Chapter 178: Master selling flowers
Early the next morning, Chu night Ning got up with dark circles. He didn't sleep well at night, so the whole person looked extraordinarily gloomy. A face that was originally very cold was covered with thin ice, and there was no heat.
He pushed the door out and saw that the ink was washing clothes outside.
Why do you want to wash your clothes in the morning?
Didn't it be washed last night?
Seeing him coming out of the house, the smoldering seemed to be a bit embarrassing. On his cheek, he splashed the foam from the saponin. He turned his head and greeted him with a late night: "Master."
"Ok."
"Sun Sanniang was still trustworthy, and received the money. She sent the family who had eaten in the morning. I was on the small stone table in the yard, and the master would go eat it."
"how about you?"
"I have eaten it." The ink-burning arm was soaked in the waves of water, and the lines were strong and refreshing. "When the Master used it, we will sell butterflies and flowers together."
Sun Sanniang's food is very monotonous, but the amount is not small, there are actually three.
He sat in the small courtyard and slowly licked the noodles. The rising sun rose, and the sun shone through the vines that climbed on the vines above his head, cutting them into mottled lights on the table.
He looked back and looked at the high back of the ink, and the ambiguous enthusiasm of his heart surged.
He bit hard and bit a big hoe.
When the golden sea otters and the red nymphs appeared, they provoked an uproar in the unchanging, lazy market in Feihua Island. The fishermen on the island flocked to see, even if they didn’t plan to visit the market today. , have been attracted to -
"There is a flower!"
"What's strange about flowers, haven't you seen flowers?"
"Golden sea otter! Spiritually made! Open all year round! You can also voice!"
"Wow!! Where is it?"
So there is a wave of waves.
"There are butterflies!"
"There are some beautiful things about butterflies, and a lot of springs."
"Red! Spiritually made, you can drive the evil spirits! And especially good-looking, very obedient, not running, just flying around you!"
"Ah! Really? Where is it?"
There is another wave of Wuhuan.
Sun Sanniang was lying high in the middle of the house, and she got the news in her leisure time. She couldn’t help but go to the market with a few followers. Before I even walked to the door, I saw a crowd of gold and red brilliance in the distance. Some people were amazed.
Her heart was like an ant, and she turned away from the onlookers and walked over to see.
I only saw the two immortals who came yesterday, a smile, and there was a trick to attract the bees to attract business. The other face was expressionless, and his face stood in the cold under the tree, and he said nothing, silent.
"Selling butterflies, selling butterflies--" The handsome man turned back and smiled at another man with a meager face. "Master, why don't you drink?"
Drink?
Chu night Ning heart cold.
He didn't know how to write these two words. Is it necessary for him to be ashamed and screaming like the rough man of the ink rain, shouting in the eyes of the public: "sell flowers, sell sea bream flowers"?
Don't even think about it.
"How do you sell butterflies?" I feel that such a fairy must be very expensive, and everyone has been stunned for a long time. Finally, there is a bold daring to ask for price.
Ink burning: "Ten gold one."
Chu nightning coughed behind him.
Ink burning: "...three copper plates."
"So cheap?" The people around them were shocked. They all came forward to buy them. They burned a butterfly to the left and handed a flower to the right. They were busy, and they saw a ragged girl in the distance licking her fingers. I am eager to see the lively scene here.
The ink burned and laughed, and did not say much. He suddenly said that the five fingers were one and the other, and a very beautiful phoenix butterfly was condensed. When the light was blown, the butterfly was separated by the sea and floated to her side, falling on her hair. on.
The girl stunned, looked awkwardly, walked a few steps hesitantly, then stopped again and shook her head.
She has no money...
Not to mention three copper plates, none of them.
The ink burned her hand at her, and said "send you" with her mouth, then blinked, smiled and turned her head away, and continued to be busy.
Sun Sanniang watched the beautiful golden spirits that were bought, and the beautiful girl who wore the beauty of the sea was wearing the black hair between the black hairs. When she was full of hair, she was full of brilliance, and she could not tell the extravagance. She couldn't help it anymore.
"These butterflies and flowers, I have to."
The ink burned and raised his eyes, and the smile did not go out: "I would say who is so big, it turned out to be Sanniang."
"How many left? If you count, I will take it back to the house."
"This can't be done." The ink burned and laughed. "Everything has to come first and then come. Others come earlier than you. They haven't bought it yet. I can't give it to you first."
Sun Sanniang looked at the crowd of crowded villagers. When she was on the scene, she was anxious. She was afraid of selling out and said, "Then I will increase the price."
"I can't do the Lord." Mo-burn said, "I just help to get the job, the price, you have to ask my master."
Sun Sanniang went under the tree and found a face that was cold and prosperous.
"Xianjun, your flowers and butterflies are sold to me, we are all businessmen, and the price is good."
Chu night Ning cold mouth: "Ten gold one."
Next to the ink, I couldn't help but laugh out loud. I turned my head and turned to the black phoenix that was late in the night. It was a little soft and soft, and I couldn't help but scratch my head. The appearance is very beautiful.
Sun Sanniang was so rich that the money was not a small amount for her. Soon she directed the family to take those night sea otters and phoenix butterflies away.
Back to the house, she immediately combed a stilt with a stilt, and inserted more than 50 golden flowers on the top, let the butterflies dance around themselves, and the family glared at her, looking far away. It was like a burning candle, and it was funny, but it was a master of his own family. He had to squat and ribs were broken. He finally did not laugh.
Sun Sanniang didn't have fun for too long, and someone came to report it, saying that the two Xianjun sold something else in the market. She was shocked and screamed at the clouds of Huaguang, and was surrounded by mad bees and rushed to the market.
"Selling butterflies - selling butterflies -"
Sun Sanniang squeezed over and angered with a fork: "I wasn't all bought by me? How come?"
Burning eyes: "Newly done."
"Since I can do it new, why should I sell me ten gold?!"
The ink burned: "You think, you get up in the morning, go to a fried bun shop in front of a lot of people to buy raw fried food, others are waiting in line, you have to line up, the treasurer will tell you, you must eat first, but Is there anything wrong with paying you?"
Sun Sanniang said: "You, you profiteer, you..."
I was thinking about how to refute this person's nephew, and suddenly I saw the fairy who had been snoring next to him. Chu late Ning pointed to a flash of light, and actually condensed a pair of Begonia flowers.
Although Sun Sanniang was annoyed, he was also attracted to pay attention and asked: "What is this? How is it different from the previous one?"
"This kind of sea otter has a rejuvenation technique. It is placed on the bed before going to bed. It can be radiant the next day, and the effect is about fifteen days." Chu Xi Ning casually handed the flowers to the ink, the ink igniting "Go sell it, one hundred gold one."
"Slow," Sun Sanniang feared that these two people would have to say what the other team had to add money. Although they were very angry, they said, "Don't take it, this one I want. You can still Do you have a few? I have to!"
Chu nightning said: "The same spells don't want to be applied too many times, only three."
"Then three hundred gold, give it to you."
"Ink burns and collects money." Chu night Ning said, bowing down the other two, and handed it to Sun Sanniang, and then began to condense the fourth.
Sun Sanniang is not happy: "You are not saying that only three?"
"This is a wonderful sound." Chu night Ning faintly said, "With the body, can make the woman's voice become beautiful."
"..." Although Sun Sanniang is greedy for money, but she is more greedy, she is stunned by the dying prince of the dead and dying to sing a wonderful hazelnut flower, hating teeth, but can only say: " Good, I buy, I buy."
In the evening, I went back to close the door. The mentor and the teacher sat at the table and counted the money. I found that enough people to bring them to the table and eat them well until the fire on the other side was extinguished. Chu nightning pushed half of the silver to the ink. Half of the good, said: "When you leave, return the rest to Sun Sanniang."
Ink burns: "Why?"
“Feihua Island is far away from Linyi Road and has poor materials. It is extremely inconvenient to eat and wear. But is it strange to see the fishermen on the island, who can afford to have enough food and clothing?”
"... um," he said, and the ink burned and he thought it.
Chu night Ningdao: "I will know when I go to a little inquiries. When I cleaned up the stalls today, I went to the village head and asked him some things. In fact, this Sun Sanniang was originally a Linyi Confucianist because she was talented. Not high, Master did not manage her, and after five years of worshipping the teacher, it still only shows swordsmanship."
The ink burned a little surprised: "She is a Confucianist? Did the Master see it?"
"No." Chu said, "The village head said that when she was seventeen years old, she followed the monks of the Confucianism to come to Feihua Island to collect new disciples. Those famous monks took the road far away, and the island was full of mortals. It’s impossible to bully and rush to the Confucianism to ask for sin, so during that time, the islanders were guilty of blasphemy, eating white food, stealing money, and even..."
"even?"
"Even slutty boys and girls."
"..."
Chu night Ningdao: "Sun San Niang, but they argued with the brothers and sisters, she was frivolous, but her temper was fierce, offended the same door, and finally she was concealed. After being stabbed by one of her brothers, she was again Push down the sea cliff."
The ink burned and muttered: "Is this the case? No wonder before listening to the village chief to persuade her to say something, not a Confucianist, I did not expect... uh..."
"Well. Her life is big, and the sword is not stabbed. After she fell into the sea, she was caught by the fishermen who were fishing. The fisherman had two daughters on the knees, and they went early, and after saving her, they collected She is a righteous woman, teaches her to fish and hunt, teach her to do business. Later, when her father passed away, she took on her clothes and gradually became the largest household in this Feihua Island."
Chu night Ning paused and said.
"You also heard it. She said that this year's harvest on Feihua Island is not good. Every household is open for her business. Although Sun Sanniang's business is fine, she only strips money from the monks, never takes the islanders a little, even Will subsidize poverty."
The ink burned without sound, but I remembered the little girl who was eager to see the flowers in the market during the day.
Such a shabby dress, dirty look, at first glance is lost.
But it is not thin, the cheeks are bulging, and the eyes are clear. If no one is helping her, such a small child will take a fortune to eat for a living.
"Sun Sanniang went to the sea more than 20 times a year. Every time she went back and forth, she had to go seven or eight days. It was counted that she spent most of her life at sea. You see her house is luxurious and rich, so why is it half a hundred years old? Want to come and go in the wind and waves? Every year, I will work hard to take the things on the island to Linyi to sell the money, and then go to Linyi to bring the materials back to Feihua Island?" Chu Xi Ning Road, "She clearly has no money."
"...I know." After listening to the ink, I felt uncomfortable in my heart. I immediately got up and picked up the half of the money. Chu nightning called him.
"where to?"
"I am going to give her more money and return it to her."
"sit down."
Chu night Ning faint.
"How are you so stupid."
"Ok?"
"Look at Sun Sanniang, this person is very strong, and it is very strong. She hates the monk most... You said that you gave me money in the past, she will not chase you out of the house."
"..."
When I thought about it, I felt a little pain in my back and could not help but sigh and asked, "What should I do?"
"I told the village chief, before we left, give him all the money and let him find a chance to hand it over to Sun Sanniang." Chu said, "We were all gone, and the money will eventually be allowed." She will not want to do something better on Feihua Island."
The ink burned and thought for a moment, then nodded.
"The teacher said that he would do what he said."
Chu night sighed and said: "There are always many things in this world. You can't just make a decision on the surface. Sometimes, the layer below the surface is not necessarily the final truth. I always tell myself. You need to sink your heart, judge people or things, you need to be cautious, but sometimes you can't help it."
In his remarks, the ink that is said is not a taste.
Just look at the surface and make a decision. It is a matter of right and wrong. It is not the right thing that he once did to Chu Ningning.
Except for him, most people who travel between the red dust are extremely difficult to maintain a pair of clear eyes in front of fierce emotions, a calm heart, to think about it, to see the truth covered under the dust.
He was born in Chu, and Nangong was married to his mother. They were not blinded by emotions, blinded by appearance, and eventually cast a fault that could not be looked back.
Perhaps only Chu Zhongning, a person like this, seems to be indifferent and inhuman, but persistently leaves a place for everyone to change, trying not to do everything with the greatest maliciousness. Therefore, the more you learn about him, the more you will find that the Beidou Xianzun, who is more violent than anyone else, has a heart that has not been suffocated.
Under the arrogant face of this person, what is hidden is actually a soul of kindness and tolerance.
Because of this kind of soul, he became more and more pitiful, and he had a strong desire to protect. Perhaps it is because of the **** blood from the corpse of the corpse, so he is more and more able to understand that there is nothing in this world that is more valuable than a heart of a child.
That is the flute in the smoke, the flowers in the trench.
Therefore, the emperor who once blamed the world, in front of such a soul, silently thinks -
If one day, the teacher needs it, then even if it is bruised and bruised, blood and tears will drain, even if there is no dead body, the smoke will disappear, even if you want to sacrifice your own head and the ruined soul.
He must protect this clean Beidou Xianzun.
"What are you thinking?"
"Oh, nothing." The ink burned. "It’s just thinking about something small."
"Little things?"
When the ink burned his lips and suddenly remembered going to the market in the morning, Chu Ningning said to himself that he wanted to learn the skills of Yu Jian, and he said: "Master, you come with me."