Fang wandered out of the door, and heard someone shouting from a distance: "Cooking cakes!" Sell Cookcakes! Buy cooking cakes! I suddenly felt a feeling of hunger in my heart, and hurriedly went up to buy some cooking cakes to satisfy my hunger. The pen, fun, and www.biquge.info cooking cakes are actually the current steamed buns. And the steamed buns at that time were a bit like the buns now. Cooking cakes are inexpensive and can be used to satisfy hunger. Maybe the prototype of Wu Dalang, who was thousands of miles away, was also selling cooking cakes at this time.

"Buy cookcakes!" Fang Luo was surprised. The man who sells cooking cakes is quite short, it is none other than Wu Dalang.

"What do you call the cookcake seller?" Fang Yu couldn't help but ask.

"Wu Zhi......" The man put down his burden and hurriedly lifted the cage cover, and the voice behind him was suppressed by the noise of the street.

"Ah, it's really Wu Dalang?" Fang Luo was taken aback.

"Oh, my name is Wu Zhishu" The man was stunned, and before he understood, he repeated it. "Guest, how many cookcakes do you want?"

"Ahh Yes... Mistaken... Ha" Fang laughed dryly. "Ten pancakes."

Wu Zhishu wrapped eight cooking cakes for Fang Luo, and said with a gesture: "It's cheaper for you, twenty wen." ”

"Oh, twenty Wen ......" Fang Luo nodded and took the cooking cake, and raised his head suddenly: "Huh? Twenty texts? Why is it so expensive."

I touched the two pennies in my pocket, which is not enough for a cookcake, what is the price? Fang Yu sighed: "Amitabha, that's it, don't want it." ”

He looked at the cooking cake and swallowed his saliva. Although the cooking cakes are not as white as modern steamed buns, and they are not fluffy, after all, there is no sense of existence in the stomach.

Wu Zhishu looked at it carefully, and said with a pious face: "The master turned out to be a person from the Buddhist sect, guilty of sins, and the master accepted the cooking cakes, and did not dare to collect money." ”

"Thank you to the donor, the poor monk is also for a few people outside the city who fled the famine and hunger to turn the fate, the poor monk accepted the cooking cake, the donor is a kind-hearted person, the poor monk will chant and pray for the donor day and night." Fang Luo didn't want to take advantage of these ordinary people, he was hungry, so he could only wait for the future to benefit the people. Of course, in this era, there are always constant homeless, so I won't be a goof.

He took the bread and sat down in a secluded place to eat. After eating a few, he couldn't eat, and he wondered where he would sleep tonight and what he would do after that. There is still an injury on his leg, and he can't do it for the time being as an errand boy or a housekeeper. While thinking about it, he took out the pen and paper inkstone and drew a few boring strokes. I had planned to write a few poems to shock the citizens in order to attract their thighs, but when I saw that there were few well-dressed people around, I looked for another way.

What should I do? What can quickly become famous and reach the pinnacle of life in this era?

Looking at the mess on the paper, it feels a bit abstract. It's also a bit like a gossip map.

Gossip? It occurred to him what to do.

Spread out another piece of paper, and with the impression, drew a diagram of Zhou Yi's gossip on it.

Kun, Gen, Kan, Zhen, Xun, Li, Dui, and Qian's respective figures, Fang Qi drew the simplest form, after all, there is only so much that can be remembered. This is still the memory left by his hobby of studying gossip maps when he is bored, hoping to find out the trajectory of fate. With nearly a thousand years of foresight, there is nothing more suitable for oneself. The joy in my heart was constantly rolling, and I instantly felt like I was rolling on the map of history, and I could easily control everything and change it at will.

Fang Luo chose a place with a lot of pedestrians on the street, pressed the four corners of the drawing with stones, and sat there with his fingers pinched and pretended to be profound, waiting for the surprise to come.

He began to close his eyes, people came and went, and no one stopped to tell fortunes.

He was almost asleep, feeling the passage of time, like a galloping horse pulling his sleepiness thousands of miles away, turning into clouds.

"Auntie...... Please...... Let's go back, Lord Lang blames it, and Xue'er suffers. ”

"I don't remember Cher being punished."

"My aunt, Cher is going to kneel down for you."

"Humph! Kneel what kneel! Hey, there's a fortune teller? ”

The sound is getting closer. Fang Xuan was dazed in sleepiness.

"Auntie, that's a charlatan. It's too shabby, just a piece of paper and a pen, and the clothes are in tatters, oh, you see, auntie, she still looks like a monk. ”

"Xue'er, don't talk nonsense, only those who are really capable will be poor, maybe a hidden hermit."

"Then Xue'er can make a bet with the eldest mother? If the eldest mother wins, no matter where the eldest mother goes, I won't persuade her, if Xue'er wins, will we go home, okay? ”

"You damn girl! Bet on it, go, and see. ”

"Hey! Feed! Wake up! Feed......! Fortune teller, don't sleep, the pigs are awake! ”

Fang Xuan opened his eyes in a daze, and a delicate face came into view.

It's beautiful! Fang hovered at a speed of light years per second, and came to his senses. He couldn't lose face in front of a beautiful woman, he still squinted, looked at the little girl in front of him, thinking about how to deal with it, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a more beautiful woman out of the corner of his eye.

Oops, is this going to be peach blossom luck? A burst of dizziness hit, and the comfortable feeling was like shivering when peeing, he stretched his waist and said: "Who has a big dream, I know it in my life." ”

When he opened his eyes and looked at the more beautiful woman or girl, a flower suddenly appeared in Fang Xuan's heart, and the flowers were blooming, red and green. I saw that she was wearing a light green cloud smoke thin shirt, and the snow tulle thousand water skirt was white and flawless. The head is hung down and divided into a small bun, and there are gold flower ornaments. Picturesque appearance, carved in powder. Eyebrows do not need to be painted, and Tianjiao has long temples. The beautiful eyes are like rippling blue waves, the nose is towering, the lips are like cherries, slim and elegant, the sky and the graceful.

I feel pity. Fang Luo looked at her in a daze, and even he could feel this shameful look.

"You disciple!" Na Xue'er saw that Fang Luo had been staring at her eldest mother, and scolded angrily.

Forehead...... Fang Luo also realized that he had lost his temper, but he still stared at it, and said lightly to the little lady: "This lady, please let go, you blocked my gaze from looking at the sky at a 45-angle angle." ”

45 degree angle? Xue'er and the eldest lady were stunned, but they understood the celestial phenomena. Both of them couldn't help but reprimand in their hearts: It's obviously staring at people, but also watching the sky! Lecher!

"Hmm......" Fang Qian shook his head, "Yes, I see......"

"Excuse me, the two of you...... What is a lady? Marriage or family or health? Fang Yao turned his head and asked lightly, with a serious gentlemanly demeanor and a gentlemanly smile.

The little lady and Xue'er suddenly blushed. Seeing that he was not as rude as just now, Xue'er felt a lot of anger in her heart, and while peeking at her heroine, she sneered and said, "You can help my eldest lady calculate it." ”

"Stinky girl, looking for a fight~" The little lady's face turned even redder, and she raised her hand to fight.

"Auntie spare her life...... Hee-hee! Cher smiled and dodged.

The little lady glared at Xue'er lightly, and her face flushed.

"Mr. Annoyance, count fate......" A cold flashed across her face.

Fang Luo caught her momentary emotion, looked at the little lady again, and secretly thought, seventeen or eighteen years old, the ancient woman was almost married at the age of fourteen or fifteen, alas, I'm afraid she was also inserted in cow dung. So many flowers, but! Why didn't you choose my brew that tastes good?

"I look at the lady's face, although the blessings are endless, but I show a depressed and unhappy atmosphere......" Fang Luo shook his head and shook his tail, and stroked his chin with his hand, "It's just..."

"Just what?" Cher hurriedly asked.

"Sir, but it doesn't hurt to say that." The little lady saw that what he said was quite appropriate, and also urged.

"Just, how much are you going to pay me?" Fang Luo licked his lips and said curtly, stretching out two fingers.

"You're ......! You! It's really a money-got-eye. Cher pulled the little lady to leave.

"Cher! Don't talk nonsense! Sir may have his difficulties. The little lady pushed Cher's hand away. Xue'er, take the consistent money and hand it over to Mr. Yu first, if the calculation is good, add the consistent. ”

"Auntie......" Xue'er reluctantly took out the copper coin from the package and threw it to Fang Xi.

Fang Luo secretly shouted lucky, I wanted to say twenty wen, but I didn't expect to run into a big wrongdoer, seeing that they also seemed to be from a big family, and I didn't be polite to them, I put the money in my arms, thinking, how to make this little sister happy? Since she is married, but her face is melancholy, one means that she married someone she doesn't like, and the other means that the relationship between husband and wife is not good. Ancient women, marrying chickens and chickens, having children are more resigned, and it doesn't look like she has given birth to children, it's better to ...... Hehe, the money may be in hand.

Fang Luo used a few stones to pretend to demonstrate on the gossip map. Pinched his fingers, made a sudden realization, took a deep breath, slowly raised his head and smiled and said to the little lady: "Congratulations lady, you are happy......"

The little lady's face turned red, her lips trembled slightly, and she was speechless with anger and annoyance.

At this time, several passers-by stopped to watch and laughed. Someone said: "You fake monk, you don't know the number of etiquette, this lady has not combed her hair in a bun, and she is not married...... Hugh is going to talk nonsense......"

Fang Luo chuckled in his heart, he was too careless, why didn't he notice the little lady's hairstyle?

He secretly glanced at the angry little lady, her bangs were slightly blown to the side of her forehead by the wind, her face was red, and her pink neck was slightly exposed, which was even more bewitching.

Fang Luo was in embarrassment and beauty, and with a "snap", Xue'er slapped him on the face with the hexagram paper.

"Ascend to the disciple! Wild bald donkey! You're happy! Cher scolded angrily, her mouth pursed higher than her nose. He said to the young lady again: "Auntie, this guy is such a Meng Lang, do you want to report to the government to catch him?" ”

Fang Xuan is now in a dizziness, and when he heard this, he secretly screamed that he was too ruthless.

The little lady blushed and shook her head, quickly swept the crowd of onlookers, looked down again, and said: "That's it, maybe this fortune teller is not in his senses, Xu is a hard-working person, why bother with him, let's go." ”

The onlookers couldn't help but admire this little lady when they saw that she was dressed brightly and luxuriously, but she had such a compassionate heart.

Although Xue'er was reluctant, she also knew the embarrassment of the young lady now, glared at Fang Luo fiercely, and helped the little lady to leave angrily.

Fang Luo was still a little dizzy at this time, and scolded in his heart, this stinky girl, her strength is really not small, fortunately, Lao Tzu has a thick face. I touched my waist, and the money was still there. This money is not small, after all, it is equivalent to the living expenses of ordinary people at that time for several days. He felt a little relieved in his heart, and while packing up the hexagram paper, he thought about his next plan.