Lu Zheng tasted the old wine known as the best in Yizhou. It was indeed clearer, purer and more fragrant. Although the alcohol content was not enough, it tasted really good, which showed that there was still good wine in Da Jing Dynasty.
After drinking and eating, Lu Zheng and Duan Changzai walked slowly out of the restaurant. Duan Changzai asked with a smile, "I'll take you around the city and bring some gifts to your two confidants."
Duan Changzai knew Shen Ying, and he was responsible for the Peach Blossom Temple incident. This time, there was a female doctor neighbor who had good deeds. Judging from the description in Lu Zheng's words, it must have been in his bowl.
vegetable.
Lu Zheng, "..."
Okay, you are right, so Lu Zheng nodded, "Then I'll trouble Brother Duan."
"You're welcome, you found and killed the wizard, but it saved us a lot of effort. We in Yizhou should take the lead in this matter, and Baiyun Temple should also be rewarded. Today you are a guest of Zhenyi Division, so why bother?
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Duan Chang pointed at the front, "Li Ji Cloth Factory has its own dyeing shop and female workers. The fabrics produced are delicate and have exquisite patterns and embroidery. You can pull a few pieces and take them home."
"Okay." Lu Zheng nodded in agreement.
The two of them walked into Li Ji Cloth Factory. The cloth shop occupies a large area and the business is booming. Many small cloth merchants from all over the country come to purchase goods.
Lu Zheng looked around while waiting, and found that the cloth shop produced brocade, yarn, silk, satin, etc., and the quality was better than those in Tonglin County. So when a waiter came to greet him, Lu Zheng waved his hand and handed over all kinds of silk.
A total of five pieces of cloth were torn and sent to the inn.
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After walking out of Bufang, Duan Changzai led Lu Zheng to continue walking eastward. However, after taking just two steps, he saw an old monk walking slowly among the crowd. When he met passers-by, he folded his hands and saluted, asking for alms and alms.
Ten steps later, Lu Zheng faced the old monk directly.
"Amitabha!" As the Buddha shouted, the old monk stopped and rushed to Lu Zheng and Duan Changzai, lowering his eyebrows and bowing his head, joining his hands in salute, "The old monk would like to ask for a copper coin, cast a golden body of the Buddha, pray for the benefactor, and wish the benefactor good health in this life.
Be in peace and joy, and go to the bliss of the West in the next life."
Lu Zheng took a closer look at the old monk and saw that he was wearing a worn gray monk's robe with a few patches on top and bottom. He was thin and had a withered face, white eyebrows drooped and his face covered with weather.
However, his straight body, clear eyes, and clear speech indicate that... although he is old, he is not yet senile.
Duan Changzai took out a copper coin from his waist and saw the edges of the old monk's hands coming together and stretching forward like a bowl. Then he put the copper coin in the old monk's hand.
Hearing what the old monk said, he saw that Duan Changzai only gave him one copper coin. Lu Zheng's eyes flashed, and he took out a copper coin from his wallet and prepared to hand it to the old monk.
However, the old monk did not accept it. Instead, he put the copper coins given by Duan Changzai into his sleeve, put his hands together and saluted, "Amitabha, I am so grateful."
Then he reached out again and took the copper coin from Lu Zheng, "Amitabha, thank you so much."
After finishing speaking, the old monk stepped aside to let the two of them pass, and continued walking slowly. When he saw people, he put his hands together and saluted, "Amitabha! The old monk would like to ask for a copper coin to cast the golden body of the Buddha..."
Lu Zheng looked back at the old monk, followed Duan Changzai and continued to move forward. After walking a few steps, he couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Brother Duan, does he know the details of the old monk?"
Duan Changzai shook his head and gave some advice, "It's okay to be curious, just ask around. It's not a good intention to explore other people's details when you have nothing to do."
Lu Zheng turned his eyes and nodded to accept the instruction.
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"It's a magic trick! It's a magic trick!"
"Rice turns into white out of thin air! Rice turns into white out of thin air. Dear readers, please pass by and take a look!"
Lu Zheng passed by and saw a middle-aged man sitting on the ground with a straw mat in front of him and a wooden bucket, a wooden plate and a pottery bowl at his hand.
First, the middle-aged man showed the barrel in his hand, which only had the sides but no bottom. Then he placed the barrel on the mat and covered it with his hands. At the same time, he held a pottery bowl in his other hand and reached into the barrel.
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After ladling out, he took out the pottery bowl and found a thick bowl of white rice in the pottery bowl.
"Okay-" Cheers started.
The middle-aged man smiled, poured a bowl of rice into the wooden plate, then reached into the wooden bucket and scooped out a bowl of rice.
After going back and forth like this, after a while, there was a big pile of rice piled in the wooden tray. There was so much rice that I was afraid that the wooden barrel wouldn't fit in it.
After the wooden tray was filled, the middle-aged man picked up the barrel again and displayed it from side to side. It was still the barrel with only an edge and no bottom.
"Cai——" The applause was thunderous.
The next moment, the middle-aged man put down the barrel and poured all the white rice in the wooden tray back into the barrel. Finally, the wooden tray was empty. The middle-aged man raised the barrel again, and it was still the bottomless barrel.
"What a trick!"
"Thank you for your support! Thank you very much!"
The middle-aged man stood up, walked slowly around the crowd with a wooden plate in hand, and asked for a favor.
For a moment, someone left, someone took out money, and scattered copper coins jingled into the wooden tray.
Turning to Lu Zheng's side, Lu Zheng took out ten copper coins from his wallet and gently threw them into the wooden plate, "Wonderful, watch and enjoy!"
"Thank you for the reward!" He glanced at Lu Zheng, and the middle-aged man sang loudly with a smile on his face.
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When they came to a bookstore, Lu Zheng became interested and went in with Duan Chang to go shopping. "I wonder if there are more books in Yizhou Prefecture than in Tonglin County?"
"More is definitely more, but it's probably useless." Duan Changzai shook his head and said.
Lu Zheng looked around and found that although this was indeed the case, he still bought a few story books that were not available in Tonglin County as gifts from Liu Qingyan.
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Along the way, Lu Zheng bought some snacks, preserved fruits, bamboo and wood toys, and finally stopped at a music store.
"Brother Lu can also play the piano?" Duan Changzai was quite surprised.
"I understand a little bit." Lu Zheng smiled and nodded, then walked into the piano store.
Duan Changzai clasped his chin, and was very surprised in his heart. Xindao Lu Zheng was not only good at Taoism and martial arts, but also had great literary talent. Now he seems to be proficient in music theory?
At such a young age, I know how to order everything. Isn’t it the case that some powerful person reincarnated his soul after his body died, and then re-established himself in another life?
"This young master, is he playing piano?"
Seeing that Lu Zheng was wearing a long robe, elegant and dignified, and accompanied by a strong man, who was obviously of extraordinary status, the shopkeeper of the piano store hurriedly came to greet him and received him personally.
"Do you have a good piano?" Lu Zheng asked.
"Yes, yes, please take a look!" The shopkeeper led Lu Zheng to the side of the store. There were more than a dozen lyres of different styles placed on the wooden shelves.
"Look, the shop specializes in lyres. The people who have made the lyres are all old masters with decades of experience. This Fengwei Qin is made from Fengqi wood in Fenghuang Mountain in Yaozhou. It has a passionate sound. This fallen leaf Qin is made from Yangzhou Baizhang.
Made of pine, the sound of the piano is far-reaching, and this one..."
He was eloquent and eloquent, and in the blink of an eye, six or seven types of pianos were introduced. Lu Zheng listened with a confused look on his face.
but……
"Is the piano good? You'll know if you try it. Can I get started?" Lu Zheng asked.
"Of course you can!" The shopkeeper saw Lu Zheng looking at the Fengwei Qin, so he carefully moved the Fengwei Qin from the stand and placed it on the low table on the side, which was specially used for testing the piano.