"Besides, shopkeeper, how much do you have a bun here?" asked Zhang Wuji.

"Two meat buns and one vegetable bun, do you want to eat some buns?" The shopkeeper took ten taels of silver and was very happy.

As for buns or something, sending two to Zhang Wuji is not in the way.

"The head of the house came all the way to the west, and personally experienced the hardships and hardships of the refugees, the clothes were not worn, the food was not full, the eyes were in the eyes, the pain was in the heart, and I wanted to borrow the convenience of the shopkeeper here, so that the shopkeeper could make 100 vegetable packs and 100 bowls of porridge every day, and give alms to those in need.

"One hundred buns a day, one hundred bowls of white porridge, will you give alms to those refugees?" The shopkeeper looked at Zhang Wuji with an incredulous look, that month's steamed buns needed three hundred taels, and white porridge needed three hundred taels, that was six hundred taels!

Zhang Wuji took out a silver ticket of five hundred taels from his arms, plus the broken silver of Zhang Guanglu and others, adding up to more than seven hundred taels.

Zhang Wuji said: "Money is a thing outside the body, and it is incumbent on us and other martial arts people to walk the rivers and lakes and act chivalrous and righteous. There will be more good people in need in the future. ”

"This ...... Zhang Zhangmen...... Is that really going to be the case?" The shopkeeper was all in pain for Zhang Wuji, a few hundred taels of silver! He earned more than ten or twenty taels a day from one inn.

Zhang Wuji glared at the shopkeeper and snorted: "I have made up my mind, you will spend a few taels of silver to make a banner, which will mark Wudang, Eshan, Shanren Cave, and Hongdong Village to jointly fund and aid the old and young women and children in the Quartet." ”

"Zhang's master...... Zhang Bufat's strength is shallow in the Xiatongren Chamber of Commerce, but he was moved by Zhang's move and donated 100 taels to support the old, young, women, and children refugees who could not eat enough. A flamboyantly dressed middle-aged man stepped forward to help.

It seems that the refugees in the neighborhood are blessed. ”

"Zhang's head is full of pride, and we also do our part. ”

"I'll bring more than ten taels today, and I'll do my part. ”

At once, he scraped together more than 1,000 taels of silver, and the shopkeeper's smile was gone! Although he made steamed buns and cooked porridge for some refugees, he felt pain, but he didn't need to spend money, on the contrary, he would earn a little, and he was naturally willing to take over the business.

Seeing this, Zhang Wuji affectionately came to a song, which was popular all over the modern society and touched I don't know how many people.

"Only if everyone gives a love, the world will become a beautiful ......" Zhang Wuji sang a song, at first everyone was not used to this kind of lyric song, but when they also hummed along, they found that this TM is a divine comedy!

Zhang Wuji handed the money to the shopkeeper, and said solemnly: "Shopkeeper, I believe in your character, this money will be handed over to you, this money can support you for as long as you can give, remember not to cheat and deceive the people, if you let me know that you dare to swallow this money privately, I will definitely come from Wudang Mountain to demolish your shop, do you understand?"

"How dare I!" Master Zhang, you misunderstood me...... shopkeeper said worriedly.

At this time, Zhang Guanglu took a step forward, and there was no more pain on his face, and he felt that Zhang Wuji didn't want to get their money, but just wanted to take some money from them to do good deeds.

And doing good deeds also leaves a name for them, after all, Zhang Wuji just said that when making banners, they should bring the names of their various sects, so it is worth it for them to spend dozens of taels of silver.

After all, Zhang Wuji spent five hundred taels, and he made a generous move!

"Master Zhang, don't worry, in this one-third of an acre, we are watching him, if he dares to fool around, I will definitely not let him go. ”

"Yes, Master Zhang, don't worry!"

Zhang Wuji nodded and said, "I believe that you are all people with good intentions, and I have no doubt that you will be able to supervise one or two for Zhang." ”

"You're welcome. ”

"We're here, don't worry!"

Then Zhang Wuji walked up to Chen Jian, looked at Chen Jian's broken sternum, and snorted, "Chen Jian, have you realized your mistake?"

"Master Zhang, I know it's wrong......" Chen Jian was startled, he had been lying on the ground for a while, and Zhang Wuji was still thinking about him!

"This seat is not an unreasonable person, it is really you who are not persevering, this seat is a little heavy-handed, go back to the pharmacy to grab some Chinese medicine and apply it to your chest, and then take a few internal medicines to treat internal injuries. In the future, remember not to judge people by their appearance, but to take a long-term view. Zhang Wuji taught him like an elder.

"What Zhang Zhangmen said is that I have learned a lesson and will not dare in the future. Chen Jian was wary.

Zhang Wuji stretched out his hand, so frightened that Chen Jian hurriedly propped up the ground and took two steps back.

"Get up!" Zhang Wuji helped Chen Jian up.

Later, under the eyes of everyone, Zhang Wuji went to the inn guest room, and then asked Xiao Er to deliver the food he ordered to the room.

But the people below spread the word, and they were all singing a song that as long as everyone gave a little love, the world would become a better world.

Later, it was compiled into a set of stories by Mr. Storyteller, the story is about a Zhang Wou-Ki head of Wudang, who is strong, passing by a certain town and encountering a wicked person from the local forces, teaching the wicked a lesson, and then inciting the wicked man and a group of businessmen and wealthy businessmen to donate money to do good deeds.

This master sang a divine comedy to everyone, whose name no one knows, but it can be sung for thousands of years......

For a while, this story spread all over the world, whether it was a passing post coachman or a refugee who came in distress, it became an invisible force of communication, and Zhang Wuji's reputation began to spread far and wide.

In the local green building, a group of women who were warblers and swallows immediately cried with emotion after hearing this song......

As long as everyone gives a piece of love, then the world will become a better world, and as long as everyone comes to them to spend some money, they can also earn enough money to redeem themselves as soon as possible.

Master Li, the top brand of Wanhong Academy, did not cry in a low voice after hearing this song, but came to this inn with excitement, she wanted to meet what kind of god man could say such a loving song.

Such a god, she is willing to stick it without money.

"Wow! It's Miss Li. ”

Someone recognized Master Li, and a cry of surprise came out.

Everyone looked at the door of the inn, and Master Li's figure suddenly entered everyone's eyes, everyone was shocked, it was really Master Li who was too beautiful, full red lips, apricot eyes, and a smile were all fascinated.

"Miss Li is here, please hurry up. Xiao Er was stunned for a moment by Master Li's beauty, and after Zhuan Er came to his senses, he quickly stepped forward to invite Master Li.

"The shopkeeper, the little second brother, the slave family came to find Wudang Zhang, I don't know if Zhang's master is there?"

"In ...... But Zhang's head ......"