Qiu Bodeng ignored her and continued to walk forward with an umbrella.

"Hey! Wait a minute!"

The old mama shouted anxiously behind her back, and the red-clothed boy disappeared into the crowd in a blink of an eye.

End of Pan Street.

Lu Jing glanced at this for a while, and at that for a while, it was obviously Young Master Yaogu, who was full of a curious and stupid goose look. Zuo Yuesheng rolled up his sleeves and bargained with three vendors at the same time, blushing for a penny.

"Let's subtract one more cent, and when I go back and sell things to my brothers and sisters, I'll put your name on Chen's shop!" Zuo Yuesheng spit, "When the time comes, your 'spouse' will be typed out, and Qingzhou will be in the future. Anyone who buys a cage will know the number of your Chenjiapu, but I will advertise for you for free! It stands to reason that you have to pay me, why don't you even give me a penny? It's not fair."

Are you still fair?

Lu Jing almost rolled his eyes to the sky.

"No! How can you be so short of it, even the price of a cage will be cut, and what is "advertisement"? I have never heard of it." The hawker refused to let him.

What is "advertising"? This is definitely a word that Zuo Yuesheng learned from the eldest young master when he fought revenge. These days, they have all learned a lot of new words from Qiu Bodeng. However, Lu Jing and Zuo Yuesheng's learning directions are significantly different. For example, Zuo Yuesheng has mastered a lot of messes such as "popular psychology", "hunger marketing", and "herd effect", while Lu Jing has learned a lot of" The villain "slaps the face", "cannon fodder"... In Lou Jiang's words, it means "learning the good and not the bad".

Zuo Yuesheng quarreled, and finally reached an agreement with the three vendors, each taking a step back. The vendors sold things to Zuo Yuesheng for a penny, and Zuo Yuesheng had to directly buy all their accumulated goods.

As soon as the deal was concluded, Zuo Yuesheng was instantly overjoyed, and the calculations in his heart were cluttered.

He bought some exquisite and small hand-woven cages, which were shaped like red scorpions. These gadgets have no practical value, and they are not helpful for cultivation, but the problem is that these gadgets are just like rouge gouache. It has always been something that a generous nun can't refuse...especially something with local characteristics, it is absolutely welcome to bring back.

Zuo Yuesheng had even thought about how to use the "hunger marketing" that Young Master Qiu said, and sell them in limited quantities in "exotic goods".

With wide-eyed smiles, Lu Jing pulled his collar fiercely: "Zuo Fat Zuo Fat, look! Qiu Bodeng is there!"

"That's right there."

Zuo Yuesheng answered smoothly.

Lu Jing turned him around abruptly: "No, look at Qiu Bodeng, how...how does he look..."

Zuo Yuesheng turned his head and saw Qiu Bodeng walking in the rain with an umbrella in front of him. People came and went on the street. His figure appeared and disappeared when the crowd was splitting and closing. He passed one stall after another. , spend money like soil, lonely and lonely.

"What happened to him?" Lu Jing asked in a low voice.

"Let's go!" Zuo Yuesheng hurriedly stuffed the things he bought into the mustard bag and patted Lu Jing on the shoulder, "What's wrong with him! Let's go to him for a drink!"

Tavern.

"Yan Xing'er, I bet big..." Lu Jing was so drunk, hugging the legs of the table, "I... I will win it back! Chou and Fatty Zuo, wait for me! Wait..."

"Can this guy's wine taste better?" Qiu Bodeng's veins jumped on his forehead, "Throw him into the water!"

"I'm afraid it won't work if you throw it into the water." Zuo Yuesheng grinned.

Lu Jing's alcohol intake is not bad, but the problem is that this guy has bad wine. Once he gets drunk, he is a real fool. Usually, Qiu Bodeng and Zuo Yuesheng borrowed this from him a lot, and made fun of this kid while he was drunk, but if they were drinking outside, it would be extraordinarily embarrassing.

Originally, they discussed that they would go to Yuliang Tower in Licheng after drinking, but now that Lu Jing was drunk, he still went for a walk.

"Forget it, forget it," Qiu Bodeng pressed his temple, "Go back to the manor."

"What about this guy?" Zuo Yuesheng pointed at Lu Jing who hugged the legs of the table and started chewing, "Damn, last time I carried him back, he spat on me, I don't want to carry him anymore."

"Um……"

Qiu Bodeng fell into contemplation.

"Can the two of you need the poor monk to cross this donor?" A bright bald head emerged from the curtain separating the seats in the restaurant, and the monk Budu asked solemnly, "The poor monk has a set of "Tinghua Sutra", can wake up Shidu people only need one hundred silver coins."

Zuo Yuesheng didn't blink his eyelids: "Go through your dreams."

"Okay." Qiu Bodeng said.

Zuo Yuesheng turned to look at him, thinking that it shouldn't be right, isn't the bald donkey not very pleasing to Master Qiu? Why are you so generous to him all of a sudden? Just in shock, he saw Qiu Bodeng cross the low table, squat down beside Lu Jing, stretch out his hand and take off the wallet from Lu Jing's waist as fast as lightning, flip it upside down, and pull out a few ingots of gold from it and throw it to Lu Jing. Do not cross the monk.

"The benefactor Qiu is indeed generous!"

The monk Budu instantly lifted the curtain and entered with a wide-eyed smile.

As soon as he came in, Zuo Yuesheng smelled that the bald donkey was also smelling of alcohol, and the corners of his eyes twitched involuntarily: "Is Buddha Zong blind? I chose you as a monk of wine and meat to be a Buddha."

"Aiyo, don't you have a look now, Master Zuo?" Monk Budu is very good-natured, or in other words, he has a compassionate heart of a Buddha for all the "destined people" who have big pockets. "As the saying goes: 'Buddha' Sitting in my heart, wine and meat pass through the intestines, "I am asking for the great cause and compassion of the people who will help the world, not the side details. Besides, this is a rare encounter in this night market in Licheng. Of course, the poor monk wants to enjoy it. , Isn't it a pity that the fate is not met?"