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Chapter 146 Liuzhou City

After defrauding the corpse and the shepherd, in the remaining days, Wu Ming did not encounter any strange things, and arrived in Liuzhou City safely.

Liuzhou City is the capital of Liuzhou, a rare and prosperous place.

In the north of the city, Erlang Temple, Guandi Temple, Chenghuang Temple, Dragon King Temple, four temples coexist, forming a place where incense is flourishing.

In the south of the city, it is close to the canal. In the past, there were countless traffickers and pawns, literati and merchants gathered together, and it looked like an ancient metropolis.

Walking in Liuzhou City, Wu Ming was carrying boxes and doing some small business along the street
The peddler left him a lot of things, although they were all cheap things like needlework, clay figurines, windmills, etc., they were still of some value.

Taking it easy, Wu Ming stayed in Liuzhou City for a week before all the cheap groceries were sold out.

In order to make up for the travel expenses to Mount Qingcheng, Wu Ming bought some low-end goods such as wooden hairpins, copper mirrors, and brass bracelets from the merchants.Then, at the gate of the temple in the northern part of the city, they set up their own stalls.

At the gate of the temple, there are many people coming and going, which can be regarded as a treasure of geomantic omen.

Wu Ming set up a stall here, and regardless of his income, he had to hand over some sesame oil money to the temple, which was considered a disguised form of tax collection.

"Big brother, how do you sell this wooden hairpin?" It was getting late, and just as Wu Ming was about to close the stall, four children walked up to him.

Among them, the little girl who spoke looked about eight or nine years old, and her eyes were very agile.

Behind the little girl, there are three younger boys with patches on their clothes, hanging behind like a fart.

"Sister, why don't we go, the things here are very expensive!" Seeing Wu Ming's gaze, the three little boys spoke cautiously and pulled the little girl's clothes.

"Don't be afraid, my sister is just asking the price, and I will take you to eat meat buns in a while!" After saying this, the little girl touched the heads of her brothers, then turned her head and said, "Big brother, you haven't told me yet, you How much is the wooden hairpin?"

"The little girl has good eyesight. This wooden hairpin is my treasure, and I'll sell it to you for sixty coins!" Seeing the little girl's gaze, Wu Ming said with a smile.

Hearing the price, the little girl frowned cutely, bit her lower lip and said, "It's the least amount, it's settled, you can't lie to me!"

"Hehe, how can a mere gold and silver thing compare to my reputation! You look at the pattern and the workmanship. This is the finest mahogany, and sixty cash is not expensive!" Wu Ming said Sincerely, the little girl shook her head again and again.

In the world of Liaozhai, one penny for a big meat bun, three pennies for a bowl of wonton soup, the price is surprisingly cheap.

The little girl has four siblings, all with patches on her clothes, she looks like a child from a poor family.Adults would have to grit their teeth to spend these sixty Wen, let alone children with patches.

"Big brother, can you keep the wooden hairpin for a few more days? After I sell the pigweed, I will have money to come and buy it." After hesitating for a long time, the little girl tentatively opened her mouth and looked at Wu Ming pitifully.

Seeing that the little girl wanted to buy it, Wu Ming nodded and agreed, and asked, "You can keep it for you, but you have to tell me, you are so young, why do you buy wooden hairpins?"

"I bought it for my mother, and she doesn't have any jewelry." The little girl is young, but her filial piety is rare.At the same time, there is no such sentence in a piece of jewelry, which also reveals in a disguised way that the little girl's family conditions are not ordinary.

Looking at the little girl with bright eyes but somewhat malnourished, Wu Ming shook his head: "Since ancient times, filial sons have been born from the poor and humble, and many have failed from the rich and the noble. Since you are filial, I will keep this wooden hairpin for you. Come and buy it!"

With such a promise, the little girl took her three younger brothers and left contentedly.

In the next few days, Wu Ming would often see the little girl wandering in front of his booth.

However, the little girl never approached, just holding a shriveled little purse and watching from a distance.

For half a month, the little girl came every day, and occasionally counted copper coins.

The number of copper coins is increasing day by day, and it keeps increasing by two or three coins every day. It seems that it is not far from buying the wooden hairpin.

"Big brother, can you wait for me for a few days?"

On this day, the little girl came over crying, instead of holding her small purse, she had a slap on her face instead.

Wu Ming frowned slightly, looked at the little girl's face, and asked, "What's wrong with your face, and where is your little purse?"

The little girl didn't speak, just sobbed and shook her head, begging to keep the wooden hairpin for a few more days.

After half a month of getting along, Wu Ming knew that life at the little girl's house was very hard.

The little girl's father is a bad gambler, and the family can't keep money at all.The little girl's mother supported the family with all her strength, but she could only maintain a state where she could not die of hunger, but she could not get enough to eat.

So, seeing the slap on the little girl's face and the disappearing purse.Without even thinking about it, Wu Ming knew that the little girl's money might have been robbed by his father and taken to the casino.

"A child is a good child, but his life is hard!"

Wu Ming touched the little girl's head, couldn't help but think of Xiaobaicai, who had a tragic fate, and said bluntly: "I do business here to go to Mount Qingcheng. In the past half a month, I have already saved enough travel expenses. I'm going to leave in a few days. How about this, this wooden hairpin is a parting gift for you, take it and go home!"

"Big brother, I can't take your things, you still tell me when you will leave!" The little girl didn't go to get the wooden hairpin, but looked up at Wu Ming.

Looking at each other, Wu Ming saw in the little girl's eyes the fortitude that adults rarely see.

"Five or six days, I will leave when the goods are sold out, about five or six days."

"Big brother, if you can trust me, I will definitely take the money to buy the wooden hairpin at this time on the fifth day!"

"Hehe, are you going to sell pigweed again?"

"Sell, I want to earn back the lost money!"

The little girl left after she finished speaking. In the figure of leaving, she tightly clenched her little fist, as if she was promising something.

Wu Ming stood where he was, watching the little girl's back until she disappeared from his sight.

After a long time, Wu Ming looked away, feeling that there was something extraordinary about this little girl.

"Let me think about it, what's the name of this little girl! Narcissus, yes, it's Narcissus!" Wu Ming thought about the name, and recalled whether there was anyone named Narcissus in the stories of Liaozhai he had read.

It's a pity that the name Narcissus is easy to remember, but it doesn't appear in Liaozhai at all.

From the looks of it, this little girl named Narcissus should also be a wave flower under the big waves in the world of Liaozhai.

"Brother, what are you thinking about?" Just when Wu Ming was distracted, an old farmer who picked vegetables came across.

The old farmer who picked vegetables delivered vegetables to the temple, so he could be said to have been in the past.

Just in time, Wu Ming was thinking about killing pigweed with narcissus. After seeing the old vegetable seller, he asked casually, "Brother, you are a vegetable seller. Do you know how much a catty of pigweed is outside?"

"Pigweed!"

The old farmer looked at Wu Ming unexpectedly, and said hesitantly: "If I remember correctly, Liuzhou doesn't produce pigweed!"

"No birth, nothing at all?" Hearing the old farmer's words, Wu Ming was a little taken aback.

"No, I'm a vegetable grower in the countryside. I've been here for more than [-] years. I can't remember this wrong!" the old farmer said casually, and walked away with a vegetable basket.

Until the old farmer went away, Wu Ming stayed where he was, looked at the wooden hairpins on the stall, and looked at the direction where Narcissus left.

If there is no pigweed in Yangzhou, then where does the pigweed sold by Narcissus come from?

(End of this chapter)