"I..." Putting the customer first, I would not give her an arithmetic lesson for the rest of my life, so I could only nod and say: "Maybe I made a mistake."
The girl then lowered her guard and said proudly: "I'm pretty good at arithmetic, you can't fool me."
As she spoke, she picked out a copper coin of poor quality from her purse and handed it to Yu Sheng. Then she stood up and waved her hand: "Thank you, shopkeeper. I'll come back tomorrow."
Yu Sheng sent her out and saw her disappearing to the east of the street.
This girl must not be from the town. Could it be that she came all the way from Yangzhou just to have a taste of green vegetables?
Thinking of this for the rest of my life, I couldn't help but feel a little proud.
The Heavenly Master stuck his head out and suddenly said: "She has a demonic aura about her."
Yu Sheng was frightened by him. After hearing this, he turned around and asked him: "What kind of evil spirit?"
The Heavenly Master shook his head, "In short, he is not a human being."
For the rest of his life, he complained repeatedly about why the Heavenly Master didn't tell him earlier, what would happen if he was eaten by a monster.
The Heavenly Master smiled and said: "Don't worry, if she really has any ill intentions, how could she dare to enter through the main entrance of the inn? Don't forget the sword pouch."
Yu Sheng looked back at the sword bag on the archway and said in surprise: "Can it also tell the difference between good and evil in monsters?"
"Of course you can. The evil spirit of evil spirits cannot be blocked."
They chatted for a while, and after lunch, Yu Sheng carried two baskets of steamed buns to the shrine to pay homage. This time he did not meet the God of Agriculture.
In the afternoon, Yu Sheng went to the old carpenter Uncle Shi's house to help. He returned to the inn after dark. The tables and chairs were almost ready, and they were just waiting to be brought by bullock cart tomorrow.
I wanted to have something simple for dinner, but Li Zheng came over and asked for two more soup dumplings.
Also coming with him were little kids like Baozi, who clamored to eat Baozi and had to work hard for the rest of their lives.
"Master Liu has a good appetite now, but his energy and energy are a little off." Li Zheng was taking away the soup dumplings and said, "Xiao Yu'er, if anyone gets sick and loses appetite in the future, it's up to you."
When he walked out of the inn, Li Zheng couldn't help but sigh, "Why did this kid suddenly become enlightened? Could it be his mother..."
After sending Baozi and the others away, Yu Sheng scrubbed the table and washed the dishes. After a busy meal, he was so tired that he couldn't even straighten his back.
"How about finding a handyman?" Yu Sheng thought while sitting behind the counter, but was quickly rejected by him.
There aren't many customers in the inn, so it's not cost-effective to find a busboy.
It's late at night, and there's a lot of frog noises in the rice fields.
Yu Sheng was sitting on the counter, chatting with the female ghost pulled out of the oil-paper umbrella, when the God of Agriculture walked in.
The female ghost is an infatuated species named Nuancao.
She and her husband had been married for less than two years when they were inseparable when they suddenly fell seriously ill and died.
They were a very loving couple, and they did not want to leave their husband after Nuancao died. They returned to her husband's bedside every night and slept with him peacefully.
The husband did not make any public announcements, and the two of them lived a normal life as a couple as before.
It's just that the husband and mother saw that their son was getting worse and worse, and often muttered to themselves in the room, thinking that he had something unclean on him.
The husband's mother anxiously invited Fat Wu Zhu, and then trapped the warm grass in an oil paper umbrella at night.
Now being caught out by Yu Sheng, Nuancao still wants to return to her husband, but Yu Sheng persuades her to go to reincarnation.
Seeing the God of Agriculture come in, Yu Sheng hurriedly placed wine and chopsticks for him.
"I was looking for you. I wasn't here when I looked for you during the day," Yu Sheng said.
"I slept in the statue during the day." The God of Agriculture asked after drinking a glass of wine, "What do you want from me?"
Yu Sheng pointed to the backyard, "I want to plant a piece of green vegetables, please give me some advice."
"No problem, I'll come over tomorrow afternoon." Goddess of Agriculture nodded and said.
He pointed to Nuancao sitting next to Yu Sheng, "She is..."
Nuancao stood up and made an introduction.
After listening to Yu Sheng's explanation, the God of Agriculture also advised: "Girl, this is your fault. People and ghosts have different paths. If you return to your husband, you will kill him sooner or later."
Nuancao said happily: "Then we can be together forever?"
I want to laugh for the rest of my life, this girl’s brain circuit is really special.
"You are too selfish." The God of Agriculture couldn't help frowning.
"Love is inherently selfish." Nuancao said plausibly, "If two people love each other, they should stay together."
The God of Agriculture said: "He is not only a husband, but also a son. It is also his responsibility to be filial. If you let him die, you are letting him be unfilial."
Nuancao was puzzled, "After death, as long as you practice your ghost power diligently, you can still be filial to your parents."
"It's a joke. If ghost power was easy to cultivate, wouldn't there be ghosts everywhere?"
Nuancao said proudly: "How can you know if you don't work hard? I have given up reincarnation for him, and he should also give up and work hard."
Yu Sheng couldn't help but interjected: "You must have read too many Aunt Qiong Yao's novels."
Nuancao was puzzled, "Who is Aunt Qiongyao? Is she as infatuated as me?"
"Yes." Yu Sheng picked up the story and told it in a sarcastic tone.
Unexpectedly, Aunt Qiong Yao's story of "the one who loves is supreme" immediately resonated with Nuancao. She clapped her hands and said, "Yes, yes, true love is invincible."
She pushed Yu Sheng excitedly, "Tell me more, tell me more."
"Talk about you, you are really worthy of your initials." Seeing that she was hopeless, Yu Sheng put her into an oil-paper umbrella.
Ergenzi is indeed much quieter.
Yu Sheng took out the vegetable seeds and asked the God of Agriculture to look at them, "These are the vegetable seeds from Zhaoyao Mountain."
The god of agriculture was startled and carefully opened the wrapping paper to check, "How did you get such a thing?"
Zhaoyao Mountain is located on the West Sea, while Yangzhou City is on the coast of the East China Sea.
The distance between the two places is unknown, and ordinary people would never be able to reach them in their lifetime.
"Well, a painting fairy who passed by recently gave it to me." Yu Sheng quickly found an excuse.
"It's a pity, it's a pity." After measuring the seeds for a long time, the God of Agriculture shook his head and sighed.
"What's the pity?" Yu Sheng was puzzled, thinking that the seeds given by the system couldn't be fake.
The God of Agriculture sighed: "There is a plant called Zhuyu on Zhaoyao Mountain. It can satisfy hunger even better than rice."
He pointed to the green vegetable seeds, "If they are Zhuyu seeds, they can fill the town's rice fields and feed four or five people in the town."
Yu Sheng said: "Then when I meet the Painting Immortal next time, I will ask him if he has Zhu Yu's seeds."
The God of Agriculture smiled and said: "I just said it casually, I wish you a rare seed, and I hope you will be able to survive in times of trouble."
They chatted for a while, and after finishing the jar of wine, the god of agriculture stood up and left.
Yu Sheng packed up the wine jar and put it on the wine rack, only to realize that there was no more wine in the inn.
This is a big problem.
Passers-by must order wine when entering an inn. Even in the town, there are many people drinking. If there is no wine in the inn, people will laugh at you.
It can only be exchanged in the system. Fortunately, Yu Sheng saved a lot of merit points last night and tonight, so I should be able to deal with it.
Yu Sheng came out of the system panel, clicked on the wine column, and searched for the cheapest wine. His eyes suddenly became clear.
He hurriedly rubbed his eyes to make sure that he had read it correctly: Chenmu wine was clearly listed, with the price and even twenty merit points marked below.
When something goes wrong, there must be a monster!
For the rest of my life, I called out to the system in my mind: "System, system, system, your uncle."
System: Why are you calling me uncle?
Yu Sheng responded to him in his mind, "Let your uncle die."
System: Then I'll die.
"Hey, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, why is it that this wine only has 20 merit points?" It's so cheap."
System: 10 points processing fee, 10 points profit, the price of this system is fair, and no one can bully anyone.