"This guest has really good eyesight," Xu Lingxi smiled brightly and blurted out a series of flattery, "Today is a grand event at Lingbao Temple. Why not buy some pears that you like and give them to the gods and Buddhas, so that you can have peace of mind?"
He looked pleasing to the eye, but his clothes were ragged, and his words were not that vulgar.
Wei Shiqing felt that the hawker in front of him was unusual. His family lived near Lingbao Temple, with several acres of thin farmland. He had been reading and literate since he was a child, married and had children, and everything went smoothly. However, he failed in the provincial examination. It would have been okay if it happened once or twice, but now His subordinate Lin'er has reached the age of going to school, but he is still a scholar.
Even so, Wei Shiqing did not intend to give up. His parents encouraged him and his wife supported him. He was tired from studying at home and persuaded him to come to Lingbao Temple to offer incense.
He comes every month on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month. When everything went well in the past, he felt that Lingbao Temple was very spiritual. Now that he has failed many times, he doesn't really believe it anymore.
So he sent his family to pay homage, leaving him to wait and wander at the foot of the mountain, where he saw such a different pear stall.
Xu Ling didn't know this. He saw that the guest in front of him was dressed in silk clothes and a square scarf. He was dressed like a scholar, with jade and a purse around his waist. He was strong and not like a poor man.
But there was a look of frustration on his face, which made him feel a little lonely.
With a thought in his heart, he quickly picked a pear with the word "Lu" on it and held it in his hands.
"Guest, in my opinion, this Pear King is the most suitable for you. Ask for money and you will get money. Bodhisattvas will like it when they see it. I will bless you to keep your sesame flowers blooming!"
Everyone likes to hear good words, and Wei Shiqing is no exception. He put away the folding fan, took the pear and looked at it again and again, and felt that the pear was indeed different, "Is there a king in the pear?"
"There are dragons and phoenixes among people, as well as rats. Naturally, there are also among pears. This pear is produced by a pear tree in my hometown that is over a hundred years old. The fruit is the largest in the village. How can it not be called the King of Pear?" Xu Ling said confidently. But he specially selected the largest and most beautiful pears, and anyone who saw them would like them.
Wei Shiqing chuckled and said, "It's interesting. In your opinion, am I a dragon or a phoenix among men, or a rat?"
Isn’t it clear that we should listen to good words?
Satisfy him!
Xu Ling did not answer directly. He only said: "I am a pear seller, not a fortune teller. However, there is an old saying in my hometown, which is called 'golden scales are not like things in the pond, they turn into dragons when encountering storms'. How can there be such a thing in life?" Everything goes well for you? But when the opportunity comes, you can't even stop it!"
"Is the golden scale a thing in the pond that turns into a dragon when it encounters a storm?" Wei Shiqing's eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked a few years younger. He repeated this sentence repeatedly, becoming more and more excited, and finally even clapped his hands and cheered loudly. He shouted: "Well said, well said! I also feel that I am a little short of effort. I will definitely be on the list next time!"
"That's right, guest, this is what you want! Why don't we buy some pear kings and give them to the Bodhisattvas and Buddhas, asking them to bless you and make sure you reach high school!"
The pears haven't been sold yet, and Xu Ling's nice words keep coming out as if they don't want money.
Wei Shiqing felt comfortable and relaxed after being photographed by him, so naturally he was willing to pay.
"How to sell this Pear King?"
"Thirty cents, one piece."
"Okay, I bought it!" Wei Shiqing didn't even think about it. He immediately took out his wallet and paid ninety coins. "I want three pills, one for each of Fortune, Luxu and Shou!"
Xu Ling quickly picked the three largest pears and delivered them to the arrogant guest.
Wei Shiqing held the pears and left happily. It seemed that he was going to the temple on the mountain to pray to the gods and Buddhas again.
Wei Shiqing's purchase of pears just now attracted some pilgrims, mostly students. They surrounded Xu Ling and said, "Is there another pear king with the word 'Lu'? Give me one!"
"And me! I want it too!"
Students are not short of this little money, but salary means official career. Which scholar doesn't want to obtain fame and become an official?
This simply struck a chord in their hearts.
Unfortunately, Xu Ling only made six Lu-zi pear kings, and they were all snapped up by these students.
The disappointment on the faces of some students who didn't grab it was palpable. Xu Ling said quickly: "There is also Pear General here. He is only smaller than Pear King and the price is cheaper. It only costs 20 cents a piece. If you buy more, Even a Bodhisattva can notice this!"
What he said seemed to make sense. Those who couldn't buy the Pear King had to settle for the next best thing and focus on the Pear General, which cost 20 cents a piece.
Groups of students gathered in front of Xu Ling's pear stall. As the number of people increased, more people became curious and came over to see what was sold here.
When they saw pears with various red letters printed on them, most people felt that they were rare. Some people wanted to seek good luck in front of the Buddha, and they were not surprised to get these ten or twenty pennies.
Soon, the pears on the stall were sold out at a speed that was beyond Xu Ling's imagination. The young people who had not bought the pears suppressed their anger and said, "Are these the only pears?"
"Why is it so small! We have been crowded for a long time!"
Xu Ling clasped his hands and apologized: "I'm sorry, everyone. I have a small business. I pick pears from home to sell them all by myself. If you still want them, I'll come here to set up a stall tomorrow. How about that?"
"Tomorrow, tomorrow won't be the first day of the new year. Where can I buy your pears?"
"You can't say that. Bodhisattvas don't only have miraculous effects on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month. If they have that kind of intention, Bodhisattvas will definitely see it. Besides, with so many people coming and going begging today, Bodhisattvas will be tired. Maybe Come tomorrow, Bodhisattva will be free to see you praying sincerely!"
Xu Ling had nothing else but his quick thinking and quick words could convince a lot of people. There was nothing they could do if they couldn't buy pears, so Xu Ling couldn't be beaten.
Listening to what he said again, I felt that it made some sense.
Xu Ling found out that most of these people were students from the nearby Lingshan Academy, which was very close to Lingbao Temple. The two parties agreed to come back tomorrow, so he quickly packed up and prepared to find a boat to Lijiazhuang.
This time, Xu Ling happened to encounter a ship that was going back to Qinghe Town. He quickly bought a ticket and boarded the ship. When he arrived at the cargo hold, he felt as familiar as going home. He was so hungry that he shamelessly used money to buy it from his fellow travelers. I ordered a steamed bun and ate it hungrily.
I feel very anxious.
Because there are too many people here to count the money.
However, he calculated in his mind that after excluding the 30 kilograms of pears sold in advance, there were almost 178 pears left in the 170 kilograms, of which 60 were king pear and the rest were pear generals.
A pear to the King costs thirty cents, a pear to the General costs twenty cents...
Four thousand three hundred and sixty cents!
His money directly increased a hundred times! ! !
