The guy went to the counter and took the scroll to read, and the counter collector came to the counter, looked up at the nail scroll, and at the same time listened to the man's reading.

The stone shook to his feet and stood behind the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper was watching the man take his handwriting, and he was watching the counter collect the money, and he was looking up at the scroll. Shopkeeper Fu noticed Shi Jingtian, "Hmm! He turned to look at Shi Jingtian. What are you doing here? Shopkeeper Fu asked.

The shopkeeper noticed him, he smiled, his face was like a flower, the shopkeeper finally saw him, he hoped that the shopkeeper remembered the six silver plates. Shopkeeper Fu asked him what he was doing here? He stopped laughing. He looked at the shopkeeper in a daze, what did the shopkeeper mean by this? The shopkeeper didn't mean that he couldn't ask, so he leaned forward and said, "Shopkeeper, do you remember the six silver plates?" ”

The shopkeeper remembered this, and the housekeeper worker asked, and the shopkeeper thought about it and said, "The way, you helped think of it." But you didn't say it, I said it. The shopkeeper thought about it and said, "I think so, give you half, how about three silver plates?" ”

The shopkeeper Fu is really generous, Shi Jingtian will not be too greedy, he listened to it, opened his eyes and looked at the shopkeeper Fu and smiled. He said, "Then, take it?" "Hold both hands together.

Shopkeeper Fu snorted and took out three silver plates from his money bag. He looked at the housekeeper and said, "Here you go." Shi Jingtian smiled and held it in both hands and took the money.

"Then thank you shopkeeper." Shi Jingtian took the money into his hand and thanked him.

"Ahh The shopkeeper gestured and replied, "No thanks." The shopkeeper replied, looking at the money he was holding. Shi Jingtian was happy, with a smile on his face, turned his body slightly, and took the money bag to put the money.

"Here comes the shopkeeper nail." The guy with the nail took a nail. The guy who didn't help carry the water was in front of the counter, and the person who collected the money at the counter was still standing there and looking at the wall, and Shi Jingtian loaded the money with his back to the shopkeeper. Qian Xi Wuyao sat at the dining table and ate melon seeds, and they kowtowed and watched.

The guy who took the nail came, and they all looked. "Come on." The man took the nail, and the shopkeeper stretched out his hand and asked the man for the nail.

"The shopkeeper gives it to you." The man stopped in front of the shopkeeper and gave him a nail. This nail is okay, you can drive it to the wall and hang the scroll. The shopkeeper looked at the nail in his hand and looked at the scroll on the wall. The scroll is rolled, and a nail is driven to the head, and it has to be rolled. Shopkeeper Fu glanced at the nail in his hand and said to the guy who took the nail: "One is not enough, take another one." The shopkeeper Fu said, glancing at the nail in his hand and signaling the nail to the man.

The nail man glanced at the wall, looked at the scroll, and said, "Good ground." Then he turned and left.

The man went, and the shopkeeper stretched out the nail towards the counter to collect the money, and said, "Give." He stood still, waiting for the counter collector to come and get it.

The hand that collects the money at the counter looks at the wall with an axe, and the shopkeeper gives a nail, and he still looks at the wall. He stared at the wall and took two steps back, then went to get the nails.

The person who collected the money at the counter took the axe and took a look at the nail, which was quite suitable. When he had taken the nails, he looked at the wall, and the scroll was to be nailed there.

After looking at it, the counter collector said, "Just take a stool." "The shopkeeper is here, and the miscellaneous man will come to work, and immediately walk towards the stool. He went over and took a stool and looked at it against the wall. The person at the counter came and said, "Put it here." "Look at the wall and look at the ground. The miscellaneous looked at him, moved the stool for him, and then bent down to look up at the wall and retreat.

The shopkeeper had to do it himself, and he walked to the counter and took the scroll he had written. Shopkeeper Fu took the scroll and opened it to look at it.

Shopkeeper Fu looked at the scroll and walked to the counter to collect the money.

The shopkeeper who collected the money at the counter took an axe and nail in one hand and put the stool on the stool with the other. The miscellaneous man saw the stool at the counter and looked back at him.

The person who collects money at the counter has an axe and nail in one hand, and the stool is not good in the other, and he said to the miscellaneous man: "Help me get down." The person who collected the money at the counter asked for help, snorted and reached out to help him.

The miscellaneous man came over to help him carry the stool, and he said, "It's all right." He said with an axe and nail in one hand, a wall in the other, and a stool with one foot, and up the top.

"Hold on." The shopkeeper said. Na Shi shocked the money, put the money bag away, and he looked at the counter to collect the money and went to sit with Qian Xi Wuyao.

Shi Jingtian's face was happy, and he looked at Qian Xiwu and Yaosuan and their money bags with melon seeds and sat down. "Come on, give me a hand." He stretched out his hand towards the remote arithmetic, holding both hands. He was stunned when he saw Yaoshuan there, and he said, "Give me a hand." ”

This melon seed is good, and he said remotely: "Give you a little." "Anyway, I grabbed some and gave them to Shi Jingtian. Yaosuan didn't catch him too much, he grabbed Qian Xiwu and his money bag containing melon seeds, and slightly gestured to Shi Jingtian, meaning to let him take care of Qianxi Wu's points again.

Shi Jingtian took the melon seeds, and Zhiyao signaled, and he took it and looked at Qianxi Wu. Qian Xi looked at the two of them, and saw that Yao Xuan gestured slightly to Shi Jingtian. He saw Shi Jingtian stretching out his holding hands towards him, looking at his holding hands and the melon seeds in his hands. The stone shook the sky and said, "Come, give some." ”

Qian Xiwu leaned back and looked at the shocking hands and melon seeds he was holding, and reached out to the money bag to grab his melon seeds. He grabbed a handful, "Here, here you go." As he spoke, he put a handful of melon seeds into the hands that Shi Jingtian was holding.

Shi Jingtian smiled on his face, he took the melon seeds, smiled at the two, and put the melon seeds on the table, he wanted to put them on the table.

Shi Jingtian put the melon seeds on the table and knocked them over. He knocked melon seeds and smiled on his face.

The man at the counter climbed onto a stool and stared at the wall with an axe and nail in one hand. The shopkeeper of Nafu held the scroll, holding it in both hands, and looked at what he wrote, the words were okay, and he was very satisfied. He held it and went to the counter to collect the money and deliver it. After the shopkeeper went to the side of the counter to collect the money, he looked up and gave him the scroll.

There was a rope on the scroll that could be hung on. The person who collected the money at the counter saw it and said, "You have to nail it first." The shopkeeper looked at the scroll, and there was a rope on the scroll, which could be hung with nails. And he saw that the scroll was down, and so was it, and there was a rope. He looked at the counter to collect the money and asked him to nail it first.

The counter collector stands on a stool, rests the nail on the wall, and picks up the axe in the other hand to nail it. The stool at his feet was cluttered.

"Dangdang!" The head of the axe is heavy, and the nail is good to nail. The nail was firmly nailed into the wall. The counter took the axe and said, "It's nailed." ”

"Here, hang up." The shopkeeper handed the scroll to the counter to collect the money. The man who collected the money at the counter was holding an axe, and he couldn't hang it with an axe, so the shopkeeper handed the scroll and said, "Give me the axe." ”

The counter collector reached for the scroll and handed the axe to the shopkeeper with the other. The miscellaneous man will come and catch the axe at once.