Chapter 9: The Magical Cloth Bag
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After looking at Wang Xiaoyu's determined expression, he put his mind at ease.
Zhang Yingying agreed, and the three of them were overjoyed, and they hurriedly took out a few silver tickets and handed them to her.
Then Zhang Fuzi instructed a few subordinates to find a few flower hoes, carefully gouge out the part of him and Jia Youqian, put it on the cart, and pulled it away.
Looking at the last flower tree left in the garden, Tong Sihai smiled slightly, and took out a fist-sized cloth bag from his arms with one hand.
The bag was earthy yellow, and the light with runes on it was flickering, and it was not ordinary at first glance.
Tong Sihai held the cloth bag and muttered a few words in his mouth, but when he saw the mouth of the cloth bag open, a yellow light flashed and swept towards the garden. The light vanished, and all the remaining flowers in the garden were gone.
This hand amazed everyone present, thinking that the Laoshan faction is really a master, with many treasures, and even a small cloth bag has such a wonderful place, it is really extraordinary.
Seeing the expressions of everyone present, Tong Sihai was very proud in his heart, and secretly said in his heart, these ordinary people are really ridiculous, this kind of low-level Baina bag is one in the sect.
Before leaving, Zhang Fuzi told Wang Tie that the new semester would arrive in ten days, and let Wang Xiaoyu go to study.
Wang Tie and Zhang Yingying were full of joy and agreed repeatedly.
At this time, Wang Xiaoyu stood there quietly, staring at the cloth bag in Tong Sihai's hand, with a trace of curiosity on his face.
He turned a deaf ear to what Master Zhang said, until Wang Tie noticed that something was wrong and pulled him, so he came back to his senses and stepped forward to thank Master Zhang.
Wang Tie and his wife sent the three out of the gate, and walked into the inner courtyard, not long after, the figure in the door flickered, revealing Wang Xiaoyu's figure, looking at the three people who had gone away, shouting, and then ran up.
"That fat uncle with a cloth bag, wait a minute. ā
Tong Sihai and Zhang Fuzi were talking about something with smiles on their faces as they walked, when they suddenly heard a child shouting behind them, and after being slightly stunned, they turned around.
I saw a little figure running over like a fly, and I was stunned for a moment and stopped.
"It's the son of Wang Tie, listening to his shouts, he should have come to you. ā
Zhang Fuzi looked at Wang Xiaoyu who came from afar, stroked his chin and beard, and smiled slightly.
"Since I'm looking for Brother Tong, then the two of us will leave first, and there are still things to do. ā
Jia Youqian glanced at Master Zhang and stepped forward to say.
"Okay, then let's say goodbye here, I'll visit you another day, and we'll talk about it again." Tong Sihai did not block it, but arched his hand at the two of them and said.
"Definitely, then we'll take our leave. Zhang Fuzi stepped forward, rushed through the four seas and hugged his fists, then turned around and left.
Jia Youqian walked over and patted Sihai's shoulder, and also turned to leave.
After the two left, Tong Sihai turned around and looked at Wang Xiaoyu, who had run to the front and was panting, and said.
"Little brother, what are you calling me for?"
Wang Xiaoyu patted his chest, took a few breaths, and said boldly: "That cloth bag of yours is so amazing, can you give it to me?"
Looking at Wang Xiaoyu's serious appearance, Tong Sihai frowned at first, but then laughed and said, "Yes, but there is one condition." ā
"On what terms?"
Wang Xiaoyu blinked a few times and asked casually.
"If you can find me a Poria flower that is more than 100 years old, this cloth bag, I will give you one, it is still brand new!"
Looking at Wang Xiaoyu's eager look, Tong Sihai's eyes narrowed, the corners of his mouth pushed up, and a smile appeared.
"I thought it was a condition, but it turned out to be a condition. What's so difficult about this, seven days later, trouble Uncle Fat to come to my house, and I will hand over more than 100-year-old Poria flowers to you. ā
Wang Xiaoyu smiled lightly at first, and then nodded directly in agreement.
"Is that true?"
Tong Sihai was stunned for a moment and asked hurriedly.
"You can get it in seven days. Wang Xiaoyu smiled slightly, looking confident.
"Well, you don't look like you're lying, after seven days, I'll come to your house with a brand new cloth bag in exchange for Poria flowers. ā
Tong Sihai stared at Wang Xiaoyu tightly, as if to verify whether he was lying.
Seeing that he looked calm and calm, he knew that this was not like a lie, so he immediately withdrew his gaze and nodded.
Originally, he wanted to give Wang Xiaoyu a problem and let him retreat.
The hundred-year-old Poria cocos flower is a rare thing in the cultivation realm, but it does not exist at all in this world.
The longest of the harvest flowers planted and sold in the human world is more than 30 years old, which is very good.
Therefore, the condition that Tong Sihai said was an impossible condition at all, but what he didn't expect was that Wang Xiaoyu nodded and agreed, which made him not surprised.
Although he was surprised in his heart, he always had a smile on his face, which was hard to understand.
After making an appointment with Wang Xiaoyu in exchange, Tong Sihai turned around and walked into the distance.
Wang Xiaoyu quickly turned around, turned back with a happy face, and closed the door with a stunned slam after entering the courtyard door of his house.
"In seven days, I'll come back and see what the hell are you doing?" After walking dozens of steps, Tong Sihai turned around, looked at the small courtyard of the Wang family with the gate closed in the distance, muttered to himself, and then turned around, shook his head and left.
A gust of wind blew, and there was no one in the four seas.
Wang's small courtyard.
Front yard, big house.
On the edge of the wooden table, Wang Tie's family looked at the thick stack of silver tickets, and their hearts were happy.
"Twenty flower trees that are more than 30 years old, each of which costs 500 yuan, a total of 10,000 yuan, is calculated as 1,000 yuan and 12 taels of silver, which is 10 taels of silver.
Thirty flowers and trees of twenty years, each of which cost three hundred dollars, totaling nine taels of silver. It adds up to a total of nineteen taels of silver. ā
Zhang Yingying counted with her fingers, then counted the silver tickets, and said excitedly after checking that they were correct.
"Wow, you're rich. Seeing the white silver ticket on the table, Wang Xiaoyu's eyes straightened, and he laughed excitedly.
"It's all up to our Xiaoyu, if it weren't for his spell called what kind of flower ripening willow, ripening the flower tree, this silver ticket of white flowers, I Wang Tie don't know how many years it would take to earn it."
With so much money, it is enough for our family to live a good life. ā
Wang Tie smiled and stroked Zhang Xiaoyu's head and said.
"Daddy, you go to the city tomorrow, buy some firewood, rice and fumes to subsidize the family, and by the way, buy some flower seeds and plant them in the garden.
Now that Xiaoyu knows Taoism, the matter of raising flowers will be handed over to him. ā
Zhang Yingying thought for a while and said.
Wang Tie smiled and shook his head and said, "Okay, then do what Madame says." ā
"Xiaoyu, what do you think our family needs to buy?" Zhang Yingying looked at Wang Xiaoyu and asked.