The fairy city of the market man

138. Chapter 137
During the trip to the Nine Tune Demon Cave in October, Shang San’er invited two mountain gods to accompany Ah Chou, and revisited the old place. While walking around, he also sent the old dog down the cave to find some strange medicines. .

Nettle is a big city, and his family and the two mountain gods wandered around, looking for some new gadgets that could coax the fan, and bought a lot of exquisitely crafted kites, spinning tops, firecrackers, etc.

The people from Liyang Mountain didn't know when they would come to lead them. If they came late, it would be good if they could refine some Shenyi pills with the fan.

In Nettle City, Duobao Pavilion sent someone to visit, saying that there are actually three Tianwu snow lotus plants hidden in his house, and if the mall mainly buys them, he is willing to part with them.

Siluo nectar and Tianwu snow lotus are the main ingredients for brewing earth immortal intoxication. They have been entrusted to Qizhen Pavilion to find them, but the news has actually leaked to his enemy.

Duobao Pavilion sells it, but there must be terms and conditions. Merit leaf is a trivial matter, and he doesn't want to have too close contact with his family. Shang San'er only said that money is tight, and he will talk to him after he has collected enough merit leaves.

After three to five years, the Qizhen Pavilion is still missing, so let's talk about it.

The power of Qizhen Pavilion is much weaker than that of Duobao Pavilion. The 60 people who are allowed to send will be paid in three years. This year, the [-] people will be delivered before the new year. Look at how many of them are better than those sent by Nanjin Fenggeng and Jingxin are far behind.

When the ceremony arrived, Tang Nuo came to the door to apologize, saying that this year's Tianhe sect has almost sold out, and it took a lot of effort to make up twenty. I hope the city lord will forgive me.

The left and right are only referring to marriage, being a Taoist soldier, and not doing their own business, Shang San'er is generous.

Last year's New Year's Eve dinner, both Mei'er and Han Si were kicked out, and Shang San'er and his wife brought Cao Si together in the city lord's mansion, the three of them lived together, this year was much more lively.

Cao Si is not coming, but not to mention A Chou, Zhi Fan, Mei Er, He Ye, Feng Tang and other maids, Ma Kuan and Mei Xing even brought all the maids in Dilong Mountain, saying that the mountain has been moved to poverty, The whole family must go to the city to eat the big family.

Han Si and his wife also stayed in the mansion, and they had to set up five tables in total!

On the morning of the New Year's Eve, there was another heavy snowfall. Shang San'er went out of the mansion and met Mingyue's master and servant in the snow in the square. Reward some gold and jade to reveal, and Shang San'er will give Xiqian, one person and one leaf.

They are only given to the elderly, and the new ones from Qizhen Pavilion have not been rewarded for their hard work, so they will not be rewarded this year.

After receiving the reward, thank you happily, those who are married go home to have a reunion, and those who are not married cook together for the New Year. As I said, before the tenth day of the Lunar New Year, the city lord's mansion will not order them, and let them play at home.

In Luliu New Year, during the first month, the maids of the mountain gods will also seek out the Kun Dao Mansion to play. They are all raised by Tianhezong and sold. A mountain god allowed them to leave the mansion to find old acquaintances and have fun.

Coming out of Kun Dao Mansion, and walking towards the intersection with his daughter-in-law, Shang San'er wanted to steal her little hand, but was thrown away by Mingyue and stared back with bulging eyes.

Jingxin saw clearly from behind, and poked him in the face: "Third Master, this is on the street! Do you want me to borrow the ugly gong and shout for you a few times?"

Shang San'er was not guilty, and retorted: "Stinky girl, don't just be arrogant, there are times when you beg the master!"

Jingxin refused to accept: "I'll just show you my crazy life!"

"Ouch, the old hen we keep at home was pecking at an eagle that flew over yesterday. It really has been crazy for a lifetime!"

"That mangy dog, seeing that the water for making glutinous rice balls boiled, he didn't wait for the table to be served, and he smacked his mouth impatiently, scalding the bubbles, shouldn't he be ashamed?"

Mingyue's shoulders were a little farther away, and the girl argued with him before asking: "Every family celebrates Chinese New Year, don't you go home?"

It was still early, and the children who set off firecrackers could not be seen, and there were not many people on the street.

Shang San'er replied: "Go and sit at your house!"

Followed all the way into the lobby of the restaurant, shouting: "Fourth brother is here?"

This year, neither in the city lord's mansion nor in a small restaurant, Cao Si wants to hang out with his master in the restaurant of his sister-in-law's family, and now he and Qing Le are peeling peanuts, and they agree.

Shang San'er sat down beside the two of them, picked two peeled grains and threw them into his mouth, then pulled his neck and called in: "Senior Brother Zang Xia, Jun Shan!"

Listening to the movement, all the backyards came out one by one.

Shang San'er ignored the others and said, "I've worked hard for a year, and I'll give you money for the three brothers!"

In the seventh stage of Zangxia, Liuye was given, and Junshan and Qingle only had four leaves.

Zang Xia took it and grinned: "Thank you, City Lord!"

The restaurant works hard and only earns money, but since the Chen family got the brocade and sold it with the weaving method taught by Jinxian, the profits from the brocade in the past two years have all belonged to Mingyue, her owner The money is also rich. Before the Chinese New Year, the master spoon and the waiter each gave a gift, which is not a loss to their own family, and it is richer than the owner of the mall.

Er Zhangshao looked at his face: "There are waiting halls, I don't want to forget the little one!"

"It's hard work!"

This guy is usually very flattering, Shang San'er smiled and handed him the three leaves.

Peng Wang made a bitter face: "Master!"

There are only six leaves in the big running hall, but only three leaves in the spoon, there is no such reason in the world!

Shang San'er said again: "I'll give you a leaf!"

Right now it’s only a small rank, knowing that it’s still far from being a desolate immortal, and there’s no need for merit leaves to practice, Cao Siben has no other thoughts, it’s not merit leaves that are jealous, but he is happy when he hears it: "Oh, thank you, third child!"

Only for Sanye, but also to share with Cao Si, Shang San'er's number one dog leg felt uncomfortable, but he also handed Yiye out as ordered.

Shang San'er handed out the six leaves again: "What's the shame? The third master loves to give it in two rounds, can't it?"

The second master suddenly changed into a smiling face: "I know that the third master likes to be funny, don't we pretend to be pitiful?"

After flattery, he asked again: "Is there another time?"

Shang San'er ignored him and turned to Baili Qiushi.

Yuan Gun Gun was already looking at him.

No one speaks!
Peng Wang, Qing Le, and Jing Xin were all waiting to watch a good show, and after a long time without wanting to look at each other, the owner of the mall took out the nine leaves and handed them over.

The two of them get together, it's good not to quarrel, and they are willing to give merit leaves, which makes Mingyue feel surprised.

Yuan Gungun took it, and also put on a smiling face: "Annual salary? Or reward for one year's hard work?"

Shang San'er snorted softly: "My family asked me to look for you to pay New Year's greetings, I've come here, don't think about anything else!"

"Ouch! So, at the New Year's banquet, can we still get some expenses?"

On the first night of the first day of the new year, the city lord's mansion held a banquet, and the annual salary was going to be distributed. Except for the wine priests, Shang San'er only invited the seven ninth-rankers, all of which were said in private. I don't know where this guy got the news. Go to a mixed banquet to eat, and ask for ninth-level treatment.

Yuan Gun Gun has not yet reached the ninth level. As a temple owner, he originally had some private money, but the casino loses more than he wins, and has lost the Lu family's support. If it weren't for the disciple's filial piety in the second half of the year, the casino would have almost lost face. He will not be miscellaneous for Qi Quotient, nor will he let it go lightly.

With a cold glance, Shang San'er turned around and left.

Behind him, Yuan Gungun called out: "Mingyue!"

"Master?"

"Go to the City Lord's Mansion on the first day of the new year, and pay New Year's greetings to the old lady, do you want to kowtow?"

It was another two scoundrels fighting, but Mingyue couldn't avoid it, so he had to answer: "Yes!"

"Master, let's see, let's save some trouble. Her son is not so polite when he comes to our house!"

But let him decide, Shang Popi ignored it and went to the grocery store.

In the past two days, Yao Niang has not slept too much, she got up early yesterday, took Yao Mei to clean the wine shop and grocery store, and opened the door early today.

Since I can't celebrate the new year with my mother, I just sit with her. I only hate that Han Yaomei is here, and I can't talk about myself, so it's not easy to coax.

After all, there are still two mountain gods at home. They will sit down for a while, taste a few cold dishes made by her sisters, and then go back to the house.

The plums planted in the public school did not bear much fruit this year. My mother picked them up and learned to make two jars of plum vinegar. Unfortunately, I am a novice. I don’t know how it tastes compared to outsiders. It’s better to taste it at home. There is nothing else to honor Mrs. Shang, so I asked him to take an altar back.

He also said that if she thought it was good, she would do more next year, and sell it for money, so that she could share it with the third master of the profit merchant.

In the sound of firecrackers, joy passed thirty, and they kept vigil together. In the early morning of the first day of the new year, the two mountain gods also followed the city people to grab the morning water. When they only offered incense, they waited outside the Temple of Earth and the Temple of the Town God, and did not enter the temple.

In the afternoon, Mingyue went to the City Lord's Mansion, kowtowed to pay New Year's greetings, and prepared a banquet to entertain the wine priest, Tu Zhuang, Zhao's family and so on.

Yuan Gungun doesn't need to be invited, and he doesn't want to enter the mansion early, and he is ordered to cook vegetables. He will wait around an hour before he enters the mansion for a feast.

When he arrived, everyone was already seated, and the food and drinks were served. Beside Granny Chen, Mrs. Shang and Zhang Guoguo were teasing the baby Zhao Hu'er.

The mountain god, Ah Chou, Tu Zhuang, etc., after seeing the ceremony, Yuan Gungun sat down and asked: "Mother-in-law, my disciple Mingyue, is it Xiaoli?"

Not knowing why she asked this question, Mrs. Shang raised her head suspiciously: "Of course the old lady likes it!"

Before he could speak again, Mingyue came in with the food and interrupted: "Master, the wine senior said earlier that he wanted to drink two cups with you, so why don't we sit together?"

Glancing at the dirty Taoist next to him, Yuan Gungun said angrily, "Smelly girl, if I had to guess, Senior Jiu must have said that! You turned your elbow towards him before you even got through the door?"

The master didn't do the right thing either, causing the female disciple to blush.

Sometimes I want to relieve my worries, and sometimes I want to forget everything, but today the city lord invited me to dinner again, so it’s better not to get myself drunk first, the wine priest was stunned, although he didn’t understand what he meant, he said casually: "I want to have a drink with you Go!"

In this city, there are a lot of that little bastard's selfishness, which makes Yuan Gungun feel uncomfortable everywhere.

But without waiting for him to try to file a lawsuit, seeing Mingyue feeling a little uncomfortable, Shang San'er pulled away the chair and stood up: "It's Chinese New Year, Shang Lao San kowtows to all the elders!"

He knelt down and kowtowed at the table.

On weekdays, "Uncle Dong" and "Uncle Tu" are called casually, except for the two mountain gods and A Chou, they can all be considered elders!
Yuan GunGun is also among the elders, he has to deal with everything with one head, and he can't complain to his old mother again, saying that he doesn't kowtow in New Year's greetings.

Mingyue Fang turned around and went out.

When the dishes were ready, Mrs. Shang pulled Mingyue to sit beside her, and the rest of the fans and eyebrows joined the maids at the table and ate outside.

Same as last year, Mrs. Shang made a first glass of wine, and apologized to everyone present for her son.

Shang San'er already knew about his own family affairs, there was only one chubby one at the table, and he was still aggressive, so he wouldn't offend again, so he didn't accompany him to drink as a punishment, he just smiled and listened.

After the old lady apologized, he finished drinking the wine, and while the cups were being mixed, he spoke again: "The two brothers of the mountain god are not outsiders. Last year's salary, we will settle it now!"

Except for Tu Zhuang, the ninth-level immortals are all Jiuye, and there are also many Ma Tongs who are like useless people because of A Chou and his wife; Really treat it as the ninth rank, and present the upper nine leaves.

Dong Ce also got it this year.

The wine Taoist, Ben also said to use wine to pay, but he only wanted to get drunk. He usually drank sweet-scented osmanthus wine, which was not worth much. The money for hand-made pottery avoids the word "annual salary".

In addition, the hard work of learning from each other, quarreling, killing pigs, curing diseases, and cooking are also paid clearly.

The distribution was clear, and Shang San'er said again: "Borrowing the mountain god banquet from the two brothers, and a season of sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance, the city has earned a lot of money. I think that there will be no more famines in the future. Starting this year, I will give you a nine-level salary. Just give me a yearly salary of fifteen leaves, lest I be scolded behind my back for being a stingy person!"

The virtuous bamboo plant in the mansion only harvested more than 30 leaves this year, but the wealthy family does not lack those two or three liters!
Tu Zhuang was thinking about how much wine to change, and the fat aunt who was holding the baby showed some joy, but couldn't help scolding: "If you really want to be grand, at this table, last year's wine has also risen, so you are an open person!"

"What was originally agreed, how can I change my mouth?"

Shang San'er was not provoked by her, so he refused casually, and said: "In the other city, there are many immortals of the ninth rank who serve us. We don't have that kind of blessing here. Let me tell you the truth. Those things need to be voluntary, such as wonderful methods, merit leaves, etc., and the benefits will be given to you, which is not the business of the city lord's mansion! Just ask, is there anyone who wants to ask for it?"

Tu Zhuang, Granny Chen and Ma Tong shook their heads.

Before Zhao Tong opened his mouth, Zhang Guoguo stared at him and stopped; Zhen Yao was moved, but if he brought him back again, the three wives would definitely break their heads with him again, a certain daughter-in-law who was getting bolder There were also broken-mouthed words, and they also held back.

In the end only old man Dong said, "I'll ask for one!"

Shang San'er called Mingyue: "After the fifteenth day, ask in Kun Dao Mansion, if you are willing, ask old man Dong to give you anything you want!"

After Mingyue nodded, he said again: "This year's Longlin's Lantern Festival, the Lu family has passed down a message to ask more high-ranking people to join in the fun. At this table, we will decide which ones to go to!"

It's hard to say clearly about Lu's foreign plans to start a battle, so he rushed to the inescapable Zhen Yaoshen first: "Uncle, go with me, and give Liushiye hard work money, and meritorious service will be counted separately!"

One by one, after hearing less about the hard-earned money of sixty leaves, they immediately reacted.

I went to a festival, do I get back the money?
Zhang Guoguo stared wide-eyed: "You want to send my old man again?"

The couple of her family had originally agreed that they would not have to go out of the city, but they had already breached the contract twice. Shang San'er could only sigh: "If Mr. Zhao goes, he will be treated the same as Uncle Black Hearted. You can only decide on your own, you don't have to force it!"

In fact, I expected him to nod. Unfortunately, after making salted beans, the Zhao family can make money by guarding the small restaurant. I used to lure him and talk about saving the family money for the child, but I can't persuade him anymore.

At the beginning, Shang San'er thought that after half a year's work, he could hire a few more ninth-level immortals, but there are actually very few of the ninth-level Wuzhu family nearby, and after the golden immortals dissipated, he didn't go outside to have a good life. Search, the last one did not increase.

Old man Zhao pulled out the cigarette pouch behind his back, looked at the boy, put it back in again, and asked, "Are you following the Lu family?"

Shang San'er shook his head: "Ah Chou and I will go together, and the wine priest will be added!"

"Where are the two senior Earth Immortals?"

"Then it's not easy for the two elder brothers to go!"

Over there, the ghost mother-in-law had a worried look on her face. Jin Xian had told her about it, but she couldn't avoid worrying, and she couldn't accompany her to protect her.

Ah Chou grinned and smiled at her.

Zhao Tong sighed, and said to Zhang Guoguo: "My wife, it's better not to be ungrateful as a person who keeps coming and going. Since I have learned from Senior Ji, I will go with Ah Chou!"

Ah Chou's cultivation level is high, but it's a deal to gamble together every night, and all the ninth-level immortals don't call him "senior", but call him by his first name.

Zhang Guoguo could only nod.

Shang San'er was overjoyed, and asked again: "Where's Uncle Tu?"

Tu Zhuang got Jinxian to teach him how to practice, and he should be regarded as a half-teacher friendship. Hearing the old man Zhao's reason, he also went: "Just give Qionghua dew!"

He gambles steadily, and his luck is not bad. He has always lost less and won more.

Shang San'er turned to Granny Chen, and raised a finger: "I got a jujube!"

Ma Tong's son Zao Shang San'er, who was born this year, didn't spoil her too much. He only said that he would find her to buy it when he needed it, so that he could keep it.

But when Granny Chen went to ask in private, the old man asked for another two hundred leaves, and he was so angry that he slammed the door back and sulked for a few days.

Not easy to talk to, not even able to quarrel, that old Sou, was born to be her Granny Chen's nemesis.

Chen Wu's daughter-in-law gave birth to a girl, and Chen's mother-in-law thought it was the fault of the little turtle's bad breath, so she scolded her in the street for three days, and when she received the baby, her face was still angry.

Shang San'er added with a smile: "It's okay, it's enough! If you have seven or eight babies, you can always have a son!"

In this world, we have seen seven or eight births and ten births all of which are daughters.

Before Granny Chen could start cursing, Mrs. Shang took her chopsticks and slapped Shang Po's head hard.

The mountain god, Ah Chou and others were so happy that Mingyue only sighed.

Rubbing his head, Shang San'er turned to Dong Ce and asked, "The old man still hates the Lu family?"

Old man Dong swallowed the food in his mouth, and said slowly: "It's one thing to hate the Lu family, but to serve you, and to be loyal to the emperor, you should not count any grudges. If you want to call, I can go too. It's the same sixty leaves. money!"

This was a real accident, so Shang San'er clapped his hands happily: "Oh, I have to toast you!"

Just raise your glass and give him a single toast.

Five immortals of the ninth rank, plus Ah Chou, Taoist Jiu, and his own old dog, this trip to help the Lu family is worth a lot of money. If Lu Wei dares to plan, I can spray him with saliva!
Thinking about it, Shang San'er turned his head again, and responded to Baili Qiushi: "You are on the ninth level, should you go with me?"

The old hooligan was also unambiguous. He glanced at Mrs. Shang and patted her chest: "There is no one to take care of you in the city? Don't worry, I will help you look after the house!"

Left and right are only vindictive.

In fact, not to mention Yuan Gun Gun, even Wei Qing and Peng Wang, who are two easy-to-handle eighth-levels, he would not take them to adventure, let alone go down.

With a disdainful snort, Shang San'er left Baili Qiushi behind and turned to Ma Kuan and Mei Xing to toast: "The two brothers in the city need to worry about it!"

The two earth dragon mountain gods are still low-level, relying on Jinxian and Da Luo to secure the position of the mountain gods, the Lu family plans to start a war, and wants to participate. The noodles may not work!

He can't go to help in foreign wars, but it has been agreed that before Shang San'er returns home, there will be one person in Luliu City in turn to help him guard the house.

How can there be a small eighth step to show off?

(End of this chapter)