"This last time I was talking about it, the end of the thousand autumn months is the parting of the beautiful woman. It happened that the withered branches fell into the old city, but the new Lan was full of long streets! The battlefield has not yet reached Ruixue, listening to the story, this Chu overlord is in Wujiang, and he will say goodbye to a bright moon...... It's a very spicy day today, everyone who has passed by, or listened to my storytelling, you might as well come into the store and drink a bowl of sour plum soup to relieve the heat!"

On the noisy ancient royal street, a young man in a black-on-black shirt with red edges is squatting under a big banyan tree, waving a folding fan in his hand while foaming at the mouth to tell the story of the overlord's farewell concubine.

His name is Bai Xiaoyi, and he is an orphan who does not know his background, does not know his origin, and has no father and mother. It is said that he was thrown at the gate of Bao'en Temple outside the city on a snowy night 18 years ago. Except for a pendant engraved with the word "white", there is nothing else.

Later, the old host of the temple saw that he was pitiful, so he adopted the child and named him Bai Xiaoyi. But since the child entered the courtyard, the incense of Bao'en Temple is not as good as day by day. In less than ten years, it has changed from a temple with flourishing incense to a dilapidated and dilapidated temple.

Originally, the monks in the temple were all gone, and only an old monk remained, with a fart child, who lived by begging in the city. Soon after, the old monk also died, and the eight or nine-year-old children knocked on the doors of the whole street in the middle of the night, and no one was willing to help him.

The child who called the heavens should not call the earth sat at the intersection and cried, but a cook passing by couldn't look past it, and buried the old monk hastily with some money. After that, this eight or nine-year-old child struggled to survive alone guarding a dilapidated temple.

When he was hungry, he tried to steal, rob, and even snatch food from under the dog's mouth. Countless times, the beaten and bruised child hid in the corner and shivered, but he never cried again. Because he remembered what the cook called Fat Brother had said:

"Child, living in this world, crying will not solve the problem. ”

Yes, crying doesn't solve the problem, so laugh. Laugh to starve, laugh to be beaten, laugh, and face all difficulties. In the past ten years, he used a rogue hippie smile to wrap that broken heart tightly.

At first, he followed the little beggars in the streets and alleys, doing some petty theft and abduction. But the children who haven't grown up are still hungry and full, and they are always chased and beaten.

Later, by chance, he discovered that he had an ability that was different from ordinary people. Yes, an ability for which he can't tell why, but it's very weird.

Intention.

Whenever he closed his eyes, the boy could still see. It's just that in that vision, everything around is still black, but everything around it is painted with a layer of white edges. And there will be various colors to distinguish people, animals, and some inexplicable things around you.

The heartless Bai Xiaoyi is collectively referred to as "bad luck", as long as people are contaminated with that kind of thing, they will definitely be unlucky or have some accidents. So, with this innate ability, Bai Xiao began his career as a god stick. And in order to conform to the identity of the fortune teller, he simply changed his name together, from Bai Xiaoyi in the past to Bai Xiaoyi today.

The words of Wang Banxian'er, the fortune teller at the street entrance, were, "Hey! This 'Yi' is the alternation of the sun and the moon, and the meeting of yin and yang. If you change this way, you will be in line with the way of heaven, and you will be blessed in the future!"

Perhaps by borrowing this auspicious saying, since he changed his name, this fortune is very different from before. With his strange eyes, this teenager really became a well-known half-fairy in Yingtian City. Although he doesn't know what feng shui fortune tellers are, he can see it, as long as he closes his eyes and squats on the street. In less than an hour, you will find one or two unlucky ones who are going to be unlucky.

Then, with his three-inch incorruptible tongue that can make normal people lame, he can easily cheat out a three-melon and two dates from someone's pocket. Although Bai Xiaoyi doesn't know any methods of catching ghosts and subduing demons, as long as he slaps twice on the "bad luck" he sees, it can really have an unexpected effect.

With this ability to "look at appearances", Bai Xiaoyi has also changed from a scoundrel in the market to a qualified god stick and a half-fairy.

For more than ten years, he hasn't made a few real friends, after all, they are all people who are in the market, and there are few people who can lead people sincerely. On the one hand, the fat brother and sister-in-law who were born in the north are sincere, and on the other hand, Bai Xiaoyi really regards the only eldest brother who was willing to help him as a relative.

So when he earned some silver, he opened this small wine shop with his fat brother and sister-in-law. In addition to selling some cheap liquor, it also provided steamed buns made by the fat brother himself and a few side dishes to accompany the wine.

Seeing that Bai Xiaoyi, who was about to reach the age of the weak crown, set up his own storytelling stall next to the shop. Every day, he regularly tells a story or two about the strange stories he has heard, and by the way, he helps the wine shop attract some popularity and business. And the original fortune-telling business has gradually become his hobby, and it will not be regarded as a real money-making ability.

The business of the liquor store is becoming more and more stable, although it is not rich and expensive, but in this world, it is beyond the reach of many people to ensure that they have no worries about food and clothing. At this time, Bai Xiaoyi, whose head was extremely flexible, began to think about a new way to make money.

It was the height of summer, and the old man who had suffered a thousand knives seemed to have a grudge against the people below, and hung a hot fireball in the sky every day, which made the people in the heavenly city complain. It's stuffy to stay in the house, but it's too hot to come out. Under the influence of this torturous weather, the business of the liquor store has also become much bleaker. After all, how many people are willing to drink another bowl of spirits on this hot day?

So, Bai Xiaoyi, who has a lot of ghost ideas, came up with a new way to make money.

He tossed fresh sour plums and hawthorn with powdered sugar and boiled them into jam, then melted them with water from a nearby mountain spring to make a refreshing sour plum soup. In this hot summer, drink a bowl of sour plum soup made from cold mountain spring water, that feeling, not to mention enjoy more.

For a while, this kind of sour plum soup in the wine shop, which costs a penny and a bowl, has become the best-selling product.

After telling a story, looking at the bowl of sour plum soup in the wine shop, Bai Xiaoyi smiled happily. Looking at today's posture, at least you can earn more than 100 copper coins.

While making a little calculation in his heart, Bai Xiaoyi sat down on the counter next to the wine shop. A plump woman in an apron approached, whipping the boy with a rag in her hand like a fly.

"Cut!" said the woman, in a simple voice, pretending to be angry, "Stinky boy, dusty, don't stain what you eat." ”

Looking at the middle-aged woman's chubby smiling face, Bai Xiaoyi muttered playfully:

"I said fat sister-in-law, I haven't eaten for most of the day, I'm hungry......"

The fat sister-in-law took a sip angrily, took out a plate of steamed buns from the kitchen and handed it to the young man:

"Take it, take it, it's just out of the oven, be careful to burn it. ”

Bai Xiaoyi took the bun, squatted under the banyan tree with a hippie smile and gnawed it down. As soon as he swallowed one, he was suddenly stunned. For at the base of the wall not far away, two little beggars were looking at him with blank eyes.

It was two children, one older and one younger, the older brother was eight or nine years old, and the younger sister, who was cowering behind him, looked like she was four or five years old. It was just these two dirty black charcoal heads, and their eyes looked at the steaming big bun in Bai Xiaoyi's hand without blinking.

The young man, who had also been starving, smiled bitterly, beckoned to the two little beggars, and motioned for them to come over. The little girl who was hiding behind was about to come over, but her brother next to her grabbed her hand. They hesitated for a long time not far away before they had the courage to come to Bai Xiaoyi's side.

"Are you two hungry?"

The two little ones looked at each other and nodded sneeringly.

Bai Xiaoyi's playfulness was uplifted, and he said with a hippie smile:

"In this case, sir, let me ask you a question, if you answer correctly, will you have steamed buns to eat?"

The two children, who had obviously been hungry for a long time, agreed without hesitation.

"Then let me ask you, am I handsome, master?" said Bai Xiaoyi, who took a posture that he thought was handsome.

The two little ones stared blankly at the young man for a long time, and did not dare to answer. Just when the corners of Bai Xiaoyi's mouth were a little cramped, the little girl said weakly:

"Big brother is not handsome at all. ”

The young man posing was choked by the little girl's milky words, but the brother on the side hurriedly covered his sister's mouth and corrected nervously:

"No, no. This uncle is handsome and handsome!"

Looking at the nervous appearance of the little beggar, Bai Xiaoyi's chest throbbed faintly. He let out a sigh of relief, and said solemnly:

"Ahem, it's good, it's better to be my brother's knowledge of current affairs, be able to speak, and be rewarded!"

As he spoke, he handed a bun to his brother.

The older beggar happily took the bun, but when he saw the aggrieved eyes of his sister beside him, he smiled and squatted down, stuffed the bun into his sister's hand and said softly:

"Sister, you eat buns, brother is not hungry. ”

The sensible little girl took the bun, broke it in half with her stained little hand, and handed it to her brother in half:

"Brother, you eat ......"

Looking at the two children who depended on each other at such a young age, Bai Xiaoyi pursed his lips. After a while, he put on that evil smile again, and said to the little girl:

"The little girl is innocent and cute, she is not afraid of power at a young age, she dares to tell the truth, and she will be rewarded!"

As he spoke, he put the two buns in his sister's hand. Looking at the stunned eyes of the two little guys, the rogue boy pretended to be angry and said:

"What do you see, if you don't want it, I'll take it back?"

The little beggar, who saw that the big brother in front of him had no malice, finally took off his guard and happily ate the bun. But Bai Xiaoyi was surprised to find that the two children who were obviously very hungry had already eaten one and a half buns, but the elder brother had only eaten half of them. He deliberately left a careful one in his arms, and the curious young man asked casually:

"Little guy, he's pretty good at getting by. What's the matter, keep a bun for the evening?"

Unexpectedly, the little beggar who was skinny and garbage stubbornly retorted:

"My mother is sick, this bun is reserved for her to eat......"

Looking at the little beggar's blushing face in front of him, Bai Xiaoyi seemed to be stuck in his throat and couldn't speak for a long time.

He looked at the two buns left on the plate, turned and ran back to the shop, and when he came out again, he handed a greased paper bag to the little beggar.

"Your uncle, your master is filial to you, and this bag of buns will be rewarded to you. It's not very useful, but at least I don't have to go hungry today. ”

The two little beggars hesitantly took the things, and after confirming that the young man in front of them was not joking, when the elder brother hurriedly dragged his sister to kneel on the ground:

"Thank you for this reward, thank you!"

Bai Xiaoyi supported the little beggar with his hands, sat in front of them without disgust, put on a weasel to kidnap the little hen and said:

"I don't think it's easy for you, or else, how about coming to my shop at noon every day to help? On top of that, how about a meal and two buns at noon?"

The two little guys blinked their big eyes and looked at the young man in front of them as if they didn't understand.

Bai Xiaoyi snorted his teeth: "It's too little, those four buns, there can't be more." ”

I heard that there was food and money to be made, and the two little guys didn't consider whether the deal was cost-effective, so they nodded like chickens pecking rice.

At this moment, behind them, a cold voice suddenly sounded.

"Be a man to the end, send the Buddha to the west. If you want to help them, why deceive two ignorant children. ”