“...... Selling Paintings, Selling Paintings......"

"Sir, do you want to buy a painting, come to our Yellow Crane Tower, buy a painting and go back as a souvenir, or give it to someone can get it." ”

"Watermelon, watermelon......"

At the entrance of the Yellow Crane Tower Scenic Area, under the stairs, along the street at the foot of the mountain, there are stalls, and hawkers with cars are shouting.

Bustling, one after another tourists walk along the hawker stalls, towards the entrance of the scenic spot, from time to time people stop in front of the stalls.

Pausing slightly on the side of the street in front of the Yellow Crane Tower, Lian Ge looked forward along the street, and the little mouse squatting on his shoulders also turned his head and looked,

Everywhere you look, there are people peddling calligraphy and painting brushes and inkstones, hawkers selling drinks and snacks are crowded, and even Lian Ge saw a piece of paper and fortune tellers, setting up a table, and painting on the table while selling paintings.

Looking at the picture in front of him, Lian Ge's eyes paused slightly.

Before, after leaving Wudang Mountain, Lian Ge either walked, or took a car, all the way or borrowed people's houses, or stayed overnight in the wilderness, passed through Xiangyang City, and walked for a few days before arriving here.

......

“...... Sir, do you want a painting, look at this painting, the painted crane, fairy wind bones, standing on the cliff on one foot, you can faintly see the Yellow Crane Tower in the distance, and there is a poem about the Yellow Crane Tower on the side, you see, what a sense of meaning, do you want one?"

Hearing this, Lian Ge turned his gaze towards that place and looked at it,

The one who was stopped was a young couple, listening to the words of the vendor, who seemed to be a little moved,

Glancing at the painting unfolded by the vendor, Lian Ge couldn't help but smile, he didn't know if the crane was a fairy wind bone, and it was difficult to say whether it had an artistic conception, but he could see that the painting was a copy.

Retracting his gaze, Lian Ge moved his steps and walked forward along the street,

“...... I came to the scenic spot here, and I didn't bring anything back, isn't this in vain, you say yes. ”

The hawkers behind him are still peddling,

"How much does your painting cost?"

"You said I have this in my hand, I have this in my hand and I brought it to the town stall...... If you really want it, I will sell it to you for 2,000 yuan, and you can take it back and hang it on the wall, which will definitely save face. ”

“...... Do you sell it for a hundred dollars?"

"This ...... It's done, I'll sell it at a loss when I open for the first time today, come, you take ......"

Listening to the distant words behind him, Lian Ge looked at the vendors on the side of the street, the pedestrians and tourists on the street, and moved forward.

“...... This Yellow Crane Tower, but there is a history, according to legend, in ancient times, the original location of this Yellow Crane Tower was a wine shop, that is, it sells wine, you know that kind of restaurant......

On the side of the street, a piece of paper was spread out in front of him, and the old man who was telling fortunes, I don't know if he was telling fortunes or telling stories, said to the two middle-aged women sitting in front of him,

"Oh my God, there was an old Taoist priest in ragged clothes, wearing tattered clothes, and smelling all over his body,"

"Jigong?"

"What Jigong, Jigong is a monk, this is a Taoist," the fortune teller old man waved his hand, a picture of insufficient vertical and conspiracy,

"You just remember, just like the old man, you look good, it's not good-looking, but they are all people with real skills, don't look at the poor road to set up a stall here, but I'm looking for someone who is destined, you know?"

"What about the Taoist priest when he came?" I don't know if I listened to the old fortune teller's words, one of the women asked,

“...... After coming, the Taoist priest entered the restaurant, and after entering, he was so stinky that the whole restaurant drank and ate, and couldn't help but cover his nose, and there were so many of them, and they ran away before the account was settled.

But the woman who opened the restaurant is different, she can recognize the real fairy with her eyes, and besides, you don't care if he stinks or not, this person is a guest, you kick him out, this reputation will not stink, so he hurriedly greeted him, and asked, old Taoist, old Taoist, do you have something, do you still want to drink and eat?

Then the Taoist priest said, "O he has come from the edge of heaven, and he has been walking for a long time, and he is thirsty, and he wants a cup of wine to drink.

The woman who opened the hotel hurriedly poured him a glass. The old Taoist priest took the wine glass and drank it, and after drinking, the person left without giving any money. ”

"And then?" asked the woman sitting across from her again,

“...... Then, the next day, hey, the old Taoist priest came again, and when he entered the door, he didn't say that he had paid for yesterday's wine first, but directly asked the boss to pour him another glass of wine. You said that you took advantage of this before, forget it, and you came back the next day, isn't this bullying?

But the woman who opened the restaurant was different, she estimated that it was only about a glass of wine, so she poured him another glass...... As a result, the third day came again.

Just like this, day after day, the old Taoist priest drank it for several years. Then suddenly one day, the old Taoist priest said that he was leaving, so he paid back the wine money he owed, and then picked up the wine glass, and poured it on the wall, and a crane was splashed, and the previous wine, rice wine, the crane that was splashed was yellow, and it was called the yellow crane, and as soon as the crane appeared, it danced on the wall, just like the current TV, and the people around looked at it, how strange it was, and they came to see it every day, and the one who opened the restaurant made a lot of money.

After so many years, the Taoist priest came again, and he didn't drink when he came, and as soon as he beckoned, the yellow crane came down from the wall, and the old Taoist priest stepped directly on the crane and ascended to heaven.

The restaurant owner saw that this was not a real fairy. Later, in order to commemorate this event, the Yellow Crane Tower was built on the location of the original hotel. ”

The fortune teller said, paused, looked at the two middle-aged women in front of him, and continued,

“...... You see, I am not dressed in the poor way and my appearance is not good, but if you think about it, is it really a coincidence that you meet the poor way? This is fate, because of fate, you can meet me, and the next time you come again, you may not see the poor road me.

The owner of the restaurant is only developed because he knows the true immortals. When you encounter the poor road, it can be regarded as fate, and the poor road can make an exception to guide you. ”

“...... Then this Yellow Crane Tower, how can it be on the mountain, can there be a restaurant on the mountain?" one of the women asked aloud, looking up.

......

On the side, Lian Ge paused slightly, listened to the words of the fortune teller, and turned his gaze to look,

He withdrew his gaze and continued to walk towards the front.

“...... cough, in the past, this Yellow Crane Tower was on flat ground, Lu Zu, Lu Dongbin, you know, after he ascended to the sky from here, this land was arched, otherwise, this place is the center of the city. ”

Beside him, the voice of the old fortune teller still sounded,

“...... It is also arched, and now this yellow crane tower was built in more than eight years. ”

On the side, an old man passing by seemed to have heard the fortune teller's nonsense, and couldn't help but say something out loud.

......

“...... So do you two count?"

"How much?"

"If you don't have fate, if you don't have enough fate, you have to point it out somewhat,"

"That'...... We don't count. ”

As she spoke, the two women stood up, followed the flow of people, and quickly left.

When the old fortune teller saw the two women get up, he also got up after him, trying to stay, but he saw that the two of them disappeared after a few steps.

“...... Phew, there are eyes that don't know the real immortals. ”

Looking into the distance, he cursed in a low voice, and the old man turned his head again,

“...... Eh, little brother, fortune telling. The old man stretched out his hand and stopped another man,

"Do you want money?"

Lian Ge looked at the hand that stopped in front of him, turned his gaze, and asked with a smile,

"This ...... How much or more. ”

"Daoist, didn't you say before, the restaurant owner, who has eyes to recognize the true immortal, and drinks for that person for free, is only developed. Why don't you give me a hexagram for free, and maybe I can draw a crane for you?"

Lian Ge smiled, looked at the fortune teller and said,

Hearing this, the old man was stunned,

Lian Ge smiled, moved his steps, and continued to walk along the street.