"The master is gracious. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" Zhang Yuanwai said with a smile.

His eyes inadvertently saw the fist-sized wine jar on the wheelbarrow, and immediately sighed lightly, walked up, picked it up, and looked back and forth at the patterns on the altar.

Zhang Yuanwai's actions made Wang San's heart tighten, and he hurriedly asked, "Yuanwai, what's wrong with you?"

"Master, do you know, this small jar is like the jar of Wanchun Lou for Huadiao wine...... Zhang Yuanwai was fortunate to drink a hundred years of Huadiao, but since then, no matter what he says, Wanchun just refuses to take it out, he didn't expect to see this kind of wine jar here today.

Wang San snorted and said, "Outside, the poor monk doesn't know what the Huadiao wine in your mouth is, but this jar of sesame oil is out of the hands of Boss Wan!"

Zhang Yuanwai was puzzled: "How do you say this?"

Wang San replied: "That's the case, the poor monk yesterday afternoon, passing by Wanchun Building, happened to meet Boss Wan, he heard that the poor monk was turning the edge, so he sent this small jar of sesame oil, although it is small, the value is not small, listen to the boss Wan, this sesame oil is made of dozens of kinds of plants, this kind of precious thing, the poor monk decided to take it back, added in the oil lamp in front of the Buddha. ”

When Zhang Yuanwai heard that it was for the Buddha, his face was solemn, and he said: "It should be so, it should be like this......" and then carefully put the flower carving wine jar back.

Seeing this, Wang San secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said in his heart: "I finally passed the test in a fool's way." Then he said: "Outside the staff, the road is bumpy, and the poor monk is worried that these sesame oils will be broken, so he is going to put them into a sack containing grain, and he also asks the staff to do a favor." ”

"It's easy. Zhang Yuanwai replied and shouted to a few family members not far away, "You guys come here." ”

The family members immediately ran over, and one of them asked, "Master, what's the matter with you?"

Zhang Yuanwai pointed to the wine on the wheelbarrow, and said: "Do you see these sesame oils? You put it in the sack of grain, and you have taken care of it with the old man, don't break it, otherwise the family will deal with it!"

"Yes. After those family members responded, they immediately took action.

With the help of these family members, Wang San saved a lot of things, and suddenly remembered the beggar last night, and asked, "Outside, have you ever heard of the strange beggar Yizhimei?"

"Strange beggar...... A plum ......" Zhang Yuanwai muttered, a pair of old eyes narrowed slightly, and after a few breaths, he said loudly: "Isn't that a famous flower thief on the rivers and lakes?"

"What?, flower thief?" exclaimed Wang San in surprise.

It was such a surprise to him!

As long as he is a normal person, I am afraid he is not willing to have anything to do with a flower thief, but Wang San was saved by him, which is really unpredictable.

"Has the Master seen him?" asked Fauber on the side.

"Nope. Wang San shook his head and said, "Yesterday afternoon, the poor monk heard about him in the town. He suddenly remembered the letter again and asked: "Fu Bo, last time I heard you talk about the deeds of Lord Ma, the poor monk admired him very much, but he had a question, and asked Fu Bo to solve his doubts." ”

Fu Bo said respectfully: "Master just ask." ”

Wang San asked softly, "I don't know if Lord Ma has a sister?"

As soon as these words came out, Fu Bo and Zhang Yuan's appearance changed, and they didn't want Wang San to ask this, at this time, Zhang Yuanwai made a silent gesture, pulled Wang San aside, and said in a low voice: "Master be quiet, in Daqian, this is a taboo topic, once you find someone discussing it in private, it is a big crime to kill your head, and it will even ...... Zhulian Nine Clans!"