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Immortal Master Chapter 113: Immortal Money

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    The money slowly flowed into the market. Each one was originally worth a lot of money, but there was no market for it, and the price was too high. One of these immortal coins was actually worth ten dollars in the black market.  This means that these ten silver coins can be exchanged for at least ten copper coins, not just what Bai Yuchan said.  The consumer income in Tokyo is very high, but with this much money, he can be very wealthy enough to rent a room in an inn, have good food and wine every day, spend the rest of his life, and even have more than half left.  He Huan excitedly picked up a piece of immortal money and looked at it. Sure enough, as in the legend, the front of the money showed the three pure Dharma images, which were very exquisite and clear, and the back was a gorgeous heavenly palace.  There is also an outline on the edge of the silver coin, which is slightly jagged.  It makes people wonder what kind of skilled craftsmen can carve such clear and beautiful images on silver coins.  Bai Yuchan was a little surprised. This He Huan is also a scholar after all, right?  Even if you are a little poorer, you won't behave so badly, right? Why do you behave so rudely?  Holding this money in your hand, can you see a flower?  But I heard He Huan muttering to himself: "So it turns out that there are tiny serrations around this silver coin, but I am afraid that someone will scrape off the silver powder privately It's just that the workmanship is too complicated, and I am afraid that except for heaven, I am afraid that mortal craftsmen  No matter what mold is used, it won't come out soon!" Bai Yuchan was relieved. He knew that many people regarded this silver coin as a coin used by the gods in heaven. After many people finally got the silver coin, they hid it secretly at home.  .  There are people who use incense to worshipso it's not surprising that He Huan and He Zhonghao behave like this.  After all, Bai Yuchan was just a Taoist priest, but he didn't expect that what He Zhonghao saw was not how much these coins were worth, but the hope of coin improvement in the entire Song Empire The fate of He Huan also changed.  Change from now on.  He won the first prize many years in advance Of course, this is a story for another day.  "Let's say goodbye. We have to send these to the families of several filial sons and military families. Then there will be no delay!" He added: "By the way, if you are interested. You can hold this colored ball and hold it on the night of the 15th  , Go to the Preaching Palace and listen to the Heavenly Master's sermon. Say goodbye!" He Huan finally came back to his senses after Bai Yuchan and others had gone away.  Realizing that I was too rude just now, I actually blushed.  He hurriedly followed a few steps and bowed to thank him.  Bai Yuchan smiled and said: "I will pass the imperial examination in the future. After I become an official, I will do more for the benefit of the people and accumulate more merits. I wish you a speedy examination and say goodbye!" Waiting for Bai Yuchan to go far away.  Then become a monk.  Just now he clicked his tongue and exclaimed: "Scholar He, you are really lucky. You have received these gifts. You must know that the Heavenly Master is rich and very generous. Every month, he selects hundreds of lucky people in Tokyo.  , send money and colorful balls How about giving me one of the immortal coins? I will pay eleven thousand, not twelve thousand" He Huan endured the monk's chatter and asked calmly.  : "You monk. Just ask for Buddha's money. What kind of immortal's money do you want?" That monk is stupid.  He didn't hear He Huan's secret sarcasm, but he still said carelessly: "What comes out of the hands of the Tianshi is naturally a treasure. These immortal money are nothing. I heard that there is a kind of gold leaf in the Tianshi Mansion, which is  Use gold to make lifelike leaves, with all the veins and textures. That is called true ingenuity. One of them can be worth a thousand coins Gee, I would be rich if I had one Amitabha, I mean that" He Huan  He smiled coldly in his heart. Although he was a poor scholar, he was born in Yongkang, Zhejiang, and he was not a pedantic guy who didn't know how to live and work.  As a place not far from the birthplace of the later Yongjia School, He Huan naturally knew that this immortal money had a price but no market, and he could earn at least several thousand dollars by backhanding it.  I thought in my heart, this father-in-law is really good at it.  I heard that not only myself, but other believers in the city, as well as loyal ministers and filial sons, and even soldiers and martyrs, may be given these money balls.  I sighed in my heart, it seems that Taoism is really going to be prosperous Such a missionary method is really a generous move!  "You're talking, why don't you change it?" Monk Chenghe was still entangled with himself.  He Huan said calmly: "In exchange, fifteen thousand yuan!" "Hey, why is this guy asking for such a high price? How about I give in, at most twelve thousand yuan?" Monk Cheng He gritted his teeth.  He Huan sneered and said: "I don't know how many people in the entire Song Dynasty want this Immortal Money now. I'll take it to the street. For fifteen thousand dollars, I might be able to sell it in the blink of an eye. Do you believe it or not?"  , that fourteen thousand dollars is 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 temple.In the monk's room, I found a quiet inn on the street. It was called Gaosheng Inn.  I rented a small courtyard with three rooms to live in, and studied nonstop every day.  In a blink of an eye, it¡¯s the night of the fifteenth.  He Huan put on a brand new green shirt and walked to the east of the city.  The sky had just turned dark when I saw the people of Tokyo City, who had worked hard all day, carrying the old and the young together, heading towards the Great Xiangguo Temple.  Passing by a small tavern, I saw a few merchants, covered in dust.  I think it was the man who had just arrived in Tokyo during the day and was sitting in a small hotel near the river drinking. On the table was a four-flavor cold dish, mustard melon, plum ginger, salted duck eggs, and sliced ??sheep's head.  Four more meat dishes, boiled pork, perilla fish, fried lamb, and soup bones.  There are four more vegetarian dishes, hemp chicken skin, Dongpo tofu, goose and soybeans, and fried pork.  A large table was set up.  In fact, it is just like the food stalls of later generations, not high-end food.  It¡¯s just about other dishes, you know what they are just by hearing the name.  Only the fake fried meat was fried winter melon.  The tofu chicken skin is just a paste made from mung bean flour and sesame paste, and then frozen into a tofu shape. After being sliced, it has a light yellow color with pitted spots in between, resembling chicken skin, hence its name.  As for the goose and soy beans, they were basically bean sprouts I sifted through a few more glasses of wine, and when I was eating happily, I saw men and women going in the same direction.  One of the young people with a Hebei accent asked strangely: "Dad, is there still such a custom in Tokyo? It's almost dark, why are everyone going out? Is there anything lively to see?"  (To be continued)
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