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Chapter 117 Market Experience ([-])

"Girl, do you want to tell your fortune?" An Xiuer didn't want to provoke the fortune teller, but the fortune teller stopped beside her, An Xiuer quickly waved her hands, and said, "No."

The fortune-teller laughed, didn't say much, and left with the flag.

"Hey, wait a minute." The fortune teller was about to leave, but An Xiu'er stopped him instead, "How much is your fortune telling?"

"Ten words." The fortune teller replied.

"Ten words, can everything be counted?" An Xiuer asked again.

"Anything can be counted." The fortune teller was obviously very confident in himself.

"Then I have nothing to calculate, you can go."

An Xiu'er heard what the fortune teller said, but she didn't care, and just told the fortune teller to leave. The fortune teller seemed to have some skills, and she was not angry when she saw this.

"Ma'am, didn't you just talk about fortune-telling, why don't you forget it?" Ban Xia on the side was a little puzzled.

"A person's fate is in his own hands. Whether he counts it or not, what's the difference? Even if he is right, what can he do? The past has passed, and the future, whether he counts it or not , will come, but I will worry all day because of his words, it is really not worth the candle."

"Madam's words make sense." Ban Xia nodded thoughtfully, An Xiu'er also smiled, and continued walking on the street, with the sound of hawkers coming and going, whenever An Xiu'er took a step near other people's stalls, the hawkers would He greeted her enthusiastically, "Miss, take a look."

An Xiu'er sometimes sees something she likes, and she will go to have a look, but most of the time, she just smiles slightly, and then takes two steps back.

"In the county town before, those small vendors were very proud. Normally, they wouldn't pay any attention to us when we went by." An Xiu'er said with quite a feeling, she felt that the small vendors in this county town were more enthusiastic.

"Your identity is different now." Ban Xia pointed out the mystery, although An Xiuer didn't want to admit it, but she had to admit it, "Maybe you are right."

Going forward, An Xiu'er also met a very interesting beggar. Although his hair was disheveled, his clothes were neat and tidy. He was holding a broken bowl in his hand. He was begging from the same stall owner at the moment. What he said was, It seems to be a jingle, which sounds very interesting.

"Do all the beggars here beg and talk like him?" An Xiuer asked.

Banxia saw that Anxiuer was paying attention to the beggar, so she listened carefully, and heard the beggar struggling with the stall owner: "As soon as the bamboo boards jingle, Gong Xi Fa Cai is healthy. Today, I am always begging for money. I hope the boss Be generous, the boss’s abacus is round, it’s all money in and out, save me a big copper coin, and save me from begging for a day.” [Excerpts from begging songs here are taken from Baidu]

"It's quite interesting." Ban Xia also nodded, "Madam, do you want to give a reward?"

"Okay, but I don't have any money." An Xiuer spread her hands.

"The uncle gave me the money, you can use it as you like." Ban Xia said and patted the purse on her waist.

"I don't need it, why don't you lend me a few cents, and I'll pay you back when I make money." An Xiu'er discussed with Ban Xia.

"You don't need to pay it back, it's a reward from me. What the old beggar said is very interesting." Ban Xia took out two copper coins from her sleeve pocket, told An Xiu'er, and went forward to offer a reward The old beggar has gone.

As soon as the money fell into the old beggar's bowl, the old beggar sang allegro again, "Miss has a bodhisattva heart, a good hearted girl, a good man who will marry every day, and love for a long time. "

"Haha, thank you." Banxia couldn't help laughing when she heard the old beggar's rhetoric for her. No one has ever praised her like this. It seems that giving is also a happy thing.

"Looking at you like that, you can't even close your mouth." An Xiu'er could hear clearly from the side, and she just smiled helplessly, "A good girl like you will definitely get happiness in the future."

"Hee hee, it's up to you, madam." Ban Xia winked at An Xiu'er and said, "My current happiness is all in your hands, madam."

"Don't worry, you are so kind to me now, I will definitely choose carefully for you." An Xiu'er joked: "I will definitely let you marry a good man, who will be loving and loving for the rest of his life."

Although Banxia is more lively, she is a cardamom girl after all. When she heard An Xiuer say this, two red clouds appeared on her face, "Ma'am, let's go shopping, don't talk about this."

"It doesn't conflict with me to talk to me while shopping." An Xiu'er spread her hands, which is rare to have a little fun. She doesn't plan to let her go, so she has to make fun of her, "Hey, let me ask you, what kind of man do you like? ?”

"Me? I'm in Zhang's house every day, and I don't know any of them except my elder brother and the other servants." Ban Xia was a little dejected. It seems that among the servants in this family, she doesn't like you.

Seeing this, An Xiu'er said: "Okay, then I won't talk about it. If you like someone in the future, just tell me and I will help you."

Ban Xia seemed to have thought of something, and her face turned redder, "I don't want to get married, I just stay with Madam like this, forget it."

"I don't want you to accompany me, I just need my husband-in-law to accompany me." When An Xiuer mentioned Zhang Zhenan, a sweet expression appeared on her face.

Ban Xia's complexion changed slightly, but soon returned to normal: "I think Ma'am, you are lucky to meet someone as good as our uncle. If I can meet such a person in this life, that would be great."

"It depends on luck." An Xiu'er replied casually. She didn't want to talk too much about this topic. She actually knew that the servants in this family thought she was lucky, but in fact, she was lucky because of this good luck. She doesn't necessarily want it, she thinks she was pretty good before, she is contented, there are so many people in the village who can chat with her, but in this family, apart from talking to Ban Xia, there are only There is no one else.

Sighing lightly, she continued to walk forward. After walking a few steps, she saw people forming a circle in front of her. She didn't know what they were watching. An Xiu'er couldn't help sighing, this county town is really lively.

"Sell your body to bury your father?" The two of them walked slowly, the crowd had dispersed a bit, An Xiu'er could recognize a few words, but she recognized them all at once. Although she didn't know the word for burial, she guessed Let her guess it too.

Kneeling in front of him was a man covered in plain clothes, with his head down, unable to see his appearance clearly. There was a wooden board in front of him, on which were written the words "Selling one's body and burying one's father". The covered one looks like a person, with gray hair faintly exposed on the top of the head not covered by the white cloth.

Everyone around was pointing and pointing, but no one was willing to take out their pockets to help this person tide over the difficulties.

"Hey, Ban Xia, didn't Dong Yong meet the Seven Fairies because he sold his body to bury his father?" An Xiuer couldn't help asking when she thought of this widely circulated story.

"Well, it seems to be." Ban Xia can't remember clearly.

"Then if you give him money to bury his father, maybe he will be your future Dong Yong." An Xiu'er said seriously.

"But I'm a maid, why should I buy him?" Ban Xia looked at An Xiu'er helplessly, but An Xiu'er's attention was elsewhere, and she said: "Oh, young man, if you sell yourself to bury your father, you sell yourself Funeral father, why do you still bring your old father's bones here?"

Hearing the pleasant voice, the man raised his head, but he was a young and handsome young man with red lips and white teeth, very good-looking, he looked at An Xiu'er, but didn't speak, just drooped his eyelids, and shed tears.

"Hey, don't cry, I just think that even if you want to bury your father, you don't need to sell yourself. You can find some relatives and friends, gather a little money, and buy a coffin? Why bother with yourself for a dead person?" What about your freedom?" An Xiu'er earnestly and persuasively said, "I don't know how much effort it took for your small body to carry your father's bones here."

"You don't need to worry about it." Seeing that An Xiu'er didn't intend to spend money for him, the young man became a little impatient.

"I don't want you to go astray." An Xiu'er said, "Freedom is precious. Although I don't have the money to help you now, tell me, maybe I can help you out of the predicament, and you will kill your father like this." It is very disrespectful to the dead to carry the bones of the dead."

"You don't have any money, how can you help me out of this predicament? I don't have any predicament now, I just need money to bury my father." The boy growled.

"Alright then." An Xiu'er turned around and looked at Ban Xia, "Ban Xia, does our Zhang family need a servant?"

"It doesn't seem to be necessary, but Ma'am, if you are willing to buy him, it should be possible." Ban Xia nodded and said.

"That's fine, then go talk to the steward of the Zhang family and help this young man." An Xiu'er said: "It's a hot day, if this corpse is not buried in the ground, it will rot."

"Yeah." Ban Xia nodded and said: "Young man, you are very lucky, you come with us, and I will talk to the manager later, and after confirming that your background is all right, you can use the money to bury you father."

"But it's not safe to put my father's body here?" the boy said.

"Don't worry, no one took your father's body. If you are worried, I can ask someone to look at it for you. Anyway, the shop behind you belongs to our Zhang family." Ban Xia said with a smile.

"No need, let's go." The young man was on guard just now, but at this moment he happily put aside the wooden token of body and money, An Xiuer smiled at him, and walked in front with Ban Xia.

However, the two of them hadn't taken two steps when the young man who was following them turned around and ran away suddenly. Before An Xiu'er could recover, she saw the corpse lying on the ground like a carp, and ran away. Far.

(End of this chapter)