It turned out that in the wide street ahead, there was a farmer selling oranges.

The peasant was about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, with a faint hair on his head, and a face dyed by wind and frost early on, and he looked like a poor and tired man.

There was a big cart behind him, no livestock, only a hemp rope shoulder strap, and a cart of oranges of hundreds of catties, which was actually pulled by one person.

The weather was unusually warm for the past two days, the snow and ice had melted, and the peasants were sweating profusely, wiping them with sackcloth while shouting and selling oranges.

"Buy, sell oranges. Good, delicious. ”

"Hahaha......"

The farmer's clumsy words caused the onlookers to laugh, there are very few winter fruits in Yuyang City, Yunsu has not seen a few people selling fruits along the way, the farmer's oranges are big and red, exuding a fragrance of oranges, no wonder it can attract so many onlookers.

Someone asked the price, and the peasants said that it was six cents a catty, so they all thought it was expensive, but they refused to leave, so they pestered the peasants to sell it cheaper.

"The price couldn't be less. ”

The peasant was ridiculed a few times, his face turned red, and the appearance of a big man standing there cramped and uneasy caused everyone to laugh, but no matter what, it was six cents a catty.

There were more and more people who were making noise, and the faces of the peasants were getting redder and redder, and they were so anxious that they couldn't do anything about it.

At this moment, a Taoist man wearing a rag coat and a dirty face pushed away the crowd, stepped forward, and stretched out a pair of hands to ask the peasants for it.

"Lao Dao is hungry, give me an orange to eat. ”

The peasants were already ridiculed by everyone and had no master of the six gods, and when they saw that someone came to ask for it, they subconsciously refused.

Although he was clumsy in his eloquence, he also knew how to do it, and when he saw the beggars in the crowd who were looking at a cart of oranges, he thought about it and refused, and thought about it and took out a cooking cake wrapped in oiled paper from his bosom.

"If the Taoist is hungry, eat this. ”

The Taoist was furious when he heard this, and scolded: "Your cart of oranges is hundreds of catties, and it won't be much of a loss for you to give me one, Lao Dao just wants to taste your oranges, who eats your sweat-stained cakes." ”

"Hahaha......"

"Yes, you have a few hundred pounds, give me a taste. ”

"Yes, yes, I can also help everyone taste it, how it tastes, and whether it is worth buying. ”

"You guys are coaxing like this, how many oranges can be left in this cart of people, really. ”

"That's it, shameless, oranges are someone else's, it's kind to give someone to eat, it's not wrong not to give someone to eat, if I'm poor, it's not a relative, how about your family's silver and two copper coins give me some. ”

Everyone was noisy, some were coaxing, some were helping the old-fashioned, some were helping the peasants, but the peasant, seeing that everyone was getting more and more excited, opened his mouth several times and did not say that he was ugly, so he had to pick up a flat pole on the car, for fear of being robbed.

When Yun Su saw the scene in front of him, he seemed to remember something, smiled playfully, took out a copper coin, and handed it to the farmer.

"This big brother, since this Taoist leader wants to eat, and you don't want to give it to him, how about I pay a penny to help him buy one?"

"Yes, you can. ”

The peasant was also frightened, and hurriedly took an orange and handed it to the sloppy Taoist, Yunsu arched his hand and presented a copper coin.

When the sloppy old man saw that someone was paying for oranges, he thanked him, took the peel and ate them, and scolded the farmer while eating: "You think I have to eat your oranges, but I just need a seed." ”

Lao Dao spit out a plump white orange seed, held it in the palm of his hand, borrowed a hoe from someone else, and took a pot of boiling water from the steamed bun shop.

I saw him dig a pit directly in the middle of the street, sow a seed, cover it with soil at will, pour a pot of boiling water, and chant words in his mouth.

"Long, long, long......"

As he spoke, a green shoot came out of the soil, growing higher and higher, and in a short time it had grown to a height of several zhang, and the branches were luxuriant.

Then, the flowers bloomed and fell, and in the blink of an eye the branches were full of finger-sized green oranges.

"Immortals, I met immortals. ”

"It's amazing. ”

"Hahaha, the farmer has no immortal fate, he is reluctant to give up an orange, and he loses a fate. ”

"Quick, worship the gods. ”

"The gods have appeared. ”

The peasants on the side were already trembling with fear, where had they seen such a rare thing, and they didn't dare to step forward, so they had to stand next to the car and guard those oranges.

On the orange trees, the green oranges have ripened, all of them are big, round and red, almost exactly the same as the ones on the car, shining in the sun, and even more good-looking, many people swallow their saliva.

Seeing this, the sloppy old man pointed to the red oranges on the treetops, and said loudly: "Old Dao Qingshan is a real person, not as stingy and stingy as he is, everyone who wants to eat oranges can come and eat them." ”

When the people heard this, they were immediately overjoyed, and they stepped forward to receive oranges, and the sloppy old man also shook the orange trees with a smile, and the big red oranges fell down one by one, and the people who ate them were full of tongues and shouted delicious.

After a short time, the orange was divided by everyone, and the old man picked up the hoe, directly dug up the orange tree, carried it on his body, and turned around to leave.

The onlookers, while chanting the gods, bowed, some even knelt on the ground to worship, and some people cried loudly, begging the gods for blessings, and some even begged the gods to take them away, and they also wanted to be immortals.

When the old farmer saw this, he was also extremely frightened, and at first he thought it was a trick, how could he offend such a fairy.

But when I think of this cart of oranges, it is the wages of the shipwrights, and I really can't give them away.

"Immortals are not strange, the small ones don't know how to do business, these oranges are the wages of the brothers on the orange ship, how many are counted, and the small ones are afraid that they will not be counted enough, so they don't dare to ......"

The man dressed as a peasant was about to bow down, but he felt that he was being pulled by someone, and turned his head to see that it was the kind man who spent a penny to buy oranges for the old fairy just now.

"This brother, you look back. ”

"Ah......h

When the man looked back, he was so shocked that he was out of his body, only to see that all the red oranges in the car were gone, he shook his head fiercely, and suddenly came back to his senses.

"It's not good, my oranges, that, that old way hurts me......"

The man only felt that his eyes were dark, his whole body was weak, his legs bent and fell to the ground, and he muttered to himself, how is this good, hundreds of catties of oranges are the wages of the workers, even if they demolish the broken thatched hut at home, they can't make up the money.

Where is there still a trace of that sloppy Taoist, it is long gone.

"Come with me. ”

Yunsu pulled him away.

......

In an alley dozens of feet away from the place where oranges were sold, a Taoist man appeared, looked back at the man selling oranges in the distance, and smiled.

His face was full of self-satisfaction in educating the world, as if he had done another meritorious thing, and even the beard on his chin shook and trembled, telling the pride in his heart.

"It is ridiculous that people in the world are so ignorant that they regard money as their life, and do not know how to do good deeds and accumulate virtue. ”

The sloppy Taoist flicked his sleeves disdainfully, and was about to leave, but when he saw a young man in front of him, with the farmer who sold oranges, he was looking at him lightly, and he was suddenly startled, his body was cold, and he couldn't stop shivering, as if he was facing a monster that could eat people.

The whole person couldn't move, and he couldn't even beg for mercy.

This person is young, although he looks dignified, he does not have the slightest mana fluctuation on his body, how can he be so terrifying. Just looking at himself lightly, it was so terrifying, and it seemed that he would be killed by this invisible weirdness at any time.

"You ......"

"Dao Chief, are oranges delicious?"

"Good...... Good...... Eat ......"

"Well, since it's delicious, let's pay for it, how can there be a reason in the world to buy things without giving money. ”

"Good, good. ”

The sloppy Taoist suddenly found that he could move, and hurriedly reached into his sleeve and took out a money bag, but he didn't hold it steady, and fell to the ground, and there was a clanging sound inside, obviously a lot of silver.

"Give, give you money for the oranges. ”

The Taoist finally bent down and picked up the money bag, and without counting it, he handed it directly to the man who was confused and confused.

"Huh, money!"

The man came to his senses, took the money bag, felt the weight inside, opened the bag, and carefully picked out a bit of broken silver.

"The small cart of oranges has a total of three hundred and fifty-one catties, and I have already begged Mr. to count them, and I should not ask for so much money, too much, and too much. ”

The man stuffed the money bag back to Lao Dao, and Lao Dao saw that he couldn't return it, so he had to hand it to Yunsu with trembling hands.

"I don't have a deal with you, and I don't need any money. ”

The sloppy old man still has the slightest fairy wind at this time, and he is about to cry out in his heart, if you accept the money, I will feel more at ease.

Yun Su ignored him, turned to the man and said, "Go back early, the family wants to come and wait, be careful of the money on the road." ”

"Immortal Chief, this, this is your penny, a small cart of oranges, the Dao Elder has paid for it. ”

"It's fine. ”

Yun Su took the penny, didn't say much, turned around and walked straight away.

After half a pillar of incense, Qingshan Lao Dao's body was weak, he sat on the ground, got up with a half-sound, and ran out of the city with a rolling belt, secretly saying that this Yuyang City is too terrible to stay for a long time.

Yun Su was standing on the side of the street with great interest at this time, watching the big stone break in the chest, and turned his head to see the person rushing out of the city, this person had a little very weak mana, that is, a half-hung monk, barely inducing qi into the body but incomplete, and ignored him.

It's that kind of orange illusion, from beginning to end in Yun Su's eyes, it's just that mortals can't see through it, it seems that the magic is a long way to go, this person's cultivation is extremely low, and the one-handed blinding method makes it not bad, and the effect of pretending to be a ghost and bluffing people is surprisingly good.

It's worth it to go out today.