Lin Zhuheng has little to do, but his face is thinner than Ning Shidu, and he drooped his head and glared at Chen Yusheng: "Fart, I'm the pavilion master now, have you ever seen the sect master of whose family yelling to sell wontons?

Chen Yusheng hummed: "A sect and a person are also considered sects, don't tease me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his ass was kicked by Ning Shi, and there was only one person in the Sword Gate.

Needless to say, when this little Taoist priest was in the Taoist Temple of Zen Mountain, he could blush when he was praised by the fellow villagers for two sentences, and it was better to be horizontal.

It doesn't matter if the spring night is strict with the deer.

But the two tried to shout twice, but it wasn't the smell at all, one had no feelings, and the other looked like quails.

Ning Shi sighed: "We have to think of some way, we have to survive, we have to stand firm, we have to fill our stomachs first, and we must have silver first." ”

After experiencing the experience of war in the north, Ning Shi deeply understood that it is not easy to live, and the more difficult it is, the harder it is, the harder it is, the harder it is. Of course, he is a sword cultivator, and his pursuit is not to be rich in the world, so even if he sells wontons, he does not forget to practice. The dough he rolls out should be boxy, exactly one inch and eight minutes long, and the meat filling he chops should be evenly proportioned, and the minced meat should be just right.

No matter how delicate it is, it can't bring him guests, because people are more curious about a few teenagers, how can such a young child come out to sell wontons by himself?

Can it be delicious?

Chen Yusheng urinated and ran away for half a stick of incense.

The winter fog that filled the Shendu began to gradually dissipate, and the morning sun penetrated the dense fog and sprinkled the dust all over the world, and the floating dust was like a small 'moth', and a little fat man in the 'moth' suddenly ran over happily, trembling while running.

Ye Qingniao's face was full of disgust: "If you don't want to work, just talk, give up your share of lunch, and everyone may be able to eat more." Anyway, there is only so much silver, and if you don't make money, you will soon go hungry. ”

Chen Yusheng gasped for a while, and then said excitedly: "I know how to attract people." ”

Ye Qingniao: "Just you?"

Chen Yusheng patted his chest: "It's me, you don't understand, it's useless to tell you." Ning Shi, what about the broken silver that Lin Zhiheng gave you yesterday, I will use it. ”

Don't say that Ye Qingniao doesn't believe it, and Ning Shi doesn't believe it either, the movement of rolling dough in his hand doesn't stop: "What are you doing?"

Ye Qingniao snorted coldly: "I must have secretly gone to buy food, sooner or later I will be supported to death, look at the fat on that body, just like this, I still want to marry a daughter-in-law in the future?"

Chen Yusheng had a bitter gourd face: "Grandma, can you not block me? I really have a way, you can believe me once!"

Ning Shi turned his head to look at the others.

Spring Night shrugged: "I don't care, anyway, it's the difference between starving today or starving tomorrow." ”

Lin Zhiheng: "Anyway, I won't shout." ”

Lu Yan didn't speak to Xia Pingfan, and he really didn't have anything to say.

And then. ”

"If you spend money indiscriminately, I'll cut a meat or two off your ass. Ning Shi said viciously.

"Make adult meat wontons!" Ye Qingniao never forgot to damage the rest of Chen's life.

Take the money.

Chen Yusheng turned around and ran, running faster than a rabbit.

"Sashimi won't run away with the money, right?" Ye Qingniao guessed.

"For less than a tael of silver, is he stupid?" Ning Shi shook his head.

Chen Yusheng is naturally not stupid, except for a strange disease, he is smart, otherwise he would not have been accepted by Shushan back then.

Chen Yusheng asked Ning Shi for money, and he went to buy rune paper, cinnabar and brushes.

After the wax moon is the Spring Festival, this neighborhood can already see the Spring Festival couplets for the sale of blessing words, Chen Yusheng is a disciple of Shushan, the spell is put aside, the runes to ward off evil spirits and insects can still be written, and don't look at Chen Yusheng is a fat man, that hand is beautiful and tight.

Luoyang, the capital of the gods, naturally sold everything, and after a while, Chen Yusheng ran back, holding a stack of rune paper in one hand, and a cinnabar jar and a slender brush in the other.

Ignoring Ye Qingniao's confused eyes at all, Chen Yusheng stood at the dining table, rolled up his sleeves, and wrote a rune to ward off evil spirits with a wave of his hand.

It's neat.

It's beautiful.

Paper is not good paper, but this rune is added, how to look at it.

Chen Yusheng deliberately showed off: "How is it? Let me ask you, have you ever seen such an orthodox and beautiful rune? And I have injected runic power into it, which is a genuine evil spirit." ”

Chen Yusheng was very excited, but the others were very puzzled, and their eyes were full of words: "What are you going to do? No matter how beautiful the runes are, they can't attract customers to everyone." ”

"Stupid!"

"The Spring Festival is coming soon, every household must need some runes, you can't shop around to buy runes, isn't it popular to come over. ”

"How pleasant it is to buy runes and sit down and eat a bowl of chaos. Chen Yusheng said very firmly

As soon as he finished saying this, an old lady walked by and saw Chen Yusheng's rune coldly: "Young man, where did you buy such a beautiful rune?"

Chen Yusheng turned his head and grinned: "Grandma, this is what I wrote, the genuine rune, I have asked other families, one costs ten yuan, I only charge you five yuan." ”

Grandma smiled happily after hearing this, and took out five cents to buy Chen Yusheng's talisman, as if she was afraid of regret.

It's opened.

This opening can be regarded as a reminder to everyone.

Soon.

Everyone began to show their powers.

"Walk by, don't miss it, a sign to measure good fortune and evil, a penny to sign. "Xia Pingfan's master's main income in Zen Mountain is to tell fortunes, and the little Taoist priest naturally understands it, and besides, this fortune measurement itself is the inheritance of the Taoist view of Zen Mountain.

A penny and a sign, and a little Taoist, many people are looking for a stranger.

It's strange to say, this Xia Pingping's signature is surprisingly accurate, and there is no way to verify the wedding and funeral on the spot, but you can lose something or something, this Xia Pingping's hanging appearance is actually eight or nine.

Xia Pingfan's fortune measurement is very rusty.

But excited.

Chen Yusheng can make money, he must be able to, no one expected that the first to open would be Chen Yusheng, a fat dun who looks like soy sauce.

Perhaps stimulated, Xia Pingfan, who had always rarely talked much, even asked Ning Shi for a few copper plates, and begged Chen Yusheng to write the word 'hanging test'.

This person just likes to join in the fun.

Soon, everyone heard that there was a little Taoist priest in the innermost part of Yonghuan Fang, and there was a rune thief written by a little fat dun who was beautiful.

"Young man, bring a bowl of wontons to the eldest mother, and I'll let the little master count it later. An aunt who got up early to buy vegetables said with a smile.

"What kind of stuffing do you eat?" Ning Shi asked.

"It's all right, you can watch and do it, just be full. "This aunt's mind is not on eating.

Ye Qingniao muttered while serving the bowl, looking at her expression, she knew that she was very angry, not angry with herself, but angry with Chen for the rest of her life, this anger was very unreasonable, but she was just angry.