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After the young man and the beggar separated, he asked passers-by all the way and came to the door of Yingyue Tower.

At this time, Yingyue Tower has not yet opened, and only the bustling crowd on the road shuttles back and forth.

In this situation, the young man was stunned for a while.

I forgot to ask the opening hours.

Entertainment venues such as Yingyue Tower are generally only opened when they are unitary, which is different from townships.

In a place where a large number of people gather in a county town, there is no such thing as a curfew.

Every household living in the county town is a top-notch existence in each township, and naturally there will be no shortage of lamp oil money.

Entertainment venues are even more open all night.

"Asked something redundant." The young man slapped his head, feeling that his behavior was a little stupid.

…

The disappointed young man in Yingyuelou came to a small noodle stall and sat in the open air and sipped noodle soup.

The more the young man shuddered, the more uncomfortable he became.

This noodle soup is watery and does not taste good.

Young people who are accustomed to eating "delicacies from the mountains and seas" are really hard to swallow.

Bang, Zhong Yuanxiu put the noodle bowl on the table, and in line with the good traditional virtue of not being extravagant and wasteful, he rushed down with noodle soup.

Belch~

"Boss, check out." The young man shouted to the stall owner who was kneading the dough on the panel.

"Here comes the guest officer, a total of three cents." The stall owner said with a smile.

The young man took out the cloth bag around his waist and took out three pennies from it and put it on the table.

"Eh, thank you, guest officer, I'll come back next time." The stall owner picked up the copper plate and put it in his pocket.

The young man nodded, got up, and left.

Not long after leaving, a fortune-telling booth appeared in his vision.

Behind sat a middle-aged Taoist wearing gray clothes and gray shoes.

His face was covered with a beard, and his feet were held up from the neck down.

It looks like a fairy wind bone.

At this moment, the Taoist closed his eyes and sat cross-legged on the futon, deaf to the sound of the city, as if he was enlightened.

"Dao Chief, do me a favor!" Zhong Yuanxiu walked over and whispered to the Taoist.

"The poor way only counts hexagrams, not helps." The Taoist who had closed his eyes just now opened his eyes when he heard the sound and replied lightly.

"Harm, I understand!"

After the young man finished speaking, he reached into the cloth bag and touched it, took out a small piece of broken silver, and gently placed it on the table.

The Taoist squinted and found that it was a piece of broken silver, so he hurriedly reached out and grabbed it and stuffed it into his arms.

"Ahem, poor help has always come to see fate, I feel that there is a fate with good people, and it is not impossible to help a gang!" The expressionless face of the Taoist just now was no longer there, and it became warm.

"I don't know what the good people are doing to ask the poor for help?" The Taoist spoke again, trying to figure out what the young man wanted him to help.

"It's very simple, I just want the Taoist to write a few words on a piece of cloth from you." The young man pointed to the white cloth on the table and replied.

The Taoist was puzzled, twisted his brows, and asked, "Which words?" ”

The young man smiled but did not speak, picked up the pen and paper next to him with two fingers, and swayed wantonly, just two sentences, directly stunned the Taoist.

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He asked for a bamboo pole with a fortune-telling flag, and hung the eight big characters written by the Taoist on it, and the young man left quite satisfied.

The eight big characters written by the Taoist are - with a strange treasure, a thousand gold to take.

And the young man wrote the same eight characters, but this calligraphy is difficult to describe.

What surprised the Taoist was not the meaning of these eight words, he had seen a lot of strange people over the years.

However, he still has only seen such a dog-gnawed word in his life!

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"Take a look, take a look!" After the young man took the "signboard", he shouted at a corner.

Hearing the shouting, many people turned their heads to look.

A young man dressed in coarse linen and slightly darkened skin was holding a flag.

There are eight big characters on it: Treasure with a treasure, a thousand gold to get!

The people of all the families living in the county know some words to a greater or lesser extent, and many of them read them, which attracted those who were not interested in it.

"Little brother, what kind of treasure is worth a thousand gold, aren't you grandstanding?" A young man who was slightly richly dressed questioned.

Seeing that someone questioned first, the onlookers echoed it, trying to figure out whether it was true or not.

When the young man heard this, he turned his head, and his heart was full of slander, but his face remained unchanged.

He smiled lightly and asked, "Does Childe have a daughter?" If there is a daughter, you can take a treasure and look at it with you, if there is no daughter, then do not bother. ”

The questioning boy looked ugly, and his mouth that wanted to continue speaking did not speak in the end.

With a net worth like him, not to mention a thousand gold, he can't take out five hundred gold.

Seeing that the man no longer spoke, the young man did not say much, but walked forward casually, and continued to shout in his mouth.

Time passed little by little, and half an hour passed quickly.

The young man shouted and smoked, and there was no one with a huge amount of money coming, but there were many people who saw the excitement.

This made him very tired.

Now I wonder if something is wrong with my approach.

"I see!" The young man suddenly shouted excitedly, his face beaming with joy.

Passers-by on the street were startled by the sudden shouting, and several of them looked irritated and kept greeting the young man in their hearts.

"Borrowed! Thank you, thank you, sorry everyone! The man with the flag pushed aside the crowd around him and turned back to where he had come.

"You guy, vulgar!"

"You dare to push me!"

"Oh, look at it!"

The places in the crowd that were run by the young people were more or less touched by some hands and feet, which made them very dissatisfied, and they complained one after another.

Some grumpy men wanted to teach this country boy a lesson, but when they turned their heads, they could only see a flag, swimming quickly in the crowd, and disappeared without two efforts.

…

"Hey! Brother Wang, what about eating steamed buns? "A country man was holding a flag and looking at the beggar with a smile.

Wang Xian was frightened by this sudden sound, and the bun in his hand almost flew out.

After seeing who it was, Wang Xian turned from panic to joy, and bowed slightly.

Said in surprise: "It turned out to be Childe, I don't know where Childe went just now, why did he return now?" ”

"Harm! Don't mention it, just now I ran for nothing, and this time I came here to ask you for a favor. ”

After the young man raised his eyebrows and finished speaking, he took a bun from Wang Xian's lotus leaf and ate it.

"Childe, but it doesn't hurt to say, do your best."

After the young man gave him more than a dozen copper plates, Wang Xian, who had been hungry for two days, immediately went to buy steamed buns to eat after Zhong Yuanxiu left.

If nothing else, the problem of fullness for these three days has been solved.

And the young man's brotherhood touched his heart, and he hadn't heard such a title for a long time.

"Don't be so serious, it's not a big deal, I want you to help me find some of your colleagues and spread a little news." The young man patted Wang Xian's shoulder and said close to his ear.

"This ...... I'm afraid I can't call them, and I haven't been begging in the city for long. Wang Xian's face was a little embarrassed.

Not to mention asking him to call other beggars for help, it's good not to rob him of food.

"Don't worry, I won't let them do it in vain, and I won't let you do it in vain, na!" The young man took out a bag of copper coins from his arms and shook it, which contained hundreds of texts.

I went to a shop just now, and I replaced most of the broken silver on my body with copper plates, which is considered to be a free hand.

"You tell them that each person who comes here can get five cents, and after taking the money, they will help me spread the news, and there will be ten cents later."

The young man with a huge sum of money in his hand explained his plan to Wang Xian.

"In that case, then I'm going to help Gongzi call someone." Wang Xian no longer hesitated, made a salute and went to help Zhong Yuanxiu find someone.

Looking at the back of the beggar leaving, the young man nodded with satisfaction.

Wang Xian is a conscientious man, and if he sells the mirror today, it doesn't hurt to give him some more money.

…

After Wang Xian's response to the young man, he came to the beggar's den with his legs non-stop.

A corner of the urban village in the south of the city is filled with beggars from various villages and towns.

After Wang Xian entered, many beggars were lying on the ground at random, chatting and bragging together, and a few of them were eating the food they begged for.

"Boy, what are you doing when you come back, do you want to get the money, if you don't have money, there is no place for you to live here."

The person who spoke was a middle-aged man, with a bearded face and a stronger figure than those present.

It is the leader of this gang of beggars - Boss Zhou.

"Boss Zhou, I'm not coming back to live, there is a son who needs our help to go to ......," Wang Xianwei said resignedly.

The tone was low, and he seemed to be afraid of this middle-aged man named Boss Zhou.

"Is that really the case? Hahahaha, well, if this is true, you can live in it from now on and don't have to sleep on the street. The middle-aged man laughed twice and made a promise to Wang Xian.

Two quarters of an hour later.

More than 30 beggars from the south of the city all stood in front of the young man.

He saw that he was just a young man in coarse linen clothes, and at first glance he looked like a poor boy from the countryside.

The beggars thought they had been teased, and they all looked at Wang Xian with unkind eyes.

"Ahem!" The young man coughed, took out a bag of copper coins in his arms with his right hand and turned it around.

The beggars, who originally thought that Wang Xian was lying and deceived him, immediately turned their heads to look at the money bag when they heard the voice.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and then his hostility towards Wang Xian turned into a flattery for the young man.

"Uncle, if you have something to order, our brothers will also do it for you!" Boss Zhou, who was in the lead, nodded and pat his chest to reassure the young man.

"It's not so serious, just help me spread the news." The young man looked disdainful and said angrily.

When talking to these people, you can't naturally speak softly.

"Uncle, you speak, we listen to you." Boss Zhou snorted and said.

"You go to the big houses in the city and say that someone has taken a treasure......... Do you understand? The young man finished what he was thinking in one breath.

All the beggars nodded one after another, and the next second they were staring at the money bag in the young man's hand.

Concentrate:

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