Taoist Temple: I was broadcast live while preaching to animals

Chapter 358

"That's it, the craftsmanship of this shop should be good. "

Yes, Master. The

trio stopped in front of a nondescript brick house.

It's a dilapidated bungalow, quite far from the main road of the town, somewhat remote.

There was a small blackboard hanging at the door, and there were only two words on it - shave your head.

Unlike the hair salons with flashing marquees, the light in the room is soft, spilling from the glass windows onto the floor at the doorway, forming a beautiful orange cross.

If Cheng Fan didn't guess wrong, this should be a relatively old-fashioned shaving shop run by his own family, and it should not be like those hair salons that need to apply for cards to store value, and the environment will be relatively simple.

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

"Master, it's so quiet here.

The little girl looked inside the room curiously.

There was no music playing in the house, only the "rustling" of razors.

They passed by a number of hair salons, some of which played pop music, some of which played heavy metal rock that stimulated the eardrums, and this quiet shaving shop seemed a little out of place.

Cheng Fan likes such a quiet place, and it is enough to simply shave his head.

The environment may seem a little shabby, but at least it doesn't fool guests into applying for cards and storing value, and induce them to use expensive hair care potions.

That's the case with this shaving shop, where the house is full of life.

The shaver seems to be a person with a habit of cleanliness, and there is a clear distinction between the things used for life and the tools used for shaving the head.

Where would an ordinary head shaving master pay so much attention to detail? At first glance, he is a craftsman with pursuit.

And Cheng Fan also saw that the guests who walked out of this head shaving shop were also in a good mood, indicating that the craftsmanship of this head shaving master was very high.

At this time, two people came out of the room.

One of them was emaciated, wearing a suit vest, a retro oil head, a one-sided glasses hanging from his right eye, and a razor, which was quite a bit of the shaver of the old magic capital.

The other came out with a big belly, wearing a suit, and his hair was wet, and he looked like a customer who was about to shave his head.

Seeing Cheng Fan and the three of them coming in, the man's eyes looked between the three.

With an indifferent expression, he said, "Which guest needs to shave his head?"

Xiao Nannan raised his right hand: "Uncle Handsome, Nan Nan wants to cut her hair!" The

shaver glanced at Xiao Nannan, and his face was a little softer.

"Little girl, please wait a moment. "

Hmm!" Xiao

Nannan nodded, pulling Cheng Fan and Xu Huan to sit down on the sofa next to her.

The shaver said lightly: "There is tea on the table, and the guests can do their own thing." With that

, he invited the guests to sit down and prepare to start shaving their heads.

Cheng Fan and the three of them didn't have much to do, so they watched him shave his head with great interest.

The shaver unfolded the razor and began to shave his head directly, without preparing a white cloth for the guests in advance.

The next scene surprised Cheng Fan and the others.

The razor reflected the luster of the cold, and the shaver made two strokes on the edge of the guest's neck with the razor, and then quickly and ruthlessly cut the knife! The guest's

hair kept flying, and in just fifteen seconds, it turned into an extremely smooth "boiled egg".

Surprisingly, all the shaved hair was scattered on the ground, and not even a single hair was touched on the clothes.

Cheng Fan's pupils shrank slightly, such a technique is definitely not simple.

The guest touched the smooth door of his head and smiled with satisfaction.

"Thank you, master, I'm sorry for your trouble, next time I'll bring a friend over to shave my head. The

shaver nodded faintly.

"Yes, thank you for your patronage. The

guest took out a thick wad of bills from his briefcase, handed it to the shaver, and left satisfied.

Xu Huan was shocked, such a thick pile of banknotes was conservatively estimated to be 20,000, and he was not calm at all.

"Master, this shop is too dark, isn't it? That man spent so much money just by shaving his head?

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

The shaver in front of him looked a little unfathomable, which actually made Cheng Fan have a trace of interest in solving the puzzle.

Therefore, Cheng Fan was not in a hurry to use Tianyan, but chatted with him.

"Master, I'm sure you've heard it too, I don't know how much it costs to trim the little girl's hair?" asked Cheng Fan with a smile.

While cleaning the razor, the shaver said lightly: "You don't charge incense money, and I don't charge you for shaving."

Cheng Fan raised his eyebrows: "Your Excellency should have never been to the Dripping Water Temple?" "

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

Cheng Fan nodded clearly, and Xiao Nan suddenly raised her little head proudly.

Xu Huanhu said suspiciously: "Ordinary hair cutting charges dozens, hundreds are rare, why do you want to charge that 20,000 yuan? "

The little girl doesn't have to be trimmed like that, that person is a little special. The

shaver pointed in the direction of the inner room: "Little girl, let's wash your hair first, if the Taoist chief is interested, I can talk while cutting my hair."

Xiao Nannan breathed a sigh of relief, she didn't want her little head to become a boiled egg.

After a while, the little girl washed her hair and sat down on the chair.

At this time, the double ponytails had already been untied, and the jet-black hair like a waterfall fell gently, almost hitting the ground.

"Nannan's hair is so long!"

said Xiao Nannan, grabbing a strand of hair, and said in surprise.

I don't think there's anything I don't think I can do with braids on weekdays, but I didn't expect it to grow so much after it became straight.

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

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

"Well, Uncle Shuai, Nannan will cherish it."

Hearing Xiao Nannan's words, the shaver, who had always maintained an indifferent face on the iceberg, actually showed a smile.

Just as the man was about to start trimming the little girl's hair, the door was slammed open, and 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 shaver's smile immediately retracted.

At this time, a few people came to the outer door, and it seemed that they were chasing Hongmao all the way, and knocked on the door several times in succession, and Hongmao leaned on the back of the door, without the slightest intention of opening the door.

After a while, the people outside shouted and cursed a few ugly words, and left with a curse.

The shaver clenched the razor in his hand, and a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes as he looked at the red hair.

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 look at the sofa mountain, looked at the shaver and said,

"Uncle Liao, I want to shave my head." "