Yun Su turned around, looked at the green-clothed girl chasing after her, and the square scarf she was holding in her hand, and already understood in her heart, it seemed that this beautiful little girl was not very lucky, and she didn't sell it for most of the day.

"Little girl, is there anything wrong?"

"Sir, do you still buy these roots? Xian'er doesn't dare to deceive people, they are really good things, not radish whiskers. ”

The girl in green looked pitiful, and mustered up the courage to ask, although there was no begging in her eyes, but it was all expectation, and she was a little worried.

This kind man still wants to buy it in the morning, don't want it.

She herself is not afraid of sleeping in the open, but her grandfather's body can't stand it, although this mortal city is very lively compared to the mountains, it is strange and strange, and there are everything sold, but it is difficult to move an inch without money.

In the past, when the mana was still alive, I drank a little dew when I was thirsty, and I was full when I was hungry and took some nectar, but since I escaped from the mountain, the hunger and fatigue that I had never felt before, as well as fear and despair, were all the time.

Yunsu looked at this girl who was two or three years older than Wang Xuanji, but she was neither human, nor demon, nor ghostly, and she couldn't see her heels for a while, but she couldn't pretend to be uninvolved in the world.

Young and beautiful, with an extremely outstanding temperament, the 'little fairy' who fell in distress is still a 'little fairy', but the pity and misery at this time are no less than that of mortals.

"Things are good things, but most of the money on Su Mou's body has been used to buy books, I'm afraid I can't afford to buy your treasures. ”

The spirit beard of the 10,000-year-old ginseng, eating to prolong life, is also a treasure for curing diseases and strengthening the body, Yunsu really doesn't know how much is appropriate, if it is low, it is a lie, and if it is high, it is not necessary, and it is not necessary to take out too much silver for a while.

"Xian'er is clumsy, and I asked my husband to go with me to see my grandfather, this time I really want to sell. ”

Yunsu was not in a hurry for a while, so he walked with her to the white-haired old man, and the girl in green also told the old man what had just happened.

Mr. Jean smiled. ”

This is the second time the white-haired old man has seen Yunsu, and he feels that although this person is dignified, he is indeed a mortal, but he has a different temperament on his body, guessing that it should be a person with deep fortune, but I don't know how he recognizes this beard, it shouldn't be, I think it's a kind word.

Thinking that he wanted to sell him a little more money in the morning, but at this time he begged others to stay, and his old face was a little unbearable.

"It's just buying and selling, and my husband doesn't have to mind. ”

"Since the gentleman recognizes this thing, he thinks that he is also a person who is destined, so he will look at it and give it casually. The old man and his granddaughter were trapped in this Yuyang City, and they really couldn't walk. ”

"Old gentleman, people who buy things naturally hope that the price is as low as possible, but Su can't bully lonely widows and children like you with a clear conscience, so let's do it, Su still has a total of these silvers, and you can take as much as you want. ”

Yunsu wanted to buy these roots, but he didn't bother to bargain, so he directly took out the remaining scattered silver plus silver tickets, totaling more than two hundred taels, took them in his right hand, squatted down, and sent them forward.

The white-haired old man was stunned for a moment, this person doesn't play cards according to common sense.

After thinking about it for a while, I was even more sure in my heart that this person was doing good deeds, yes, not to mention mortals, it was impossible for ordinary cultivators to recognize these natal spiritual mustaches of their own, how could he recognize them.

"In that case, the old man has thanked Mr. for his kindness. ”

The white-haired old man directly took a small ingot of silver, no more, no less, just ten taels.

Ten whiskers, one or two.

"To each according to his needs. ”

Yun Su collected the roots, bowed his hand slightly to the old man, and left with Wang Xuanji.

When I bought these roots, I was naturally happy in my heart.

When they met the grandfather and grandson again in the morning, if they were willing to surrender their identities and beg like those beggars, Yunsu was naturally willing to give more money.

As for being a bad person and rushing to help, Yun Su never thought about it.

This old man is also a 10,000-year elixir, if he gives money like a beggar, he is afraid that he will insult others, and most of them will not ask for it.

If you take the liberty of making a move and casting spells to help each other, it is even more inappropriate to be bored and be a bad person.

An old man and a young man have not yet recovered from the panic of being chased and killed, they are originally frightened birds, and it is only right for them to hide and rest in Yuyang City quietly.

What's more, inexplicably, there is no need to be a bad person, disgusted with a long life, disgusted with life being too comfortable, and going around with his neck to cause trouble.

......

When I returned to Qingfeng Xiaozhu, the boss of Shuxian Zhai actually delivered the goods to the door in person, and waited at the door for a long time, and several big cars were full of books.

The money and goods are clear, and the store left his name before leaving, surnamed Qian, Yunsu instructed him to pick out the remaining old books and send them, and the boss of Qian naturally patted his chest and promised, promising to sell half and send half, and promised to send a new book list every month.

Yunsu is not in a hurry to deal with the books in the side room, these days can be regarded as three happy days, lucky red, eat a good meal at night, and don't go out in the next few days, beware of being happy and sad.

Wang Xuanji is responsible for picking vegetables and side dishes, washing the pot and burning the fire, Yunsu is responsible for stir-frying, and from time to time he admonishes two sentences of cutting.

The first course, roasted duck with spring bamboo shoots.

The soul of this dish is not in the frying method, but in the knife work. In Yunsu's view, the first premise of stir-fried duck meat, chicken and rabbit meat is to reduce broken bones as much as possible, otherwise if you bite into the broken bones, no matter how delicious it is, it will be three points worse.

Wang Xuanji's swordsmanship is small, and his strength is growing day by day, and he is even more quick to do cooking work, and soon the seller burned the duck with grain grass according to the requirements, the meat is meat, the bones are the bones are divided, and the knife edge is extremely neat.

Cranberry oil, also called rapeseed oil, is cooked thoroughly in the pot, duck meat and ginger slices, and wild mountain peppercorns are stir-fried together, and after stir-frying twenty times, put in one or two burnt knife wine.

The soju in Yuyang City is distilled, the price is cheap, but it tastes very spicy, and Yunsu specially bought it for stir-fried meat dishes.

The duck meat must be fried enough to heat enough, and the meat must be yellowed on the edges, otherwise there will be hair.

Then put in two scoops of boiling water, boil over high heat for more than a quarter of an hour, turn to low heat and simmer.

After about 30 minutes, put in the spring bamboo shoots, add salt, a little vinegar to taste, a little sugar to enhance the freshness, and finally put a little dark soy sauce before the pot to collect the juice, which is done.

Another dish was suggested by Wang Xuanji, spring bamboo shoots fried back to the pot meat, after eating the back pot meat made by Yunsu twice, she never forgot it, and the last one was soup, shepherd's cabbage soup.

"Woo, Brother Yun, it's so delicious. ”

Wang Xuanji ate his hands full of oil, playfully took a duck leg and handed it to the fisherman, who held it with both hands and gnawed it, and after gnawing for a long time, he tasted it, and jumped in a hurry.

"Oh, the taste is not bad, spring bamboo shoots and spring duck spring vegetables, but unfortunately there is no chili pepper and no soul taste. ”

It's not the first time that Yunsu has been nostalgic for chili peppers, but it's a pity that the Dacheng Dynasty doesn't have such a thing at all, and I haven't seen it in books, and it's not possible to eat chili peppers for a while.

Wang Xuanyu's dinner was white water eggs and white rice duck porridge, and she bought a small bamboo chair that could be set up on the bench and let her sit in it to eat, which was very convenient.

After the meal, Wang Xuanji went to take care of Wang Xuanyu to take a bath, and went to bed early, so Yunsu went to tidy up the study.

There are a total of 723 new books, all of which have just been printed, and there is a strong smell of ink.

Although Yunsu loves money, the ink fragrance is more pleasant than the copper smell.

There were originally two large vertical bookshelves in the side room, and two more were turned out of the storeroom, and one was placed on each of the four walls.

Yun Su recited the mantra, and with a flick of his long sleeves, these new books flew down to the three bookshelves one after another, and they were placed in different categories, and it was too convenient for the magic and divine sense to do this kind of hard work, only the innermost bookshelf was temporarily empty.

What is a little surprising is that the boss of the money actually shoehorned a picture album into the book, which is the strange book with exquisite painting, this kind of book naturally can't be put on the shelf, regardless of whether the book is good or not, but it made fifteen taels in vain.

All that's left is the pile of broken books in the middle of the room.

"Gather!"

Yun Su stretched out his hand to grasp it, only to see that the dirty things in the broken book flew out one after another, gathered into a large group, and as soon as the mana moved, these dirty things turned into powder, and with a flick of his fingers, they flew out of the house and fell into the mountains and wilderness outside the city.

The broken book has become clean, but it is still a broken book, missing a few pages, and badly damaged.

Yun Su went back to the house and took a large stack of paper, a pile of ink ingots and water, and put it in front of him floating in the air, and then his mind moved, and thousands of broken books in the middle of the room floated one after another.

"Now!"

This time, the difficulty of casting spells is significantly higher.

Similar to the method used last time in the palace library, Yun Su first cast a spell to capture the information remaining on these broken books, similar to the Circle Light Technique,

This method is difficult to cultivate, in addition to requiring the caster to cultivate extremely high, it also requires a strong divine sense to be able to capture the little information left by the other scholars above.

Compared with the well-preserved old books in the palace library, many predecessors looked at the books and thought about the traces left by the muttering of the books were much stronger, these books were infected by fire and water, and they were not well preserved, and it was much more difficult to cast spells.

There are countless light words on all the old books, especially dozens of books, and there is a faint golden light in the paper, and the words of dragons flying and phoenixes dancing gradually emerge.

"Go. ”

As soon as Yun Su pointed his hand, the paper in front of him shattered into countless pieces of paper of different sizes and thicknesses, flew into countless broken books, and began to be sewn up.

Some of the original cracks have also healed slowly, which is very magical.

Books that were originally in tatters were filled in a short time, but the words were still missing.

With another finger, the water and ink ingots fell on the inkstone and ground themselves, and soon became ink, and then countless inks flew into the broken book that had just been repaired, and became words on it.

After a stick of incense, when the last book was finished repairing and recording, Yun Su breathed a sigh of relief, Rao Yi was strong in his heart, and he also felt dizzy.

With a single gesture, ten books fell into his hand.

Compared with other books, these books are very different, whether it is the paper or the breath revealed after removing the dirt, and even the words on the pages seem to be extremely spiritual, and they are obviously not ordinary.

"I'm busy, it's for you. ”

Flipping through a page casually, I saw a few words written on it: "Wawu Immortal Travels"