"You brat, although the "Book of Saviors" can resolve evil spirits, it's not that fast. How did you do it?"
When the old Taoist took a nap just now, he suddenly felt that the vitality of heaven and earth seemed to have changed. After opening his eyes, he found that all the evil spirits in the courtyard had disappeared. This was a big surprise.
You must know that the magnetic field on the body of people who have been blessed by spiritual practice will be particularly strong, and such people will have a particularly obvious impact on the surrounding magnetic field. For example, if an old Taoist personally does things to eliminate evil spirits, it will definitely be stronger than ordinary eminent monks.
Come out a lot.
But Ye Tian is just a kid. He has only been exposed to alchemy for a few years. He was able to eliminate all the evil spirits in such a short period of time. This is something that even the Taoist himself cannot do.
After hearing what the old Taoist priest said, Ye Tian bit into a sugar-coated haws bought by Mrs. Miao and said vaguely: "How did I know? Master, this "Book of Saviors" is quite useful..."
Ye Tian has made up his mind that no one can tell this matter. Maybe an old Taoist will believe him, but if he tells his father and classmates, he will definitely be considered crazy.
"Strange, really strange..."
Seeing Ye Tian, he couldn't explain why. The old Taoist stroked his beard with a puzzled look on his face. However, modern society is different from before. With the prosperity of science and technology, many things are difficult to infer. The old Taoist was helpless.
Ye Tian has the temper of a child. After sitting in the room for a while, he couldn't help but stand up and said: "Hey, Master, I went to the town party to play, and I will come back during dinner in the evening..."
Maolu Town is dozens of miles away from where Ye Tian lives. Even during the holidays, he rarely comes here once. If he hadn't been bitten by others, Ye Tian would have gone to the town to play.
The old Taoist priest waved his hand and said: "Go, remember this door, don't find the place when you come back..."
After getting the master's permission, Ye Tian ran out happily. When he was leaving, Mrs. Miao stuffed a piece of workers, peasants and soldiers into his pocket, which almost made Ye Tianmei's nose boil.
You know, in these days, in rural areas, even when adults give New Year's money during festivals, it is only a brand-new bill of 50 cents and a dollar. For families who get married, have children, the money they receive is usually only one dollar or two.
Moreover, it was still two years before the fourth set of RMB was issued in 1988, and the face value of ten yuan was already the highest value on the market.
Therefore, this piece of workers, peasants, and soldiers was an astronomical sum to Ye Tian. Anyway, except for seeing such a "big" note in his father's hand, he had never touched it before.
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Generally speaking, rural markets are busiest in the morning, but this time it was just after noon and there were still a lot of people. Ye Tian was not afraid of strangers. When he heard the sound of gongs and drums in front of him, he squeezed in with all his strength.
"Hey, monkey trick..."
Relying on his agility, Ye Tian squeezed his way into the crowd, only to find an old man with three monkeys performing a show in the middle of the venue.
"Fellow fellow villagers, those who are rich are helping you make money, and those who are poor are helping you. I thank you all, old man..."
After one of the monkeys turned a few somersaults, the old man raised his hands to all the surroundings. The monkey immediately held an enamel jar with his two paws and asked for money from the crowd around him.
The rich ones threw a nickel into the jar, while the poor ones stepped back. Ye Tian touched the "Workers, Peasants and Soldiers" card in his pocket, and after thinking for a long time, he retreated.
The old Taoist priest once taught him that everyone has their own difficulties when traveling in the world, so if you can help, help. Since Ye Tian was reluctant to part with the ten yuan, he was too embarrassed to watch other people's programs in vain.
Fortunately, this market was not just a trick shop. After coming out of the monkey trap, Ye Tian went into a place where people were selling Shaolin Dali Pills with broken stones.
After walking around in the market, it was already three or four o'clock in the afternoon. Ye Tian stopped at a candy blower's stall.
This stall is actually a picket. At one end of the picket is a rectangular cabinet with a shelf. Under the cabinet is a semicircular open wooden cage. There is a small charcoal stove inside. There is a large spoon on the stove, and the middle is filled with syrup.
The wooden frame is divided into two layers, and each layer has many small jacks filled with blown-up candy figures.
The vendor used a spatula to take a little bit of hot sugar syrup, rub it in his hands covered with talcum powder, and then hold a piece of it in his mouth. After blowing it into foam, he quickly placed it in a wooden mold coated with talc powder and blew it hard to get the desired amount.
The candy man is done blowing.
The children around were all looking at it eagerly. The rich ones stretched out their hands to buy, while the poor ones just looked at them unwilling to leave.
This thing is not very expensive, and you can make one according to your requirements for only a dime. However, Ye Tian stood for a long time, squeezed the ten dollars in his pocket, and decided to turn around and leave.
You should know that Ye Tian's father, as an educated youth who had not returned to his hometown, married a non-local woman and had no land to farm.
Although Ye Dongping was gifted with dexterous hands and could not only be an electrician, but also a carpenter, and often helped people pack furniture, he could only earn ten or twenty yuan a month at most.
Although Ye Dongping often caught some fish for his son to eat, in general, the father and son lived in poverty. Ye Tian wanted to take the money home to his father.
Just as Ye Tian turned around, a voice suddenly shouted in his ear: "Ye Tian, hey, is it really you? Why are you here?"
Ye Tianxun looked around and found that on the other side of the candy man stall, a fat man about the same age as him was waving his hands at him excitedly. The electronic watch on his wrist was really conspicuous.
"Guo Xiaolong?"
Seeing this person, Ye Tian couldn't help but reveal a bitter smile on his face. The more he hid from something, the more he encountered something. With Guo Xiaolong's nature, he would surely make all the noise in his outfit known to the whole school after school starts, right?
But there was no way to hide. Guo Xiaolong had already come to him, pointed at an adult over there and said, "Ye Tian, that's my great-uncle. He came from the United States. I took him to the market..."
Although Ye Tian had a good relationship with Guo Xiaolong when they were in school, they were not that close. He knew in his heart that this boy was looking for him to show off, so he immediately laughed and said: "Ah, that's good, Xiaolong, your electronic
The watch is so beautiful…”
"Of course, my great-uncle bought it for me. I am the only one in the school..." After hearing Ye Tian's words, Guo Xiaolong straightened his chest again, raised his wrist to his eyes, and pretended to glance at the time on it.
Ye Tian is a famous figure in school. Although he is naughty and mischievous, his academic performance is always the first. Now that he can show off in front of Ye Tian, Guo Xiaolong will not let go of this opportunity.
"Xiaolong, who is this?"
The old man who was pointed at by Guo Xiaolong just now was curious when he saw the junior talking to the little Taoist priest Yi Zai, and wandered to this side of the stall.
"Uncle, this is my classmate, Ye Tian..." Guo Xiaolong's voice couldn't help but lower a little when talking to this American uncle.
"Oh, he's your classmate? Then why did he become a Taoist priest?"
The old man was a little curious. When he left his hometown, he was only in his teens, not a few years older than these two children. Thirty or forty years have passed, and now that he has returned, he feels very close to many things in his hometown.
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"This...I don't know either..."
Guo Xiaolong scratched his head, looked at Ye Tian, and asked: "Ye Tian, why are you dressed like this? Are you really going to the mountains to become a Taoist priest?"
"I'm not a Taoist priest. My master is the host of a Taoist temple on the mountain. I'm accompanying him down the mountain today. It's convenient to wear this..." Ye Tian explained to Guo Xiaolong. He didn't want to be teased about it when school started.
That's so shameless.
"Well, the Maoshan Taoist Temple was burned down by the Japanese. I had just started to rebuild it when I left the mainland. I wanted to find time to visit..."
After hearing Ye Tian's words, the old man sighed, with a hint of sadness in his eyebrows, but then he laughed, wondering what emotions he and the children were feeling. He pointed at the stall and said: "Xiaolong, go and get one.
The candy man is for your classmate..."
"No, thank you grandpa, I don't want..."
Although his family background was not very good, following his master in the old world, Ye Tian understood from an early age the principle of being greedy for small gains and suffering big losses. It's not that you can't take things that are yours, and you can't take advantage of things that you didn't work hard for.
"Take it, kid, you can't call me grandpa in vain, grandpa bought it for you..." The old man laughed when he heard the words, took a candy man of Sun Wukong, and handed it to Ye Tian.
This is a set of Sun Wukong’s sugar figures. Not only is the sugar figure beautiful, but it also has a glutinous rice bowl. There is a lot of syrup in Sun Wukong’s belly.
When you don’t want to play anymore, you can poke a small hole in Sun Monkey’s buttocks to let the syrup flow out, then use a glutinous rice bowl to catch it, and eat the bowl with the syrup together. This is a favorite among children, but it is also the most expensive.
It costs 80 cents each.
Guo Xiaolong was also very proud of being able to show off in front of his classmates. Seeing Ye Tian's constant refusal, he said: "Ye Tian, my uncle and grandpa gave it to you, just take it..."
Ye Tianzhen also liked this Monkey Sugar Man. After thinking about it for a while, he said: "Okay, it's a gift from the elders. I don't dare to say goodbye. Thank you, grandpa!"
"Haha, Xiaolong, your classmate is very polite..."
After hearing Ye Tian's words, the old man smiled and didn't care. There was only one monkey candy man on the shelf. He paid for two candy men, and then stood by and watched the vendor play the candy man with relish.
This craft is only available in China.
"How about I check his face for him..."
Ye Tian was still not used to taking other people's things for nothing. After thinking for a moment, he looked at the old man and muttered silently: "Turtle shell, turtle shell, come out quickly..."
There was no way, the turtle shell in his mind was disappearing, and Ye Tian didn't know how to call it out. He chanted "turtle shell" for a long time, but there was no movement at all.
"Shu Zang!" In desperation, Ye Tian suddenly remembered the two words in the middle of the turtle shell and tried to recite it silently in his heart.
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