Although Feihua Island is poor, the head of the big household obviously makes money well and lives very richly.
She was wearing a bat-pattern sprinkled golden silk satin beige, and a top-quality snow gauze coat that looked like it was produced in Kunlun Snow Palace. Her long black and white hair was very smooth and tight, and her hairpin was full of emerald pearl flowers. Wait for the snails to thicken, apply powder and fat, and make the lips crimson. A warm pearl chain was wrapped around her neck, and two golden earrings were hung on her ears, inlaid with rubies the size of pigeon eggs, pulling her ear flaps heavily.
She is a woman over half a hundred years old, her youth is long gone, her figure is slightly bloated, and her face is full of wrinkles. It would be fine if she dresses up deliberately, but she obviously thinks that the more expensive things she wears on her body, the more she will appear It is extraordinarily beautiful, so it falls into this pile of glittering pearls and emeralds, like an old turtle in red and green.
The old turtle is sitting on half of the entire Feihua Island. When she speaks, the village chief dare not say a word.
At this moment, as the sun rose, Shi Shiran, an old turtle with red flowers and green leaves, came to the square, sat in the red rosewood bat deer grand master chair that had been prepared for her, and looked at the refugees from Linyi.
"Why did you accept it?" She rolled up her heavy and greasy eyelids, and gave the village chief a half-hearted look, "I haven't paid the taels of money, so why give them a house to live in? What about food, how much have you eaten?"
"I didn't eat muchthey were all leftovers from the villagers' own homes, and they couldn't eat any more." The village head muttered.
The old turtle snorted coquettishly, and said, "That also has to be paid. Isn't this rice and wheat all grown from the land of my grandson Sanniang? This year's harvest is not good, and I even opened a warehouse to help every household on the island." Ten catties of barley flour and a pot of oil. It doesn¡¯t matter if I give them to you, we are all from our own family, but I¡¯m afraid it¡¯s not good for you to use Sanniang¡¯s food to help the refugees in Linyi?¡±
"What the third lady said is true." The village chief smiled apologetically, "But look, these little girls and old men are so pitiful in the cold weather. You have a heart of a Bodhisattva, so let it go."
The old turtle stared with small eyes: "How can it be forgotten? Money, it's all money."
Village head: ""
"How much food did each family provide for them to eat?" Old Turtle asked, "I asked you to keep accounts just now, have you done it?"
The village chief had no choice but to say: "Forget it, I figured it out." As he spoke, he handed a booklet to the old turtle Sun Sanniang, who raised her hand with a clatter, and on only one wrist of her right hand, she wore nine colorful pamphlets. Bracelets, gold, silver, jade, and precious stones of various colors almost covered half of her forearm.
"Yeah." She finished reading lazily, took out a box of ledgers, counted with her fingers, and said, "You guys are pigs, you really can eat, and in just a short while, you actually ate twenty-six steamed buns on the island. Our steamed buns are really big, and it¡¯s not too much to charge you ninety silver. In addition, I drank half a tank of fresh water, which I brought back from Linyi. Linyi sold me three gold and one tank. I will give you back four golds and one pot, half a pot is two golds, a total of two golds and ninety silvers. By the way, Miss Zhang."
The kind-faced woman whose name was called shook her head, and hurriedly raised her head: "Ah, third lady."
Sun Sanniang said with a smile: "Your steamed buns are the most delicious. When kneading noodles, there is pork suet in them, so you have to settle the score."
"This steaming ten steamed buns is only a grain of lard the size of a pea. How does this count?"
"Why is it difficult to calculate, ten steamed buns and a grain of lard the size of a pea, after conversion, I will charge a copper coin, which is not too much."
""
"In this way, it is two gold, ninety silver and one copper." Sun Sanniang said, "In addition, you slept in the house on my land. Although the house is not mine, but the land is mine, you slept for half an hour. , the cost for half an hour is seventy coppers per person."
As she spoke, she turned her head and asked the steward beside her, "How many are there?"
"Hui Sanniang, there are forty-nine in total."
"No, didn't you say fifty-one before? How about two more?"
Before the words fell, a gloomy voice was suddenly heard saying:
"it's here."
Although Chu Wanning didn't wear a white shirt, but a darker moon white robe, he was still full of vigor, with the breath of frost and snow. In a pair of slightly upward-flying eyes, the pupils were clear, but cold and arrogant, as if unsheathed sharp bayonet.
Sun Sanniang is an ordinary person, but she is not afraid when she sees a monk.
She has worked for most of her life to make a living. Although she is critical and penny-pinching, she does not commit crimes, and she is disgusting around her.
So she said unhurriedly: "It turns out that you are a fairy, no wonder you don't have to sleep. These people are all rescued by you, right? They came just in time, be quick and give me money."
villageBar.
Mo Ran sighed and stopped thinking about it. He put down the wooden bucket, mixed some cold water in the tank, rolled up his sleeves and started washing clothes.
Chu Wanning, whether he is making mechas or writing scrolls, is methodical and meticulous, but once he is asked to do some laundry and cooking, it is always a mess.
For example, before Mo Ran completely immerses his clothes in the water, he will habitually check the Qiankun bag and the hidden bag first to prevent any important things from entering the water, but Chu Wanning often does not remember to do this step.
""
Facing the pile of odds and ends that Chu Wanning took out of his robe, Mo Ran fell silent.
What are these?
Begonia handkerchief.
Fortunately, it is still normal.
All kinds of pills.
There is nothing wrong with it.
A handful of sugar
Mo Ran was a little speechless, and looked carefully, it seemed that it was the nougat that he bought for him when he was in Yuliang Village.
Have you finished eating yet?
Scrolling down again, Mo Ran was taken aback
Detonator?
Mo Ran's face was blue, and holding the half-soaked, wet talisman paper, he was almost terrified.
How wide is Chu Wanning's heart? Can you put the detonating talisman directly on your body without any confinement? Although the possibility of igniting and self-destructing is very small, this is too dangerous, are you kidding?
Mo Ran frowned, and hurriedly checked his clothes again carefully, and cleared out all the detonating talismans, freezing talismans, and soul-suppressing talismans, and found that the dragon-rising talisman with the dragon was also drawn Wan Ning carelessly fell inside.
If you don't even look at it, these talisman papers will be ruined, and a large part of them will be useless. Chu Wanning is really
Mo Ran shook his head helplessly, and secretly said that in the future, the master's clothes must not be allowed to wash by himself.
Just thinking about it, suddenly a small, lotus-white thing slipped out of the dark bag. Mo Ran didn't care about it, thinking it was some kind of magic spell or talisman, he picked it up and glanced at it.
At this one glance, he was stunned.
It was an old brocade bag, embroidered with acacia flowers, the petals and leaves had lost their color and were no longer as bright as before.
A little puzzled and at a loss, he vaguely felt that this thing was very familiar, and he must have seen it somewhere before, but it was too long, and he couldn't remember it for a while.
Mo Ran caressed this little kit, his dark brows were tightly locked, and there was a flash of light and shadow in his eyes. The past flowed by one by one, and he tried to find the source of this blooming acacia in the turbulent years.
? Light and slightly cool fabric, color that fades over time.
He held it in his hand and looked at it carefully, turning it over and over again, but he couldn't remember anything. He was worried that there was something dangerous like a "detonating charm" inside, so he opened a hole in it and took a look.
""
is a strand of hair.
No, on closer inspection, there are actually two strands.
Tied together, entwined together, a net of heaven and earth, a perfect fit. In the time that passed in a hurry, they have been entwined and accompanied each other. At first glance, they thought it was a bunch, but in fact, these two strands of ink have long been inseparable.
"hair?"
The ink burned in a daze, and a little light flashed in front of his eyes.
He murmured: "The kitthe Acacia kit"
Suddenly, he remembered a past event. Immediately afterwards, that incident exploded in my heart like a flame, burning my chest was burning hot. His eyes widened instantly in shock.
Ghost master of ceremonies.
He remembered.
? Golden boy and jade girl Caidie town get together and make cups together, make a vow, make an oath and make an alliance¡ªhe remembered
Since then, the two lonely souls have been together, and the blue sky and the yellow spring will never be separated.
He remembered.
He remembered! !
In front of the master of ceremonies in Caidie Town Ghost, when he and Chu Wanning were married, the two strands of hair cut by the golden boy and jade girl were put in the Acacia Kit and handed over to Chu Wanning.
It is this kit.
"how come."
Mo Ran's brain was buzzing, blood was surging, and he was stunned for a moment.
"How can it be¡¡"
He was holding the kit tightly, his hands trembling slightly, his eyes were full of lights, flashing surprise, horror, disbelief, bewilderment, ecstasy and even sadness.
MasterChu Wanning
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