"Hmm!" Jian Junxi nodded.

The volley takes her to the small commodity market, a long street that looks a little shabby.

There is no end to the side, and the two rows are old shops, leaving only a two-meter-wide aisle in the middle, with guardrails in front and back.

Cars are not allowed to pass, but e-bikes are allowed.

Probably because it was early in the morning, there weren't many people on the street.

They walked in, and not far away, Jian Junxi saw many shoes on the stalls outside.

She picked up a pair of army-green shoes with cow tendon soles, and asked the old woman inside, "Old man, how do you sell these shoes?" ”

The old man was over half a hundred years old, and when he saw that it was two monks, he immediately smiled, and the corners of his eyes were like two chrysanthemums unfolded.

As he walked out, he said with a smile: "Hello, others buy fifty for these shoes, and you can buy twenty!" Charge a cost price! ”

"Amitabha, thank you, old donor!" Jian Junxi clasped his hands together and smiled lightly.

Then he took out the money wrapped in a white handkerchief from his sleeve pocket, and knew that it was not easy to come by at a glance, so he pressed her hand in the air and said softly: "Wuxin, I'll pay for it!" ”

After speaking, he took out a hundred and handed it to the old man.

Jian Junxi immediately stopped and explained: "Senior Brother Lingkong, my master doesn't allow me to bring money on the road, and it's useless to keep this money, so I can only add it all to the items I need on the road!" ”

"Huh?" Volley's eyes widened wider than the brass bell.

This morning, his master Hongye specially asked him to take 5,000 cash and hand it over to him, for fear that he would not be able to get on the road, so should he take it or not now?

"Old man, give, twenty!" Jian Junxi took out a twenty sheet and handed it to the old man.

After the old man took it, he asked with a smile, "Little Master, where are you going!" ”

"To the North!" Jian Junxi replied with a chuckle.

"Hey, it's going to be cold in winter, what are you going to do there? How many sizes do you wear? ”

The old man asked several questions in a row, and more were puzzled, how good they are here, and the four seasons are like spring.

Jian Junxi clasped his hands, pursed his lips and said, "The monks are not afraid of the bitter cold, please ask the old man to bring me a pair of shoes that are size 40!" ”

"Ah, it's a size forty-three, I thought you were wearing just right? Why are you so tall and your feet so small! ”

The old man looked her up and down before lowering his head and rummaging through the box.

"That's right, why are your feet so small? I'm going to wear a size forty-two, and you're taller than me, shouldn't your feet be bigger than mine? Ling Kong asked puzzled.

Jian Junxi raised his lips and chuckled: "Master said that I used to wear shoes that squeezed my feet, so my feet didn't develop well!" ”

"Huh...... All right! Ling Kong smiled, and the dark eyes flashed clearly.

Then, Ling Kong took her to buy some dry food.

There are also rules for Buddhism's fate, if you go to seven houses in a row, and the donor is unwilling to give food, then you can't do it again.

Considering that she had to travel and couldn't keep her stomach empty, she prepared some extra dry food, and in case she couldn't eat, she could also pad her stomach.

"There should be a cheaper smartphone in front, buy one, you have lived in a cave for the past few years, and you don't look at which young person is still as backward as you?

I also have a map on my phone, so it's easier to find my way, and I can call often to ask how you're doing! Ling Kong pointed to a small shop not far in front of him.

"Senior Brother Lingkong, I can't use my phone!" Jian Junxi refused lightly.

"Why?" Volley asked puzzled.

(End of chapter)