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Chapter seven hundred and seventy first(2/3)

Leave it to Chen Pingan.

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "If we change the place in four days, we might be able to eat stinky tofu."

Pei Qian smiled knowingly and looked forward to it. Makeup and makeup were too cumbersome. Pei Qian only thought it would hinder her punching, so she was really not interested. However, Sister Shi Rou from Qilong Lane liked these very much.

Do you have a chance to take some things back from this city?

Millet grains stood in the basket. When they heard about the stinky tofu, they immediately became greedy and quickly wiped their mouths. They didn’t understand anything or remember anything. Just the stinky tofu made the little girl in black greedy and miss it endlessly.

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Chen Ping'an moved a little and came to the cotton stall. He squatted down, his eyes kept shifting, and he selected the items he wanted. Finally, he selected a palm-sized pocket bow, and asked the bearded man sitting with one hundred thousand soldiers: "

How can I sell this bow?"

The small gold-plated water tank in the stall had already been taken away by Shao Baojuan in response to Qingniu Taoist Priest's question.

On the cotton cloth, there are still a small bundle of dead plum branches and a small porcelain pot of narcissus.

There is a folded scroll with a small note on the outside. The words are beautiful, "Teach women all over the world how to dress up."

An iron-cast three-monkey moon-catching vessel and an ebony paperweight, "It refuses to follow the wind, and it is mysterious and silent. The Lord is self-righteous and calms it down." The signature is "Uncle Ye".

Finally, there is the small bow placed in the corner. It is simple in shape and small in size, like something played by children. The inscription is subtle and difficult to detect, "Yunmeng Changsong".

Seeing this man picking and choosing, the bearded guest finally picked this small bow. He looked helpless and shook his head and said: "I can sell it, but it's not easy for you to buy. I have to gather a few books first, at least three. Give them to me."

After reading it, Master will exchange it for one of the books. As for the others, I won’t say much."

Chen Pingan nodded and had an idea in his mind. He turned to look at the scroll and asked, "How to sell this painting? Or barter?"

The bearded man nodded and said with a smile: "Young master is smart, my business does require bartering, but the things you need are not in Toutiao City, the road is far away, and the guards are tight. The master did not give up, so he went to look for it.

In one place, at the northern foot of Mount Li, there are relics of Tianbao carved on the cliff. If the young master can go to that cool world and retrieve a statue of a beautiful woman by the green jade pond, he can exchange the scroll for it, and then he will have a treasure.

Fuyuan, you took the initiative to come see the young master."

Chen Ping'an asked: "So, this scroll and the cool world of Tianbao ruins are all illusions. The next blessing will be real?"

What I saw and heard in the city today, except for Shao Baojuan and Shen Xiaokan, although they are all living gods, they are still divided into three, six or nine grades, just depending on the degree of "self-knowledge". Like the big bearded man in front of me.

The man, the former Qingniu Taoist priest, and the Du Xiucai in the nearby weapons shop who missed his hometown Tongling ginger and Chuzhou sour plum soup were obviously more "lively" and acted more "willfully".

The bearded man grinned and answered the question: "If the young master is cruel and has enough ability to visit immortals, he can move all the white jade statues of the concubine Gong'e out of the cool world, then he will be really blessed."

Pei Qian suddenly gathered his voice and said: "Master, I seem to have seen this in a book. If the record is true, the northern foot of Lishan Mountain is easy to find, but the Tianbao Cliff Carving is hard to find. But we only need to find a random place.

The woodcutter and shepherd boy seem to be able to help us lead the way. When someone writes the word "summer escape" in handwriting, the stone door of the cave will open by itself. It is said that there is a bathing pool inside, with water carved in green jade, sparkling, like living water. Only inside the cave

The scene of the beauties is too... too fragrant and charming. When the time comes, the master will go in alone, I will just wait outside with the millet grains."

Chen Pingan laughed angrily and said, "Do you even know this? Which miscellaneous book did you read the anecdotes from?"

Pei Qian blinked and said, "Sister Zaixi said it. Back in Jinjiazhou, after every war, she liked to tell me these weird and strange stories. I just listened casually. At that time, I asked Sister Zaixi Chi

How big, how much money can such green jade be sold for, and Sister Zaixi even called me a money addict."

Seeing that Chen Pingan was staring at the ebony paperweight again, the man took the initiative and said, "Young master, I'll give you a complete piano score in exchange."

Chen Ping'an knew in his heart that it was undoubtedly the "Guangling Quiet". He cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, senior, for your chat with Feng Jun earlier. I will go to the city to find books now."

The bearded man just nodded in greeting and said with a smile: "Young Master has taken on a good apprentice."

Chen Pingan left the stall with Pei Qian and Xiao Mili, and went to the weapon shop first. The shopkeeper was sitting behind the counter, chewing raw lotus root and eating white ginger. When he saw Chen Pingan who had left and returned, the man was not surprised.

, and didn’t ask any questions.

Chen Pingan bowed and said, "Meet Mr. Wu Song."

The man asked: "Do you have any fame?"

Chen Ping'an stood up and replied respectfully: "This junior does not have any honors in the imperial examination, but he is a student and is the second best."

The man smiled a little and asked proactively: "Do you want the Hua Xun Tie that was previously completed by City Lord Shao?"

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said: "Mr. Wu Song will definitely keep the Hua Xun Tie for use. I just want to shamelessly ask for a buffalo picture from Mr. Wu Song."

The man was slightly surprised, "When you make a living on a ferry, the rules are the rules, and there are no exceptions. Now that you know that I am the Du scholar, and you also know that I can paint, then Fuzi's work and literature are extraordinary, and Wu Song's new works are world-renowned, so what is 'new literature'

, most of it is clear? Forget it, this matter may be a little difficult for you, you just need to casually tell me the title of the poem I have written in my life. Since the boy can get the tip of the Taibai Fairy Sword from Bai Ye, I believe it is not difficult to know this.

."

Chen Pingan looked embarrassed.

The Taibai sword tip was obtained inexplicably on the Great Wall of Sword Qi. As for Mr. Wusong, who could respond to Bai Ye's poems, Chen Pingan only knew the name and a general outline of his life experience. He didn't know the poem at all. In fact, Chen Pingan

The main reason why he knew Mr. Wu Song was because of Du Xiucai's status as a "trainer". In short, Chen Pingan remembered the poem written by Bai Ye, but what did Mr. Wu Song in front of him write?

, not a single word is clear.

In that basket, he helped the good mountain master to peck at the millet grains. He was even more embarrassed and had to scratch his face.

Du Xiucai smiled and said, "Since the long sword was still there just now, but it happened to be missing on this return trip, let's not talk about chance. Don't think too much about the buffalo picture."

The man sighed, the fact that Bai Ye wielded the sword alone in Fuyao Island was really sad. Sure enough, after just saying goodbye, the love blossomed.

Chen Ping'an felt a little regretful and did not dare to force the opportunity. He had to clasp his fists and say goodbye. He remembered something and asked, "Can Mr. Wusong drink?"

The man smiled and said nothing.

Chen Ping'an took out two pots of Xianjia wine from the nearby objects, placed them on the counter, clasped his fists again, and said with a bright smile, "I am honored to see you outside Wusong Mountain. I dare to give you wine."

The man looked at the back of the young man in green shirt crossing the threshold, reached for a bottle of wine, and nodded. He is a young man who can make a difference in the world, so he shouted: "Boy, if you are not busy, you might as well take the initiative to visit the old man.

gentlemen."

Chen Pingan immediately turned around, walked quickly back to the shop, and took out two more bottles of wine.

Du Xiucai was stunned, "What?"

Chen Pingan asked softly: "May I ask whether the "He Ming" written by the ancestor of big characters was actually written by Mr. Bu Weng?"

Du Xiucai stretched out his hands, held down two pots of new wine, and smiled without saying a word.

Chen Ping'an had no choice but to leave again and visit various bookstores in Toutiao City. Finally, he found "Family Language", "Lü Lan" and "Yunqi Essays" in Zibu Bookstore, Daozang Bookstore and Bielu Bookstore respectively.

", among which, for the book "Family Language", Chen Pingan followed his scattered memories and first went to a Jingbu bookstore, but his inquiries were fruitless. The shopkeeper only said that there was no such book. He went to a fake bookstore and returned with the same result.

In the end, I bought this book at Nazibu Bookstore. After confirming that there was a record of the bow in it, I breathed a sigh of relief. It turns out that according to the historical catalog of Toutiao City, the status of this book has been reduced from "Jingbu" to "Jingbu".

"Zibu" is not regarded as a fake book like Haoran Tianxia. As for "Lü Lan", it is not sold in Zajia bookstores, which makes Chen Ping'an make an extra trip in vain.

It was only when it was time to check out that Chen Ping'an discovered that the books sold in the bookstore in Toutiao City were indeed not expensive, but the fairy money was completely useless, not to mention the snow money and the Guyu money were meaningless. They had to use the monks on the mountain.

The gold, silver and copper coins were regarded as burdensome, so Pei Qian and Xiaomi Li each had a piggy bank. Xiao Mili even volunteered to stop Pei Qian and settle the bill first. The little girl who finally achieved a great feat laughed and laughed.

Shaking his head, he was so happy that he hurriedly took out a big gold ingot from his private money and handed it to the good mountain owner. Haoqi Qianyun said that there was no need to pay it back, it was a small amount, drizzle.

Standing inside the basket, Pei Qian coughed slightly at the end. Pei Qian smiled and nodded, indicating that he would record it in the credit book.

But he spent less than two taels of silver to buy three books, which was enough for Chen Ping'an to go to the bearded man in exchange for a small bow. He just gave one of them casually in exchange for an opportunity.

But Chen Ping'an continued to look for other bookstores, and finally crossed the threshold of a famous store. The rules of bookstores in Toutiao City are that if you ask if there are books, you must answer them. But for books that are not in the shop, once a customer asks, they will

There was absolutely no answer, and he would be looked down upon. In this shop, Chen Ping'an failed to buy the book, but he still spent a sum of "unjust money", totaling three taels of silver, to buy a few ancient books with new ink.

Most of them are about the famous writer's ten questions and twenty-one debates, but the records in some books are far more detailed and profound than Haoran Tianxia. Although none of these books can be taken away on the ferry, during this trip, even if Chen Pingan just read

Reading books, the knowledge in the books is absolutely true. As for the debate skills of famous scholars and the Mingxue of Buddhism, Chen Pingan began to pay attention to them very early and studied them deeply.

At that time, the shopkeeper of the famous bookstore was a young man with an elegant appearance. He had a solemn Xiaoxiao, a cheerful and clear manner, and had a very divine air. He glanced at Pei Qian first, then turned to Chen Pingan and asked with a smile: "Boy, what are you doing?"

Do you want to build a city of your own and be the lord of it? You only need to exchange it for something, and I can help you open up a new city without breaking the rules. From now on, you will have many advantages, and you will not lose to that Shao Baojuan."

Chen Pingan bowed to the man and apologized: "Sir, I appreciate your kindness. However, the sword gourd raised in Haoliang is the relic of an old friend from half of my hometown. I really cannot do business with you, let alone business. I have received many favors from famous scholars and knowledge."

Well, originally, even if I gave it to you directly as a gift to Mr., there would be no harm."

A Haoliang was given to Chen Pingan by the Sword Immortal Mi Hu. Chen Pingan confiscated it at first, hoping that Mi Yu could keep it after leaving the Sword Qi Great Wall. However, Mi Yu did not want to do so, so Chen Pingan had to give it to him in the end.

Pei Qian asked the founding disciple to keep it for him.

The young shopkeeper looked at Chen Ping'an and suddenly smiled while stroking his palms, "It's not difficult to acquire all the knowledge in the world. It's not difficult at all. The only difficulty lies in the word sincerity. Today, I have received such sincere words from future generations, which greatly comforts my heart.

.So for free, I would like to give you a few words. The book I am looking for is actually not even a book. It is just Braille. It is not here. It is in the Zhishubu bookstore in the first building on the street. "Jingshu Zhi"

", "Shou Bai Lun" under the Taoist category, I remember it is the Zhi Shu Department, because it contains more content than the Dao Zang Department."

Chen Pingan thanked him and left. Sure enough, he bought the book recording "Shou Bai Lun" in the first shop after entering the city. However, Chen Pingan hesitated for a moment and still went through a lot of unnecessary mistakes. He spent another day.

After spending money unjustly, I returned to Daozang Bookstore and bought one more book.

On the way, Zhou Mili put his palm up to cover his mouth and whispered to Pei Qian: "A shop can hold so many books. Every shopkeeper randomly picks out a book and it is the book we want. It's strange."

Pei Qian smiled and said: "In the small world, it's what you want."

Zhou Mili suddenly realized, "I guessed it right."

While Chen Ping'an was looking for books, Du Xiucai walked out of the shop and came to the side of the bearded man. He sighed, "It involves the choice of three religions and hundreds of schools of knowledge in the mind of a monk. This boy's move is very dangerous. If he is not a Confucian,

In fact, it doesn’t matter what Taoist tradition is. You can just choose at will. Anyway, it doesn’t hurt Taoism at all. Even if it does, it’s just a matter of reading a few more books afterwards, and it can still be repaired.”

The man nodded and said: "So I didn't want to sell this bow to him at first. It would be too unkind to deliberately induce a sale. But that guy is too sharp-eyed and knows things very well. He was squatting there and looking here and there on purpose, but he was actually targeting him early in the morning.
To be continued...
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