There are many people who can fry chestnuts very fragrantly, but there is absolutely no second person who can fry chestnuts with such fragrant sugar.

It's a pity that the person who fried such fragrant chestnuts was an old woman with a stiff figure.

When she walked, it was as if she was bent over all the time, looking for something on the ground. The moonlight shone on her face, and her face was full of wrinkles, which looked like a piece of tissue paper that had been crumpled and unfolded.

"Sugar-fried chestnuts!" she also carried a large bamboo basket in her hand, covered with a thick cotton cloth: "Sugar-fried chestnuts just on the market, fragrant and hot sugar-fried chestnuts." ”

A lonely, poor old woman, in the twilight of her life, came out to sell her sugar-fried chestnuts in her almost completely hoarse voice.

The old woman looked at Li Zhichang and said, "Childe wants to eat this freshly baked sugar-fried chestnut." "It's so cold, and she's working so hard, it seems that if Li Zhichang doesn't buy her chestnuts, it will be a great mistake.

Li Zhichang is not a sympathetic person, but he is still willing to buy chestnuts because they are indeed fragrant. He said, "How to sell these chestnuts." ”

The old woman said: "Ten taels of silver is a catty." Her voice was cold, like a demon in the Nine Shadows. And this chestnut is sold so expensive, no wonder it is so fragrant, no customers come. No wonder no one sympathized with the old woman before, and the person who sold such expensive chestnuts should never be sympathetic, and whoever bought it was a fool.

Li Zhichang smiled and said: "I can still afford ten taels of silver, but how can you buy ten taels of chestnuts." ”

The old woman raised her head, and Li Zhichang realized that her eyes were not as cloudy as ordinary old men, but as sharp as a blade. These should never be the eyes of an old woman. This should be the eyes that only people in their teens and twenties have. The old woman looked at Li Zhichang. Her eyes seemed to be about to eat him, but her tone was very calm, and she said, "Because this is the capital." ”

Li Zhichang smiled, rice is expensive in the capital, and it is not easy to live in a big place, of course, this sugar-fried chestnut can naturally be sold a little more expensive. But Li Zhichang still said: "This is indeed a reason, but even in the capital, this chestnut should only be sold for one or two pieces of silver and a pound at most." ”

The old woman said lightly: "This sugar-fried chestnut is enough to poison thirty people." There are as many as 50 pills in a pound, which can poison 1,500 people. Is it not worth fifteen hundred lives to ten taels of silver? ”

The fog is thicker and the moonlight is more charming.

Li Zhichang said: "In this way, ten taels of silver to buy a pound of sugar fried chestnuts, wouldn't I take a big advantage, but I still have to try it, can your chestnuts poison people." ”

If you can't poison people, then you are naturally deceiving people, and since you deceive people, you shouldn't give money. Between words. Li Zhichang was already peeling chestnuts and eating them, and the chestnuts were still very hot. It's hot and fragrant, and it's a delicious treat.

The old woman watched him eat chestnuts coldly, and did not stop him. Her eyes seemed to be looking at a dead person, and indeed whoever ate so many of her sugar-fried chestnuts would never live until dawn tomorrow.

But soon the old woman was not so bland, because Li Zhichang finished eating the chestnuts here, but it was fine. It can be seen that he is very full and comfortable.

Li Zhichang's tone became very indifferent, and he said coldly: "Now that the chestnuts have been eaten, but I am not dead, do you say that you are selling fakes, and you say that I should not take you to the official." "Anyone who buys something and is deceived should be angry. But since he didn't die, he should be thankful.

However, sometimes the peasant women in the countryside could not stand the anger of their families, so they bought poison and prepared to commit suicide. But after eating it, she realized that she had bought fake medicine, and the peasant woman's mood at this time was not necessarily happy. Because since you are not dead, you must continue to live and suffer.

There will never be a fake chestnut, because the poison was given by the old woman herself, and Li Zhichang did not die, this is a fact. So what he said was true, but could the old woman let him take her away?

The old woman said, "Who the hell are you?" ”

Li Zhichang said: "I am me." ”

The old woman smiled, and so did Li Zhichang. As the old woman laughed, she drew out of the basket two daggers, the swords that had been broken. With Li Zhichang's eyesight, he could naturally see the sharpness of these short swords, and he could also see that these short swords were from the hands of the ancient masters.

The weapons created by the ancient master are famous all over the world, and the ancient master is not a person, but a kind of inheritance. There is only one Gu Master in each generation, and the Gu Master of each generation cherishes his reputation. Unless Master Gu is willing to build weapons for you, if you move a mountain of gold and silver, he won't look at you squarely.

It is not the first time that Li Zhichang has seen the weapons created by Master Gu, whether it is Jing Wusheng's Qinggang Sword or Guo Songyang's Iron Sword, they are all from the hands of Master Gu. And these two people are rare characters in the rivers and lakes, and now the old woman in front of her actually has the weapons of the ancient master, at least it shows that this person is not simple.

The old woman's sword was tied with bright red colored satin, and it fluttered in the moonlight, which was very beautiful and agile. Just when Li Zhichang saw these short swords, the sword light flashed, and the blade of the sword had reached his throat.

This is really a sword that is bound to be won, such a close distance, such a fast shot, the old woman is very confident. No matter what the monster in front of him was, it would never be possible to dodge her sword.

Someone in the rivers and lakes said that Ximen's swordsmanship was the cleanest and neatest, but she didn't believe it, she felt that her swordsmanship was also clean and neat, and it would never be slower than Ximen's snowcut. It's a pity that just because she is a woman, she is destined not to be as popular as Simon Blowing Snow. It is precisely because she is a woman that it is enough to have money, and fame is just a tool she uses to exchange money.

She thought enough at this moment, and she was confident at this moment. She thought that as usual, this short sword should gently pierce the other party's skin, and the blood flowers bloomed, so charming, so beautiful.

"In the past, there was a beautiful woman Gongsun, who danced with a sword and moved in all directions. The spectators are depressed like mountains, and the heavens and the earth are low for a long time.

Yao Ruyi shoots nine sunsets, and is like a group of emperors and dragons. Come like thunder to collect anger, like the river and the sea condensing the light......"

Could it be that this is the sword weapon that Aunt Zhai Gongsun taught her disciples to dance in the past?

Li Zhichang felt the coolness in his throat and stared at the flying sword qi.

He moved, or he saw through it. He only took one step back, and at this step, the degree of Gongsun Auntie's sword began to slow down from the fastest. At the moment when her sword changed from fast to slow, Li Zhichang stretched out her hand. It's a very clean hand, and it's a very strong hand. With just two fingers, he caught the sharp sword. (To be continued!)

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