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- The man's mouth was covered again.
The voice is really deafening.
The free and easy old man got up at this moment, watching the child who was unwilling to run away crying with the woman in his arms.
The woman couldn't move and could only watch the child cry.
The man stood against the wall and cried silently.
The old man sighed.
He took the initiative to get up and said to Wang Wen: "Wait a minute, the fairy family. The old man has been practicing boxing since he was a child. His bones are still pretty tough. If the fairy family needs to take people's blood to practice, please be sure to cut the knife from the old man. A way to survive is even more grateful!"
Wang Min turned around.
look around.
"You still treat me like a demon?" He looked at the old man dumbfounded and said, "We are hungry and come to your house for a meal, which is equivalent to using money to buy food. Why do you look like you are desperate to fight with me? less money?"
The old man shook his head: "Use money to buy food? This behavior is not as simple as you said, it is obviously a robbery."
Wang Wen raised her eyebrows, and a bold guess flashed in her mind.
He walked up to the old man, held up a golden pancake and asked, "Don't tell me you don't know this thing?"
"Maybe they don't know. The old man is quite knowledgeable when he asks himself. He has heard about the appearance of jewelry, gold and silver." The old man was actually a little proud.
Wang Wen was speechless: "Since you know gold, why are you still so bitter and bitter? This one is enough for a whole sheep, let alone a piece of your meat?"
But the old man said: "We can't use the gold. The standard gold you stole from no one knows where in the world is worthless. You exchange the useless gold for the only piece of salted meat in our family of four." , wasn¡¯t it done by robbers?¡±
After listening to the old man.
Ren Ruanruan froze.
Zhu Xingguo said "what the hell" in his throat and finally swallowed it back, glanced at the aircraft, and sat back on the stone bench sullenly.
Wang Wen put the golden pancake back into the cloth bag.
Shaking his head and sighing repeatedly.
He didn't know what he was laughing at.
I just feel that it is a broken world.
Everywhere looks so ridiculous.
?It makes people laugh but helpless.
What a helpless tragedy it is to have money that cannot be spent in an era of economic backwardness!
He put away the gold, and asked the old man sternly: "Then please tell me, how can I not behave like a robber. I like rules, and it is only right and proper to give money for meals, and I can't eat free food."
This time, the old man refused to speak no matter what.
Just stood there shaking his head silently.
A pitiful and hateful look.
The little sun in Wang Min's hand condensed and then scattered, and condensed and condensed again.
He took a deep breath, feeling a little strange.
How did a tower climber in two lifetimes become so bad-tempered?
With a wave of his hand, he removed the restraint of the man by the wall, and the man rushed up and raised his fist to hammer.
Wang Wen supported the transparent barrier and let him hammer, and asked unhurriedly: "I'm awesome, I can get you whatever you want, do you dare to challenge me?"
Zhu Xingguoteng stood up at once, spread his hands and made a gesture: "Yes! Say whatever you want! I don't believe that I can't rule you gangsters today!"
The man stared at them with red eyes.
Gritting his teeth and grinding his throat, he said in a muffled voice: "Give me back the bacon! It's exactly the same! It won't do anything more or less!"
Zhu Xingguo was stunned, unable to say "What the hell" in his throat for a long time.
A drop of sweat ran across Wang Wen's forehead.
I thought it was too early to blow my head, this is really challenging.
He pulled Zhu Xingguo over, and said in a solemn voice, "Flesh, vegetables, and other organic substances are too complicated to be solved by even the magic tricks of the Mongolian level, not to mention the time magic of bacon, which is very difficult. I can only try my best."
Zhu Xingguo looked at Ren Ruanruan, who was also dignified beside him, and eased the atmosphere: "Master, come on! I believe you can do it!"
Ren Ruanruan said helplessly to Wang Wen: "How about I dance for you?"
Wang Wen, who was frowning and concentrating her energy, looked up at her: "What kind of dance?"
Ren Ruanruan listened.
Pursing her lips and smiling, she said, "Any kind is fine."
Wang Wen refused expressionlessly: "Nothing is allowed."
A few jokes.
The atmosphere became a little more relaxed.
??? Min stretched out her hand.
An object with the texture of flesh slowly emerged from the void.
The shape and size are almost the same.
Even the color of the surface looks more and more similar to the back.
Wait until Wang Wen let out a breath of sweat profusely.
Put the "bacon mutton" that looks almost identical in your hand on the ground.
A few people only heard a "boom".
It's like a clash of gold and iron.
Zhu Xingguo took out a knife and tried to chop "cured mutton".
The "meat" was intact.
There was a cut in the blade.
Zhu Xingguo was holding a knife, and his mood was very complicated.
Wang Wen looked at the "cured mutton" on the ground, with thousands of words in his chest, and finally only one sentence: "It's really hard to follow the rules."
Zhu Xingguo nodded in agreement: "It's really hard to be a good person who obeys the rules."
Ren Ruanruan got angry, grabbed a handful of golden pancakes from the cloth bag and got up.
In a few steps, he rushed out the door, grabbed a casual audience and asked, "Who is the richest here?"
The audience pointed blankly at a large stone house in the center of the village: "The head of the pavilion has a salary of one hundred shi, and he doesn't worry about corvee or money. He is the richest local."
Ren Ruanruan left this person and went straight to the big stone house.
Not long after entering, a fat sheep was pulled out from behind the house.
Next to him was a middle-aged man who repeatedly waved his hands to say goodbye.
She leads the sheep.
Return to the man's house.
Throwing the sheep rope in front of him, he said coldly, "I don't believe there are problems in this world that money can't solve!"
The man froze.
The old man's face changed drastically, and he exclaimed: "This is Lord Tingchang's sheep! Take it away and don't harm us!"
Ren Ruan was furious: "He has already sold it to me!"
The old man and the man looked at each other.
Sitting down on the ground dejectedly, looking at the fat sheep in front of him, he lamented: "It's over, everything is over. It was just a piece of meat lost, but now I really don't know how much property I have to pay to offset the disaster of this sheep."
The man was silent for a long time.
He slapped himself hard.
Kneeling down and kowtowing vigorously to the old man a few times, he snorted and said, "It's all my fault, my son is unfilial, so let's go first."
The old man burst into tears after hearing the words.
But he didn't stop the man who got up and left.
Ren Ruanruan grabbed the man and asked, "Why are you going?"
The man's face sank like water: "Apologize to the pavilion chief, if it doesn't work, I will pay him my life."
"What are you doing! What are you doing!!" Ren Ruanruan was so angry that his eyes were red and he was about to cry, stomping his feet bitterly and shouting: "Why do you want to do this? Why are you doing this even after the sheep have already been sold to me? ! How can you feel at ease??!!"
Wang Wen, who had been silent all this time, let out a long breath.
Pulled Zhu Xingguo's hand and put a copper coin in it.
Zhu Xingguo asked in puzzlement after an equivalent exchange like a conditioned reflex: "What's wrong, Master?"
Wang Wen didn't speak, and continued to make copper coins, and put them in his hand.
Seeing the old man's eyes straightened.
to the end.
Wang Wen handed it to the old man with a handful of copper coins and said, "Please find a way to buy a piece of meat and marinate it again? Is there enough salt? I have it too."
The old man held the copper coins dully, his hands trembling.
The man by the door, who was ready to die, rushed over when he saw the copper, his eyes glowed, he grabbed the two and rubbed each other.
His complexion turned from cloudy to sunny in an instant, and he said happily: "So you are rich! Tell me earlier! If I had known this, I would have bought fresh meat for everyone! Look at what's going on!"
He raised his head to greet the woman in the distance: "Damn it! Why are you standing still and pour tea for the nobleman!"
Turning his head to the solidified Zhu Xingguo Ren, he said softly and respectfully: "Gentlemen, are you full? Would you like some wine? I'll go to the old aunt's house at the entrance of the village and borrow a chicken for you all to cook for a while? ? - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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