In the next few days, Ping An didn't be naughty anymore, and came up with some things that made his family unbelievable and even more laughable.

He was almost two o'clock and one line, going to school during the day, and going back to the house at night to practice the Immortal Flying Knife, and when he was free, he pondered the kind of strange spiritual power he obtained that could make the plants and trees glow new and grow against nature.

This spiritual power, with his unremitting tempering and polishing in the past few days, has become more spiritual, and his qi is all over his body, and he feels that he has an illusion of flying.

Especially when he put the aura in his brain, at that moment, his thoughts, his thinking, his ability to think, reached a terrifying level. Any math problem, whether the teacher has taught it or not, can be understood in the simplest way and quickly calculate the answer with a cursory sweep of ten lines at a glance.

After all, you have to use your hands, mouth, teeth, and mouthpiece to eat, and you can do it in one go in one go, without any stagnation in one or two minutes, and you can solve the questions that others will take at least ten minutes, or even one or two hours to complete.

"Cultivation, it's really terrifying, it's so terrifying that I'm afraid of myself. ”

In a pre-graduation combat exercise exam on Friday, Ping An finally beat Feng Zi and won the first place in the whole grade.

Under the shocked eyes of the teachers and students in the class, Ping An Niu baked a face on the exam But so, under the sad gaze of Feng Zi, the school flower, Ping An has a kind of I play the chicken, sister, you climb down and kneel and lick every minute.

That's not all, Ping An also discovered a new use of spiritual power, he once sharpened a pencil with a kitchen knife and was careless, scratched his hand, looked at the blood and rushed wildly, and was so distressed that he immediately used spiritual power.

Then, a strange thing happened, and the blood poured for a moment, and the wound was visible to the naked eye, and the scar fell off at a speed.

"It's so terrifying, it's so powerful, am I a human, a demon, or an immortal?"

Ping An stared at this scene, wondering if my head was cut off, and I could regenerate one in an instant?

Obviously, Ping An was not stupid enough to turn this idea into action, but he was even more looking forward to going into the city on Saturday to sell fish and make money.

Two golden beans of about three grams will bring him a lot of magical abilities, if it is one or two, one catty, ten catties? If it is successfully tempered into an immortal flying knife, what kind of character will he become in peace?

Peace is looking forward to it.

Finally, looking forward to the stars and the moon, Saturday came.

Before dawn and before the rooster crowed, Ping An, who had absolute control over every part of his body, quietly got up and dressed, took his only more than 20 yuan and a pack of unopened cigarettes, and then like many young people who are full of ambition for the future, with ambitions and ideals, with confidence, bravely stepped out of the house.

Looking at the dark sky, Ping An was feeling that he had gotten up early, but he saw the stupid big man on the other side waiting for him like a gun in the dark night, Ping An was moved in his heart, and guessed that Feng Dajun had not slept eighty percent.

"When did you wake up?" asked Ping An.

Sure enough, the stupid big man said seriously: "I don't know, I just kept standing, and then I saw you." ”

Ping An rolled his eyes, and was indeed speechless at this friend who was like a brother.

However, when he took Feng Dajun to the place where he agreed with Liu Jiang's father to deliver the goods, he was frightened again and felt that he had gotten up late.

Because Liu Jiang and his son took five or six people, their clothes were soaked, squatting on the side of the road and smoking, looking at the appearance, it is estimated that they have been here for a while, probably because they are afraid that they will come late and will not admit their accounts, or find fault with the bargain.

For this, Ping An can understand their feelings very well, he was a child and Yuan Xiaoyi did a small business together, and he has encountered this kind of black-hearted boss who picks a reason to bargain more than once.

And for the whole family to rely on the harvest in their own fields to feed a large family, they can make a little money in addition to farming, which is also a large amount of income.

Indeed, Liu Jiang's father didn't sleep all night, and before seven o'clock last night, he pulled a few capable people who fished and caught yellow eels, netted fish in the river, and caught loaches and loaches, and was busy until more than three o'clock in the morning today, and he didn't rest for a breath.

As soon as he saw Ping An coming with Feng Jun, Liu Jiang's father threw away his cigarette butt and trotted over: "Little Boss Ping, you are really punctual, I thought I had to wait a little longer?"

"Are you afraid that I won't come, will you let your pigeons go?" Ping'an was so clever that he gave him a roll of his eyes, and walked silently towards the basket containing fish, loaches, and yellow eels.

This is the most basic common sense of doing business.

When Ping An got closer, he was frightened by the basket on the ground, not because the fish was not good, not because the portion was not enough, but because there were many, many more.

Ping'an obviously underestimated Liu Jiang's father's desire for money, good guy, there are eleven baskets, and it is the kind of big basket that can hold a hundred catties in one basket, although there is more water and less fish in the basket, but these eleven baskets are counted, and there are no two hundred catties He wrote upside down.

"Ping Xiao Boss, a total of eleven baskets, one hundred and twenty-five pounds of fish, forty-five pounds of crabs, fifty-three pounds of loaches, one hundred and twelve pounds of yellow eels, by the way, there are three soft-shelled turtles, and the smallest one weighs three pounds. ”

Probably even he felt that this amount was too terrifying, Liu Jiang's father simply said: "Of course, the soft-shelled turtle is sent for you to take home to eat, not your money." In addition, please rest assured, we rural people are trustworthy, and we will never miss you a pound of fish and a tael of yellow eel. ”

In the end, he said with great regret: "If it weren't for the fear of delaying your time, we would have been able to catch more fish." ”

It seemed that he couldn't make more money, and he still had a distressed expression on his face, and then muttered about the accounts, as if he could see the banknotes one by one immediately, and his eyes were shining.

"It's so numb, when I'm wronged!"

Who said that the peasant uncles were honest, the baskets in this place proved that they were not stupid and very cunning.

Ping An looked at the guy with a greedy expression, fortunately, he was prepared and didn't plan to give the money first, so he simply said neatly: "I don't have any money." ”

"What?" Liu Jiang's father's expression lit up, staring at Ping An in a daze. After a while, he showed an expression of you playing with me, what fish do you buy if you don't have money?.

Ping An was very calm and connived: "I mean, I didn't bring enough money. ”

"Didn't you say that your mother gave you money to do business?"

Ping An rolled his eyes and said angrily: "Will you give your son Liu Jiang a few hundred yuan to practice?"

Liu Jiang's father was stunned. After a while, he said, "And how much did your mother give you?"

"With the fifty deposit I gave you, I bought another pack of cigarettes, and now I still have twenty dollars on me. Ping An said truthfully, and also took out cigarettes and money from his pocket, and when Liu Jiang's father and son and others were about to go crazy, he threw out a trick.

"Don't worry, I will ask for fish, I will give money, we rural people spit a nail, whoever speaks doesn't count, who gives birth to a son doesn't **, but it's ......"

"But what?"

This time, Liu Jiang's father and son, plus the people they brought, all spoke, staring at Ping'an.

"However, the fish money is owed first, and when I go to the county seat to sell the fish and get the money, I will send it to you as soon as possible. Ping An said slowly, tore open the cigarette, and handed them one by one.

Then, Ping An looked at the uncles who obviously had no tricks and only cared about smoking cigarettes, and continued:

"Of course, if you don't worry, I won't buy this fish, and the fifty yuan will be all my filial piety to your uncles, how about everyone get together and disperse?"

After a short silence, Liu Jiang's father gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, but you have to make an IOU." ”

"Okay, no problem. ”

Ping An happily agreed, took out the paper and pen that had been prepared a long time ago, simply calculated the price of the catty taels, and then removed the deposit of 50 yuan, and immediately wrote down an IOU of more than 170 yuan.

Ten minutes later, when Ping An finally stopped a truck that was going to the county to pull goods, after Liu Jiang's father and son helped to carry the fish into the car, looking at a group of farmer uncles who were still smiling at him, Ping An knew in his heart that they were not stupid, they were actually the same as the butchers in the town, full of desire to make money, even if they took a little risk, they had to fight, not to mention holding his IOU in their hands.

Just like Ping An easily used two yuan and a cigarette to easily get a truck driver, because everyone's thirst for money has never been hidden.