At the end of the Northern Song Dynasty as a god stick

These money slowly flowed into the market. Each of them was originally worth a lot of money, but there was a price in the market, and the copying was too high. One of these immortal money was worth tens of dollars in the black market, that is, Speaking of these ten silver coins, at least ten copper coins can be exchanged, not what Bai Yuchan said.

The consumption income in Tokyo City is very high, but with so much money, it is enough for him to go to the inn to rent a room, have good wine and good food every day, spend the rest of the day, and even have more than half of it left.

He Huan excitedly picked up a piece of immortal money and looked at it. As expected, as in the legend, the front of the money was the image of the Sanqing Dharma, which was very delicate and clear, but the back was a magnificent heavenly palace.The edge of the silver coin is still contoured, with slight jagged edges.It makes people wonder what kind of skilled craftsman can carve such clear and exquisite images on silver coins.

Bai Yuchan was a little surprised, this He Huan is also a scholar after all, right?Even if you are a little poorer, you can't behave so badly, how can you behave so badly?Holding this money in your hand, can you see a flower?

But I heard He Huan talking to himself: "It turns out that there are tiny serrations around this silver coin, but it is because I am afraid that someone will scrape the silver powder privately... It's just that the workmanship is too complicated. I am afraid that it is not only the heavens, but also the mortal craftsmen. No matter what mold is used, it will not come out early!"'[

Only then did Bai Yuchan feel relieved, he knew that many people regarded this silver coin as the coin used by the gods in the heavenly court, and after many people managed to get this silver coin, they hid it privately at home.There are people who use incense to make offerings...so this He Huan and He Zhonghao's behavior is not qgu.

After all, Bai Yuchan was just a Taoist priest, but he didn't expect that what He Zhonghao saw was not how much these silver coins were worth, but the hope of improving the coins of the entire Great Song Empire... The fate of this He Huan would also be different. changed from then on.He won the first prize in the exam many years in advance...Of course, this is a later story.

"So let's take our leave, and we have to send these to the families of the filial sons and military families. Then there is no delay!" He said again: "Yes, if you are interested. You can hold this colored ball and send it on the fifteenth night , go to the preaching palace, and listen to the celestial master's sermon. Farewell!"

He Huan just came back to his senses when Bai Yuchan and the others had gone far away.Consciously aware that he was too rude just now, he really blushed.Hastily chased after a few steps, bowed to thank.That Bai Yuchan said with a smile: "In the future, you will be admitted as a Jinshi. After you become an official, you will benefit the common people and accumulate merits. I wish you an early examination and farewell!"

Wait for Bai Yuchan to go far away.That Chenghe monk.Fang Cai sighed in admiration: "He Shusheng, you are really lucky. You actually got these gifts. You must know that the celestial master is rich and generous. He selects hundreds of people in Tokyo every month as the lucky ones." , send money and colored balls... How about it, how about giving me the fairy money? I will offer eleven thousand, not twelve thousand..."

He Huan endured the monk's chatter, and asked calmly: "You monk, just ask for the Buddha's money, what kind of immortal's money do you want?"

That monk is stupid.He Huan didn't hear the sarcasm behind him, and he still said carelessly: "What came out of the hands of the celestial master is naturally a treasure. These fairy money are nothing. I heard that there is a kind of golden leaf in the mansion of the celestial master. It is made of gold into a lifelike leaf, with all the veins and textures. That is the real ingenuity. One can be worth a thousand... Tsk tsk, if I have one, I will be rich... Amitabha, I mean that..."

He Huan smiled coldly in his heart. Although he was a poor scholar, he was born in Yongkang, Zhejiang, but he was not a pedantic guy who didn't know how to use food.As a place not far from the birthplace of the Yongjia School of later generations, He Huan naturally knew that this immortal money had a price, and he could earn at least a few thousand dollars if he took it out and backhanded it.

I thought in my heart, this Shangfu is really a good method.I heard that not only myself, but also believers in other cities, as well as those loyal ministers and filial sons, and even soldiers and martyrs, may be sent to these money lottery balls.With a sigh in my heart, it seems that Taoism is really going to flourish... Such a missionary method is really a big deal!

"You're talking, don't you want to change it!" Cheng He and the monk continued to pester themselves.

He Huan said lightly: "Exchange, [-] yuan!"

"Hiss...why is this fellow asking for such a ruthless price? How about I give in, how about 1 at most?" Monk Cheng He gritted his teeth.

He Huan sneered and said, "I don't know how many people in Song Dynasty want this fairy money now. I'll take it to the main street. It might be sold for [-] yuan in the blink of an eye. Do you believe it?"

"Fuck you, that's [-] yuan. This is the highest price!" The monk almost gritted his teeth.

"Deal!" He Huan revealed a faint smile.

After packing up his things, He Huan quickly moved out of the monk's room in the temple, and found a quiet inn on the street, or Caitou, it was called Gaosheng Inn.I rented a small courtyard with three rooms to live in, and studied non-stop every day.In a blink of an eye, it was the night of the fifteenth.

He Huan put on a brand new green shirt, walked in a car all the way, and headed towards the east of the city.It was just getting dark when I saw the people of Tokyo City who had been exhausted all day, supporting the old and the young, coming together towards the Daxiangguo Temple.

Passing by a small tavern, I saw a few merchants, full of travel and dust.I think it was the one who had just arrived in Tokyo during the day, and was sitting in a small hotel near the river drinking. On the table were cold dishes with four flavors, such as mustard melon, plum ginger, salted duck eggs, and sliced ​​sheep's head.There are four more meat dishes, boiled meat, perilla fish, fried lamb, and soup bones.There are four more vegetarian dishes, sesame curd chicken skin, Dongpo tofu, goose yellow bean raw, and fake fried meat.A big table was set up full.In fact, it is just like the stalls of later generations, not some high-end food.

Other dishes are fine, you can tell what the dish is by listening to the name.Only the fake fried meat is fried wax gourd.The sesame curd chicken skin is nothing but mung bean flour and sesame paste boiled into a paste, and then frozen into tofu shape. After being sliced, the color is light yellow, with pitting spots in between, which is similar to chicken skin, so it is called this.As for the soy bean sprouts, they are basically bean sprouts...[

I sifted a few more glasses of wine, and when I was eating happily, I saw men and women all heading in one direction.One of the young people with a Hebei accent said qgu: "Father, is there such a custom in Tokyo? It's getting dark, why are you all going out? Is there something exciting to watch?" (to be continued...)