After the corpse and the shepherd, in the remaining days, Wu Ming did not encounter any strange things, and arrived at Liuzhou City safely. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Liuzhou City is the state capital in Liuzhou and a rare prosperous place.

In the north of the city, Erlang Temple, Guandi Temple, Chenghuang Temple, Longwang Temple, and four temples coexist, forming a place where incense is prosperous.

In the south of the city, it is close to the canal, and in the past, there were countless peddlers and pawns, literati and merchants gathered, and it looked like an ancient metropolis.

Walking in Liuzhou City, Wu Ming carried a cargo box and did some small business along the street

The merchant left him a lot of things, although they were all cheap goods such as needlework, clay figurines, and windmills, but they also had some value.

Unhurried, Wu Ming stayed in Liuzhou City for a week, and all the cheap groceries were sold.

In order to scrape together the cost of going to Qingcheng Mountain, Wu Ming bought some low-grade goods such as wooden hairpins, copper mirrors, and brass bracelets from merchants. Subsequently, at the entrance of the temple in the north of the city, his own stall was set up.

At the entrance of the temple, there are many people coming and going, which can be regarded as a treasure of feng shui.

Wu Ming set up a stall here, and no matter what the income was, he had to hand over some sesame oil money to the temple, which could be regarded as a disguised tax collection.

"Big brother, how do you sell this wooden hairpin?" It was getting late, and just when Wu Ming was about to close the stall, four children came in front of him.

Among them, the little girl who opened her mouth looked to be eight or nine years old, and her eyes were very smart.

Behind the little girl were three patched clothes, and the younger boy hung behind like a fart.

"Sister, why don't we go, the things here are very expensive!" Seeing Wu Ming's gaze, the three little boys cautiously opened their mouths and pulled the little girl's clothes.

"Don't be afraid, my sister just asks the price, and I'll take you to eat meat buns in a while!" After the little girl said this, she touched the heads of her younger brothers, turned her head and said, "Big brother, you haven't told me yet, how much is your wooden hairpin!" ”

"The little girl has good eyesight, this wooden hairpin is the treasure of my town store, and I will sell it to you for sixty yuan!" Seeing the little girl's gaze, Wu Ming said with a smile.

Hearing this price, the little girl frowned cutely, bit her lower lip and said, "How much is the least, okay, you can't lie to me!" ”

"Hehe, how can a mere thing of gold and silver compare with my reputation! Look at this pattern, look at this workmanship, this is a high-quality mahogany, sixty wen is not expensive! Wu Ming said sincerely, but the little girl shook her head again and again.

In the world of Liaozhai, a big meat bun costs a penny, and a bowl of wonton soup costs three pennies, and the price is surprisingly cheap.

The little girl has four sisters and brothers, and her clothes are all patched, and she looks like a child from a poor family. Adults have to grit their teeth when they spend this sixty dollars, let alone children with patches.

"Big brother, can you keep the wooden hairpin for a few more days, and when I sell the pigweed, I will have the money to come and buy it." After hesitating for a long time, the little girl tentatively opened her mouth and looked at Wu Ming pitifully.

Seeing that the little girl had the heart to buy it, Wu Ming nodded and agreed, and asked, "It's okay to keep it for you, but you have to tell me, you are so young, what are you doing when you buy a wooden hairpin?" ”

"I bought it for my mother, and she didn't have any jewelry." The little girl is not very old, but her filial piety is commendable. At the same time, there is no such sentence in a piece of jewelry, which also reveals in disguise that the little girl's family conditions are not ordinarily difficult.

Looking at the little girl with smart eyes but some malnutrition, Wu Ming shook his head: "Since ancient times, poor and lowly have produced filial sons, and rich and noble have many defeated children. Since you have filial piety, I will keep this wooden hairpin for you, when you have money, come and buy it again! ”

After receiving such a promise, the little girl took her three younger brothers and left satisfied.

In the next few days, Wu Ming would often see little girls, wandering in front of his stall.

However, the little girl never came close, but just carried a shriveled little money bag and stood in the distance and watched from afar.

For half a month, the little girl came every day, and occasionally counted the copper coins.

The copper coins are increasing day by day, maintaining the growth of two or three pieces every day, and it seems that it is not far from buying a wooden hairpin.

"Big brother, can you wait for me for a few days..."

On this day, the little girl came crying, and instead of holding her little money bag, she had an extra slap mark on her face.

Wu Ming frowned slightly, looked at the little girl's face, and asked, "What's wrong with your face, and what about your little money bag?" ”

The little girl didn't speak, just sobbed and shook her head, begging to keep the hairpin for a few more days.

After half a month of getting along, Wu Ming knew that the little girl's family was having a very hard time.

The little girl's father is a bad gambler, and the family can't keep any money at all. The little girl's mother did her best to support the family, but she could only maintain it to the point of starving to death, but she couldn't eat enough.

So, see the little girl slap on the face, with the disappearing money bag. Wu Ming didn't have to think about it, he knew that the little girl's money was probably snatched by his father and taken to the casino.

"A child is a good child, but his life is hard!"

Wu Ming touched the little girl's head, couldn't help but think of the tragic fate of the little cabbage, and said bluntly: "I am doing business here to go to Qingcheng Mountain." In the past half a month, I have saved enough money for the journey, and I will leave in a few days. In this way, this wooden hairpin can be regarded as a parting gift for you, you can take it and go home! ”

"Big brother, I can't ask for your things, you still tell me, when are you leaving!" The little girl didn't go to get the wooden hairpin, but looked up at Wu Ming.

Looking at each other, Wu Ming saw in the little girl's gaze the perseverance that adults rarely have.

"In five or six days, I will sell the goods and leave, almost five or six days."

"Big brother, if you can trust me, at this time on the fifth day, I will definitely take the money to come and buy the wooden hairpin!"

"Hehe, you're going to sell pigweed again?"

"Sell, I'm going to earn back the money I lost!"

The little girl left after speaking, and in the back of leaving, she clenched her little fist tightly, a little bit of a promise.

Wu Ming stood in place, watching the little girl's back until she disappeared from his sight.

After a long time, Wu Ming retracted his gaze and felt that this little girl's body was really extraordinary.

"Let me think, what's the name of this little girl! Narcissus, yes, it's called Narcissus! Wu Ming thought about the name and recalled that in the stories he had seen, there was no one named Narcissus.

It's a pity that the name Narcissus is easy to remember, but it doesn't appear in the chat at all.

It seems that this little girl called Narcissus should also be a wave under the big waves in the world of Liaozhai.

"Brother, what do you want?" Just when Wu Ming was distracted, an old farmer picking vegetables came across from him.

This old farmer who picks vegetables is a vegetable delivery to the temple, and he can be regarded as a good person in the past.

It just so happened that Wu Ming was thinking about the daffodils beating pigweed, and after seeing the old farmer who sold vegetables, he asked casually: "Brother, you are a vegetable seller, do you know how much pigweed is now, how much is a pound outside?" ”

"Hogweed!"

The old farmer looked at Wu Ming unexpectedly, and said hesitantly: "If I remember correctly, Liuzhou doesn't produce pigweed!" ”

"No, not at all?" Hearing the old farmer's words, Wu Ming was a little stunned.

"No, I grew vegetables in the countryside, and I have been here for more than 60 years, so I can't be mistaken!" The old farmer said casually and walked away with the vegetable basket.

Until the old farmer was far away, Wu Ming stayed in place, looked at the wooden hairpin on the stall, and then looked at the direction in which the narcissus left.

If this Yangzhou does not produce pigweed, then where does the pigweed sold by Narcissus come from.