After picking up the daughter of the lucky star, the whole village prospered

As soon as he said it, Jiang Quan dug out a few pieces of red paper from home and cut them into diamond shapes, with the words Fu, Lu, Shou, Xi, and Cai written on them, and also marked on the bottom: Fairy Boy Gourd.

Then I pasted the red paper on my own gourd, looked around and felt very satisfied.

He then went to call his two friends, Li Dao and Li He, and pointed to the red paper and said to them, "From now on, my gourd will be called Xiantong Gourd, will you join me?"

Li Dao and Li He didn't understand, so, "What do you mean?"

"That is to say, if you sell your gourds with me, I will get [-]% of the gourds sold." Jiang Quan explained to the two of them.

Li He blinked, a little reluctantly: "Why?"

Jiang Quan raised his chin and said, "Because the price of the gourds I sell is high, and I can make more money than you can sell yourself, so you can say whether you want to do it, or I will go find someone else."

Li Dao's brain was quick and quick, and he nodded immediately: "Do it!"

He has seen Jiang Quan's methods of selling goods, so he especially trusts him.

So on this day, Jiang Quan, Li Dao and Li He drove mule carts to the market to sell gourds.

Of course, Yingbao was also fooled by him to come with him.

The mule cart stopped at the place where he sold apricots last time, and ten large gourds were unloaded from the mule cart and spread out on the side of the road.

"Gourds for sale! The gourds that Xiaoxiantong planted by himself are good fortune, longevity and wealth. You can let in whatever you want. The quantity is limited, hurry up and buy it, or it won't be sold out if it's too late!"

Yingbao was stunned by the shocking slogan of the second cousin.

It turned out that this guy actually used himself to gain popularity.

"Is it really the gourd that Xiao Xiantong planted with his own hands?" Someone came over and asked.

Jiang Quan pulled the little cousin out from behind, and said with a smile: "Is this still fake?"

Now five or six out of ten villagers in Chuanhe Town all know the little girl of Jiang Sanlang's family, and they turned out to be the little fairy boy of Jiang's family, so they asked, "How do you sell the gourd?"

Jiang Quan held five fingers together, "The big one is five punctures, and the small one is two punctures."

"What?" The man almost staggered in fright, "Crazy, why is it so expensive?"

Five strings of money can buy an acre of good paddy fields, this young man really dares to ask for a price.

"There's nothing you can do if you think it's too expensive, it's still the cheapest." Jiang Quan said triumphantly, "You don't even want to look at our gourd king without 50 taels of silver."

"Cut! I think you are crazy about money." Someone said angrily.

"That's it!" The others echoed.

Jiang Quan ignored these people, and still yelled loudly: "The fairy gourd planted by Xiao Xiantong himself, one of five, first pick, first serve, don't come when the opportunity is not lost, hurry up and buy if you want to be lucky, we are out of date No waiting."

Yingbao was convinced by the second cousin.

But what can I do? They are all here, so what else can they do.

She nodded at Jiang Quan, "Second brother, come here, you sell gourds in my name, how will you split the bill later?"

Jiang Quan said with a grin, "When we earn money, we will each have half."

"Oh, it's not too bad." Ying Bao was satisfied.

But even though Jiang Quan yelled for half an hour, he didn't sell any of them.

Li Dao and Li He were a little discouraged, so they got up and looked elsewhere, and they knew the reason.

It turned out that several villagers in the East Village nearby were also selling gourds. They only sold them for [-] Wen each, and some only sold them for [-] Wen.

These idiots!

"Second brother Jiang, why don't we sell five hundred Wen?" Li He was a little worried that his gourd would not be sold.

Jiang Quan glared at him: "If you want to sell five hundred wen, you can sell it elsewhere, not with me." Just kidding, he has the name of little fairy boy, can he be the same as those mortals?

Li Dao also stared at his cousin: "You are the only one who can't hold back."

Li He was wronged, but he didn't dare to refute.

Suddenly, a person ran over with a child in his arms, plopped down on his knees in front of Ying Bao, and cried, "I beg little fairy boy to save my child, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...please...please..."

Ying Bao was taken aback, and saw that the child in this man's arms had a sallow complexion, foaming at the mouth, and was dying. One of his legs was bruised and black, obviously injured by some poison.

"Put it down quickly and let me see." Ying Bao didn't care about being surprised, and hurriedly ordered the person to put down the child.

This man was also obedient and put the child on the ground.

Ying Bao hurriedly pulled the child's eyelids, and saw that his pupils were dilated, and he seemed to be dying.

With a thought, Yingbao took out a pill from her pocket, crushed it and stuffed it into the child's mouth, and then took out a small porcelain bottle from her pocket. The porcelain bottle contained the antidote potion she had prepared before, and I don't know if it is right.

After pouring the potion down to the child, the child's complexion improved a lot.

Yingbao didn't dare to relax either, she rolled up the child's trousers and took a look, there were two small blood spots on her calf.

It looked like he had been bitten on the calf by some kind of venomous snake.

After thinking about it, he said to the man holding the child, "Go and buy a candle."

Without hesitation, the man got up and ran to the grocery store to buy candles.

Yingbao asked him to light a candle with a torch, and then took out a thin blade and put it on the fire to sterilize it.

Afterwards, a thin cross was cut on the boy's wound with a thin blade to let the poisonous blood flow out.

After this operation, there are already many people around.

People talked about it, but no one questioned it.

After a while, Yingbao fed the child another porcelain bottle of antidote potion, squeezed it on his calf, and then sprinkled his own powder on the wound.

The child's face softened a bit, and he had already started to whimper and cry.

Ying Bao breathed a sigh of relief, and said to the man, "Give me the money for the medicine, it's a total of ten taels of silver."

"Ah?" The man was stunned.

Seeing this, Jiang Quan said displeasedly: "What? Does my little fairy boy treat your child for free?"

The man shook his head hastily, and murmured: "But... But I, I don't have that much money."

Jiang Quan frowned and said: "If you don't have money, you can work to pay off the debt. My fairy boy's medicines are all fairy medicines. Even if you count ten taels, it's very cheap. You won't be ungrateful and want to renege on your debts, will you?"

"No, no, Xiantong saved my son's life, and I would be willing to help her live for the rest of her life."

There was only one boy in the man's family, but unexpectedly he was bitten by a poisonous snake. Just now, even Li Langzhong was helpless and refused to take him in.

He sent his son to Xiao Xiantong only when he was dead.

At this moment, the dead air on the child's face faded, and he was able to speak out, and even the bruise on his calf faded a lot. He knew that his son was saved.

The man was crying with joy but also very tangled, his family couldn't afford ten taels of silver.Since Xiao Xiantong asked him to work to repay the debt, then he should go.

Someone said from the sidelines: "Zhao Da, if you can work for Xiao Xiantong, it's your ancestral grave that smokes, why don't you hurry up and agree."

"That's right, just bring your son with you, so that Xiao Xiantong can continue to treat him."

Someone urged Zhao Da, "Hurry up and thank the little fairy boy for saving his life."

Zhao Da was stunned, he knelt down to Ying Bao, and kowtowed three times: "Thank you little fairy boy for saving your life, I will work hard and pay back the medical money."

Yingbao was also dumbfounded, and just about to refuse, Jiang Quan pulled his sleeves, "We don't open philanthropic halls, and there will be many people who will see you in the future, should they all be free? You can't do this, you have to accept it." Get this guy to work and pay the debt."