Sitting on the steps with Cao'er, enjoying the sweetness and coolness of ice cubes, spending the years quietly together.
When such a happy moment was interrupted, it was natural for the young monk to break the rule of not being angry or angry.
He is not a person who has no integrity because of money. The young monk stood up and asked loudly: "Why do you steal my ice!"
"It's not like I won't give you money, get out of the way, get out of the way." The little fat man asked the slave behind to pay, then he pushed the little monk away and walked towards the inn with the bowl in hand.
Although the little fat man was small, he was very strong. The little monk was caught off guard and fell backwards. He tripped on the steps and fell backwards.
If Cao'er hadn't stretched out his hand to stop him in time, the little monk would have fallen to his knees.
Seeing the little monk being bullied, Cao'er became unhappy.
She stood up and put her hands on her hips and said, "Boy, stop with me. I haven't even asked you to settle the score for robbing me. How dare you hit someone?"
"Children are ignorant, what do girls care about?" The man who got off the bamboo sedan touched the sword in his hand and said to Cao'er in an understatement.
He looked up at the plaque of the inn, muttered "There is a demonic inn" and walked towards the inn.
Cao'er is not convinced, what's wrong with the child? The child can just push people and grab things?
"Hey, you..." Just as she was about to call the man to stop, the middle-aged lady who came down next to her handed over a bunch of money, "Children are not sensible, and adults are not sensible either?"
"This, I..." Cao'er swallowed. Don't tell me, she was really moved.
Although Cao'er hangs pots to help the world all day long, in this town, the villagers don't have much money, and the medical expenses for the rest of his life are still included in food and accommodation.
This resulted in her never being rich, so she still borrowed money from Aunt Qing when she went to the city to buy things.
She counted it with her eyes and found that there were about two copper coins. She immediately beamed and her eyes turned into stars, "I am an adult and don't remember the faults of villains. I forgive you."
The old lady raised her brows and took the money back, "What are you talking about? Who is the villain?"
Cao'er's arm that was reaching out to get it stiffened, and she asked, "Didn't you tell me not to care about the child? I'm no longer a villain now, so we have to have a good talk."
"This villain is not that villain." The old lady corrected Cao'er unhappily and threw the money to Cao'er like a charity.
"They are all villains, what's the difference?"
Cao'er didn't behave well even after receiving the money. When he saw the old lady reaching out to snatch it back, he quickly added: "Of course, your little guy is different."
As for the different methods, there is no need to explain. Anyway, Cao'er has walked in the wilderness, all the way from Shennong City in the Central Plains to Yangzhou City, and has never seen such an uncultured person.
After seeing the money that the old lady casually threw to Cao'er, Yu Sheng had an idea and knew that the money he received was definitely not short of money.
"Come, come, sir, please come inside." Yu Sheng hurriedly went up to greet him personally.
The little fat man who leads the way is the most particular about food. He was in the scorching sun on the way here and has been in no mood to eat. Now that he is in the store, he naturally wants to eat well.
Before the two adults behind him could say anything, the little fat man was already holding the ice cubes and shouted: "Boy, you can put up the signboard of your store, there is no shortage of money."
"You're really not short of money?" Yu Sheng confirmed, "Aren't you talking big words?"
"What big talk is there?" The man holding the long sword seemed to be greatly insulted and glared at Yu Sheng unhappily.
"Yes, blame me for talking nonsense." Yu Sheng smiled and led the little fat man and his parents behind him to sit down, leaving Cao'er counting the coins at the door.
She smiled brightly and said: "Yes, yes, a bowl of ice cubes was exchanged for two coins."
When the old monk left, he didn't leave anything for the young monk. He also needed money, so he said weakly to the side: "That bowl of ice cubes is mine..."
Cao'er glared at him and said, "What difference do we have between us? What's yours is mine."
"Oh", the little monk smiled happily, stared at the money and said: "Money..."
Cao'er pushed the bowl of ice cubes into the little monk's arms, "What's mine is still mine." After that, he went to count the money.
Ye Zigao, who was going to lead a horse for a guest, happened to pass by. Hearing this, he patted the young monk on the shoulder and said, "I never thought that one day I would become a fallen person in the world with the same monk."
When the young monk was confused, Ye Zigao said again: "But compared to me and the shopkeeper, your guy doesn't know how to count, so he just cheated the money."
Cao'er, who was counting money, became unhappy when he heard this, "You don't know how to count. Your whole family doesn't know how to count."
Ye Zigao, who was walking down the steps, signaled the slave to drive the carriage to the backyard. He turned around and said, "If you are still not convinced, let me ask you. Based on the money you have now, I will give you three guan, and then six guan, and then you
Give me thirteen strings, who of us will pay and who will gain?"
"This..." Cao'er picked up his fingers and counted three on his left hand. He wanted to count six on his right hand, but there were only five. "One pass, two passes..."
She was confused by counting on her fingers. Seeing Ye Zigao looking at her teasingly, Cao'er raised her head and said without hesitation: "You must have made money."
"Why?"
"A person who loves money like you will suffer a loss? You must have wanted more from me." Cao'er said with great certainty.
The young monk nodded in agreement. Although the arithmetic was wrong, the idea was still correct.
"Then how much should you pay me back to be fair?" Ye Zigao continued to ask.
"Twelve, no, eleven consistent." Cao'er clapped his fingers and said firmly.
Ye Zigao raised an eyebrow at the young monk, turned around and helped the slave lead the martial artist's horse to the backyard.
Here Cao'er whispered to the young monk: "Isn't it too greedy to only pay him back ten guan of money?"
"It's a bit." Liu Liu, who had been listening for a long time, nodded to Cao'er.
The little monk couldn't listen anymore and turned to ask for ice cubes from the villagers. "Your arithmetic is too complicated. I have to use ice cubes to cool my brain."
After Yu Sheng led the three of them to sit down, the man glanced at the inn and said: "Bring a jar of the best wine in your inn to dispel the heat, and then bring out the food that can be eaten now."
"Sir, don't worry, I'll be here right away." Yu Sheng said with a smile: "However, although your honor is not short of money, we still have to make our words clear."
He pointed around and said, "The folks are all here. I can't let you say I'm a profiteer."
"Bang bang, bang bang", the little fat man chewed ice cubes, "Hurry up, I want meat, I want meat."
The middle-aged lady said impatiently: "If you have anything to say, please tell me quickly, so as not to starve my little baby."
"Soon." Yu Sheng smiled, and Aunt Qing looked at him like the black cat and the police chief saw the salted fish.
"The best wine in the inn is worth a lot of money. Shaoxing 1983, 80 Guan. Because we are lucky enough to meet each other, I will give you a 50% discount." Yu Sheng said with a smile.
The man put an ice cube in his son's bowl into his mouth and chewed it. After listening to Yu Sheng's words, he raised his brows and said to his wife with a smile: "A small shop is a small shop. What do I think? We used to drink forty pounds of wine."
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Yu Sheng put a small wine glass on the table and smiled slightly: "I'm talking about forty guan a cup."
"Ahem!" The man choked on the ice and coughed rapidly. The old lady next to him hurriedly patted his back to soothe him.
The little fat man didn't know that his father was frightened. He raised his hand and said, "It's only forty guan a cup. Hurry up, hurry up, there's no shortage of money."
"Okay, one cup is as good as Shaoxing 1983." Yu Sheng shouted to the back, and when he saw the rich black girl, he went to get it.
"I..." The coughing man saw that the person had already gone and blew out the money, so he had no choice but to admit it, so he called out "I" and put down his hand.
I will never forget the compliment for the rest of my life: "My guest, you are really discerning. Now in the entire Eastern Wilderness, no, in the entire Great Wilderness, our inn is the only one with this Shaoxing 1983."
"This wine is not much in stock. There are only a hundred jars. It was brewed by the son of King Donghuang during the ten years of cold and hot weather. He carefully selected the best grains and worked hard to brew it. Drink one cup to relieve the heat, two cups to relieve sorrow, and three cups to ecstasy. Congratulations.
You will become a member of this hundred races, you are really blessed."
The son of the King of Donghuang appeared in Donghuang, and he was a cook. The man knew this news, but he was doubtful about the wine brewed by the son of the King of Donghuang in Yu Sheng.
After finally waiting for Yu Sheng to stop, the man said: "I'm telling you, if it doesn't taste good..."
"Don't worry, it's absolutely delicious. If it's not delicious, the daughter of King Donghuang will come and see you." Yu Sheng said with certainty.
Yu Shiyu, who was listening attentively, turned around and asked Aunt Qing, "Daughter?"
"It's definitely not you, don't worry." Aunt Qing said to Yu Shiyu with a secret smile.
"Pa", at this moment Yu Sheng's palms were in a row, "By the way, you can eat as soon as it is served on the table?"
Yu Sheng asked, but the man couldn't answer. He clapped his hands and said, "Then you are really here. Our inn cooked a pot of porridge this morning."
"This porridge is no ordinary porridge, as you can tell by its name. I am the only porridge in the world. It definitely fits the status of these wealthy guests."
"And this porridge definitely lives up to its name. It is made with precious ingredients such as grains from Miyako, peach kernels, almonds, jujube paste, and honey from bee demons. It has been cooked for ninety-nine and eighty-one days. It can delay aging and prolong life.
, the effect of maintaining youth forever and rejuvenating youth." Yu Sheng stared at the half-old lady and said.
Duguang Wilderness, in the legend of the Southern Wilderness, is the center of the Great Wilderness. Hundreds of grains grow naturally there and can be sown in spring, summer and autumn. The grains that grow are white and slippery, like grease. Moreover, Duguang Wilderness is also beautiful.
There is a kind of tree growing. This tree is extremely tall. It is said that the top of the tree reaches straight to the sky and the other side of the world.
Not to mention, after hearing Yu Sheng's boast, this half-aged lady was really moved, "Is it really so magical?"
"Of course, this porridge contains spiritual power. If it doesn't come out when you want it, I will refund half of the money." Yu Sheng vowed.
"Okay, let's have a bowl." The old lady slapped the table and decided. The name sounded domineering, and she wanted to see if this porridge was worthy of its name.
"Okay, a bowl of Bahuang Liuhe Weizunzunzun porridge will be served quickly." Yu Sheng greeted the kitchen.
"Ahem", the man was choked again, but he still managed to hold on and said: "How many, how many, fifty strings?"
"Sir, I know you are not short of money, but I can't feel guilty. Don't worry, I will give you a low price for a bowl. Usually, a bowl is a hundred dollars."
"It, why is it worth, worth..."
The man wanted to ask, but was interrupted by Yu Sheng again, "My porridge is so good. A one-dollar martial artist spent a lot of money to drink ten bowls of porridge. He immediately changed from a one-dollar demon-catching celestial master to a three-dollar copper coin around his neck."
Haven’t had time to change it yet?”
Yu Sheng said, turning around to look for someone, "Xinghao, where is Bai Gaoxing? Let him come out to meet the guests."
"Shopkeeper, I'm glad that I went to the Demon City early in the morning to find chisels to eliminate harm for the people." Ye Zigao, who came in from the backyard, said with understanding.
"Look, look, now you dare to pick a chisel." Yu Sheng waved his hand exaggeratedly, took the wine jar handed by the black girl and poured a glass for the man.