Sanniang had resentment in her eyes, grievances on her face, her small mouth was still pursing, she stared straight at Tian Shiyi, and said in her heart: It is this man's refusal to ask for himself that has made him fall into such a field now.

Tian Shiyi's face turned red rarely, and he hurriedly asked Monk Fang what was wrong.

But it turned out that after Yu Sanniang failed to marry Tian Shiyi, Sanniang and her mother spent all day thinking about exchanging their daughters for money so that they could marry their sons.

Just yesterday, Sanniang and her mother negotiated with a rich man outside the city and sold Yu Sanniang to the rich man as a concubine at a high price of 30 yuan.

Sanniang was reluctant to hear that there was a lottery by the West Lake, so she brought the 500 yuan she found in a certain day to the lottery, hoping to win the second prize. At that time, when he had money, he was a reliable man and bought himself out of his home, so as to avoid the terrible fate of being a concubine for the rich man.

Tian Shiyi then remembered that Yu Sanniang just wanted to let her help her see the lottery tickets.

It's a pity that Monk Fang's wish to marry a female showman is now unrealizable, because Yu Sanniang is obviously illiterate.

Brother Eleventh glanced at the lottery ticket in Yu Sanniang's hand, and saw eight words written on it, "Why thank you for participating."

Tian Shiyi looked up to the sky and sighed, so angry that his temples protruded. He decided that he must go to Fang Baihua after he went back in the evening, and he had to make a good stir between life and death, and he had to let Fang Xiaoliu's ass bloom tonight.

Hearing Brother Eleven's sigh, Monk Fang and Yu Sanniang were both nervous, thinking that things were so difficult that Brother Eleven couldn't do anything about it.

Unexpectedly, after Brother Eleven sighed, he turned his head to Yu Sanniang and asked, "When will the rich man come?" ”

Yu Sanniang was a little afraid to look at Tian Shiyi, and hurriedly lowered her head and whispered: "It's set at three o'clock, and after the delivery of the copper coin, I will go to the yamen to write the deed of sale." ”

Three minutes is equivalent to less than two o'clock in the afternoon, and there is still time for it.

Brother Eleven told Monk Fang that two things must be done now. The first person sent Yu Sanniang back to the other courtyard, so that the rich man could not see anyone. Second, find a way to stop the rich man, it's best to make the other party not see Sanniang and his mother.

With Yu Sanniang by his side, Monk Fang actually became more stupid than usual, and even asked Brother Eleven how to stop the rich man.

Tian Shiyi said angrily: "Kidnapping tickets and robbing you at will, either let him not see anyone, or make him unable to pay the money." Remember to cover your face. Forget it, don't go by yourself, call the puppy, bring a few more people over, and I'll take care of the rest. ”

After that, Tian Shiyi pulled Monk Fang aside and said in a low voice: "You have to ask her first if she is willing to follow you, if she is willing, I will quickly fulfill the two of you, and I will find a way on Fang La's side." If she doesn't want to, then it's up to you to pick up girls. ”

Brother Eleven usually said the word pickled girl, and Monk Fang knew the meaning.

Hearing Brother Eleven say that he wanted to fulfill himself and Yu Sanniang, Monk Fang blushed for a while, and sighed for a long time: "No matter who she marries, as long as she is happy." ”

Tian Shiyi was so angry that he didn't care about kicking Monk Fang twice, telling him that he was not so noble, and he had to catch what he liked. immediately urged him to hurry up and do something, if Yu Sanniang was really sold to the rich man, the rest of the matter would be even more troublesome.

The lottery has come to an end, and the cute people who participated in the lottery are slowly scattering. Mobile SM:

This is also the method that Tian Shiyi thought of, try to prepare some larger prizes, so that people will psychologically feel that the prize is worth the lottery and feel that they have earned it.

Since it is the big day of the opening of the restaurant, today's Eleven Lang was naturally carefully picked up by the Liu family and Sister Baihua.

With a folding fan shaking "a table of scum" in his hand, and a piece of beautiful jade hanging on his waist, Pan An is as handsome as he walks, walking in the crowd, he really can be called personable and extraordinary, I don't know how many big girls and little daughters-in-law have been provoked to peek at it.

At this time, the lottery area is no longer the world of popsicles and "three oils", all kinds of stalls selling vegetables, fortune tellers, acrobatics and medicines, comparable to a small temple fair.

Brother Eleven wandered around and his mood gradually improved. Although there are still a lot of troubles, he is also a rich man who has just earned more than 10,000 copper coins, and he will inevitably feel a little complacent in his heart.

"This son, go slowly."

Tian Shiyi was strolling around with satisfaction, but was stopped by a pickled Taoist priest in his thirties.

Glancing at it with his spare eyes, Tian Shiyi found that this Taoist priest not only set up a fortune-telling stall, but also put a lot of old books on the table next to him, and he didn't know whose little girl was standing at the table and looking at it fascinatedly.

The pickled Taoist priest bowed his hand and whispered to Tian Shiyi: "I see that this Gongzi Yintang is black, and I am afraid that there will be a bloody disaster in the near future, so I might as well let this Dao make a hexagram for Gongzi, or maybe I can crack the method." ”

Tian Shiyi smiled "hehe", and his heart actually met a charlatan, and he didn't know if the trick had a good master who didn't know whether the puppy was alive or dead.

Hearing Tian Shiyi's hehe, the Taoist priest sank his face and said, "Why is Childe laughing? This Tao Guo Jing, three months after birth, can walk, five months can speak, when he was young, very smart, broad-minded history, especially fine Taoism. I wanted to return to the holy mountain to attain the Tao and turn into a Taoist, but I didn't have a chance to linger in the world. If the son doesn't believe me, please go by himself, and return to Huangquan in a few days, but don't blame the Tao. ”

Guo Jing? Tian Shiyi closed the folding fan and knocked on his head, feeling that this name was a little familiar, it seemed that he had seen it on the Internet, but he couldn't remember the others.

Seeing that after the Taoist priest surnamed Guo turned back to the hexagram stall, he pretended to be a master on the surface, but his eyes were rolling around in his bones, and he scanned himself with his residual vision from time to time, clearly still having ghost ideas.

Brother Eleventh was playful, opened the folding fan with a "bang", shook the four big words "a table of scum" and walked quickly to Guo Jing and said, "You can see it." I really don't want to hide it, I am Qin Shi Huang, in fact, I am not dead, I have a million taels of gold hidden in Chang'an. I now need ten copper coins to make the passage to Chang'an, as long as you give me ten coins, I will take out half of the gold after I return to Chang'an, what do you think? ”

Daoist Guo looked at Tian Shiyi with his mouth open, with an expression of eating flies on his face. He never expected that this young man who was as rich as jade would be a peer.

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