These money slowly flowed into the market, each of which was originally worth a lot, but there was no price, and the copy was too high, these immortal money, one in the black market can be worth more than ten yuan, that is to say, these ten silver coins can be exchanged for at least ten copper coins, not the consistency in Bai Yuchan's mouth.

The consumption income in Tokyo City is very high, but with so much money, it can be enough for him to rent a house in an inn very wealthy, and spend his days with good food and wine every day, and even have more than half of the surplus.

He Huan was very excited to pick up a piece of immortal money and look at it, sure enough, as in the legend, the front of this money is the Sanqing Law Phase, which is very exquisite and clear, but the back is a rich heavenly palace. The edges of the silver coin are also outlined, slightly serrate. One wonders what kind of skilled craftsman could have carved such a clear and beautiful image on a silver coin.

Bai Yuchan was a little surprised, this He Huan is also a scholar, right? Even if he is poor, he won't be so unbearable, how can he be so out of shape?

But I heard He Huan say to himself: "I see, there are tiny jagged teeth around this silver coin, but I am afraid that someone will scrape the silver powder without permission...... It's just that this kind of workmanship is too complicated, I'm afraid that in addition to the Heavenly Court, I'm afraid that no matter what mold the mortal craftsmen use, it will not be able to come out early!"

Bai Yuchan was relieved, he knew that many people regarded this silver coin as the coin used by the immortals in the heavenly court, and many people hid it at home after finally getting this silver coin. There are all those who are offered with incense...... So it's not surprising that this He Huan and He Zhonghao are like this.

Bai Yuchan was just a Taoist priest after all, but he didn't expect that what He Zhonghao saw was not how much these silver coins could be worth, but the hope of the coin improvement of the entire Great Song Empire...... The fate of this He Huan has also changed since then. I won the top prize many years in advance...... Of course, that's another story.

"So we will take our leave, and we will send these to several filial sons and military families. Then there will be no delay!" and added, "Yes, if you are interested." You can hold this colored ball and go to the preaching palace on the fifteenth night to listen to the heavenly master's sermon. Farewell!"

When Bai Yuchan and a few people walked away, He Huanfang came back to his senses. I felt that I was too rude just now, and I really blushed. Hurriedly chased a few steps and bowed in thanks. The white jade toad smiled and said, "In the future, I will be admitted to the Jinshi." After becoming an official, you can benefit the people more and accumulate more merits. I wish you a good time and farewell!"

Wait for the white jade toad to go far away. That became a monk. Fang Cai sighed and admired: "He Shusheng, your luck is really good." I actually got these gifts. You must know that the Celestial Master is rich and generous, and every month he selects a few hundred people in Tokyo City to send money and colored balls...... How about giving me the immortal's money? I'll give 11,000, not 12,000 ......."

He Huan endured the monk's chatter and asked indifferently, "You monk." It's good to ask for the Buddha's money, what kind of immortal money do you want?"

That monk is stupid. didn't hear He Huan's secret sarcasm, and still said with a grin: "What comes out of the hands of the Heavenly Master is naturally a treasure." These immortal money is not bad, I heard that there is also a kind of gold leaf in the Heavenly Master's Mansion, which is made of gold to make vivid leaves, and the veins and textures are readily available. That's the real ingenuity. One can be worth a thousand...... Tsk, if I had one, I would get rich...... Amitabha, I mean that ......."

He Huan smiled coldly in his heart, although he was a poor scholar, he was born in Yongkang, Zhejiang, but he was not a pedantic guy who didn't know firewood, rice, oil and salt. As the birthplace of the Yongjia School in the later generations, He Huan naturally knew that this immortal money was priceless, and he could earn at least a few thousand dollars by taking it out with his backhand.

I thought in my heart, this Shang Father is really a good means. I heard that not only myself, but also the believers in other cities, as well as those loyal ministers and filial sons, and even the families of soldiers and martyrs, may be sent these money balls. sighed in my heart, it seems that Taoism is really going to be glorious...... Such a missionary method is really a big deal!

"You are talking, do you change it!" Chenghe monk was still entangled with himself.

He Huan said lightly: "Change, fifteen thousand dollars!"

"Shhh...... , why is this guy's asking price so ruthless. How about I make a step, at most 12,000 yuan?" Monk Chenghe gritted his teeth.

He Huan sneered: "Now I don't know how many people want this immortal money in the entire Great Song Dynasty, I will take it on the main street, 15,000 yuan, maybe I can sell it in the blink of an eye." Do you believe it or not?"

"Count you ruthless, that 14,000 dollars. That's the highest price!" The monk almost gritted his teeth.

"Deal!" He Huan showed a faint smile.

After packing up his things, He Huan quickly moved out of the monk's room in the temple and found a quiet inn on the street, whether it was Caitou or not, it was called Gaosheng Inn. I rented a small courtyard with three rooms and lived in it, and I studied every day. In the blink of an eye, it was the evening of the fifteenth.

He Huan put on a brand-new green shirt, walked all the way, and headed towards the east of the city. The sky had just darkened, and I saw the people of Tokyo City who had been tired for a day, helping the old and the young, and coming together in the direction of the Great Xiangguo Temple.

Passing by a small tavern, I saw a few merchants, dusty. I think it was that day when I had just arrived in Tokyo City, I was sitting in a small hotel by the river drinking, and on the table were cold dishes lined with four flavors, Cantonese mustard melon, plum ginger, salt duck eggs, and sheep's head. Here are four more meat dishes, wet meat, perilla fish, fried lamb, and soup with bones. There are four vegetarian dishes, hemp curd chicken skin, Dongpo tofu, goose soybean raw, fake fried meat. A large table was set up. In fact, it is just similar to the stalls of later generations, and it is not a high-end food.

It's okay with other dishes, just listen to the name to know what kind of dish it is. Only the fake fried meat, but it is fried winter melon. The sesame curd chicken skin is just boiled into a paste with mung bean flour and sesame paste, and then frozen into a tofu-like shape, the color is pale yellow after the slice is good, and there are mixed pockmarks, similar to chicken skin, so it is called this name. As for what goose soybeans are raw, they are simply bean sprouts......

After sifting a few more glasses of wine, and while they were enjoying themselves, they saw men and women all going in one direction. One of the young men with a Hebei accent said strangely: "Dad, is there still such a custom in this Tokyo city? It's almost dark, why are you going out? Isn't there anything lively to see?"