I have a mirror of two realms

Chapter 3 Begging for alms from the old monk

In a short time, Wang Teng selected three pieces of mutton-fat jade jewelry and three raw jadeite stones with open windows from the shelves of Shuyuzhai.

A pair of mutton-fat jade bracelets and a mutton-fat jade pendant are very good whether for personal use or as a gift.

The three pieces don't look very big, but the water head is a fine jade stone.

This was his first time doing this kind of buying and selling business, and Wang Teng didn't dare to go too far, for fear that he would accidentally get into trouble that he shouldn't have.

"Young Master has great eyesight! This is..."

The shopkeeper talks like a river, and makes a lot of nonsense.

Wang Teng looked at the other party with a smile on his face, showing no intention of answering the question.

It wasn't until the store manager felt his mouth was dry and he couldn't talk anymore that he had to quote a price: "Chenghui, 56 taels!"

"Expensive."

Wang Teng shook his head gently and said calmly: "40 taels."

"Sir, this is the top-grade mutton-fat jade in our Shuyu Studio. It's a rare item!"

The store manager felt anxious when he heard this and couldn't help but start cheating again.

The jade from Shuyuzhai is indeed good, but the price is not transparent and the profit margin is huge.

What this thing emphasizes is that it will not open for three years, and it will last for three years after opening.

"45 taels."

Wang Teng frowned slightly and raised his offer again.

According to the current price level of the Zhou Dynasty, one tael of silver is equivalent to a copper coin, which is equivalent to a thousand copper coins, and can buy one or two hundred kilograms of refined rice.

Although one tael of silver in the Zhou Dynasty only weighed 37.3 grams, which was far inferior to the 925 taels of silver in modern society, it was still extraordinary.

You know, his 45 taels of silver can buy nearly [-] kilograms of rice, which is a huge sum of money.

"Okay, I'll put it up for you right now."

The shopkeeper knew how to watch people's words and knew that he couldn't be too greedy at this time. He quickly put all the jade stones into the sandalwood box, bent down and handed them to Wang Teng in front of him with both hands.

Wang Teng nodded with satisfaction, reached for the sandalwood box, took out 45 taels of silver from his baggage and paid the bill.

Then, he put the sandalwood box into the baggage behind him, waved the folding fan lightly with his right hand and walked out of Shuyuzhai.

Dusk is approaching.

Wang Teng walked around a lot outside, getting familiar with the human geography of Qingyuan County and tasting various snacks.

When he walked near his house, he found an old monk not far away who was praying door to door along the street.

The old monk was wearing a white robe that had been washed a little, and the shabby patches on the robe could be seen everywhere.

This made Wang Teng feel very puzzled.

According to what he learned during this period, Buddhism and Taoism were extremely prosperous in the Zhou Dynasty, with believers almost all over the world. It was impossible for any monks to live in such a miserable state.

According to the Buddhist incense in modern society, it is normal for these bald and popular people to drink spicy food. How come they are so unsatisfactory?

Could it be that this is the rumored ascetic abhorrence?

Wang Teng was puzzled and kept walking towards his house.

"Amitabha!"

The old monk shouted the Buddha's name, took the initiative to step forward and asked: "Little donor, may I ask if you can give me some alms?"

"can."

Wang Teng was stunned for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

He had always been kind to others, and he had no intention of making things difficult for the old monk.

Perhaps this practice was popular among Buddhists in the Zhou Dynasty. It is a bit like the professional monks who clock in to work in modern society. There is no need to despise the other person.

Besides, a few taels of silver or a vegetarian meal are nothing to him, and they are completely within his own affordability.

"I would like to thank the little benefactor for your charity."

The old monk looked solemn and solemn as he continued to speak: "The poor monk looked at the face of the young benefactor and suddenly realized that he is quite destined to be my Buddha. It's a pity."

"I'm sorry, I've only been associated with Huanxi Buddha in this life."

Wang Teng's face suddenly darkened and he replied rudely.

Even if his brain was kicked by a donkey, there is no way he would be related to Buddhism.It seems that the old monk is hesitant to speak, just because he wants to pay more money.

Just at this time, Hong Bo heard the movement at the door.Come running quickly and slowly.

Wang Teng greeted Uncle Hong beside him and said, "Uncle Hong, let Aunt Hong prepare some vegetarian food for this master to satisfy his hunger. Later, he will donate two taels of silver to the master."

"okay!"

Uncle Hong responded with a loud voice.

My young master's compassion gave the old servant a sense of security.

Wang Teng nodded lightly, walked through the door, walked to the main hall and sat down.

He put down the bag and rummaged for a while, took out two taels of silver, called for Hong Bo, and asked the old servant to give it to the old monk outside the door.

This could not only bring him closer to Buddhism, but also leave him with a good reputation as a philanthropist. Why wouldn't he do it?
Just as he turned around and sat down, taking out the mutton-fat jade pendant to play with, a few strands of milky white light suddenly emerged around the ancient bronze mirror in his mind.

When the light suddenly appeared, Wang Teng clearly knew its origin.

"Light of Destiny!"

Inexplicably, Wang Teng shouted in his heart.

He was stunned and couldn't figure out what was going on.

The simple bronze mirror didn't give him any answer, as if nothing had happened.

Wang Teng unconsciously played with the mutton-fat jade pendant in his hand, and his doubts became deeper and deeper.

His mind was racing, thinking about what was going on.

If it wasn't inappropriate to return to modern society at this time, he would have traveled back in time.

"Sir, the master outside the door wants to see you."

Uncle Hong stood in front of the main hall door and said respectfully.

"Ok?"

Wang Teng came to his senses, nodded and said, "That's fine."

If there is anything strange about today, apart from the jade, it is the old monk outside the door.

Maybe the other person is really a strange person?
With this thought in mind, Wang Teng stood up and walked towards the door.

"Amitabha!"

The old monk shouted the Buddha's name and said solemnly: "Since I received a meal from the little benefactor today, I should help the little benefactor eliminate the disaster."

After saying this, the old monk took out a Buddhist bead from his body and handed it over.

"Master, what does this mean?"

When Wang Teng saw this, he became even more confused and asked hurriedly.

"The Buddha said: Do not speak, do not speak."

The old monk shook his head and refused to reveal any more.

It wasn't until Wang Teng reached out to take the beads that the old monk turned around and left.

"Sir, is this master a liar?"

Uncle Hong, who was standing aside, waited until the old monk's figure walked away, then asked with a coy face.

"Ah"

Wang Teng chuckled and replied calmly: "Who knows."

However, he always had the mentality that he would rather believe it, and held the beads tightly in his hand.

The light of destiny in the ancient bronze mirror cannot be faked, and he has personally experienced it when traveling to another world.

Even if other weird things happen, it doesn't seem so unacceptable.

"It doesn't matter if you carry the beads with you."

Wang Teng's mind flashed and he already had a rough plan to deal with it.

Regardless of whether what the old monk said is true or false, you will know after a few days.

(End of this chapter)