Knock knock

Dongfang Xiaoshu tapped three times on the table, handed over a piece of paper, the fat man's body trembled, and he tried to open his eyes, although the eyes were small but very clear, so clear that people were not annoying, at least Dongfang Xiaoshu thought so. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The fat man wiped a handful of saliva from the corners of his mouth, his sparse eyebrows moved slightly, his eyelids finally raised, and after glancing at Dongfang Xiaoshu, he slowly sat up straight.

With the strong shout of the chair, the table was also squeezed forward by its round belly, and Dongfang Xiaoshu's heart was beating with shock.

After being silent for a while, the fat man seemed to finally come to his senses and asked, "There are four major academies in the world, namely the Taoist Academy, the Buddhist Academy, the Xuantian Academy and the Barren Mountain Academy, why don't you go to the Taoist Academy?" ”

The fat man's voice was smooth and mellow, and he did not have a dignified profiteer's face, which surprised Dongfang Xiaoshu.

Seeing that he asked so directly, Dongfang Xiaoshu replied without hesitation:

"There is a beautiful woman in the Dao Hall who wants to warm my bed and wash her feet, but there is a very powerful little white face Hengsheng to block it, so I want to find a backstage, a tough backstage, so that if I beat that little white face, I don't have to be afraid of the retaliation of some old guys who protect the calves!"

"What about the beauty?" The fat man asked with a twinkle in his eyes.

"It's time to warm the bed, it's time to wash your feet!" Dongfang Xiaoshu replied rudely.

"Then why don't you go to the temple?" Dongfang Xiaoshu's words seemed to arouse the fat man's curiosity, and the fat man continued to ask.

"First, I have to eat meat, second, there are female dependents around me, third, I hate bald donkeys that don't grow hair the most, and male thieves and prostitutes with a belly full of benevolence and morality. The money that was set up in the name of collecting incense and merit did not look at how many good deeds they did, the key is where the silver went! ”

As soon as Dongfang Xiaoshu mentioned the silver, his face was full of indignation like a monk robbing his woman.

The fat man's eyes lit up again, his sparse eyebrows trembled, he looked down at a piece of paper on the table, and a pair of small eyes shone with the familiar light of the Oriental tree, and continued to ask:

"Silver is really a good thing, not only can you buy wine and eat meat, but you can also listen to songs and enjoy songs, the fat man just doesn't know how to earn silver the fastest, and it's about to stop!"

Dongfang Xiaoshu glanced at the fat man suspiciously, and the fat man immediately explained knowingly: "It's very simple to earn money, the key is not to leave a tongue for people, and you have to collect it openly, it's difficult, it's difficult, it's difficult, I've lost weight!" ”

"Fatty, can you call the shots in this place of the academy?" Dongfang Xiaoshu looked left and right, and asked in a low voice like a thief.

"I can't be the master, no one can be the master!" The fat man's squinting eyes shone in a small whisper.

"Really? Bragging is taxable! Dongfang Xiaoshu said suspiciously.

"As long as you can let me collect the money openly, and Lao Tzu will let you enter the barren mountain without examination, what do you think?" The fat man patted his chest and said confidently.

"Fatty, believe you are a fool, but" Dongfang Xiaoshu pursed his lips, made a thoughtful look, and did not continue.

"But what, everything is easy to discuss, otherwise after entering the barren mountain, let you be a senior brother, what do you think?" The fat man turned around with a pair of small eyes and continued to bewitch.

"But how about we make a note, and divide the money we get fifty-fifty?" Dongfang Xiaoshu's eyes were also shining, and he stretched out five fingers and said.

"Deal!" The fat man nodded immediately as if he had met a savior, for fear that Dongfang Xiaoshu would regret it.

Dongfang Xiaoshu took out the extremely old brush from his arms, and brushed and wrote on the back of the paper without raising his head or opening his eyes, but he didn't find that the fat man was stunned when he saw the brush, as if he had swallowed a goose egg in his mouth, and the whole person was round.

"Can fat people write?" Dongfang Xiaoshu handed the brush to the fat man and asked.

"You're really not authentic, are you so buried?" The fat man took the brush, hesitated for a moment and pouted and said, and after brushing a few strokes, he returned the brush to Dongfang Xiaoshu.

"Turtle King Eight Mung Beans, dead fat man, can you be less sincere?"

Dongfang Xiaoshu pointed to the paper and said angrily, it turned out that there was no signature on the paper, but he scribbled a pattern of a fat man holding a wine glass, not to mention that the painting was somewhat similar to himself.

"This is more popular in my hometown!"

Dongfang Xiaoshu dragged the fat man's bulging palm, drew a stroke with a brush on his thumb as thick as a carrot, and pressed it on the paper.

The thick thumb pressed on the paper like a cat's paw, and a touch of black light entered the fat man's thumb through his soul, and the fat man revealed a bitter gourd as if he had been wronged.

Dongfang Xiaoshu took the brush into his arms with satisfaction, put the paper in front of his mouth with both hands, and kept blowing until the ink dried.

"Fatty, get a wooden box with a mouth, and a red cloth, if you don't have a red cloth, red paper is fine!" Dongfang Xiaoshu folded the paper, carefully put it in his arms, and said with his back to the fat man.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around, the wooden box and red cloth that opened all appeared on the table, and Dongfang Xiaoshu said to the fat man with a smile in his eyes:

"Hehe, the hand is quite fast, but look at your little bit of interest, the merit box of the bald donkey is bigger than this box, and it is not a belly pocket for women, do you need to search like this, it should be bigger!"

"How old?" The taunted fat man looked up and asked.

"At least the table is that big!" Dongfang Xiaoshu said affirmatively.

Under Dongfang Xiaoshu's jaw-dropping exaggerated expression, the fat man unhurriedly took out the open box from the table, and there was an oversized red cloth, Dongfang Xiaoshu resisted the urge to explore the table and began to get busy.

The red cloth wraps the open wooden box the size of the table, and the two big characters "fundraising" can be written in a prominent position by the Oriental tree.

A few lines of special font are neatly written below: "In order to improve the quality of life of students in the academy, and at the same time improve the qualifications of students to cultivate immortals, we hereby raise donations, one or two silver is also love, and there is no cap!" ”

After writing these, Dongfang Xiaoshu felt that it was still not enough, and at the top of the red cloth on the other side, he wrote the words "Yaoli, five hundred taels of silver tickets" before standing behind the fat man with satisfaction and no longer making a sound.

The sun was finally willing to raise its head, and the red light brightened, and the carriages finally showed their shadows and drove slowly.

The first person to get off the car was a young man, freshly dressed and angry, his hair was combed with oil, and there were six servants in the family alone.

Dongfang Xiaoshu clicked his mouth, and suddenly felt that five hundred taels was a bit too little, and the fat man was still drowsy, and his half-squinted eyes were equivalent to full squinting but he was always looking at the young man who came over.