I have many teachers

Chapter 379 A sword in the palm, a hundred thousand gold in the hall (two in one)

Wang Anfeng nodded at Chong and the little Taoist priest, then turned around, looked at the smiling rich man, rubbing the hilt of the iron sword with his right hand, and asked with a smile:

"I don't know if Mr...."

The man clasped his fists in salute, his fat face trembled with a smile, and said:

"If you don't become a martial artist in the following text, you can't be a gentleman."

"Only a pair of fists can play well. My father's surname is Zhou, and he is the third child."

"If you don't mind the little brother, just call him Zhou Laosan."

Wang Anfeng let out a groan, and glanced at the man with a catty of oil and water on his face, and looked behind him.

The wooden door of the inn was half-closed, and the warriors on the first floor were rarely drunk. They all looked in this direction, not only the members of the Yuedaomen who were stunned by Wang Anfeng with money, but also the warriors of other sects. , holding his breath, his eyes widened.

What should have been a bustling restaurant is now completely silent.

Only the sound of wine flags waving and clattering can be heard.

The little Taoist priest with the posture of a dragon and a phoenix frowned, feeling a little uncomfortable, raised his right hand fingers, and subconsciously drew something in the air, feeling more and more disliked in his heart.

Xu Yulong looked in this direction at the Yuedao Gate on the fourth floor.

There was a rare jug of good wine on his table, he raised his hand to take a sip of the wine, and looked down without blinking.

He himself met Wang Anfeng two days ago, and he was absolutely unwilling to go into the muddy water, but standing on the shore, watching others go into the water, he felt much more relaxed. how deep.

Is it raining, a small muddy puddle, or a deep lake that is so clear that it can drown people's heads.

The mud pit is easy to say, although the shoes, socks and pant legs will be dirty, but at most it will not reach the ankles.

Let some people who don't have a long-term vision sprain their feet.

But if it's a deep lake...

Xu Yulong suddenly thought of the [-] hectares of green lake he had seen when he went out for a walk when he was a teenager. It was so clear that if there were no ripples, it was almost impossible to detect that there was water here. If a person sailed on the water in a boat, it was like walking in the sky.

He was holding the wine cup, a little lost in thought.

Wang Anfeng withdrew his gaze, looked at the fat man standing three steps away from him, and said with a smile:

"Then I don't know what to teach Mr. Zhou when he comes out?"

Zhou Laosan waved his hands again and again, his fat body trembling with laughter, and said:
"I can't talk about seeing a teacher, I can't talk about it, I can't talk about it, look at what you said."

"My third child, I just run errands for others. The gentleman sees you come here to drink tea every day, and asks me to bring you some things. Please don't hold it against me and accept everything."

While talking, he stretched his hand into his bosom, as if he was taking out something, or maybe the thing was really small, and this man was indeed a bit fat, so it was hard to find for a while, with an apologetic smile on his face, on his body Fumbled and groped, causing pedestrians to laugh.

Mu Shanxue took another piece of meatloaf in his mouth, looked at the sword hanging on the donkey with his red phoenix eyes, then retracted to look at the chopsticks in the wooden tube on the table, thought for a while, took out one and held it in his hand, feeling at ease some.

Continue to munch on the meatloaf.

The little Taoist stood up and walked towards the old shop of the tea stall not far away.

After a pause, he happened to stand between the fat man and the old man.

Wang Anfeng's expression was still peaceful, with a smile on his lips.

The left hand is holding the hilt of the long sword, and the thumb seems to be caressing the hilt unconsciously.

The fat man didn't seem to notice anything, he still had a gentle and apologetic smile on his face, he kept searching his body with his palms, and suddenly a gleam of joy appeared on his face, and he took out his right hand from his arms.

But it is a round bead, without any blemish, but not dazzling, just warm and moist, it is the 'merman's tears' in the third grade of pearls and jades.A hundred pieces of gold are hard to come by. Since ancient times, they have only been tributes and have rarely been circulated outside, which shows that they are expensive. Not to mention other things, it is also very beautiful just to look at them.

The little Taoist Chong He's eyes lit up.

Putting the bead gently on the table, Wednesday said with a smile on his face:

"That gentleman likes the demeanor of the little brother. He said that he has the demeanor of a celebrity. When he is accompanied by delicious food and beauties, why bother to drink some weak tea in the cold wind?"

"Give this bead to my little brother, and it will be regarded as forming a good relationship."

Wang Anfeng looked at the bead, smiled, and said:
"But I don't like it."

"The things that the master sent out never meant to be taken back. It would be better for the little brother to accept them."

"It can also be regarded as a few days ago, the brother of the Yuedaomen provoked the performance of the little brother's door, so please don't be offended."

Smiling on Wednesday, his ball-like thumb tapped lightly on the 'Shark's Tears'.

The jade bead didn't have any resistance, and it was embedded in the wooden table that had been exposed to wind and rain for more than ten years, and it became harder and harder, but the table itself did not tremble in the slightest.

An understatement, as if he just pressed the stone into the white snow.

The fat man saluted Wang Anfeng again, as if he had nothing to say, he turned around and walked towards the inn.

After walking ten steps just now, the pinna moved slightly, seemingly unintentionally, and took a step to the side.

A gust of wind brushed past his ears.

With a soft sound, there was a small gap on the majestic red doorpost of this restaurant. Zhou Laosan squinted his eyes and looked forward again. The thick wall of the restaurant was also penetrated. The wine jar on the table was smashed, and the aroma was dense.

The restaurant is 33 Zhang San, exactly [-] meters wide, and a yellow-orange copper plate has been deeply embedded on the opposite wall.

There were cracks in the bluestone, and the copper plate didn't deform at all, which shows its strength and tyranny.

At the tea stand under the restaurant, Wang Anfeng withdrew his right hand and said calmly:

"I'll buy this bead."

"A copper plate, is it enough?"

Zhou Laosan didn't reply, just turned around and saluted Wang Anfeng with a smile, and nodded, which meant that the business was done, then pushed open the door of the inn and walked in, closing the wooden door casually. Everyone held their breath, not daring to make any abnormal noise.

There was reverence in the eyes of the group of Jianghu warriors without weapons. Wanting to stand up and salute, Zhou Laosan raised his hand and pressed it. With his hands behind his back, he walked up until the sound of his footsteps disappeared. Only then did Li take a deep breath, and even the atmosphere became much more lively.

Immediately, a man couldn't hold back anymore, he slapped the table heavily with his right hand, and shouted:

"Shopkeeper, serve the wine!"

Zhou Laosan went up to the fourth floor, took a look at his room, and continued walking to the highest floor without stopping.

The highest floor of this restaurant is arty, and it has a pavilion-like thing. It claims to be the tallest in the city, and you can take in the scenery of the city. It is best to enjoy the wind and moon. I asked someone to write a plaque. Baijin, so I only wrote one word.

Call it 'Ya'.

Zhou Laosan opened the door and walked into it. There was a person inside with his back turned to him. He was staring blankly at the scholar and Taoist at the tea stand below. He didn't know what he was thinking. Hearing the voice, he shrank his neck and said:
"He refused?"

The fat man who came up nodded and said with a smile:

"However, it has already been tested."

"It's comparable to the hidden weapon kung fu of a crossbow arrow. Wherever you point it, you can hit it. If you don't come within a hundred meters, you will fall down."

"This kind of fierce and domineering kung fu is exchanged for a hundred gold shark beads. This deal is really not a loss at all."

The man with his back to him nodded.

At the tea stall, Wang Anfeng didn't do anything, but Mu Shanxue fiddled with the chopsticks for a long time, digging out a big hole in the table, and took out the beads, thinking that the table had been exposed to wind and rain for the past ten years , but at this time suffered disaster at the hands of this tired Taoist priest.

Mu Shanxue played with the tribute 'Shark Tears' in his hand and threw it to Wang Anfeng.

Wang Anfeng took it in his hands and didn't take it seriously at all, but he bought it himself, threw away his distress, thought about it, turned around and handed it to the little Taoist Chonghe, and said with a smile:
"Little Taoist priest, since you have called my senior brother, then this is a meeting ceremony."

The old man next to him knew some scenes and was dumbfounded.

The little Taoist rushed and hesitated.

Wang Anfeng smiled again, holding the jade bead in his right hand that could make a wealthy woman in a state scream, he sent it forward, and said with a smile:

"Didn't you see it just now, I bought it for a penny."

"Why, you don't want to accept a penny gift?"

Chong He didn't hesitate anymore, took the jade beads and held them tightly in his hand, his eyes sparkled.

Mu Shanxue couldn't hold back her face, coughed lightly, and said:
"You kid, you're not from those girls with yellow flowers, why do you want these round beads?"

Chonghe put the jade beads away beautifully, without even looking at his lazy elder brother, he said:

"Hit the slingshot."

"This bead is the best to use for peeing and peeing."

Wang Anfeng was slightly startled, and then laughed out loud, seemingly quite happy. Mu Shanxue slumped on the wooden stool, tore a piece of meatloaf and threw it into his mouth, chewed it, looked at Wang Anfeng, and said:
"You, that bead is only worth a penny?"

Wang Anfeng nodded, taking it for granted:
"One penny in exchange for one penny is naturally a penny."

Mu Shanxue swallowed the meatloaf, and asked again:

"Then how much is your sword worth?"

Wang Anfeng raised the iron sword in his hand, looked at the lazy Taoist priest, thought for a while, and said seriously:
"It was originally 970 Wen."

"In the past two days, I have worked hard to maintain it, and I will sell it for a tael of silver."

Mu Shanxue was dumbfounded, but didn't object, and raised his hand to stroke his chin.

The old man over there jumped in anger.

The old man hadn't been so angry like this for a long time, but he looked at the well-mannered young man in green shirt, who took it for granted, but rarely thought of taking off his shoes and smacking his mouth at the other person's face.

He really wanted to grab the boy by the collar and spray this prodigal thing on behalf of his parents.

A big and big jade bead is worth a penny.

That broken sword is worth a tael of silver?
Just one piece of iron, two pieces of wood nailed together can be used as a scabbard, worth a thousand bright jade beads?

He has also heard his grandson say that those things are rare in wealthy families, and at least one hundred taels of gold is required.

Then according to what the green-clothed boy said, the sword in his palm is worth 10 taels of gold?

The old man scoffed.

However, Mu Shanxue also took it for granted.

He reached into his bosom, touched it, and took out a small brocade bag with two ducks embroidered on it. The lazy Taoist priest opened the brocade bag, counted it, shook his head regretfully, and said:
"Tsk, not enough money."

"If not, I really want to buy your sword and play with it."

"The two of us have known each other for almost three years, we have discussed it, 960 Wen, sell it to me?"

Wang Anfeng laughed out loud, shook his head, and said with a bit of teasing:
"As the saying goes, there is no discount for small businesses."

"I don't even have a business that I don't have, so naturally I don't have it."

Mu Shanxue withdrew the kit in his hand regretfully, and muttered:

"who said it."

"Since ancient times, quacks and generals in the battlefield have always counted that the business with no capital is the most profitable."

The little Taoist rushed and tugged at his senior brother's cuff, and said in a low voice:
"But brother, didn't the master say that there is still half a sentence below."

"Floating fame and gain, vain and hard work."

"It's the horse in the gap, the fire in the stone, and the body in your dream."

There is no fire in the stone, the body is hallucinated in the dream, the white horse passes through the gap, all of a sudden.

Mu Shanxue raised his eyebrows, and landed his right hand unceremoniously on the top of the little Taoist priest's head. When he pressed it down, he didn't use any force, but just rubbed his big hands randomly, messing up the bun that Chonghe had managed to tidy up neatly, which made the latter angry His cheeks bulged slightly, and his mood of being demolished improved a lot.

Wang Anfeng laughed out loud.

Holding the hilt of the iron sword in his left hand, he leaned over, took a cup of tea from the table with his right hand, drank it in one gulp, played with the cup with two fingers, and said calmly:

"Now is not a good time. If there is a chance, let's chat again."

"Farewell."

With a shake of his wrist, the teacup fell back on the table steadily. Wang Anfeng smiled at the lazy Taoist priest and the young boy who wanted to play with a slingshot with jade beads. Put it on the table, and it was spinning around.

The old man at the tea stand widened his eyes, not understanding what this meant.

Mu Shanxue stroked her chin, laughed out loud, and said:

"It looks like it should be the tea money for the bowl of tea you just drank, just accept it, old man."

"Junior brother, we should go too."

Chong He was trying to find a way to straighten his hair, he heard this, stood up, and wanted to raise his hand to get the large and small luggage beside him, but Mu Shanxue had already held it in his hand first.

Mu Shanxue took two quick steps, taking advantage of the gray donkey's inattention, he threw the big and small bags on it.

The donkey barked uncomfortably.

Taoist Qingjun stood on the right side of the donkey, raised his left hand, and lazily put it on the plain Taoist Yunzhuan long sword. He picked it up at will, and the sword flew up with its sheath. When it fell, it just passed through the sword belt behind the Taoist priest. , even though it looks lazy, it can't help but call it chic.

Chonghe raised his hand to straighten his bun, and walked over, ready to raise his hand to hold the donkey's rein, but a big hand had already landed on his collar, and then his body was empty, and his feet had left the ground.

Mu Shanxue threw it directly on the donkey's back and jumped up.

The donkey brayed twice and headed out of the city.

The old man looked at the little Taoist priest on the donkey's back and bowed to him far away, but he didn't know if he just slipped up when someone lifted his collar, lost face, his face was a little red, he smiled, and said in his heart Sure enough, he was still a child.

There were several people here just now, but now it is empty.

The old man sighed, and all the anger and love in his heart just now dissipated. He stood there blankly, then turned around and went to the back to get a rag, and wiped the old wooden table.

Seeing the five copper coins lined up on the table, and thinking of the bowl of tea Wang Anfeng drank just now, an inexplicable thought suddenly arose in his heart.

Putting down the rag, put the five copper coins away, instead of putting them where the silver coins used to be, but found the wooden box again, threw the five copper coins into it, and the bell jingled.

After putting away the iron box, he was slightly taken aback, realizing that what he did just now was really superfluous.

These days, the young man came every day, and he would definitely not be absent tomorrow, but he hesitated for a while, and put the iron box away carefully, only thinking in his heart.

He collected all his copper coins and wanted to see what the future of this loud-talking boy would be.

But doing this is just a small thing that the old man finds interesting. If it is meaningful, it is probably far less than the extra round hole on the table.

I have to find a piece of wood to repair it.

The old man muttered to himself.

PS: Ushering in the breaking point of the plot... today's two-in-one, tomorrow's update may be a little later, but it shouldn't disappoint everyone, or can we look forward to it a little bit? (clasping fists)

　Thanks to Xue Nairui for the 100 starting coins, Drunken Swastika Panda's 100 starting coins, Luo Yuwuming's 2000 starting coins, Qianshan Lonely Walking Spring and Autumn Sword's 100 starting coins, She is Guang's 100 starting coins, HSY.yt's 100 starting coins , I have 100 starting coins, thank you
　　
　　
　
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