Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Righteous Xiaguang Taobao Shopkeeper
From Mu Qian's point of view, their practice of hiding near Xiaguang Taobao and waiting for rabbits is not clever. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
After Liu Gan went back that night, he explained the matter clearly.
does not have Li Zhi's strength, but has the same mouth as Li Zhi, combined with what Mu Qian said, it is probably a group of young masters who are not accustomed to the water and soil. What's more, it wasn't Liu Qian who suffered, Hu Zhou didn't take it to heart.
It's not that he had the intention of letting Liu Gan avoid the limelight for the time being, Hu Zhou closed the door and wrote silently, leaving Liu Gan to sort out and study ink. If Liu Gan was still a little reluctant at the beginning, when he saw the story of Journey to the West, he couldn't wait to urge him to change every time.
Occasionally, when I was excited, I shouted, these immortals are really fucked up, Bi Ma Wen, if we are the Monkey King, we will also pick up the golden hoop stick to make him fuck! There is no concern about raising your head and having a god.
Hu Zhou was sometimes tired, and when he moved his wrist, he immediately met his resentful eyes.
There are two flowers, one on each branch.
Soon, Jiang Gui and his party came to Xiaguang Taobao again, of course they didn't come for Liu Gan. In the past few days, they have been squatting outside Xiaguang Taobao, and they have never seen Liu Gan, so that they insisted at the beginning that Liu Gan and Xiaguang Taobao have intersections, and the idea is more and more untenable.
Because he is already a repeat customer, Fu Gui's smile becomes more and more modest.
"How many of you are here to take care of the trumpet business?" Fu Gui asked with a smile.
Rao is Tian Eighteen, he also felt a little embarrassed, but he couldn't stand this group of young masters spending silver like flowing water, three hundred taels was fleeting, it was three hundred taels of silver from the money bank, real money.
Tian Shibai still took out the folding fan from his arms, and grinned: "This time it's this." ā
Fu Gui didn't feel anything, he sold something to Xiaguang Taobao, and felt that he had picked up a big bargain, and there were many people who came again and again. He also took the folding fan, stretched it open, looked at both the front and back, and also looked at the inscription, but he didn't see Jiang Gui's distressed face. Closing the fan, he asked, "The fan has an ordinary texture, is it a painting or a word, is it exquisite?" ā
I had the first happy cooperation to lay the foundation, I didn't think he wanted to take advantage of the situation to lower the price, a small country on the border, I don't know if Chen Fengzi's paintings in the Central Plains are hard to find, Jiang Gui explained with a completely unconcealed distress: "The paintings and words are all from the hands of one person, and it is everyone." In the end, Jiang Gui still didn't mention Chen Fengzi's name, obviously unwilling to discredit him.
"Oh" Fu Gui replied and didn't speak again.
Zhang Wenyuan knows Jiang Gui's knot, but now is obviously not the time to mourn, when the folding fan is sold, go to Hongyun Building, get drunk, and the brothers will persuade you to mourn. It was he who touched Jiang Gui with his elbow.
Jiang Gui had to face the reality and said: "If it is placed in Pingyue, someone will bid 10,000 taels, and Jiang will not make a move." It's just that the current penny is stumbling on the hero, a thousand... Two thousand taels of silver, if your account is too expensive, Jiang will take the folding fan away, and he will treat it as if he has never come. ā
The price was twice as high as what a few people had discussed, but this group of young masters didn't feel nonsense at all, but looked expectant.
Fu Gui said that he was not in a hurry to express his position, and still said that he wanted to discuss with the shopkeeper. The crowd motioned for him to please.
Discussing with Mu Qian is still a matter of a few words, Fu Gui came over and conveyed Mu Qian's words to them in detail, only to listen to him: "The shopkeeper said that Chen Fengzi's paintings are extremely rare, and if you want to change hands, you must have encountered a lot of difficulties. When you go out, who hasn't encountered a difficult situation, you have to help each other, rather than seeing who is in trouble and then step on it. It's just that the trumpet is too small, and the ability is limited, one thousand taels of silver, and the trumpet will be left behind, and the trumpet will be kept for the son, and it will be turned around later, although it will be taken back and taken away. ā
Everyone was first shocked that the shopkeeper actually knew Chen Fengzi, and then they were even more shocked by his benevolence and righteousness. Therefore, the young people who are very easy to be enthusiastic said that if the shopkeeper of your account goes to the capital in the future, if he encounters any trouble, he just goes to XX to find XXX, because they are talking together, and they are each talking about it, which causes Fu Gui to not hear clearly. Of course, the main thing is that he didn't take things to heart, Jin Yue, and he felt far away when he heard it.
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After Hu Zhou finished writing about Sun Wukong's battle with the gods and was finally suppressed by Rulai at the foot of the Five Elements Mountain, he temporarily put aside his pen.
Of course, Liu Qian thought that Hu Zhou had finished writing, after all, after he sorted it out, it was already a thick pile of manuscripts. Although it is a pity that the curtain of a hero has ended, but, Malegobi, this is so powerful? Knocking down a group of gods, a somersault for 108,000 miles, Sun Dasheng can't even escape from the palm of his hand, and his hand is a big mountain?
If you come to the Buddha, the Buddha, it sounds like a monk, Liu Gan was slandered in his heart.
The reason for stopping is that there are some things that should be put on the agenda and started.
Today, at the door of the Xiaguang Taobao branch, there is finally no black person with a head wrapped and soliciting business.
Hu Zhou went to the Spiegel Division first, and after joining the Division, he didn't go to the twelfth room, but went straight to the Ink Garden. When he saw him, Qian Jin frowned unhappily, without the slightest concealment, and Hu Zhou didn't care, just asked him to go in and report.
An Chaoen did not say anything after listening to his words, and Hu Zhou retired without any entanglement.
After that, he went to the city pastor's mansion.
After hearing his name, the yacha did not let him wait for the transmission, and took him to Ling Zhizhong. Xu Cheng was taking care of some affairs and ordered not to let anyone disturb him.
Ling Zhizhong looked at Hu Zhou, who was scratching his head, and said with a smile: "If you have something, why don't you talk to me first?" ā
So Hu Zhou said what he said to An Chaoen again.
Things weren't complicated, after listening, Ling Fan thought for a moment and asked, "Which Buddhist temple do you want to choose?" ā
Hu Zhou thought for a while and said, "Let's go to Lingshan Temple." ā
Lingshan Temple is not the first-class Buddhist temple in Yunbian, mainly because it is not a big place and there are not many monks. But the incense is prosperous, mainly thanks to his host master of clearance. Much like what Hu Zhou and Yuanrong said, the mountain is not high, but the name of the immortal.
Ling Fan nodded, indicating that there was no problem, and then asked, "What about time?" ā
"Let's go after three days." Hu Zhou replied.
"So, Lingshan Temple is through the Chengmu Mansion, or do you run by yourself?" Ling Zhizhong finally asked.
Because of the door of the New Oriental Academy, Hu Zhou had a good impression of Master Jingkong, so he said: "Over there in Lingshan Temple, I can go there." ā
Out of the city pastor's house, it was still early, Hu Zhou simply did not stop, and went to Lingshan Temple.
The mountain road is long, but there is an endless stream of pilgrims climbing all the way. Walking up the stairs, Hu Zhou thought that if Yuanrong didn't study the Laoshizi poison and devote himself to studying Buddhism, would Xiaoling Buddha Temple have such a situation?
Climb the mountain, enter the temple, and visit the clearance host of Zen. All the best.
Three days later, it was still such an afternoon, in Lingshan Temple.
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(PS: Because folding the fan to the second volume is also an important clue, for its reasonable appearance, it takes up a little pen and ink.) ļ¼