"Sanqi?"

"Four-six!"

"Five-five?"

"Twenty-eight!"

"You two?"

"Thirty-eight!"

"Storyteller, you are too talented!" the shopkeeper sighed and smiled helplessly.

"Look at this color, it's worth a thousand taels. The storyteller looked at a pearl the size of his thumb in his palm, and said with a grin: "Gold is exchanged for a hundred taels of silver, and the pearl is worth a thousand taels of silver, a total of one thousand and one taels of silver, three hundred and eighty-one, which is just divided." ”

It turned out that the rich woman accidentally left a pearl, and it happened to be picked up by the storyteller and the teahouse shopkeeper. The two of them were sharing the spoils: "I don't understand, you don't take the big amount of gold, silver and jewelry, but come again, hey!" The shopkeeper sighed: "If you really want to be a gentleman, why don't you say that you gave it to her when you see the pearl falling to the ground?"

"Yes, yes, isn't it!" the shopkeeper looked out of the door, with a sympathetic look on his face: "You're right, that girl is going to go bankrupt." The storyteller laughed, picked up the eight hundred taels of silver, and looked left and right: "Where did Xiao Er go? Why haven't you seen him for a long time?" The shopkeeper took a pearl and solemnly put it away: "People die for money, birds die for food, Mr. doesn't know, there are some doorways in this Wuhua City——"

A city of all kinds, on one street.

A big red horse, a red girl, and a red monk are walking in a prosperous manner, strolling around.

The peony woman is not short of money, the monk Wuzen changed the gun again, the monk's robe is gone, and he wears a big red robe instead!

The clothes are bright, the head is bright, Wu Zen is like a little nouveau riche, and like a little follower, walking behind the peony woman: "Sister Peony, two hundred and fifty taels of silver, how much?" Two hundred and fifty taels of silver, is the price of the peony girl for the monk Wu Zen to buy this outfit, this is not a lucky number, just because: "small meaning, not much, not much! But the flowers that should be spent should also be saved, Wu Zen, you wait to learn a little, people originally offered five hundred taels of silver......

It's not one lucky number, it would have been two lucky numbers.

It can be seen that the peony girl is very good at living.

Monk Wuzen listened with admiration, nodded humbly from time to time, and praised: "Sister Peony, you are really good!"

Two people, a strange combination, and an eye-catching horse, it was like three red fires burning in the street. Wherever I went, countless eyes were watching, and people of all kinds of religions were watching this man, woman and horse walking in the rivers and lakes in a grand manner, what was the end. The people in Wuhua City are very mixed, the water in Wuhua City is very deep, and the incident of the tiger falling into the shallows of the dragon trapped in Pingyang is not unprecedented.

Naturally, it is said that the peony girl walked the rivers and lakes and took the monk Wuzen to do chivalrous things.

Here we go.

"Lord, uncle!" "Hero, hero!" "Heroine!" "Heroine!" "Auntie, good girl!" "Good man!" "Good man!" "Great mercy! Living Bodhisattva!" As he walked, suddenly there were many more beggars on the side of the street, a big slip on the left, a long row on the right, hundreds of people kneeling and worshipping and crying and shouting, as if they were mushrooms after a rain. Old and small flowers, small flowers, men called flowers, women called flowers, everyone's clothes are in tatters, everyone's face is black and dirty, everyone has a broken bowl in front of everyone, everyone looks at it with extremely eager eyes-

Just look at peonies.

"Hmph!" The Peony girl snorted coldly, and she didn't pay attention to it: "Pretend to be pitiful, cheat money!" This can't deceive the Peony Woman, the Peony Woman has seen a lot: "Wu Chan, don't pay attention to them, you see that they have hands and feet, this is simply lazy and not doing business, they deserve it-" was just saying, but saw Wu Chan looking at one of them in a daze, frowning: "Sister Peony, this person, this person, how can Wu Chan see that he is a little familiar?"

That person is from the teahouse, Xiao Er.

The peony woman glanced at it, pointed at it, and said, "What a little two!

"I'm not a little two!" the man waved his hand and cried loudly, "I'm the brother of the little two, the third child!"

It's one hand, only one hand, and the other sleeve is empty, it's a one-armed person, and it's really not the second child but the third child: "Female chivalrous guest, female bodhisattva, born disabled in three days, no one wants to serve tea and water, pitiful, pitiful!"

"Dang Chang!" a big silver ingot fell into the broken bowl, and the female Bodhisattva sighed: "Poor little three, take it!"

"Female Bodhisattva, Female Bodhisattva!" A person next to him let out a loud cry of sorrow, and his feelings were sincere: "He is missing hands, I have no feet! I can't walk the poor road, I can't walk!" But seeing that a leg was broken from the knee, and only a shriveled trouser tube, it was really not ordinary pitiful: "If there are hands and feet, why should the villain beg here, living Bodhisattva, you can do well......"

"Dangchang!" was another ingot of silver, and the female Bodhisattva's face was compassionate: "They are all poor people, and they should be ......"

"Mother, mother, you died so miserably!" A person knelt on the ground and cried bitterly, howling the heavens and the earth moved: "The poor old lady worked hard to raise her son, but in the end the coffin could not fall into a mouthful, the child is not filial, not filial!" I saw a broken mat on the ground, on which there was an old lady who died with her eyes closed, and the man had a straw mark on his head, his bare upper body, and four big characters were written on his chest: selling his body and burying his mother: "Which one is good, he will buy me, the villain is willing to be a cow and a horse, anyway, it is a cheap life, cheap sale! Cheap sale!"

"Dang Chang!" but it was a big ingot of gold, and the female Bodhisattva's tears loomed: "Bitter, bitter!

"God, I'm not alive, I'm not alive anymore-" Suddenly, a woman cried loudly, hoarsely: "I also sell! I also sell! Sell my body to bury the whole family, bury the whole family--" I saw that there were more than a dozen mouthfuls in front of me, men, women, and children, all of whom were lying on the ground and dying: "The poor little woman is seriously ill, and she is selling herself, who is willing to want it! Oh my God! There is really no way to live! cough! cough!" "In the midst of the loud cough, I saw the little woman covering her mouth with a handkerchief, and then seeing a white handkerchief stained red with blood, which was shocking.

"Dangchang! Dangchang!" It was two ingots of gold, and the female Bodhisattva shed two lines of tears: "These, is it enough?"

Same as above.

......

This street is about to go down, and all the gold, silver and jewelry on the female bodhisattva are given out, which can be described as immeasurable merit, and she has saved countless people by distributing wealth to the world. The female bodhisattva wiped the corners of her eyes and sighed heavily: "Wuzen, you see, how many poor people in this world need our help, pitiful, so pitiful!" The monk Wuzen clasped his hands together and looked solemn: "Good, good, Amitabha-" Rouge seemed to feel the same way, shook his head and snorted: "Puff!"

The intention is still unfinished, and the money is gone.

Fortunately, there are still silver tickets, so I can do good deeds and accumulate virtues.

Ahead, just right, there is a pawnshop, a masterpiece: turning back is the shore.

It's a strange name, it's a strange pawnshop, and two people walk in.

After a while, it came out, dozens of silver tickets, and a big burden.

"Sister Peony, why only give 1,500 taels of silver for the silver ticket of 3,000 taels?"

"You don't understand, people say. The peony girl absolutely understood people, and said: "This is a pawnshop, not a money bank, pawn things are to be halved, that's right!" said and nodded, and said proudly: "See? This is a pawn ticket, it is all written on it! In the future, we will return the 1,500 taels of silver, and we can also get back the 1,500 taels of silver tickets, and there will be no loss at all!"

A living fool, a dead fool, it's no wonder that many people called Hanako suddenly appeared in the city of all kinds of gates!

In the midst of all the attention, under the anticipation, the two of them, a horse, and a big burden, embarked on the road when they came-

Never too late to mend.

This time, it's not ordinary.

I didn't take a few steps, and a person walked across from me, a lewd man, with a roe deer's eyes: "Borrowed! borrowed!"

The road is facing the sky, each side of the road, there is no one on that side, why go to my side: "Thief!

The thief's eyes were fixed on the burden, and the thief slowly reached for ......

The peony woman was so good that she recognized his identity on the spot and yelled: "Don't run!"

The thief was taken aback, then turned around and ran, running as fast as he could: "It's not good, it's not good, the wind is tight!

"No Zen! Chase!" Peony Woman pointed with her hand and ordered: "Up!"

Wu Chan jumped out when he climbed the ground......

"Oops, oops, I'm a mother!" The thief was hit with countless punches and kicks, fell to the ground and wailed, regretting that he had not done it at the beginning: "Don't fight, don't fight, I don't dare anymore, I won't steal anything if I die......"

There is no need to make a move, everyone rushes forward first, surrounds and beats!

After a while, suddenly one of them exclaimed loudly: "Oh no!

The crowd dispersed with a cheer, and then saw that the thief rolled his eyes and spat red blood, and was already dead.

At this time, two people came running from afar, wearing waist knives and official uniforms, both approaching, raising their eyebrows and raising their eyes, and shouted: "Killing people on the street, you can know the king's law!"

The people were silent, and their faces were frightened.

"Take it!" said a poor leader, "He! he killed him!"

"Bang la!" A poor subordinate stepped forward with a chain, and immediately buckled a person: "The first evil is here, and the rest retreat quickly!"

"It's not me! It's not me! It's wronged, wronged-" The evil was actually a short, thin, dry old man, who looked like a tuberculosis ghost: "Ahem, ahem, ahem!"

"It's you!" The leader-looking official said in a word: "Take it away! Take it back to the yamen!"

"Ahem, cough, cough!" The subordinate looks like the official is pulling and leaving, and the tuberculosis ghost looks like the first evil and cries and screams for his life not to leave, and he coughs so much that he can hardly get out of breath: "Ahem! Ahem! Ahem! Flying snow in June, the old man is more wronged than Dou E!" At the moment, everyone was angry, but no one dared to take a step forward, and no one cared about the thief's death.

"Wait!" was a cry, crisp and high-pitched: "People look like dogs, what things, phew! Dare to be powerful in front of this woman? Open your dog's eyes wide!"

Good people and good deeds are done to the end, and chivalry is carried out.

This is a city of all kinds of gates, with countless fish and snakes mixed with thieves, and swarms of big and small liars.