All Heavens Gou Xian

Chapter 834 Interesting
Along the way, Zhang Zhixuan was most troubled not by a load of firewood and three pennies, not by the corners of a woman's mean mouth, not by a child's bare arms in the cold wind.

It was the two machines in the woman's house. He saw them clearly. Those two machines were used for weaving cloth and silk!

Zhang Zhixuan is not a time traveler, he is not an ancient human being, and he cannot say that there is no idle land in the world, and farmers are still starving to death; where can the money for selling charcoal be used?Those who wear clothes and eat in their mouths; those who are covered with silk are not silkworm farmers; these beautiful and gorgeous poems are full of emotions.

Adhering to the passion and innocence of a young man, he wanted to ask why?
Those who cultivate the land cannot eat enough food; those who raise silkworms cannot wear silk; those who build houses have no place to stand; those who forge iron have no good pots in their homes;
The person who kneads the board lacks bread; the cobbler who makes thousands of pairs of shoes shows his toes;

He who produces everything has nothing, and he who produces nothing has everything.

Join the Taoist monastery from the folk, and then get out of the Taoist monastery to enter the real society and experience a reincarnation.

For the first time, Zhang Zhixuan questioned the Daoist Academy. Why can't the monks of the Daoist Academy, the scholars of the academy, and even the royal family that ruled all the people help them?Help mothers with calloused hands, help common people like weaving women.

Extraordinary people have power beyond the times. All kinds of sophisticated instruments are invented and created by the academy, but few items from the academy have entered the folks.

Do they not want to help, or can they not help?
Is it because the monks themselves may fall into madness at any time and are threatened by pollution, so it is impossible to help, or is it because the transcendent thinks they are superior and is unwilling to help.

Looking up at the sky and starry sky, Zhang Zhixuan only felt that it was hard to breathe, as if mountains were pressing down on him, on the poor people in the world, and on the monks who might fall into madness at any time.

Among them, the name of the most prominent mountain is called——Old Days Outer God.

If these mountains are removed, can monks and practitioners use their strength to help ordinary people, and will the world become better?

Thinking about the small alleys, stepping into the bustling market streets of the town, there are people besides people.

"Meat buns, big meat buns, there are a lot of ingredients, and they are sold at a cheap price, two yuan a piece!"

"The best Dangshan pear, the fruit is big, the core is small, the skin is thin and juicy, it's cheaper than meat buns!"

"Dabai Mantou, Dabai Mantou, cheaper than Dangshanli, and still full!"

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The hustle and bustle came immediately, and the street vendors who hawked hot and spicy soup, meat buns, seafood, fruits and other food were shouting hoarsely, making passers-by involuntarily slow down.

Touching the 21 copper coins in his pocket, Zhang Zhixuan once again realized how to write the four words shy in the pocket.

First, I bought a bucket of rice for ten renminbi, and a half jar of salt for five renminbi to buy my daily necessities.Zhang Zhixuan slipped into a pastry shop along the way, planning to take some pastries as a thank you gift to Doctor Shi.

The shop is not big, but there are all kinds of snacks. On the upper counter, there are mandarin duck butter, xuanhua crisp, and lotus root crisp; on the lower counter, there are yam cakes, horseshoe cakes, chestnut cakes, and peanut cakes; , Vegetables and other small offal.

In the hanging small basket, there are wrapped almond cakes, green onion and peach cakes, thin crisps, red bean paste cakes, and ear cakes.

On the attic on one side are various packed platters and snack boxes, which are suitable for rich and noble families to give gifts.

"Xiao Langjun, what do you want to buy?" A fat shopkeeper in a black coat and a small cap raised his head and asked with a smile, holding a small scale in his hand.

Faced with the old shopkeeper's inquiry, Zhang Zhixuan had already planned in his mind, and said without hesitation: "Here are some snacks in bulk, ready to give away."

The old shopkeeper took a look at Zhang Zhixuan's clothes, and he knew it in his heart. He pointed to the box in the corner and said, "Let's have some rock sugar vegetarian cake, adults and children like it, and it's only thirty yuan a catty."

"Thirty Wen?"

Zhang Zhixuan was taken aback, and complained in his heart, is your pastry made of gold or silver melon seeds, and it costs thirty yuan.

Immediately he cast his eyes away and looked around, Zhang Zhixuan said calmly: "It's not bad, but the one I want to give it to doesn't like too sweet."

"I don't like too sweet." The old shopkeeper pondered for a moment, opened a box and said, "Shuanghang peanuts, salty and sweet, 23 renminbi per catty."

"Icing sugar is easy to stick to clothes." Zhang Zhixuan pretended to sigh and shook his head

The old shopkeeper glanced at Zhang Zhixuan with a half-smile, took out his trump card, and took out a piece of almond cake from the basket, which was cut into pieces, beautiful and neat, and only [-] cents.

"The quantity is small..."

Zhang Zhixuan hesitated for a moment, then shook his head

"This is the jujube paste cake I just made this morning... This is the white sugar cake left over from yesterday... This is the small dumpling made by the old man himself..."

Seeing the old shopkeeper's face getting more and more gloomy, Zhang Zhixuan coughed and walked straight to the cheapest peanut cake.

I chose this definitely not because the peanut crisps only cost three pennies, but because the snacks are huge!
After giving a copy to Doctor Shi, I can leave some for my mother.

"can you reduce the price?"

"cannot!"

"Okay, that's all."

The old shopkeeper breathed a sigh of relief, packed the peanut crisps, and hurriedly handed them over.

Zhang Zhixuan took the peanut crisps, pushed the cart, and walked towards the medical center where Doctor Shi was.

Doctor Shi's clinic is not inside the city, but outside the city. If he is inside the city, he is also one of the best famous doctors in the city.

But for some reason, Doctor Shi always likes to stay outside, and refuses to go to the Taoist Academy, the inner town where the Academy is stationed.

Zhang Zhixuan pushed the car and came to the entrance of the medical center. As soon as he stopped the car, he saw several patients coming out of the room with hoarse grins. It seemed that the disease was cured, but the side effects were inevitable.

Walking into the medical hall, the doctor was sitting on it, and a man in black was seeing a doctor.Further inside are strange medicine jars and human puppets.

Doctor Shi is a decent person, but unlike the gentlemen with curly hair, Doctor Shi's black hair is always slightly curly, without decoration, his forehead is wide, his cheeks are thin, his eyes are dark, and he always looks at him like no one on weekdays. The whole world.

Zhang Zhixuan handed the peanut crisps to Doctor Shi, expressing his gratitude, without staying too long.

Because he has to prepare for tomorrow's conferring ceremony, although he has already stepped into the extraordinary, but if he doesn't go to the conferring ceremony, he will be investigated by the deacons of the Taoist temple.

Looking at the figure of Zhang Zhixuan going away, Doctor Shi was thoughtful, and a smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth. With his left hand, he took out a crystal-like monocle from the medicine cabinet, wiped the surface with his cuff, and then slowly put it away. Caught in the socket of the right eye.

Pressing the monocle in his right eye, Doctor Shi smiled softly: "Interesting."

(End of this chapter)