The shopkeeper was a shirtless young man, chatting on a cigarette and watching a disc on a small TV, after hearing Ye Ping ask the price, he didn't raise his head, and said casually, "The big rooster is not for sale, someone has booked it!"

Zhao Qiang saw that Ye Ping had bought yellow mounted paper, and now he had come to buy a big rooster, so he was a little curious, and said, "Pingzi, the big rooster can be killed to eat meat, what are you buying yellow laminated paper for?"

Ye Ping just smiled and didn't explain.

I went to several other stores that sold poultry, and Ye Ping found that it was not as good as the big rooster that was booked, so he returned to the store and said, "Boss, how much did the person who booked this big rooster pay you?"

"One hundred and eighteen!" the young man continued to look at the disc without raising his head.

"I'll give you two hundred, sell it to me!" Ye Ping said.

"Give two hundred and three, take it away!"

The young man quoted the price very directly, "The person who made the reservation is an acquaintance, so I gave a hundred and eight cheap prices, and if you don't want two hundred and three, you don't need to bargain anymore!"

"Deal!"

Ye Ping quickly paid two hundred and thirty yuan, and asked the young man to tie up the big and go out directly.

Later, he went to a shop that sold medicinal herbs, and after selecting a few Chinese herbal medicines that were okay, as well as brighter medicinal stones and cinnabar, he began to look for a suitable wolf's hair in the market.

But after a lot of transfers, the ones sold very poorly, so I had to go to the wood material store to see if there was any good ebony.

Zhao Qiang saw that Ye Ping wanted to buy a wolf's hair, but he was familiar with the market, and bought a wolf's hair in a high-end furniture store that made Ye Ping quite satisfied.

The ebony wood of the last year is generally not common in the small market in this county, and can only be encountered in the large timber market in the provincial capital.

Ye Ping walked around the market, and indeed did not find a good ebony wood, so he gave up his plan to Taobao here and prepared to go back. (Baidu search update is the fastest and most stable)

"Ask about the past and present life, good fortune and evil, catch ghosts and ward off evil spirits, find karma, calculate marriage and fortune, and break the iron mouth ......"

However, just as Ye Ping was about to leave the market, he found a sixty-year-old man shouting in a corner of the market gate.

The old man was dressed professionally, holding the Taoist priest's hair in a bun, wearing a gray Taoist robe with a Tai Chi pattern, and a banner was erected next to it, on which were written four ancient characters: "Tiekou Broken Straight".

However, what interested Ye Ping the most was that at the feet of the old man sitting cross-legged, there was a wooden sword that looked a little old, which was the iconic prop used by ordinary Taoist priests to exorcise talismans and catch ghosts - the peach wood sword.

Interested in coming to the beach of the Taoist fortune-teller, Lao Dao quickly glanced at Ye Ping and Zhao Qiang, and saw the big rooster they were carrying, as well as the sundries on the tip of the yellow mounting, so he stroked the goat's whiskers on his forehead, and said with a smile, "Young man, do you want to count a hexagram, Lao Dao is known as 'Iron Half Immortal', and it is also a little famous in this suburb......

Seeing that this old Taoist was boasting, Zhao Qiang interrupted, "Old Dao, since what you said is so awesome, what if you can't count it?"

"Not sure, no money!" said Lao Dao with a smile.

Zhao Qiang smiled and pointed at Ye Pingdao, "Then you do the math, what are we going to do here?"

"This little brother is here because of this peachwood sword beside the old man, right?" the old man looked at Ye Ping and smiled.

"Hehe, your eyes are quite poisonous, no wonder you dare to eat this bowl of rice!"

Zhao Qiang smiled and said, "Then you calculate, what do you plan to do with this peachwood sword for you?"

"Naturally, it's ghost hunting!"

Lao Dao narrowed his eyes, and the smile on his face was even bigger.

Ye Ping was also smiling at this time, they had exposed so many flaws, if this old man couldn't even figure out such a simple reasoning, then it would really be a hell of a thing.

Zhao Qiang smiled and said, "Since you can count these, then you can calculate how much money will we buy this peachwood sword?"

"Of course a thousand, uh......"

The old man was quick to speak, and was about to speak, but when he thought of something, he immediately closed his mouth and said in a deep voice, "In the past, this sword was a magic weapon for the old Taoist to catch ghosts and subdue demons when he was young, and to eliminate demons and defend the Dao, but now he is old, and it is suitable for personal things, how to talk about trading, since it is not exchanged, the two little brothers want to count, if they don't count, please leave, don't tease the old man again......"

Ye Ping said with a smile, "Old Dao, I don't want to talk to you either, I know that you need money urgently to treat your grandson, and I will pay 1,080 yuan, and you will sell it to me as soon as possible." Anyway, if you have time to run in the deep ravine of your hometown, it shouldn't be difficult to find some peach wood from the previous year, you can do another peach wood sword with your hand, take advantage of the trend, and pay off your grandson's medical expenses immediately, why not......

When Lao Dao heard this, the more he listened, the more frightened he became, and he stared at Ye Ping with a mysterious smile with wide eyes, and his face couldn't help but change greatly.

......

Out of the market, Zhao Qiang was still puzzled by the scene just now.

Especially the number of one thousand and eighty that Ye Ping said, which directly made the old man hand over the peachwood sword without saying a word, which made Zhao Qiang even more confused.

"Pingzi, how do you know that the old man urgently needs 1,080 yuan for medical expenses, and this figure is too accurate, if the old man hadn't taken out the bill, I would have thought you were right?"

After Zhao Qiang's chatter box was opened at this moment, he couldn't hold it back, "Also, how do you know that the old man can easily find a good peachwood, and also know that his hometown is in a ravine, and the old man actually admitted it afterwards, how can it be so accurate, tell me, where did you see it?"

Ye Ping was a little helpless entangled by Zhao Qiang's question, and said, "Qiangzi, this old man has a pair of very sharp eyes, he is here to set up a beach, he will definitely make a detailed observation of the people who pass by, we bought this and that before, I am afraid that the old man has long been in the eyes." ”

"Then you say, I want his peachwood sword, if I don't observe the old man carefully, uncover his bottom, and fork it again, so that he thinks that he has met a peer who is better than him, can he obediently sell me the peachwood sword?"

"Then what did you conclude on that basis?" Zhao Qiang said.

"The old man's dress and smell, the old man's paper, and his ......desire to get a thousand yuan right away," Ye Ping said indifferently.

"Awesome!"

Being said by Ye Ping, Zhao Qiang couldn't think of a reason, he didn't notice these things at all just now, but he also believed that Ye Ping found these things after careful observation, but he fooled the old man.

Thinking of this, Zhao Qiang couldn't help but say, "Pingzi, I suddenly discovered that you also have the potential to be a god stick, if you do this business, you can definitely make money, aren't the things you just bought are all necessary props for god sticks?"

Ye Ping smiled indifferently and said, "Although I am a little interested in Feng Shui theory, I just have nothing to do to study it!"

"Don't say it, Feng Shui is really hard to say, although I don't believe in this thing, but sometimes this thing is really interesting. ”

Zhao Qiang said, "Otherwise, when Chu Mingyu invites Master Lu here, let's go to Chu Mingyu's third uncle's house in Donghai City to see if there is really anything evil in this world!"

Ye Ping said angrily, "If we don't know it, we'll talk about it later, let's let you see something fun today!"