Chapter 8 Redeeming Silver Tickets
"Then we didn't mean to come over today to beat you up. ”
The leader of the three beggars shouted, "Give it all to me." ”
As soon as the voice fell, all the beggars around them rushed out directly, and immediately rushed towards the two of them, each of them had an expression of wanting to eat people, and immediately startled the two dogs.
However, after a cup of tea, all the beggars here had fallen to the ground except for the two dogs.
One by one, they kept wailing on the ground, and they were terrible to see.
"Amitabha, it's good, I'm sorry, the little monk is too heavy, you're okay. ”
Xinyuan squatted down and wanted to help them.
How dare the three beggars let their hearts be far away, endured the pain from their bodies, stood up, and said stiffly: "It's okay, how can we have something? ”
In order to convince Xinyuan and the others, the three beggars also started soft gymnastics for this, but every time they moved, it was a pain in their hearts.
If it weren't for the sake of not losing face in front of Xinyuan, he would have screamed a long time ago.
Xinyuan knew the strength of his own attack, and knew that these three beggars would definitely not be as easy as they appeared, but he didn't want to expose their old secrets, so he deliberately pretended not to know.
"Are they really okay?"
At this time, Ergou also asked such a sentence, the three beggars who were doing soft gymnastics over there suddenly burst into tears, only they knew the bitterness in their hearts.
"Of course it's fine. Xinyuan said seriously.
But in his heart he was already happy, let the three beggars pretend to be in front of him, and he felt funny when he looked at the cold sweat that kept flowing from their foreheads.
However, he is not a ruthless person after all, they are at fault, but they are not guilty to death, I am afraid that these tortures just now have taught them a profound lesson, presumably they will not come to provoke the two of them again, in this case, what if they are let go?
In the expectant eyes of the three beggars, Xinyuan finally left.
"Finally I don't have to install it anymore. ”
The three beggars sat down on the ground with a sigh of relief.
"Big brother, what should we do now?" asked Huang Er.
"What else can I do? I can't beat people, even if it's useless to find someone, what do you say?" asked Huang Daman helplessly.
"Big brother, why don't we discuss with them and let us live in it too?" After all, the two of them can't live in so many places, don't you say?" Huang Sandao.
"It doesn't seem to be the problem now!" Huang Da said helplessly.
"What?" Huang Er and Huang San asked suspiciously at the same time.
"Don't you remember what we promised them?"
Huang Da pointed to the approaching crowd in front of him.
Xinyuan's hand is not heavy, so they recovered after a while, and I am afraid that they are here to find trouble with Huang Dahuang and Huang San.
Huang Er and Huang Sanyi listened to their eldest brother's words, and they patted their heads at the same time, saying, "How did we forget this." ”
"Run. ”
Huang Da Huang Er and Huang San hurriedly got up from the ground and fled as if they were leaving here.
The beggars behind them naturally wouldn't let them go, and chased after them directly.
So, there was such a scene in the city, where a group of beggars chased three beggars, making the effect dusty.
said that Xinyuan and Ergou didn't know what happened at the scene after they left the dilapidated house where they lived.
If they really knew, I'm afraid they would laugh for a long time, what is this called, this is called self-inflicted.
At this time, they had also come to Sun Tong's residence.
And this Sun Tong is the person who was in a coma at the gate of Jiangcheng when Xinyuan first arrived in Jiangcheng before, and carried him back to the broken house with Ergou.
"Where's Sun Tong?"
Ergou glanced at the dilapidated house, there were many beggars, but he didn't find Sun Tong's figure.
"Sun Tong went to the city to ask for food. A beggar who had a little friendship with Sun Tong replied.
"Since he's not here, I'll give you these buns!"
Ergou nodded, took out the bun bag, and the hot bun fragrance instantly filled the entire dilapidated house.
As soon as these beggars in front of them smelled the fragrance of steamed buns, their eyes widened, and they rushed up.
Some of these beggars may have already eaten breakfast, and some may not have eaten for several days, but no matter what, there are buns to lead fools.
You can eat when you're hungry, and you can put it when you're hungry, so why not?
"Don't rob, one for each person, no more, no less. ”
The two dogs gave them one by one, and when the buns were all finished, the beggars lay down to their broken 'mattresses' contentedly.
Xinyuan said: "Since Sun Tong is not here, let's go!"
Ergou nodded, and the two of them left here.
They want to go back to Jiangcheng, and Xinyuan will naturally have to take out the 1,000 taels of silver tickets that Xinyuan got from Wang Bin, otherwise, who can find you with 1,000 taels of silver tickets?
As soon as he entered the city, Xinyuan said: "Ergou, you go to find Sun Tong, and when I exchange the silver ticket here, I will go to you." ”
"Good. ”
Ergou didn't say anything and left immediately.
Xinyuan watched him leave and followed him towards another street, where he remembered that there was a bank with a silver ticket on it.
Originally, it couldn't have been easier to redeem a silver ticket.
When the money bank opens the door to do business, they will not ask the customer where the silver ticket came from and whether it is their own, and their duty is to handle the business of depositing and withdrawing money like Xinyuan's previous bank.
And when Xinyuan came to Yinzhuang, he found that the eyes around him were a little strange.
In particular, the pedestrians on the street all looked at Xinyuan with curious eyes.
They were all curious, how could a monk go to Qianzhuang?
And for these gazes, Xinyuan directly chose to ignore them.
"Amitabha. ”
Xinyuan went to Qianzhuang and immediately recited Amitabha, and put his hands together and bowed.
"Little Master, are you here to transform your fate? There is nothing here that you want to turn into a fate. The shopkeeper asked.
"Amitabha, the old benefactor, the little monk did not come to turn into fate. "Xinyuan replied.
"The monk didn't come to turn the relationship, so what are you doing here?" asked the shopkeeper suspiciously.
"The little monk is here to redeem the silver ticket. ”
Then Xinyuan smiled and said: "Of course, if the old donor can give some charity generously, the little monk will not mind." ”
Redeem a silver ticket?
The shopkeeper of the money bank is also a flute.
It was the first time he had seen a monk come to the money bank to exchange for a silver ticket, which was really a miracle for the ages, and no one would believe it.
The few people who had stayed in Qianzhuang and did not leave also cast surprised expressions at Xinyuan at the same time.
They originally wanted to leave, but they were not in a hurry at this time, and they also wanted to see how many silver tickets the monk wanted to exchange when he came to the bank.