"The money in your mouth is different from what we usually use?" The middle-aged man had no intention of answering his own question, and Fang Baiyu could only guess by himself.

"Hmph. "Jin Daoist said that you have the truth: "I have two bad news to tell you, Fang Baiyu, which one do you want to hear first?"

"Well, I thought it should be good news and bad news. The boy smiled bitterly.

"That's for ordinary people. The disdainful gaze of the middle-aged man seems to say that you are not an ordinary person, you are a wasted person.

"Then whatever. "It's all bad news anyway, and it doesn't matter which one Fang Bai Yu listens to first.

"First, you need to get out of here within three months, and you should understand the reasons yourself, so you have to earn fifteen dollars within the deadline, such money. ”

When the golden Taoist said this, he took out a copper coin from his arms: "This is a rice coin, see clearly, don't be deceived." ”

This is the "money" in their mouths, and the young man carefully examined it and found that there was no difference between the copper plates and the ones he usually used, the only difference was that the front of the copper plate was engraved with five small characters: The people take food as the sky.

"It shouldn't be difficult to make money, right?" Fang Baiyu took it out of the middle-aged man's hand with a hippie smile, and the golden Taoist did not stop it.

"Is this a stone?" The copper plate fell from the Taoist priest's hand to the young man's hand, its original metallic feeling immediately disappeared, and Fang Baiyu had an extra stone the size of a pebble in his hand.

"Stone to you. The middle-aged man patted the young man's hand, the stone fell and was caught by him, the Taoist priest's palm opened and the stone turned into a copper plate, and its reverse side was also engraved with five small characters: If you don't work, you won't get anything.

It seems that stealing and cheating is no longer possible, Fang Baiyu decided to be a good person: "How can I make money?"

"There's the answer you need. Daoist Jin pointed to a few banyan trees in the distance, and several aunts under the trees were happily chatting about something.

"Then I'll ask. The boy walked under the tree, and a second piece of bad news came from behind him: "Today is the eighth day, according to the rules, I can no longer take care of you, from now on you will have to rely on yourself for every bite of food and every mouthful of water you drink, and you will not have to come back at night." ”

It was really bad news, but it didn't exceed Fang Baiyu's expectations, so he just shrugged his shoulders and continued to walk forward.

"I told you that I saw this with my own eyes, Li Ersil came out of Widow Wang's house early this morning with his pants up, and I asked him what he was doing? Guess what he said?" When the boy passed, an aunt with a gray head was telling the cool point of the story.

"He said he was looking for the widow to make clothes?" asked Aunt A.

"It's not. The storyteller shook her head.

"He said he was sleepwalking?" said Aunt B.

"No, guess again. "The storyteller is a little dissatisfied.

"You can't say it to borrow the toilet, right?" The group of aunts couldn't finish talking, and Fang Baiyu couldn't help but complain.

"You're right, no, who are you?" Finally, someone clapped her hands happily when someone got the answer right, but found that it was a stranger who spoke.

"Little brother is very energetic, why haven't I seen you before?" the attention of the aunts shifted to the young man.

"I am a distant relative of the Golden Daoist who came to join him. "The lie came as soon as he opened his mouth, and Fang Baiyu felt that if an acquaintance introduced him, there might be a discount.

"Daoist Jin, you said Jin Chaoqun? The expressions of the aunts instantly became strange, and several people squeezed their eyebrows, it turned out that the Taoist priest's name was Jin Chaoqun, and when he was rescued before, the middle-aged man only said that his surname was Jin, but how did he look infamous? Looking at the aunt's expression, the young man didn't have to guess to know that the reputation of the Taoist priest Jin in this village was not much better than that of Li Ersil, who went to the widow's house to borrow a toilet.

"When I came, I realized that he wasn't a thing, so I decided to live on my own. "It's not good, Fang Bai Yu quickly drew a line with the Taoist priest.

"Well, I said, a good guy can't mess with that dog. "The aunts are all very righteous, and when they see the young man out of the mud and not stained, their attitude towards him has also changed.

"I don't know if there are any ladies you can introduce to me? The atmosphere was very good, and Fang Baiyu felt that he could cut to the chase.

"I want to find a job. The storyteller thought for a while: "I really have a job, I don't know if you want to do it?"

"Yes, yes, yes. "The boys are all mixed up in the field like this, what else can't be done.

"You see you're white and clean, I don't think you can do too much work, so let's do it, it's also a coincidence that you came here, I happen to have a job selling books here, by the way, you know how to read, right?"

"Don't worry, auntie, I know how to read. "For some reason, the words in this world are exactly the same as in the previous life, and most of the words are known to Bai Yu.

"Then come with me. The storytelling aunt walked in one direction, the young man hurriedly followed, and the aunts behind him chatted happily again, and Fang Baiyu vaguely heard as if he was talking about the little daughter-in-law of the Zhang family.

"It's here. She hadn't gone far, and the aunt stopped in front of a hut.

"Bang bang. The aunt knocked on the door, and after a while, the door opened from the inside, and a middle-aged man with a square scarf came out of the room.

It's so familiar, Fang Baiyu feels that this person is very familiar, and if you look closely, this person looks like the Luo Guanying who played Tang Seng in the Star Lord's movie Journey to the West.

"It turned out to be Sister Ma, who is this little brother?" the middle-aged man glanced at the two suspiciously.

"This child is my distant relative, I want him to sell books with you, Li Ersil, you can do it. As soon as this aunt named Sister Ma touched her upper and lower lips, Fang Baiyu changed from a distant relative of Daoist Jin to hers.

"Didn't this kid say that he wanted to hire someone?" It turned out that this Tang Seng was Li Ersil who borrowed the toilet, but he looked a little reluctant.

"Forget it. Sister Ma spoke very well: "You see that my nephew is still single, and he can't find any serious girls when he is poor, so I will introduce Wang Guihua to him." ”

After Sister Ma finished speaking, she pulled the young man and left.

"Wait. Li Er's stupid face changed, and he hurriedly stepped forward to stop them: "Sister Ma, I see that your nephew is not yet in the age of a weak crown, so there is no need to be in such a hurry, right?"

"You can't help but hurry. Auntie helped herself so much, Fang Baiyu felt that it was time for her to play: "My mother said that you should marry a daughter-in-law as soon as possible." ”

"Emerald is bigger than you. Li Er said stupidly.

"It's okay, my mom said that the female junior holds the gold brick. The young man was very thick-skinned, and when he said this, his face was not red and his heart was not beating.

"But Cuihua is fifty years old this year. "The middle-aged man still doesn't give up.

"Fifty?" Fang Baiyu's feet were weak and he almost knelt on the ground, and when he turned around, he saw Aunt Ma's encouraging eyes.

Well, I'm an actor, and the boy mustered up the courage to turn around and say to Li Ersilly: "My mother said that you can hold a few more gold bricks when necessary." ”

"Life is like a play, it all depends on acting, the host overcomes the obstacle of age and has the courage to try emotional drama, there should be an episode here. The joyful voiceover appeared again, followed by Liang Jingru's courage.

"Finally made this decision, I don't care what others say, as long as you are equally sure... Li Ersil couldn't hear the music played by the system, but he saw courage in Fang Baiyu's eyes, and the young man relied on him.

When a sister and brother meet a mother, it is often the former who loses the plot, and the middle-aged man is finally defeated by the teenager's shamelessness: "Little brother, why don't you help me sell books? I'll give you five dollars a day." ”

"Is it true? I don't lie to me, uncle. "Fang Baiyu got cheap and sold well.

"Don't dare, don't dare, I don't dare to Ling Ci. Li Ersil said that he was afraid, especially your mother, and my mother said that she was going to drive middle-aged people crazy.

"That's it, I won't bother you if I still have business. Aunt Ma saw that the matter was decided, said hello to them and left, seeing that the direction she went was under the banyan trees.

The aunt left, and the middle-aged man moved a chair and asked the young man to sit down: "Actually, it would be good if the little brother could help me sell books, I have written a lot of books over the years, but unfortunately I can't sell a single one, by the way, Li Ming still doesn't know the name of the little brother?"

The young man did not answer Li Ming's words, but suddenly said: "Be careful, thunder, rain and collect clothes." ”

"It's raining, it's not good for me to dry bacon. The middle-aged man ran out in a hurry, and came back angrily: "Why did the little brother kill me?"

"No, I just read it wrong for a while, my name is Fang Baiyu, Uncle Li doesn't need to show me your book. Fang Baiyu snorted, very curious about what book Tang Seng could write, it wouldn't be a big talk about Journey to the West.

"Good. Li Ming was excited again when he heard the book, he pulled out a large wooden box from under the bed, and shook the baggage and dropped out a lot of books.

"This is your book? Ouch, isn't it? The young man saw a book called Village Aunt Bai Jie, and flipped through the plot in it, which was very attractive.

"No, no, no. Li Ming's face was red-eared and his head shook like a wave drum, and he snatched the book over: "This is someone else's bought, this book is not good, I can't sleep at night after reading too much, I rarely read it now, little brother, you should take a look at my book." ”

"These are all of them. The middle-aged man pointed to the remaining pile.

"It's not a good book. Fang Baiyu picked up a copy at random and flipped through it, and when he saw the introduction, he had no interest in reading it, and it was written: Cultivating immortals to find immortality, hot blood is free, stepping on lotus waves to cleanse sword bones, and shaping the holy soul with the void and wind!

"Brother Fang Shi, how do you know if it's not good-looking?" Li Ming picked up a copy at random: "Look at this sun and moon change, the boy was born with waste wood and was not valued by the family, and his fiancée also divorced him, and then the boy went to the market to buy fish, and as a result, he bought a soft-shelled turtle, and the soft-shelled turtle taught him a set of exercises, the boy... ”

"Okay, okay, uncle, do you have any other books?" Fang Baiyu suddenly felt that the job of selling books was not very reliable.

"Yes, look at this. Li Ming took out a book again: "This is the Qin brick I wrote, I don't show it to ordinary people, the first emperor used the power of the whole country to build the Great Wall, the heroine's husband worked for him for three years, and he didn't pay the salary, the heroine's husband entered the palace as a eunuch in a fit of anger, and then the Qin country chose the beauty of the heroine and also entered the palace, she still loves her husband in her heart, but her body is very honest... ”

"It's okay, uncle. The young man hugged Tang Seng: "If you don't be intolerable, leave the matter of deceiving readers to me, but this village is not big, can so many books be sold?"

"Why do you want to sell it in the village?" the middle-aged man looked at Fang Baiyu like an idiot: "We usually go to the town to buy and sell things. ”

"Where is the town?" the young man just said this, and subconsciously glanced out the window, and there were a burst of people in the distance, as if there was really a market town.