Song Yushan touched his nose, put it down first, and then "invited" it out with a "gentle" technique: "Okay, you have passed the test for the time being." ”

In the night, thunder and thunder, wind and rain, Song Yushan lay on the bed, and for the first time seriously pondered the big white goose at home.

Mother-in-law said that the demon has the wildness of the body, not human nature, this big white goose, is domestic, probably not wild.

A mortal demon whose body is a goose is not a threat to her, and it is a goose left by her father, so she can try to raise one.

And there is a demon guarding the door at home, so she doesn't have to worry about being robbed at home when she goes out in the future.

Even if the big white goose can't be beaten, it can remember the appearance of a thief.

When the rain stopped, lead the big white goose to show her mother-in-law, if it is really a mortal demon who has only been enlightened for three years, leave it to take care of the house.

*

On the second day, the rain was much gentler and continuous.

My father always said that on such a day, warming a pot of hot tea, listening to the rain, and reading a book are the most meditative.

For this purpose, such a good place to watch the rain and drink tea was set up in the attic of the bookstore.

Today, she is the only one sitting here.

Song Yushan propped his chin, looked at the rain curtain for a while, and then opened the "Celestial Phenomena" in his hand and studied it carefully.

As soon as she saw it, she was immersed in it, and it was not until the lunch sent by Fumanzhai came that she closed the book.

As my father said, at this time, this is the most meditative place.

After lunch, the rain gradually became heavier, and it was time to close.

Song Yushan leaned over and removed the fork rod of the attic window, preparing to close the window.

Then I saw a merchant on the street wearing a hat and a robe, carrying two large wooden boxes, and walking quickly to the store.

"Is the shopkeeper Song here? The rain is sudden, can the villain be allowed to take shelter here for a while, and then leave. ”

Song Yushan locked the window and went down to the attic.

The merchant looked like a teenager, with dark skin, but a pair of cat's eyes that were very smart, and he was tightly wrapped.

He stood at the door of the shop, and he didn't dare to put down his burden without the permission of the master's family, but he looked at it with a fresh face.

However, the merchant goes south and north, the mobility is large, the danger is also great, often unconsciously, it has never appeared again, I don't know whether it is a change of line, or disappeared in the mountains, the next time the merchant, it will be a fresh face again.

This merchant has not seen anyone yet, so he called the shopkeeper Song, obviously not the first time he came, the shopkeeper Song in his mouth should be his father.

The days when she took over the bookstore were still short, and regular customers mostly called her Miss Song or Little Song Shopkeeper.

Thinking of his father, Song Yushan's heart softened, and it was nothing to close the store later today: "You please." ”

"You...... Are you Miss Song? When the merchant saw her, he seemed to be more cramped, and looked behind her.

"Exactly, my father has passed away, and now I am in charge of the bookstore." Song Yushan said.

"Huh? Immortal Death? The merchant's eyes widened, but for a moment, a mist rose.

This made Song Yushan a little overwhelmed, and hurriedly comforted him: "My father went peacefully, according to his last wishes, there is no need to mourn." Please come into the store and sit with a bowl of hot tea, I am afraid that the rain will not stop for a while. ”

The merchant seemed to be impressed, but insisted on not entering the store, for fear that the rain on his body would wet the books in the store.

Song Yushan moved a stool for him and went to pour him tea.

The merchant carefully put the cargo box next to the door, and deliberately put it on the side in order not to get in the way, so he sat next to the cargo box.

One person, two boxes, tightly packed together, as if one less space can give you more security.

The box was covered with oiled paper, and there were small openings on the side, but it was impossible to tell what it was selling.

Song Yushan took the tea bowl and was about to pour him tea, when he heard a voice say longingly: "Can you put a small piece of sugar instead of tea leaves?" ”

She raised her eyebrows and saw that the merchant was not as timid as she thought.

I didn't dare to go into the store to take shelter from the rain, but I dared to ask for sugar water to drink.

There are tea farmers around Fushui County, coarse tea is easy to obtain, but sugar is rare, and ordinary people are reluctant to eat it.

Sugar water is much more precious than tea in Fushui County.

"Yes."

Song Yushan still turned around and went to get the sugar jar and put a piece of rock candy into it, not for anything else, because he was his father's old acquaintance, and after knowing the news of his father's departure, he was sad for a moment.

When the sugar water was served, the young merchant drank it in small sips, his brows were relaxed, and he saw that she didn't have the cringe she had before.

It seems that he really likes to drink sugar water.

Song Yushan sat at the counter and looked at him, and suddenly saw the oilcloth covering the container move, but he remembered that he didn't know what he was selling!

The oilcloth shook out of thin air, could it be that it was selling some kind of living thing?

She wanted to know, so she asked.

The merchant was visibly frightened by her question, and stammered, "I don't sell live animals, I sell dishes." ”

As if he was afraid that she wouldn't believe it, he patted the box and uncovered the oilcloth: "You see, they are all coarse porcelain dishes, made by the village itself, and I will pick out and sell the more." ”

Song Yushan looked at the top of the box, it was indeed all dishes, although it was only coarse porcelain, and the firing was also very rough, but the shape was very interesting.

She walked over and picked up a stack of three small bowls tied up with straw rope: "This little bowl of cat's claws is quite interesting, how much does it cost?" ”

"Twenty cents a piece," said the merchant, "the cat's paws on the wall of this bowl are the most beautiful cat prints in the village!" Each one is unique! ”

"It's really unique," Song Yushan nodded, "Ten Wen one, I want all three!" ”

On the market, a coarse porcelain bowl of this size costs ten cents a piece, this one has cat's claws, and each one is round and casual, which is indeed unique.

She looked funny, bought it and played with it, but she wasn't wronged!

The bowl reminded her that her father had indeed bought a plate of similar style.

"At least fifteen wen!" The merchant said.

"Okay, deal", Song Yushan gave him forty-five wen, twenty wen is expensive, and it is a big injustice to buy it, but she wants to accumulate virtue again, and fifteen wen is just right.

After the merchant got the money and gave her the bowl, he still couldn't react, and the bargaining ended too quickly, which was a little different from what he thought.

But the old Song shopkeeper went, Miss Song was the same, and she was more generous, she bought three bowls at once, and this time, it was not in vain.

He finished drinking the sugar water and sold the bowl again, and it was time to leave: "Miss Song, thank you for your hospitality, next time there is a new product, I will come again." ”

After saying that, he picked up the burden, rushed into the rain, and disappeared around the corner in a blink of an eye.

Song Yushan looked at the pouring rain outside, wondering if he had failed to accumulate virtue and was cheated.

Otherwise, how could he have walked so fast, it was like running away.

But he said that next time, it didn't look like a deceitful deal.

Weird!