In the small test last night, the Xiaoliu Fire Talisman was very powerful. It can be seen that although the old mage's lineage was defeated, the inheritance of Talisman Dao is not necessarily weak.
If it spreads, it will definitely be able to separate the fortune of Fu Dao and gather it in the early Yuan Dynasty. Then it might not be impossible for him to use it——
The person who talks about the two channels of Fu Dao?
Ha, this identity may have miraculous effects when used against Fu Dao.
Although it is said that a sword in the world can be achieved as long as the conditions are right, but the more preparation, the more sure it will be.
Luo Guan was in a good mood, and there happened to be a pier by the river. Although it was not big, it surrounded it and became a country market.
A smell came, it was a wonton seller, Luo Guan touched his belly and walked over.
"Sir, would you like a bowl of wontons? I just made them today. They are thin and filling." The stall owner greeted with a smile on his face.
Luo Guan nodded, "Have a bowl."
Soon, hot wontons were served. I ate one and it tasted pretty good, but I always felt that it was missing a bit of flavor.
"Sir, would you like to buy an umbrella? I made it with my own hands. I use the best umbrella paper. It is as smooth as snow and will not fade for a long time. The ribs are also old bamboo from the mountains. They are baked in the sun for a month. They will last for many years without breaking.
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"Go away, go away! Selling umbrellas in winter, are you stupid? Don't delay our meal and our journey!"
Luo Guan looked up and saw that the young man selling the umbrella was about twelve or thirteen years old. He was thin and wearing a washed white shirt, shivering in the cold wind.
But just as he said, there were several umbrellas in the bamboo basket behind him, and the surface of each umbrella was smooth and white, showing a bit of neatness.
Being rejected, the young man looked disappointed and turned to leave.
"Wait a minute." Luo Guan suddenly said, "This little umbrella maker, could you please come over? I want to buy an umbrella."
The umbrella seller's eyes lit up and he hurried over and said, "Hello, guest, these umbrellas are all made by me. The quality is very good and the price is not expensive."
After taking a look at the young man's pale face from the cold, Luo Guan took out an umbrella. Sure enough, it was of good quality and the surface of the umbrella was like snow. "Okay, this is the umbrella. How much does it cost?"
"Well... just give me fifteen coppers." The umbrella seller said hesitantly.
It takes him most of a day to make an umbrella, and with the preparation of materials, the price is really not high.
Luo Guan nodded, "Okay." He took out the copper plate and put it in the young man's hand.
The young man selling the umbrella thanked him repeatedly, and when he was about to leave, he was stopped again, "Don't go, I'm quite satisfied with the craftsmanship of the little umbrella maker, and I'll give you another bowl of wontons."
After saying this, he greeted the stall owner.
"Okay, sir, please wait a moment."
The young man selling the umbrella looked embarrassed and waved his hands repeatedly, "No... no need... you have already helped me... by buying my umbrella... I..."
Gululu——
The sound from his stomach made his face turn red.
Luo Guan smiled and said, "The wontons have been cooked, and I can't eat them. If you don't want them, it will be a waste."
The umbrella seller lowered his head, "Then... then thank you, sir..."
The ravioli came up, he chose the position in the corner, bowed his head and ate it.
It can be seen that he is hungry, but after only about half of them, he puts down the chopsticks.
"Boss, can you bother you, help me pack it?"
The stall owner waved his hand, "What do you pack? Come here, I'll add some hot soup to you, let you give you a mother, hi! This cold sky, it's hard!"
When the umbrella teenager came over, the stall owner who shouted the heating soup added a few more crickets, and waved his hand without waiting for him to speak.
"Thank you ..." After the umbrella boy sucked his nose, he bowed to Luo Guan, and after bowing the owner, he turned away with a bowl.
He didn't go far. There was a thatched house in the woods by the river, which seemed to be the boy's home.
"Mother, I sold out the umbrella today, you eat ravioli, Uncle Zhang gave a few more."
"I'm full, mother, you eat."
In the dialogue gap, there was a cough sound.
"Well, this child is also suffering. Dad has a sickness, selling houses and selling land at home, and finally did not save it. The mother was born with the root of the sickness. Now she lives here.
I don't know when I can persist. "
Soon, the boy came back with an empty bowl, was cleaned, and put it on the table. "Uncle Zhang, my mother said that your ravioli is so delicious."
Stall the mother -in -law's face, "Don't think you can speak, I will give you a ravioli? Only this time!"
The teenager sold the umbrella smiled, and when he came to Luo Guan, he took out five copper plates and put it on the table carefully. "Sir, this is the money of the wonton, I said, since we have money, we can't eat your stuff in vain.
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Luo Guan thought for a while, took the copper plate, "Speaking of the guest, since you pay back the money, then I will send you the same thing again."
He got up, walked to the stalls written by others, whispered a few words, and quickly borrowed a brush, "Give me an umbrella."
Selling umbrella teenagers can't touch my head.
Luo Guan opened the umbrella surface and dropped four words. After the ink was dried, he laughed: "Other umbrellas, or a fifteen copper plate, but the writing of writing, it takes fifteen or two silver
"?"
"Ah ... yes, sir, I remember."
Luo Guan also returned to his writing brush, "That little umbrella, we do so, let's leave."
He got up, carried the umbrella he bought, and walked to the river.
The owner of the ravioli stared at his back, looking at his back, "Fifteen Two? How much do you have to sell! This gentleman, I really dare to say ..." He glanced at the teenager who held the umbrella tightly,
The corners of my mouth moved, and finally kept silent.
Forget it, just give this child, leave some thoughts in your heart.
However, the writing stall next to me, the falling scholar, faintly saw, the gentleman's writing just now, hesitated, said: "Little umbrellamith, I am 30 copper plates, do you sell me this umbrella?"
The young man selling the umbrella did not hesitate, "No, the gentleman said he would pay fifteen taels... I don't think this gentleman will lie..." The poor scholar had a toothache, and he couldn't afford fifteen taels of silver... But
That gentleman's handwriting is really beautiful.
Several merchants who refused to buy umbrellas sneered and left, "What kind of umbrella should I buy in winter? How can it rain on such a beautiful day?"
"Fifteen taels? Even if I go on a business trip, I may not be able to earn it. People nowadays really dare to talk nonsense!"
"What does it have to do with us? Let's go for a walk. Hurry up and hurry up. The things on the boat must be sent to the upstream gym as soon as possible. We don't dare to miss the noble man's orders."
Several people hurriedly walked away quickly.
By the river, Luo Guan stopped at the corner of the pier. There was a small boat parked here, and an old boatman in a worn-out cotton-padded jacket was arranging the fishing net with his rough hands.
"This boatman, I want to go down the river to the other side. Can I go?"
The old boatman stood up and looked at the sky, "Sir, the sky looks sunny today, but based on my experience, I'm afraid it's going to rain. It's rainy and cold in winter, and there's no shed on my little boat. How about you?"
Should we travel another day?"
Luo Guanyang raised the object in his hand, "So what if it rains? I have an umbrella."
The old boatman grinned, "Are you going on a trip today?"
"Visiting others makes you excited, but you may not be able to wait until tomorrow."
"Well, sir, a person as valuable as you is not afraid of winter rain and cold bones. Old man, I have a coir raincoat on the boat, so there is nothing to be afraid of. Are you heading upstream to the Taoist temple at the foot of Yiyang Mountain? I heard that it's quite
In order to make it effective, many distinguished guests have traveled thousands of miles to make wishes."
Luo Guan nodded, "Just go there."
"It takes a day to walk upstream against the current for dozens of miles. How about I give you a tael of silver, sir?" A hint of cunning flashed in the old boatman's eyes.
Luo Guan hesitated, "So expensive?"
"It's not expensive, it's not expensive. When the boat is sailing on the river, I still have to take care of your three meals a day."
"Okay, it's just one tael of silver. Boatman, you can't raise the price temporarily."
"That's not possible!" The old boatman said with a smile on his face, "Sir, please get on the boat quickly. We can travel a little longer while the weather is nice."
"good."
Luo Guan boarded the boat, and the old boatman shouted a loud call, "Let's set off the boat. The gentlemen and grandmothers under the water, please take care of me."
The oar pushed against the river bank, and the boat slowly moved toward the middle of the river.
Soon, the market on the shore became blurry.
Luo Guan was amused, "Boatman, your name sounds a little scary? Could it be that there is really something at the bottom of the river..."
"Sir, don't dare to talk nonsense, lest you disturb the gentlemen and ladies in the water." The old boatman said as he took off the wine flask from his waist, poured the turbid wine into the river, and muttered something.
After a few breaths, when he saw that the water flow around the boat had not changed, he breathed a sigh of relief and whispered: "Sir, you don't know something. It is said that our big river is connected to the Qilian River upstream. It is the largest river in Yongguo, and there is a water god in it.
My lord's."
"We are here, there are also grandpa, grandma, but we are lucky, we are lucky, the incense of the Taoist Museum you want to go to, rumors are also different. Therefore, the masters and grandma in the river are good.
Big taboos, basically it's okay. "
"But in the riverside, people are human, let's be careful, do you say right?"
Luo Guan felt that at the depths of the river at this moment, there was a behemoth.
He smiled, "The boatman is right, it's out of words."
"It's okay. At first glance, Mr. is a noble person. He doesn't understand the survival of our lower levels, and the older understands it." The old boatman said with a smile, and the two said for a while.
There is a bit of sadness.
Luo Guan asked him about his history. The old boatman shook his head. He only said that since his ancestor, this song spread between the fisheries of the river in the river, and everyone would sing a few words, but who did it clearly.
"Sir, you see that the sky changes this day. I still have a clothing. If you don't have to abandon it?" The old boatman looked up at the sky. At this moment, the rain has fallen.
Luo Guan is good, "Well, thank you, thank you."
In the cock, I found that there was a fishing rod in the cabin. After the consent of the boatman, Luo Guan moved a Maza to sit on the bow and dumped it, and the fish line fell into the river.
"Sir, the boat is walking, it is difficult for you to catch the fish like this."
"It's okay, Hanjiang is alone, so he only treats the sentiment."
"Sir is really an elegant person."
"Haha, the vassal is elegant."
And when the Guanyuan boat was fishing, there was a large boat on the dock behind him.
On the deck, a group of brocade cloak young people, rubbing their hands, "This day, it looks like it is going to rain, it's really cold!"
"Let's go, Grandpa ordered, stopped for a while, hurried down, and stayed on the boat for half a month. I'm so tired."
"Go away!"
A group of people talked about and smiled, under the slave, and walked towards the dock.