The fifty-fourth round of fortune and misfortune

Qin Ying picked up a handful of well water to wash his face, and suddenly felt that this day was like flowing water, able to glide lightly over the palm of his hand.

The day the Lord of Xuandu Guan had a private conversation with her, it had been almost two months since today. Qin Ying went to the West Market every day to see the price of rice. She kept the estimated price of rice in mind the night before and checked it the next morning.

Half of the ten times were ridiculously bad. For Qin Ying, guessing the price of rice is like carrying out the popular canopy.

Even the rice shops on the street in the West Market knew Qin Ying's face.

They all knew that the kid in the robe came every day to ask the price of rice, but he didn't pay for it.

That afternoon, as soon as a rice shop at the corner of the street set up a stall, the shopkeeper greeted Qin Ying, who was walking slowly: "The Taoist chief is here again today." ”

Qin Ying arched her hand to him, watching him and the boy in the store pour the rice grain in the bag into Dun, she leaned in and asked:

"How exactly is the price of your rice determined? Sometimes the price rises after ten consecutive years, and then rises overnight; Sometimes it falls from a high price, and there is no buffer. ”

The shopkeeper reached out and scooped up a handful of white rice, and the grains of rice slipped between his fingers one after another.

He smiled and said to her, "Don't look at the continuous delivery of this rice to the store, in fact, it is very expensive." ”

"I want to hear about it." When Qin Ying heard him say this, she became a little interested.

"The rice and grain sold in the east and west markets today are transported from Jiangnan Province. Jianghuai rented rice first gathered in Yangzhou, and the boat was transported to Yangzhou to enter Doumen, traveled to Chuzhou, and then passed through Huaiyin and Sizhou. The boat entered the Bianhe River to Biankou, and then entered the Yellow River to Luokou. Take Luoshui to Luoyang. Transfer from Luoyang to Taiyuan warehouse and Yongfeng warehouse. Finally, it followed the Weishui into Chang'an.

"The waterway has been tossed and turned several times, and the depreciation of manpower and material resources has led to the rise and fall of the price of rice, and this price is not up to us." The shopkeeper was very helpless and aggrieved.

At this time, Qin Ying went to look at the rice grain again, and his eyes were very different.

Every grain of rice contains how much effort that cannot be seen or touched.

However, Qin Ying still had doubts in her heart: "Xiaodao looked at the price of rice on this street, but found that your rice is the most expensive, how should this be explained?" The price of rice in your house every day is more than that of the shop next to you. ”

The shopkeeper took two steps closer to Qin Ying, and said in a mysterious voice: "All the rice in my house is new rice, and who knows about his rice." ”

She nodded silently, and her bright eyes sank for a moment: "Thank you for revealing so much to Xiaodao." With that, she rolled up her sleeves and left.

Watching her back fade away, the shopkeeper sighed slightly: "The Taoist priests in these years have stopped cultivating, but have they begun to pay attention to the price of grain and rice?" ”

The kid next to him wiped the utensils with a rag, raised his head at this time and said with a smile: "In February this year, a group of Taoist priests came, and this didn't stop for long, and another one was recruited." ”

The shopkeeper muttered strange things as he went deeper into the shop.

Qin Ying walked around the rice shop at the end of the street, and then chatted with the shopkeeper: "The price of your rice has always been two pennies cheaper than the previous two, why don't you raise the price a little?" ”

The shopkeeper smiled bitterly, shook his head and said, "There are no customers in the first place, wouldn't it be even more difficult to sell if the price is raised?" ”

Qin Ying held her chin and thought for a while, and said, "Then have you ever thought about what is blocking the way to wealth?" ”

The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then he vomited bitterness in a trembling voice: "The location of the shop." And the rent in the heart of the West Market is really expensive, and I am afraid that I can't afford it for a small business. ”

Qin Ying interrupted him with his mouth: "If you can't occupy a good position, no matter how low the price of this rice is, no one can know it." The trail thinks it's time for you to reshop. ”

The shopkeeper bowed down and saluted her deeply: "What the Taoist chief said is extremely true. But where are you going to move? ”

She lifted him up, her eyes flashing with a slight light: "Do you have a bird's-eye view of the West Market?" ”

I saw that the other party was very pleased to take out the dusty pattern, and the two of them sat down to study it together, selected a few free good shops, and went to those places again, and asked for rent by the way.

In the blink of an eye, it was almost evening, and the shopkeeper enthusiastically wanted to leave Qin Ying to eat at his house as a gift of thanks.

But Qin Ying politely refused, she knew that her identity was not convenient for entering and exiting ordinary doors

"You're good at it. The poor road allows you to predict the price of rice, but you first changed the location of the rice shop in the West Market. Due to the situation, the price of rice is no longer too low. You're really wonderful. The viewer sat in the small room, and laughed after listening to her talk about today's events.

After laughing, he straightened his color and said: "Poor Dao once asked all the disciples to go to the West Market to prejudge the price of rice, but in the end, it was just over. No disciple has been as bold as you, and it has directly changed the fundamental problem that affects the price of rice. ”

Qin Ying pursed her lips and smiled, her face with hot tea in her hand was hidden in the mist, and she couldn't see it faintly.

"Xiaodao heard from the viewer more than a month ago that the problem with whether the business is good or not lies with the people, not the shop. But the shop is also opened by people. ”

She took a sip of tea and moistened her throat: "And the location of the rice shop is the feng shui where he lives." If something unsatisfactory happens, in addition to actively changing the feng shui of the place where he lives, he should also do good deeds to purify his heart. Xiaodao also said to him today, the two of repairing the inside and changing the outside should not be abandoned. ”

The Guan Zhu refilled the tea soup for her, and suddenly said jokingly: "Poor Dao wants to ask, did you collect money today?" ”

Qin Ying knew that the Guan Master was deliberately teasing her, and drank tea leisurely with her eyes lowered:

Xiao Dao saw that the man had no long things, so he naturally didn't take a penny, but he just thought that he had accumulated a share of yin virtue for himself. Afterwards, he was very embarrassed, and said that Xiaodao could carry rice casually to him. ”

He also took the empty cup and poured the freshly brewed tea soup: "At such a young age, I have the heart and bearing to envy money." Thou shalt not be a thing of the pool. ”

Qin Ying waved his hand again and again: "The Lord thinks too much. Xiaodao is just a layman who is afraid of being burdensome. I didn't accept the copper plate because it was too heavy in my purse. ”

The watchman's beard shook and said, "What are you being modest? He took out a scroll of silk books from his sleeve and slowly pushed it in front of her, "Why didn't you think about modesty when you were in the limelight on the stage before?" ”

She opened the silk book and was embarrassed. What is recorded here are two passages that Qin Ying said on the pulpit.

The two continued to talk for a while, and then finished the tea in the pot before parting.

That night, Qin Ying, who rarely dreams, dreamed of Liu Yun.

There are no lights on Suzaku Street, and the locust trees on the side of the road are rustling in the dark by the wind.

He stood at the Vermilion Bird Gate at the end of the Heavenly Street, staring at Qin Ying ten steps away.

The sound of "oh, oh" came into his ears from far and near, and Qin Ying only felt that it clearly didn't look like a dream.

"What else could this be if this is not a dream" Liu Yun raised her eyebrows and snorted, as if mocking the thoughts in her heart, "Don't you know that there is a curfew in Chang'an City, and those who commit night will be detained?" ”

Qin Ying said palely: "You actually know what I'm thinking? ”

"Ghosts can see through the hearts of all beings." Despite his disdain to answer the stupid question, he explained, "I don't even have the most basic common sense in my head." I'm curious, how did you grow up as a 300-year-old demon. ”

Qin Ying, who was glaring at him silently, secretly gritted his teeth: The young man on the other side was simply too deceitful, no, too much deceitful to demons.

"You came to my dream to mock me?" Qin Ying suppressed the urge to attack.

"No, it's to give you a message." Liu Yun said, "The leader of Zhonglu Pavilion in Pingkangfang, that is, Mei Sanniang, she fell into the Jingzhao Mansion Prison tonight. ”

Qin Ying couldn't believe his every word, she slowly walked in front of him and repeated word by word: "What did you just say?" ”