Zhang Yu frowned, and after a long time he said to the old man: "I want it all. How much does it cost."
The old man smiled again, revealing his toothless mouth: "Take all the ten taels of silver."
Zhang Yu was about to take out the money.
Zhu Bai quietly held his hand and said to the old man: "Three taels."
Zhang Yu and Mao Xiang glanced at him: That's too cruel. Aren't you afraid of being beaten when you bargain like this?
The old man gritted his teeth: "Six taels."
Zhu Bai: "Four taels. No more will be needed. My uncle is a pauper and only has four taels of silver in his pocket."
The old man waved his hand: "Forget it, just take it."
Zhang Yu and Mao Xiang's eyes widened in surprise: Damn it, something that can be sold for four taels, you just had the nerve to ask for ten taels? !
Zhu Bai picked up the basket and put it in front of Zhang Yu: "Uncle, give me the money! My aunt is still waiting for you at home!"
Mao Xiang burst out laughing.
Zhang Yu's face became redder and redder than pig liver.
Fugui snickered, took out his money bag from his arms, picked up a four-tael silver ingot, handed it to the old man, and put the money bag back on his chest as usual.
The old man stared at Fugui's chest: "You guys obviously have a lot of money, why bother to bargain with me, an old man?"
Zhang Yu said: "This thing of yours is only worth four taels, so just sell it for four taels honestly. It has nothing to do with whether we have money or not."
The old man could only say: "Uncle, although you are young and powerful, this thing can only create Cynomorium, not Yang. One drop of essence and ten drops of blood. Use it sparingly."
Zhang Yuweng said in a loud voice: "I know, you old man is too verbose."
Turning around, I saw Zhu Bai running to another stall.
Fugui followed Zhu Bai every step of the way.
Someone came straight towards Fugui and bumped into him.
Fugui originally thought that he could bear it and forget it because he was unfamiliar with the place, but when he touched his arms, the money bag disappeared.
Damn it, this thief is too courageous. This is not stealing, this is just blatant robbery.
He saw the man in front of him and gritted his teeth to catch up, but Zhu Bai held him back.
Fugui was anxious, thinking that Zhu Bai didn't know that he had been stolen, so he pointed over there: "He..."
Zhu Bai grinned: "I saw it. Have you forgotten what Huo Erniang said?"
Fugui was stunned and murmured: "Don't chase it if it's stolen, just go back."
Zhu Bai nodded: "Just go back directly."
Zhang Yu hurriedly said to Fugui: "Yes, go back."
If it were in the past, Zhu Bai would have definitely chased that person and grabbed the money back, and would have given him a good beating. He might even have wanted all the money he had robbed before.
Has the King of Hell changed the Bodhisattva's heart and temper today?
No matter what Zhu Bai thinks, as long as he doesn't cause trouble, he will be fine.
Zhu Bai seemed quite happy that his wealth was stolen, and went straight back to the inn.
Zhang Yu just asked someone to send back the large basket of Cynomorium cynomorium first.
Now the people in the inn know that a guest bought a large basket of Cynomorium cynomorium for his own use.
When Zhang Yu entered, everyone turned to look at him.
Zhang Yu felt that the atmosphere was strange.
Huo Erniang said meaningfully: "Although this food is good, you should take it slowly. It is medicine that is three parts poison."
Everyone turned around and snickered.
Zhang Yu now knew the reason why everyone was looking at him. His face was hot with embarrassment and he pursed his lips: "Zhu Bai, this unlucky boy, now I can't wash it off even if I jump into the Yellow River."
Zhu Bai spread his hands towards Huo Erniang: "We were stolen."
Huo Erniang asked: "What does the person who steals from you look like? Have you seen it clearly?"
Fugui described the man with gestures and words.
Huo Erniang asked: "How much money was stolen?"
Wealth: "About ten taels of broken silver."
Huo Erniang said: "Hey, there's quite a lot. Then I'll take you to find it."
Zhu Bai grinned: "Okay, let's go find it."
Zhang Yu and others realized that Zhu Bai was waiting for someone to steal from them, and then went to find it.
But why?
Even if you get it back, it won't be half as much money.
Huo Erniang turned around and looked: "You don't have to go too many people, just two or three people."
Zhu Bai looked back at Zhang Yu: "Then please ask uncle to accompany us."
Huo Erniang took them through the streets and alleys, and finally stopped in front of a big house.
I don’t know which dynasty this house belongs to. It has gone through vicissitudes of life and been renovated repeatedly by different people, so it combines the styles of different eras and different nationalities.
It has the uniform symmetry of the Han Dynasty architecture and the magnificence of the Tang Dynasty. It has both the hangings from the Western Regions and the carved windows from the south of the Yangtze River.
Although it is complicated, it is not messy, but has a unique style.
A Shu embroidery screen in the hall is a pattern of "mountains and rivers thousands of miles away, the sun rising in the east".
A few people were sitting in the lobby drinking tea and chatting. The man sitting on the Grand Master's chair was only about thirty years old. He had red phoenix eyes and a sharp jaw, and he looked a bit like a fox.
His facial features are not necessarily outstanding, but his temperament is elegant and refined. He wears a long, straight green cloth dress and a square turban on his head. He has a certain air of a Confucian official.
Zhu Bai raised his eyebrows slightly: Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, the local emperor in this isolated city in the desert far away from the Ming Dynasty actually regarded himself as an official of the Ming Dynasty.
interesting……
I don’t know what is so special about this person that he can suppress powerful enemies and bandits from all directions.
The man raised his eyes and saw Huo Erniang coming in. He smiled, bowed and said, "How come Miss Huo Er is free to come to my place today? Could it be that there are not many guests today."
Huo Erniang sighed: "Well, Sir Judge, what else can happen? It's just a customer visiting the market and being taken over by the third child."
The man who was called the judge glanced at Zhang Yu, Fugui and Zhu Bai with his narrow eyes, and looked around Zhang Yu, Fugui and Zhu Bai with an inquiring gaze, and chuckled: "I don't know what kind of noble person is worthy of laboring for the second lady." "
Huo Erniang patted Fugui on the shoulder and said, "Hey, this kid likes me very much. I went to the market today and my pocket money was stolen. I can't bear it."
She never mentioned that Zhu Bai and the others were from the Ming Dynasty, and deliberately downplayed Zhu Bai's existence.
Zhu Bai couldn't help but secretly remind himself to be careful about this judge.
Huo Erniang was definitely not sure how the judge would act after knowing his identity, so she did this.
The judge smiled: "It's not a big deal, I just asked the third child to come back. The second lady and a few guests sat down to have a cup of tea and so on."
After he finished speaking, he glanced at the side hall behind the screen.
From the corner of his eye, Zhu Bai saw someone next to him and immediately went out.
Then someone brought in two chairs.
Huo Erniang sat on a chair.
Then there was only one left.
Zhu Bai sneered secretly: Hey, you, the judge, have quite a lot of tricks up your sleeve. There are only two chairs, just to see who has the highest status among the three of us.
As soon as I sat down, all the cover Huo Erniang had just done was in vain.
After all, the Ming Dynasty was very hierarchical. Since I wanted to conceal my identity, in order of seniority, Zhang Yu and the others must sit on this only chair.
But while I am standing, it is a death penalty for them to sit, even if they are outside.
