[Wen Qing] Mountain guest

Qinghe is counting money.

He carried a brocade bag with gold, silver and copper coins in it, and a small lacquered box painted with waterproof charms to keep the silver notes.But now there is not a single bank note, and after emptying out the brocade bag on his body, counting and counting, he only has 13 taels of silver and 21 cash.

A jar of 20-year-old Nine Brewed Spring Brewing is far more than this.

The respectable Elder Juewei on Mount Taihua shook his head and sighed, with a helpless look on his face, he glanced at Cheng Huang, a monster lying beside him as if nothing had happened. Take money in exchange. Why don't you have a long memory?"

Wen Liu turned his head to the side: "I just fell in love with it! If you don't like it, you call the wine seller over to fight with me. If you can win, I'd rather send it back!"

Qing He reached out and flicked his finger on his forehead: "Make trouble for no reason."

He weighed the silver in his hand, touched the flagon beside his waist with some reluctance, stood up, and walked towards the wine shop not far away: "Come here. I'll ask the owner for a while."

Wen Liu stared at the six eyes on his forehead and struggled: "I won't go!"

Qing He smiled slightly, and made a tactic with his fingers, and the icy blue brilliance of the magic circle immediately flowed from the monster's feet.Wen stayed in the magic circle and gradually shed his fur and turned into a human form, as if bound by invisible ropes, walking forward with Qinghe's steps with one hand and one foot.

"Smelly Taoist priest!" Wen Liu yelled, "I don't know what's good and what's wrong, I just brought the wine back..."

He suddenly stopped speaking resentfully, and swallowed back the second half of the sentence.

Hmph... next time I won't collect famous wines for this wine-loving Taoist priest, it's just kind of like the liver and lungs of a donkey, which is extremely hateful.

Wen Liu thought angrily.

Qinghe seemed to understand his mind, and couldn't help but smile: "I've accepted it. Just don't steal it in the future." He stamped his feet in front of the winery, and pushed Wen Liu, who was unwilling to follow behind him, inside: "Apologize go."

Wen Liusu stayed in the secret realm of Taihua every day, rarely went down the mountain, and knew little about human relationships and worldly sophistication.He even retains the habit of being a monster, seeing what he wants, and just snatching it with his strength.This time Qinghe took him on a trip down the mountain, encountered countless troubles along the way, and paid countless wrongs and money to others for him.

Qinghe didn't carry much money with him.He has collected a lot of rare treasures, but most of them are placed on Taihua Mountain, thinking that this trip is just to visit some famous mountains, great rivers, blessed places and caves, and only money is needed for food and lodging along the way, so the cost will not be too much , I didn’t bring too much gold and silver.

Unexpectedly, the blood deed spirit beast raised by the family is so prodigal.In just three to five days, not only did he squander all the ten banknotes of 100 taels in the HSBC Building on his body, but there were not many scattered silver taels left for petty expenses.

Wen Liu walked into the winery, put his hand on the wine jar directly on the counter, and said in a bad tone, "Give it back to you."

The shopkeeper of the wine shop was flicking his abacus, and was taken aback by the movement. When he looked up, he couldn't help but take a step back, his legs and feet were a little weak.

——The tall and big man with a fierce face in front of him really doesn't look like a good stubble.Especially those eyes, deep green in color, deep and deep like double shadows, just looking at each other for a moment, I feel a chill in my heart, as if a sword has passed through my body.

This winery is not small in scale and well-known far and near. The shopkeeper opened the door to welcome visitors from all over the world, and his vision is naturally extraordinary.He held back his palpitations, took another look at Wen Liu, and found that his face was not like ordinary people, especially the strange patterns on his forehead, which looked like pupils.Amidst all the monsters, there is a faint air of purity.

The shopkeeper barely calmed down, looked at Wen Liu's wine jar on the counter: "Dare to ask the customer, is this...?"

Wen Liu snorted coldly: "The wine you buried under the tree roots in the backyard."

"what……!"

The shopkeeper turned pale with fright, and hastily carried the wine jar over like a treasure. When he lowered his head to check, he found that the mud seal on the mouth of the jar had been slapped open, ruining the appearance of the jar. ..."

He is nearly fifty years old, with gray hair on his temples, hugging the wine jar, beating his chest and feet, almost crying: "The cost of my son's marriage..." Suddenly thinking of Wen Liu, he didn't have the timidity just now, and suddenly walked out from behind the counter He leaned out, grabbed Wen Liu's wrist, and said repeatedly: "You stole my wine! Did you? Let's go to see the official!"

Wen Liu was unhappy at first, and was even more impatient when he was grabbed by the old man. With the strength of his wrist, he shook the shopkeeper away three steps: "Tsk, I'm here, can't I still run?"

After all, throw a money bag over.

The shopkeeper hurriedly counted the taels of silver inside, sweating on his forehead, and shook his head again and again: "Not enough! This is Jiuyunchun brew that I have buried for 20 years. It used to be used as tribute wine! It is worth more than a hundred gold! You dug it out If the seal is broken, it won’t be able to sell at a high price... Your little money is less than 20 taels, so it’s not enough to pay for it!"

Where can Wen Liu shout?Monk Qing can still say that once he said it, if it was someone else, no one would buy it.Immediately, he slapped the counter, the sound was so loud that the shopkeeper's eardrums hurt: "I returned your wine and gave you money, what does the old man want?!"

Under the displeasure in his heart, there was a faint internal force in his voice.As the sound wave passed by, countless wine bottles, jars and urns exploded in the wine shop, and even the wine glasses in the hands of the guests sitting at the tables in the lobby couldn't withstand the force and were blown to pieces.

Standing at the door, Qinghe had a panoramic view of the situation, and couldn't help sighing and shaking his head.

Under Wen Liu's imposing stare, the shopkeeper trembled in his heart, but he refused to bow his head easily, and wanted to argue with him, when suddenly he saw the bamboo curtain at the door lifted, and a Taoist walked in.

The Taoist is dressed in plain clothes, holds a dust whisk in his hand, has a seal between his brows, and has a clear and bright face, as bright as the bright moon in the sky.There is no luxurious decoration on the whole body, but it has an air of otherworldliness.The shopkeeper looked at him at first glance, and felt that this person seemed to be strolling out of the clouds, and he was calm and composed, which made people feel good about him.

"Don't be annoyed, old man. I'll take care of my family boy." Qing He said with a smile, his words were gentle, "My family boy will follow me to practice in the mountains, so I won't be involved in the world. Seeing that there is good wine in your store, I decided to steal it. It's a mountain man." There is no way to teach. Now that the jar of wine is in bad condition and it is not easy to sell, why not sell it to me at the original price, how about it?"

He spoke neither too quickly nor too slowly, and his voice was like running water, which already aroused people's [-]% kindness.The shopkeeper calmed down a little, glanced at Wen Liu with his arms folded, and smacked at the word "family boy", thinking to himself, he had also heard that Taoist priests would take a few children with them and take care of Danhuo to take care of their daily life, but this A Taoist priest... It's really strange that this Taoist priest received Tong'er's eyes.

A certain "Taoist" was also very unhappy, glaring at Qinghe with an ugly expression on his face.

The shopkeeper has been doing business for many years and is very good at dealing with people. Now he put on a smiling face and cleared his throat: "The Taoist priest doesn't know something. This Jiuyunchun Brewery is a former court tribute wine, which is very valuable. This jar is I buried it in the ground 25 years ago, and I plan to dig it up and sell it when my son marries a wife, and exchange it for bride price. Some time ago, He Yuanwai in the city offered to buy it for 100 taels, but I thought the price was too low, so I didn’t sell it! "

He talked endlessly as soon as he opened his mouth, just wanting to get more benefits.Qinghe has always been a good wine, so don't you know how much this jar of Jiuyunchun brewing should be worth?But he didn't care about it at the moment, and said in a gentle voice: "I don't have much money in my lower body, I'm afraid I can't pay enough cash. But... maybe this thing can be mortgaged."

A jug made of jasper was gently placed on the counter by the Taoist priest.

The shopkeeper narrowed his eyes slightly, and reached out to take it, but was stopped by the unreasonable "Tao Tong" halfway.

A cold light flickered in Wen Liu's eyes, he ignored the shopkeeper, turned to look at Qinghe: "I won't do it."

This jug is carved out of warm jade, its whole body is green and its tentacles are warm.There are lotus leaves and lotus flowers and lotus picking boats on it, which are lifelike.It was Wen Liu who had spotted it in a jade shop some time ago, and still took it "without asking", and gave it to a certain Taoist priest who loves to drink.Helplessly, the Taoist priest didn't appreciate it. Apart from preaching to him, he was also willing to be slapped hard by the jade shop owner. The 500 taels of silver in his pocket immediately changed hands, which made Wen Liu feel breathless.

He took these mortal things, not for his own.It just seemed suitable for Qinghe and sent it to the Taoist priest to make him happy.Every time Qinghe didn't understand his good intentions, he just went to the door one by one to give money to others.Although Qinghe didn't care much, Wenliu was very unhappy.

Just like this jasper jug, Qinghe obviously used it very easily and liked it very much, but now he wanted to take it out to the shopkeeper, and Wen Liu immediately became angry.

"This jug is worth 500 taels." Wen Liu glanced coldly at the shopkeeper, and let go of his hand, "Here is the mortgage. I will redeem it with the money after three days. If you dare to touch a little bit, I want your life."

Shocked by the flash of killing intent in his eyes, the shopkeeper shuddered slightly and nodded hastily.

He has quite a bit of eyesight, and he can see the value of this jasper pot.

After Wen Liu finished speaking, he ignored Qinghe and strode out of the winery.

Qinghe stood in the same place, staring at his back without turning his head, was slightly stunned, and then laughed uncontrollably: "This is really... that's all. Please trouble old man and keep this pot safe. I will prepare enough silver to pick it up in three days."

The shopkeeper nodded, thinking of the money bag that Wen Liu had thrown over at the beginning, hesitating whether to return it first, bowed his head and pondered for a moment.When he raised his head again to speak, he suddenly found that the Taoist had disappeared without a trace.Together with the money bag in his hand, it also disappeared.

"This, this..." The shopkeeper was terrified in his heart, and hurriedly rushed over to hold the jasper pot left on the wine cabinet, fearing that even this would disappear, "It's broad daylight, what the hell?"

——TBC——

*make money to support your family, rhubarb