Compared to the simplicity outside, the decoration here is obviously much more luxurious.
The floor is covered with carpets and the sofas are all imported genuine leather.
There is a wine cabinet and a coffee table next to it.
There are cleaned fruits on the table.
"Master Taoist, please sit down!"
Xu Junming was not polite and sat down.
"Squeak!"
With the sound of the door opening, Xun Lin, who had left before, opened the door and walked in. Along with him, there was an elegant-looking middle-aged man in a black suit.
"That's the Taoist priest." Xun Lin pointed at Xu Junming.
The middle-aged man looked at the young Taoist in front of him who was slovenly dressed but whose exposed hands, feet and face were neat and clean, exuding an aura of dustiness. He took two steps forward and stretched out his right hand out of habit.
"I, Huang Yuanjia, am the manager of the Tanzhou branch of Shenglong Bank. I have met the Taoist priest!"
After shaking hands with the other party as the Romans do, Xu Junming looked at the other party's eyebrows and then smiled.
"The poor Taoist Xu Junming has met layman Huang!"
"Please sit down!"
After both parties sit down.
"Can the Taoist Master take out the banknote and give me the money to take a look at?"
"nature!"
Take out the banknote and hand it over.
Huang Yuanjia took a first look at the change, took out a magnifying glass from his pocket, carefully compared the seal and the number, and nodded after feeling at a loss.
"These banknotes are indeed issued by this account...Do you want Director Xu to withdraw them all?"
"good!"
He nodded understandingly.
"The amount of silver taken by the Taoist Master is huge. It will take us Shenglong three days to collect it. I hope the Taoist Master can understand!"
In this era when two or three taels of silver can meet the monthly needs of a family of five, ten thousand taels of silver is indeed not a small amount.
"Then I'll come back in three days."
"Thank you, Director Xu, for your understanding. Please take back these banknotes, Director Xu!"
After taking it back and putting it into the bag, Xu Junming stood up.
"Has anything strange happened to Jushi Huang's family recently?"
Huang Yuanjia frowned.
"My family is in good health, but I don't know what my long fingers are?"
He is a returnee from overseas and has never believed in Buddhism, Taoism or gods.
"Since there is nothing to do, there is no need to say more... I will come back in three days and say goodbye!"
After saying that, he waved his green bamboo stick and without waiting for Huang Yuanjia to say anything, he strode open the door and left.
Looking at the tall figure in front of him, Huang Yuanjia was a little dazed. In his impression, those Taoist priests who cheated him out of food and drink were not going to teach him about the five elements of yin and yang, and then said that he was destined to commit Tai Sui and offered him hundreds of taels of silver.
To help him resolve his troubles, do you use the words "Bala, Bala"?!
Shaked his head.
"Perhaps he is planning to take the bait of Jiang Taigong's fishermen."
…
After exiting the bank, Xu Junming walked forward no more than ten meters, looked up and walked into a tailor shop.
A few days ago, when I was driving away corpses, I traveled across mountains and rivers, often sleeping rough in the old forests of Shenshang, and the few Taoist robes I brought with me turned into beggar's clothes.
Although monks don't care about clothing, it is still necessary to be clean and tidy at least.
He took a tael of silver from the bag and ordered five blue robes and five pairs of boots according to his own size. After agreeing to pick them up in three days, Xu Junming walked out.
Just when he was hesitating whether to find a ruined temple to live in or go to an inn, his heart moved slightly, and a small hand "secretly poked" into the deerskin bag he had placed on the surface.
The speed is quite fast.
"Snapped…!"
Turning around like lightning, he grabbed the small claws stretched out to his waist.
He looked at a boy of about eleven or twelve years old who looked horrified and was wearing old clothes with lots of patches.
"Little guy, you don't learn well at a young age, and you actually steal things from others."
"I didn't steal anything from you, let go!"
"Didn't steal anything? You almost put your hand into my bag. You said you didn't steal anything?"
The boy pulled hard, but the Taoist priest's hands were like iron hooks, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free.
In desperation, I could only use my quick wit. I rolled my eyes and had an idea.
"I wanted to stop you just now. But I'm not as tall as you. When I reached out to take a photo, I could only reach your waist!"
"What a cunning little guy. We don't know each other. What did you ask me to do?"
"It sounds like you have a foreign accent and are carrying a big bag. You must not have found a place to stay. Why don't you go to my house? It's five bucks a day and it's much cheaper than an inn."
"Are you a local?" Xu Junming let go of his hand.
He quickly took it back and looked at his wrist. Although it hurt a little, there were no traces of bruises.
"Well, my family lives in the south of the city!"
"Take me there. If I'm satisfied, I'll do as you say, five bucks a day."
Five eldest sons are five copper coins.
The boy looked happy. Although he didn't steal any money, it was good to get a business deal.
"Follow me, right in front!"
Xu Junming nodded and followed.
He didn't like the noise of the inn, and if he could find a quiet house to live in, even if it was shabby, he wouldn't care.
"May I have your name?"
Xu Junming asked as he walked.
"My nickname is Ma Changshan, and people I know call me Maotou!"
"Maotou?"
"They said I had too much hair on my head, like a braised egg with hair, so they called me Mao Dan. I thought Mao Dan didn't sound good, so I forced them to call me Mao Tou, and gradually the name became popular."
The people Mao Tou mentioned were naturally his friends in the neighborhood. Xu Junming also experienced this when he was a child.
"Taoist Priest, what's your name?"
"My surname is Xu, please call me Daochang Xu!"
After patting the hairy head, Xu Junming smiled.
Mao Tou nodded, looking at the young Taoist with a gentle attitude that made people feel close and trustworthy, he suddenly felt a sense of shame in his heart. After gritting his teeth, he suddenly said in a low tone.
"I'm sorry, Director Xu, I did intend to steal your things just now! However, I did it only as a last resort."
"Who in your family is sick?"
"How do you know?" Mao Tou asked in shock.
Xu Junming smiled, and he had already mastered the "Taiyi Bagua". Although he was still unable to do such a difficult thing as calculating the secrets of heaven, he could still make some calculations based on simple numerology.
"I'm a Taoist priest. Things like fortune telling are my specialty!"
"Then can you see how I can get rich?"
Xu Junming's smile froze.
Are all children in the twentieth century already so ‘simple’?
‘Pah’, slapped Mao Tou on the back of his head.
"When I was young, I didn't want to think about studying and learning skills. I only thought about pie-in-the-sky things."
Mao Tou curled his lips, rubbed the back of his head with a grin on his face, and muttered as he walked.
"Looking at the way you are dressed, I know it's impossible!"
"Brat, what did you say?"
"Hey, Taoist Priest. I said you are so handsome. If the sister from Chunfang Tower sees you, she will pay you ten taels of silver and she will be willing to sleep with you."