Early the next morning, Xu Su simply drank a cup of hot water, and then went to the county seat with Qiao Nu with his burden.

Since the inner spirit of the five internal organs was stimulated, Xu Su felt that his need for food and drink had become very slight, and it didn't matter if he didn't eat or drink for a short time, if he could drink a glass of water, he could survive for a longer time. Because the inner spirit in his body is always running the essence of the five internal organs, nourishing the whole body, forming an internal circulation. This may be the initial stage of preparation for convincing the valley.

This is really a good thing for Xu Su, because he is embarrassed to eat Qiao Nu's family anymore, and using Qiao Nu's family makes the conditions of Qiao Nu's family even worse.

Putting the luggage in the stall where Qiao Nu often posed, Xu Su temporarily bid farewell to Qiao Nu and wandered around the county by himself.

As a modern person, he felt very novel to go shopping in such an ancient market, stepping on the stone road under his feet, looking at the stalls and all kinds of pedestrians in ancient costumes. He was wearing a Taoist robe, and although the appearance of his clothes was slightly different from that of his surroundings, it was not too abrupt. Moreover, he has been learning the Tao for many years, and he has already grown long hair, tied it into a bun, and fixed it on the top of his head with a small crown. This small crown was made of resin material and 3D printing before he crossed over, and it was painted with a layer of lacquer, which is also quite simple.

Was the county town so prosperous in ancient times?

Walking and stopping, Xu Su approached a stall selling pears. It was a stall, but it was actually a cart parked there, carrying a large plump pear in its body.

"Selling pears, selling pears, crisp and scum, very sweet!"

Is there a pear this season, too? Xu Su looked curiously.

The booth selling pears was surrounded by people Wuyang Wuyang, which didn't look like buying pears, but looked like watching the excitement. Xu Su approached with great interest, and saw a sloppy Taoist priest in a ragged scarf in the crowd, who seemed to be dressed as a wanderer, and was entangled with the stall owner.

"Where is this ascetic, begging here?" Xu Su's heart moved. This kind of ascetic was very rare in later generations, and he himself did not have a wide range of contacts, and he had only heard of it.

But he heard that the stall owner who sold pears was already impatient, and began to scold the Taoist priest, trying to drive him away. Just because this Taoist priest lingered in front of his stall and refused to leave, he attracted a large number of fellow villagers who came to see the excitement, but none of them came to buy pears, delaying his business, and it seemed that he was not a good person. I wanted to send a pear to the Taoist priest, but he was reluctant. Unexpectedly, the Taoist priest let him scold him, but he refused to leave, so the crowd became bigger and bigger.

Xu Su looked at Daoist You Fang carefully and felt that this Daoist priest was not a simple person.

At present, in the early spring, it is still cold and freezing, and this Taoist priest is obviously thinly robed, not sheltered from wind and frost, rain and snow, but he is calm, and there is no fear of cold at all.

And no matter how the stall owner scolds, he is not impatient, not worried or angry, but just said that there are hundreds of pears on this car, and give him one, which will not harm the stall owner, but can increase the blessing and accumulate virtue.

Xu Su had the heart to form a relationship with this Taoist priest, so he said loudly: "You might as well pick one and give it to him!" ”

Then there were also onlookers who came to help: "Yes, this Taoist priest is also a poor man, you can pick a sour pear and send him away!" ”

The stall owner insisted on refusing: "My pears are not sour, and if you don't give them, you won't give them." If any of you want to help this Taoist priest, you can, buy it yourself and give it to him, I have no objection. ”

When they heard this, they talked about it again, but no one came forward.

Xu Su was also helpless, he only came with a suit, and he didn't have any silver on him. Even if you have paper money in your pocket, who knows this thing these days!

When he was depressed, Xu Su saw that the Taoist priest of Youfang looked back at him, and saw that he was also dressed as a Taoist priest, he was slightly stunned, his eyes were opposite, and he was about to speak, when he was interrupted by a voice beside him: "That Taoist priest, I will give you a pear." ”

Before the words fell, I saw a short, handy man in a well-dressed person walking out of the crowd of onlookers eating melons. According to people's opinions, this person seems to be an employee of a family in this county. When I asked the price, it was four or five times as high as ordinary pears, and everyone who listened was speechless.

"Why is it so expensive, aren't you killing me?!" The hired man was shocked and angry, and his voice unconsciously rose up.

"No, no, don't worry, and listen to me." When the stall owner saw that there was business coming to him, his attitude changed, and he said with a smile: "My pear is a transplanted Laiyang pear, which has been used by my ancestral secret method to spend the winter." It is large and thin-skinned, juicy and tastes the same as fresh pears. The pear tree is a specially selected good land, with good fertilizer and careful serving, otherwise it must not be sold at this price! I am also a good family in this county and township, you can go and inquire, I can't lie to you. ”

The hired man understood what was going on, and he was relieved, bought the pear, and gave it to the Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest took the pear, thanked him calmly, turned to the onlookers and said, "Lao Gao is a monk, and he does not spare things outside his body. I have pears of the highest quality here that I can ask the donors to taste. ”

Xu Su was stunned when he heard this, this Taoist priest obviously has no long things, where did he get the pear?

But I saw that the Taoist priest had eaten the pears in three or two bites, held the remaining pear pits in his hands, untied the shovel on his shoulder, dug a pit, and buried the pear pits in the soil. I asked for a bowl of hot soup from the people who ate melons, and slowly poured it in.

Xu Su's eyes straightened, and he vaguely knew what this Taoist priest was going to do.

For a long time, the folk have been circulating the legend of the master of the Daomen. For example, Ye Fashan and the Tang Emperor Youyue Palace, the Sa Zhenren cursed dates, ignited the Eight Immortals, etc., it is difficult to distinguish whether it is historical facts or artistic processing. Xu Su has always read according to the attitude of what kind of novel he is.

But now, perhaps the legendary miracle is about to unfold before his eyes?

Xu Su had a feeling of extreme unreality. Where did you cross over?

In front of everyone's eyes, the soil where the pear core was buried stirred slightly, and a seedling stretched out. The seedlings grew in the wind, but in a quarter of an hour, they were already leafy.

The people who ate melons were already stunned, and even the stall owners selling pears couldn't help but come forward and widen their eyes.

And he saw the pear tree, which blossomed and bore fruit quickly, and its branches were full of round and full pears.

Everyone was stunned, but the Taoist priest smiled slightly, bowed his hands to everyone, and picked all the pears on the tree and scattered them for everyone to taste.

Xu Su didn't join in the excitement, he looked at the pears in everyone's hands, and looked at the empty car behind the pear stall owner without leaving a trace.