

The environment may look a bit simple, but at least it will not fool the guests into applying for a card and store the value, inducing the guests to use expensive hair care potions.

This is the case with this barber shop, the house is full of life.

The barber seems to be a person with a cleanliness obsessiveness, and his daily life is clearly distinguished from the tools used for shaving.

How could an ordinary barber pay so much attention to details? He looked like a craftsman with aspirations.

Cheng Fan also saw that the guests who walked out of this barber shop were in a good mood, which shows that the barber shaving master is very skilled.

At this time, two people walked out of the inner room.

One of them was thin, wearing a suit and vest, with a retro oily head, a single-sided glasses hanging on his right eye, and holding a razor, which looked like a barber in the old era.

Another man walked out with a big belly, wearing a suit, and his hair was wet. He saw that he was about to shave his head.

Seeing Cheng Fan and the other two coming in, the man looked at the three of them.

He said indifferently: "Which guest needs to shave his head?"

Little Nannan raised her right hand: "Uncle handsome, Nannan wants to cut her hair!"

The barber looked at Xiao Nannan and his face became gentler.

"Little girl, please wait a moment."

"OK!"

Xiao Nannan nodded and pulled Cheng Fan and Xu Huan to sit down on the sofa beside her.

The barber said lightly: "There is tea on the table, and the guests can take care of themselves."

After saying that, he welcomed the guests beside him to sit down and prepare to start shaving his head.

Cheng Fan and the other two had nothing to do, so they watched him shave his head with great interest.

The barber unfolded the razor and started shaving his head directly, but did not prepare the white cloth for the head-closure for the guests in advance.

The next scene surprised Cheng Fan and the other two.

A cold luster reflected on the razor. The barber gestured twice on the edge of the guest's neck with the razor, and quickly and fiercely cut it!

The guest's hair kept flying, and in just fifteen seconds it turned into an extremely smooth "brown egg".

Surprisingly, all the shaved hair was scattered on the ground, and there was no hair on the clothes.

Cheng Fan's pupils shrank slightly, and this technique is definitely not simple.

The guest touched his smooth forehead and smiled with satisfaction.

"Thank you, Master, please, I will bring my friends to shave my head next time."

The barber nodded lightly.

"Sure, thank you for patronizing."

The guest took out a thick stack of banknotes from his briefcase, handed them to the barber, and then left with satisfaction.

Xu Huan was shocked. Such a thick stack of banknotes was conservatively estimated to be 20,000, and he was immediately uneasy.

"Master, this store is too dark, right? That man spent so much money just by shaving his head? Is it okay for Xiao Nannan to cut her hair?!"

"Don't be impatient."

Cheng Fan held his chest with one hand and held his chin with the other.

The barber in front of him looked a little unfathomable, which made Cheng Fan have a little interest in solving puzzles.

Therefore, Cheng Fan was not in a hurry to use the Sky Eye, but started chatting with him.

"Master, I believe you have heard it too. I wonder how much it costs to trim the little girl's hair?" Cheng Fan asked with a smile.

While cleaning the razor, the barber said lightly: "You don't charge money for incense, and I don't charge your barbers."

Cheng Fan raised his eyebrows: "You must have never been to Drishuiguan before?"

"Yes, I haven't been there. But it doesn't affect my respect for you."

Cheng Fan nodded in a clear way, and the little Nannan immediately raised her little head proudly.

Xu Huan said suspiciously: "It is rare for ordinary hair cuts to charge dozens of people, but hundreds of them are rare. Why do you charge that person for 20,000? But he still looks happy."

"The little girl doesn't need to trim like that, that person is a little special."

The barber pointed to the direction inside: "Miss, let's wash your hair first. If the Taoist priest is interested, I can talk while cutting my hair."

Little Nannan breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't want her little head to turn into a braised egg.

Soon, Xiao Nannan washed her hair and sat on the chair.

At this time, the two ponytails had already been untied, and a black hair that looked like a waterfall fell gently, almost on the ground.

"Nannan's hair is so long!"

The little Nannan grabbed a strand of hair and said in surprise.

I often wear braids on weekdays but I don’t think it’s anything. I didn’t expect that it would grow so much after becoming straight hair.

"Little girl, your hair is beautiful and beautiful, you must cherish it..."

A hint of sigh flashed across the man's unshaven face.

Although Xiao Nannan didn't quite understand what he meant, she still responded:

"Yeah, Uncle Suitable, Nannan will cherish it."

Hearing Xiao Nannan's words, the barber who had always maintained an indifferent face of icebergs actually smiled.

Just as the man was about to start trimming his hair for the little Nannan, the door was knocked open with a "bang". A red-haired boy rushed in and locked the door with his backhand.

Cheng Fan noticed that when the red-haired boy entered the door, the barber's smile immediately calmed down.

At this time, several people came from the outer door, as if they were chasing Hongmao all the way. They hit the door several times one after another. Hongmao leaned tightly on the back of the door, without any intention of opening the door.

After a while, the people outside shouted and cursed a few bad words and left cursed.

The barber squeezed the razor in his hand tightly, and a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes when he looked at the red-haired.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

When the red-haired boy saw the group of people walking away, he got up and stood up straight.

Cheng Fan and Xu Huan, who didn't even look at the sofa mountain, stared at the barber and said:
Chapter completed!