The afternoon market is very noisy, all kinds of strange and pleasant cries are endless, together with the sound of wheels, poultry and livestock, constituting a song of worldly hustle and bustle. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Xu Xian, who was walking with Li Ling, was red-faced, and wanted to speak several times, but he didn't know where to start, and he looked like he wanted to speak and stopped.

"Why should Brother Xu be like this? It's just a Qinglou woman, I see that you like it so much, so I sent someone to buy it and give it to you to make an outer room, it's just a gift from friends! You don't have to think too much about it, just enjoy! In fact, if I hadn't started early, Liu Ziyan would have been bought by a salt merchant in his fifties who was as obese as a pig. Now that I follow you, it's a creation! ”

In the face of Li Ling's understatement and indifferent explanation, a famous prostitute who had just obtained the position of the Twelve Flower Envoys was easily sent away like this, and he had envy for Li Ling's rich demeanor for the first time.

Then I thought about what I could do to support Liu Ziyan, but now I can't even support myself, and I have to rely on my sister and brother-in-law.

And a famous prostitute of this level, just one month's rouge gouache, I am afraid it will exceed the expenses of her family for a year.

"Sell pears, sell pears, crisp and sweet big duck pears." Just when he was worried, a loud roar came into Xu Xian's ears, and the straight shouting sound was unusually abrupt.

Xu Xian, who was awakened, looked over and saw a stout villager on the side of the road, with a big car parked beside him, which was full of yellow and clear pears, and was shouting for sale.

At this time, some people on the side had already asked for the price, and the villagers dealt with it with a little restraint, but the price was not low.

This villager has let countless aunts and mothers who have been on the battlefield for a long time and are very good at grinding their teeth and bargaining return home, and they refuse to lower the price no matter how they say it

。 was forced by these sharp-toothed old ladies to suddenly burst out: "My daughter-in-law said that nothing is missing." ”

The people next to him couldn't help laughing, Xu Xian looked interesting, and it happened that Li Ling seemed to think so too, and strode towards the place where the pears were sold, so he also squeezed over, and smiled at one of the women carrying a vegetable basket: "Buy pears, Aunt Wu." "The two of them are neighbors.

Aunt Wu turned around and saw Xu Xian, her face tightened, and she smiled again and said, "Don't buy it, don't buy it, just take a look." With that, he squeezed out and walked into the depths of the bazaar.

Xu Xian was secretly amused, knowing that she was afraid that she would share her pears to eat. Although it is a peaceful and prosperous era now, this pear has a luxurious taste for these small people, at least he doesn't eat it often.

However, after seeing Li Ling's wealthy methods, Liu Ziyan, who was probably worth more than 100,000 taels of silver, gave it to his friend, who had just known him for a few days, and his vision was suddenly much higher now, and he only felt that Aunt Wu's behavior was a little ridiculous and a little sad.

She didn't know that she, the younger next door who had been watching her since she was a child, received a precious gift last night that their family couldn't earn for thousands of years.

However, the pears taste luscious, and the business of the villagers is not bad.

Li Ling said with a smile: "His pears look pretty good, although they are not as good as the varieties carefully cultivated by the rich and noble, but they are also worthy of this price." ”

Xu Xian also nodded and said, "This kind of pear is called September Cold, and it is already the sweetest fruit for us ordinary people." When the cold of September experienced the first frost, it became crispy and sweet, and it was just right to pick it up and sell it! ”

It seems that although Xu Xian is not diligent in his limbs, he is not a person who does not distinguish between grains and grains, and he still knows something about farming.

"Go away, go away, don't delay me selling pears." At this moment, the villager suddenly shouted loudly.

It turned out that a Taoist had been wandering around the cart, just looking at Xiangli with blank eyes. It's just that he is in tattered clothes, and he doesn't look like a person who can buy pears. The townsfolk were still a little restrained about these city people, and they raised their eyebrows at such a broken Taoist priest.

The villagers roared, and the Taoist priest stood a little farther away, but still refused to leave, just staring at the pears on the car. The villagers couldn't help but be furious and scolded.

The Taoist priest's face did not change, but argued: "A cart of hundreds of pears, poor Dao only eats one, and it doesn't hurt you much, so why should you be angry?" ”

Xu Xian looked at him wearing a tattered scarf on his head, wearing a wool robe, and his face was old. At this time, the weather was cold, so I felt a little sorry in my heart. Thinking that the villager is also stingy, it's just a pear, so what if he gives alms?

The people next to him also persuaded: "Just give him a bad one." ”

It's just that the villagers are red-faced and insist on refusing. The crowd gathered in a large circle and quarreled. Some say that the villagers are stingy, and some say that the priests are shameless.

"Since the Taoist wants to eat pears, then count it here!" Nodding as he spoke, the servant next to him stepped forward, directly selected a few of the largest pears, paid the money, and handed the largest one to the Taoist.

The Taoist priest looked at Li Ling in front of him, smiled, and thanked him: "Then thank you Gongzi." Then he said to the people, "I am a monk, I don't spare my possessions, and I happen to have good pears, please try them." ”

Xu Xian asked curiously: "You have pears, why do you still eat other people's." ”

The Taoist priest smiled mysteriously and said, "You still need the pear core given by this son to be seeded." ”

After speaking, he munched on it, the yellow-orange-orange pears were crisp and juicy, Xu Xian was greedy to see them, he hadn't eaten such pears for a long time. It just so happened that the servant had a good eye and handed Xu Xian a pear.

If no one is next to the Taoist priest, he eats the pear, takes the core in his hand, digs a pit in the street, puts the pear core in it, and buries the soil.

"Who is going to put a bowl of boiling water?" The Taoist priest asked the crowd watching the excitement.

The strange behavior of the Taoist priest, there was already a large circle of people around him to watch the excitement, and those who had good deeds immediately borrowed a bowl of boiling water from the store next to him and handed it to the Taoist priest, who took it unceremoniously and then poured it down.

In front of everyone's eyes, I saw that the place where the pear core was buried slowly grew fine buds, slowly sprouted and grew, and soon it grew into a pear tree, flowering and fruiting, and bearing pears full of trees.

The Taoist priest first picked the largest one and gave it to Li Ling and said, "This will be returned to you." ”

Then, in the coaxing of the people, the pears full of trees were scattered, and the pear trees were cut down with a clanging clang, and the lush pear trees were carried on their shoulders and sprinkled away.

Xu Xian couldn't help but be dumbfounded, although he had heard that there were immortals and monsters in this world, and knew that Li Ling had seen it before, but the shock he saw with his own eyes was still difficult to eliminate, and he repeatedly muttered a sentence in his heart, "Is this the so-called immortal law?" ”

At this time, he seemed to finally understand why Li Ling was so yearning for immortals.

Suddenly, the villagers scolded and ran in the direction where the Taoist priest left.

Xu Xian turned around and saw that there was not a single pear left in the car, and the cart was missing a handle, which was a trace of a new chisel, so he was a little surprised. The villager also followed everyone to watch the Taoist priest cast the spell just now, and he forgot about selling pears, only to find that the car was full of pears, and there was no handlebar.

After a while, the villager walked back with a handlebar, and cursed as he walked. The people in the bazaar laughed, and the townsfolk were angry and scolded, and scolded and wept, and such a stout man sat on the ground and wept like a child. It was very funny, and the laughter of the crowd became even louder. (To be continued.) )