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- It is said that this west bridge in the town has a lively atmosphere. These craftsmen who make a living are running around for a living. I saw this puppet troupe, coming from other places, a group of five or six people, playing gongs and dancing puppets, dividing the work and cooperating, putting on a wonderful show.
The townspeople who are usually bored find time to come here to have some fun. Old men who smoke cigarettes and little children all like to watch this puppet show.
Fu Xiaowa squeezed into the crowd, fascinated by the scene, and shouted along with the dozens of spectators. He happily secretly took out some candied sugar cakes and candied fruits from Wang Gui's wife from his treasure bag, and ate them happily, making a sizzling sound.
He found that an uncle next to him glanced at him from time to time. He happily put his elbow on the uncle next to him and said: "This chicken is very good at dancing!"
Luo Xinyi on the other side said coldly: "What chicken? This is a goose. The name of the play is The Saint Turns into a Goose and Plays Guo Qing!"
Fu Xiaowa scratched the back of his head and said, "It turns out to be a goose. Why do you think it's so fat?"
"Then why doesn't the saint turn into a chicken?"
"A chicken can't swim, you idiot!"
"But this deviates from life, it is more appropriate to turn into a chicken!"
¡°Art must also pay attention to rationality!¡±
Suddenly, the old man sitting in front couldn't bear it anymore and shouted: "This scene is about the Queen Mother descending to the phoenix, that is the phoenix, what are you talking about!"
Suddenly, the two two hundred and fifty didn't dare to speak, and watched the drama above continue to play out. At this time, the Phoenix was reborn from the ashes, and both of them cheered. Suddenly, the people next to them continued to cast disgusted looks, because Everyone knows that the evil phoenix is ??about to eat the fairies.
"Uncle, would you like some melon seeds?" Fu Xiaowa ate and handed over the snacks in his hand.
"If you don't want to eat it, take it away!" Luo Xinyi was still very indifferent.
Fu Xiaowa continued to eat enthusiastically next to him, and the play became more and more exciting. The two of them shouted in unison, not following the tune at all, and the townspeople next to them stood farther and farther away from the two of them. I was afraid of being infected by the stupidity of these two people.
The two guys, who were fascinated by the show, started eating melon seeds and snacks together. Various criticisms and praises were exchanged, and the two of them had a similar odor, as if they had hit it off.
Halfway through, I saw a child coming over with a small basket to collect money. This made Fu Xiaowa anxious. He originally wanted to take a look, but he was fascinated. He only had one hundred taels of silver on him, and he bought a black sand clay pot.
Now the troupe comes asking for a play. He twitched his feet to leave. But he saw the uncle next to him helping him put a few pennies into the basket.
Fu Xiaowa suddenly thanked him: "Ah, uncle, thank you!"
"Thank you, I'll just treat it as two candied coins from you, and keep reading!"
" Two hundred and fifty, I watched the play end with relish, and found that there were not many people left around me.
"Uncle. I have to go do some errands. Goodbye!" Fu Xiaowa thought about buying the black sand clay pot.
"Well, let's meet again when we are destined. It is very rare for someone of your age to have such taste!" Luo Xinyi said, stroking his long beard.
"Thank you for the compliment, uncle, you are also the most knowledgeable uncle I have ever met!" The two people patted each other, making the audience next to them sick. These two melon eggs have no idea what is going on above.
"You're welcome!" Luo Xinyi took advantage of it.
"Okay, see you again if we are destined!" Fu Xiaofu said his last goodbyes.
"Goodbye!"
? Pat your belly full of snacks. Fu Xiaowa left the theater stall with satisfaction.
Luo Xinyi still looked at this old acquaintance with admiration. He didn't stop looking at Fu Xiaowa until he was far away. Looking at the time, it's time to go back to the main hall.
He touched the snacks in his belly. He didn¡¯t know where the baby could hold so much food. It was like a snack stall.
Luo Xinyi left the theater stall, saw the crowds of people on the street, and felt the usual hustle and bustle in Qingniu Town.
At this time, a hand was placed on his shoulder, and he was shocked. With his cultivation level, he couldn't sense someone reaching out to him. If this was an assassination, he would definitely fall for it.
He turned around slowly, and what came into his eyes was a face that was both familiar and unfamiliar.
"Long time no see, Brother Luo!"
It was a smiling face, a disgusting smile. At least he thought so. He already knew this person. This was his old friend Wang Bolan, and what followed was a past event that he didn't want to recall. .
"Wang Bolan, I didn't expect you to have the face to appear in front of me!" Luo Xinyi suddenly had a slightly angry face.
This is called WangThe person who came unexpectedly was the entourage who came to the inn with the five Taoist priests. Wang Boran smiled and said: "I didn't expect that my old friend Brother Luo would know that it is not convenient to reminisce about the past here, so we should find another place. Let¡¯s resolve the previous misunderstanding!¡±
"Misunderstanding? Hum, okay, I want to see what kind of misunderstanding it was back then!"
It is said that after Fu Xiaowa left the bridge, he looked for Wang Gui's family. This family was indeed difficult to find. It was not a big family. There were many households here, including courtyards, two-family houses, and many families.
Fu Xiaowa walked along the ancient bluestone streets, looking around and asking around, and finally came to the small courtyard of a middle-aged family. He saw that the family was neither poor nor rich, and could be regarded as middle-level residents of Qingniu Town. .
Fu Xiaowa adjusted his clothes and knocked on the door with a clear cough. Suddenly, there were several dogs barking inside, followed by the sound of footsteps.
The door opened. The person who opened the door was a young man with a little beard. Seeing the unfamiliar face of Fu Xiaowa, he asked doubtfully, "Who are you?"
??Fu Xiaowa smiled and bowed to himself: "I am from Wangjia Liquor House. I heard that you have a black sand clay pot at home, so I came here to ask if you can part with it and transfer it?"
The young man understood it as soon as he heard it and said: "So that's what happened, please come in first!"
Fu Xiaowa walked into the courtyard in response and saw flowers and plants growing in the courtyard. There was a big stone mill in the courtyard, which looked like an ordinary household.
Entering the hall, Fu Xiaowa responded to the invitation and sat down. He saw that the house was quite well-off, with all kinds of furniture. A young woman was holding her baby in her arms, looking at her husband to greet Fu Xiaowa.
After sitting down, the young man sat on the chair next to Fu Xiaowa, slowly poured a pot of tea, and then said: "My family does have such an ancestral black sand pottery pot. You are here by chance. , my baby has just been born, and now the family is short of some silver, and I have plans to sell it. If the baby hadn't been born, I'm afraid your trip would have been in vain again!"
Fu Xiaowa said happily: "Of course that's good. May I ask, sir, how much will it cost?"
I saw the young man thinking a little. Then the price was reached: "One hundred taels of silver, what do you think?"
When Fu Xiaowa heard that he was happy, he had just enough silver, so he said: "This price is fair. I can accept it. Please bring the jar, sir!"
As he spoke, Fu Xiaowa took out one hundred taels of silver from his body and put it on the table. The young man looked at the silver taels on the table and saw that it was indeed the current official silver. He nodded, stood up, and took out a dark clay pot from the room, as big as a head, with a shiny black outside. This was the sacred black sand pottery pot for making wine and medicine.
When I hold the little frog in my hand, I feel like I'm stroking it magically, as if my hand is as smooth as silk. It turns out that this is a black sand clay pot.
"How is it? Are you satisfied, little brother?" the young man said with a smile.
"Satisfied, satisfied!" Fu Xiaowa nodded frequently. Now Wangjia Winery can brew better wine.
Just when the business was about to be concluded, suddenly, an old man walked in outside the door. The old man strolled into the house. At this time, the young man stood up and greeted him: "It turns out to be shopkeeper Sun. What a wonderful person." Welcome from afar!"
The old man named Shopkeeper Sun also bowed in response and said: "Mr. Zhou, we agreed yesterday. I have brought you ninety taels of silver!"
The young man suddenly looked embarrassed. He said rather embarrassedly: "I, I, I have already sold this jar to this little brother for one hundred taels of silver. Shopkeeper Sun is a step too late!"
"Ah?" The shopkeeper Sun was startled and looked at Fu Xiaowa. This shopkeeper Sun is the shopkeeper of the Sun Family Winery in Qingniu Town. He runs a large-scale wine business and is very thirsty for this black clay pot. Seeing that he already knew a thing or two about the situation, he stroked his long beard and said, "Okay, I'll give you one hundred and ten taels of silver. Will Mr. Zhou consider it again?"
The young man named Mr. Zhou was stunned for a moment. Ten taels of silver was not a small amount. He touched his chin, then looked at Fu Xiaowa and said, "This little brother, this"
Fu Xiaowa touched his body and found that he indeed only had this one hundred taels of silver, and even if he had more, he would not increase the price. His heart ached, so he had no choice but to bow and say: "If Shopkeeper Sun really likes it, then sell it to Shopkeeper Sun." Bar!"
The young man said happily: "Thank you for your understanding, little brother. If so, I will sell it to Shopkeeper Sun!"
With that said, he took the black clay pot from Fu Xiaowa's hand. Fu Xiaowa reluctantly let go of his hand and watched as the black clay pot was put into the hands of shopkeeper Sun.
Shopkeeper Sun took the black sand pottery pot in his hand, thought about it, and praised it: "It is indeed a good thing. Even if it costs one hundred and ten taels of silver, it is still worth it!"
As he said that, shopkeeper Sun took something out of his sleeves.??One hundred and eleven taels of silver were put into the hands of the young man. The young man took it happily and sold for another ten taels of silver. He thought to himself, if the boy raised the price, it would be better. , two tigers competing, they can sell at a better price.
Fu Xiaowa felt disappointed, seeing that the black clay pot that he was supposed to get fell into the hands of others. Moreover, the Sun Family Winery was also the biggest competitor of the Wang Family Winery. What should he do in the future?
Just then, an old man came out of the inner room. He seemed to have heard what happened just now. He looked at Fu Xiaowa, then thought about it, and then said: "Ninety taels, little brother, sell this black sand clay pot to you!"
The young man said hurriedly: "Dad, this black sand clay pot, shopkeeper Sun will pay one hundred and ten taels!"
Shopkeeper Wang nodded in agreement.
The old man still ignored the two words and still said: "Ninety taels, little brother, do you want it?"
??Fu Xiaowa was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to say it. If it was sold for ninety taels, why would he not want it? He still wanted one hundred and eleven taels, but he had no money.
Shopkeeper Sun was anxious and said, "Old man, I'll pay you one hundred and twenty taels of silver, and I want this clay pot!"
When Fu Xiaowa heard this, he said nothing, but saw that the old man still asked: "Ninety taels, do you want it?"
"Dad, dad, it's one hundred and twenty taels, what's wrong with you!" the young man said hurriedly.
It was then that Fu Xiaowa realized that this old man was the old man who sold firewood to him before he entered the martial arts school. He said happily: "It's you!"
The old man smiled and nodded, stroking his long beard, and said: "Ninety taels, if you want it, just take it. I originally planned to sell it for ninety taels, but now it's no more, no less!"
Fu Xiaowa bowed, but his answer shocked the old man: "Well, I won't take it for ninety taels. You'd better sell it to Shopkeeper Sun!"
The old man was surprised and said: "Why, didn't you just give out one hundred taels?"
Fu Xiaowa said: "In doing business, you must have integrity. Yesterday, your family has negotiated with Shopkeeper Sun for ninety taels, so we will sell it to Shopkeeper Sun. He arrived first and we have already agreed!"
Hearing this, the old man's expression suddenly froze. He thought that the child who sold firewood at a fair price was upright enough, but he also did not expect that Fu Xiaowa was beyond his imagination. Perhaps to others, this is pedantic. But for the beneficiaries, this is an extremely trustworthy business partner. Now it seems that even if you put your entire family and property on this child, this child will not lose even half a dime.
He sighed and said, "Well, I'm ashamed to say so. Ninety taels, shopkeeper Sun, take it if you want!"
Shopkeeper Sun is still in shock. He has been doing business for so many years and has never seen anything like this. He can't imagine someone who can take advantage of someone so cheap. In this cold shopping mall, this is simply impossible. See the myth. He calmed down his inner excitement and said: "One hundred and twenty taels. I said I would buy it for one hundred and twenty taels. To be honest, I really don't care about these dozens of taels of silver, but today I finally saw something that I have never seen in my whole life of doing business!¡±
The young man hesitated for a while, and finally said: "Shopkeeper Sun, this is my fault. Ninety taels is still the original price. I won't take more than that. I'll sell it to you!"
After several rounds of deliberation, the deal was still ninety taels. This matter, as agreed yesterday, has not changed at all. All the empty interests are still empty now. People who should pay how much money still pay So many people, how much should be charged, receive so much. However, this benefit turned into a little excitement in people's hearts, causing some changes in everyone's hearts.
In the end, Fu Xiaowa didn¡¯t buy anything. He was still very happy. He silently put away the one hundred taels of silver on the table. He had no choice but to think of another way.
Just as Fu Xiaowa was about to go back, the old man called out: "Wait a moment!"
Fu Xiaowa looked back and asked, "Old man, what's wrong?"
"Don't you want to buy a clay pot?" the old man asked.
"Yeah, let's see who else has it in Qingniu Town!" Fu Xiaowa said with a smile.
¡°You don¡¯t have to look for it, there¡¯s only one black sand clay pot!¡± the old man said.
"Oh!" Fu Xiaowa felt a hint of disappointment.
"Although the black sand clay pot is gone, I do have a black gold sand clay pot here!"
Suddenly shopkeeper Sun said loudly: "Black gold sand clay pot?". . )
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