Do you think I look like a fairy?

Chapter 7 The Peach Man

Suddenly, Wei Yi, who was walking on the street, stopped suddenly.

Then he laughed.

"It looks like the matter has been resolved."

"The old man is sincere and does not deceive me, Zhu Youshu is really useful."

Rejoicing in his heart, Wei Yi's steps forward were even more powerful.

This was the first case he solved.

Although it is said that the merit obtained by this is only a little bit, the whole scarecrow is only lit with a starlight.

But it's also a gratifying progress, isn't it?
Although this matter looks very simple, just write a few words.

But there are many inexplicable truths in it. You must know that Zhu Youke is a very important branch of traditional Chinese medicine.

But then slowly lost it.

Moreover, Wei Yi guessed in his heart that the young man probably met an experienced and educated elder.

Otherwise, there will be twists and turns in the end, after all, Wei Yi never dared to think highly of people's moral standards.

Once the matter is resolved.

Wei Yi felt even more confident in himself.

With this happiness, he walked further in this Pingyang City.

Even more and more remote.

In a short while, it was far away from the most lush main roads in the center.

When he came back to his senses, he found that he seemed to have reached the outer city, and if he walked a few more steps, he would really be leaving the city.

But take a closer look.

The surrounding mountains and rivers are beautiful and the environment is beautiful.

If you don't mention personal safety or something, it's really a good place to go out and play.

And at this moment, a peach seller next to him attracted him.

"Selling peaches, selling peaches~"

"Fresh big fat peaches, take a look~"

"Do not miss passing through."

His yelling not only attracted Wei Yi, but also attracted many people who were also thirsty.

of course.

Most of them just bought seven or eight to go back and taste, and they were really reluctant to buy too many.

In this way, in a short while, there were only a few scattered peaches left in the whole truckload.

The uncle who sells peaches is full of silly smiles:

"Hey Hey……"

"I didn't expect the business to be so good today, and I can pull two feet of cloth for my wife and children when I go back."

Thinking of this, the old peach seller became more and more delighted.

At this time, he also saw Wei Yi who was enjoying the coolness on a rock nearby under the shade of a tree.

"It turned out to be a priest?"

He was startled at first, then said to Wei Yi with a smile:
"Is the Taoist priest not thirsty?"

"It's too hot here, I still have a few peaches left here, why don't you come over and try them together."

"There are only a few of bad quality, not worth too much money, come, come, Taoist priest, come and taste it, this is my heart."

While talking, the old uncle walked up to Wei Yi holding a few peaches.

This age is still very simple.

Ordinary begging for tea or picking a few fruits by the roadside when thirsty is all agreed by the host.

It's not stealing at all.

Looking at the peaches in front of him, Wei Yi didn't refuse, and took the cracked peaches over:
"Then thank you, uncle."

"This is a good thing. Those people spend all day in the city and don't care about Nongsang. How could they know that these seemingly rotten peaches are much sweeter than those good-looking peaches?"

While saying that, Wei Yi skillfully peeled off the peach's skin.

He took a big bite.

"Pfft!"

The peach juice is overflowing, which is the most thirst-quenching in this hot weather.

"Hey, it's still Taoist who knows the goods."

The old uncle laughed, and he was also sitting on the stone slab next to him, and his speed of action was not the same.

"How do they know the benefits of rotten peaches?"

"There are not many insect eyes these days, and there are no rotten peaches. Those are not good peaches."

"After all, what kind of peaches are good if even bugs don't eat them? Only these city people like to do face-saving projects."

Growing up in the countryside, he ate the most rotten peaches.

Even, many people have never eaten a few whole good peaches since they were young.

The more farmers grow, the more difficult it is to eat good-quality peaches. After all, good-quality peaches are rare, and they have to be kept in exchange for money. They are reluctant to eat any of them.

After eating a few peaches, Wei Yi glanced curiously at the uncle opposite.

For such a helpful person, Wei Yi naturally wants to help if he is able.

Just right.

His ability to see luck has some uses.

With that in mind, he opened his eyes and subconsciously looked at the forehead of the uncle with the straw hat on the opposite side.

But it’s okay not to look at it.

Seeing this, he was a little surprised.

"how is this possible?"

"There is a tinge of darkness above merit?"

"What kind of sign is this?"

As for luck, it is broad and profound, and most of him can only guess based on his own knowledge and correspond to reality.

But now it's a little strange.

The golden ones are merits and virtues. Looking at the simple and honest look on this uncle's face, you can tell that he is a real honest man.

It is acceptable for the House of Accumulated Virtue to have merit.

But it's a little strange that there is a ray of black evil spirit wrapped around the golden merit.

Logically speaking.

Ordinary people with meritorious deeds should not suffer such bad luck.

With doubts in his heart, Wei Yi was a little surprised and asked the uncle beside him:
"Uncle, you have been selling peaches nearby, haven't you been to other places?"

Hearing this, the uncle quickly replied:

"You don't have to be so polite, Daoist."

"You all have real skills. I'm just a peddler, so you can call me Lao Zhang."

"The business of selling peaches started from my great-grandfather's generation. We have always lived near here and never left."

"I've never had any conflicts with anyone."

"Perhaps it is because of this that our business is getting better and better, and the fat boys in the family are also very energetic."

"What else is there to be dissatisfied with?"

When he said this, Lao Zhang had a look of happiness on his face. Although his face was full of signs of wind and sun, it still couldn't conceal his joy.

For simple farmers, the greatest happiness is to have their wives and children warm on the kang.

"It's still ancestral business? This is amazing."

"However, to be honest, Pindao has a little knowledge of physiognomy. I just observed your face and found that you may have some ups and downs recently."

"Old Zhang, if you encounter any strange things, you can find me near the teahouse on Pingyang Street next door."

"Recently, Pindao will go to rest near there, and when the time comes, you can find it if you look for it."

There is no way, he can only see the recent catastrophe, what it is, but there is no way to see it so real, so he can only do so.

Moreover, maybe in a few days, his cultivation base will rise sharply, and he will be able to solve the problem?
Give Lao Zhang a vaccination in advance.

It also made him feel prepared.

"Huh? Twists and turns?"

"How can there be twists and turns if you work honestly?"

There was a trace of consternation on Lao Zhang's rough face, and even the peaches in his hands were not fragrant.

(End of this chapter)