Fantasia: The blind man at the beginning starts with playing the erhu

"Old cow, hurry up,"

Li Pingan shouted.

The old cow was carrying big and small bags on his body, and a rope was tied to his tail.

Pulled a bunch of stuff behind.

The black market developed like a raging fire, and Li Pingan made money.

I learned the experience of buying a house last time, so I rented a house honestly this time.

In order to avoid losing everything when you get it.

After packing up my things, it was already noon.

There is one more important thing to do today.

Li Pingan took the sign for going down the mountain, signed it, and walked down the mountain with Lao Niu.

Shushan disciples are not allowed to go down the mountain at will, even their disciples are no exception.

Came to a town down the mountain.

Today is a market, people come and go, they are all people who come to buy things and watch the fun, some are empty-handed, and some are carrying burdens.

Li Pingan and Lao Niu walked among them, enjoying the long-lost smell of human fireworks.

Since entering Shushan, I feel that I have embarked on the way of cultivating immortals, and I have less contact with the world.

Li Pingan stopped at a place selling chicken.

"Old man, how do you sell this old hen?"

"One hundred coins."

"So expensive?"

The old man boasted, "My chicken may lay eggs~ It seems that the little brother is a disciple of Shushan?"

Li Pingan smiled and nodded, "That's right."

The old man smiled, knowing that he had met a big deal today.

These Shushan disciples don't know anything but practice.

But he is rich and powerful, so what you say is what you say.

The other party did not counter-offer at all.

Li Pingan frowned slightly, "Can your hen lay eggs?"

"Can I lie to you, old man?" The old man said disdainfully, "You still have me to understand? You Shushan disciples are very good at cultivation, but I have to be an old man to see chickens!"

The old man's tone is very confident, for these Shushan disciples

Li Pingan looked serious, "The feathers of a hen that can lay eggs lack luster and are not neat.

But the color of the cockscomb is bright red, and the eyes are bright.

A non-laying hen has smooth feathers but a light or pale comb, not to mention. …”

Li Pingan peeled off the old hen's butt, and continued solemnly.

"The anus of the laying hen is white and moist, and the belly is full.

The anus of the non-laying hen is yellow in color, dry and tight, and the abdomen is contracted.

Look at your hen, it belongs to the latter. The most important thing is that the feces of the laying hen are full and moist, and the feces are stained with mucus.

Based on comprehensive judgment, your hen does not belong to the type that can lay eggs. "

Old man: .........

Li Pingan: "Well, I want all these chickens, and you can give me a cheaper price..."

The old man clasped his fists, "Submitted!"

Li Pingan smiled lightly, "It's all based on experience."

In the end, Li Pingan won the four old hens at an extremely cheap price.

Two little pigs, three fish, two Mianyangs, six big geese...

Li Pingan walked down the street chicly with his hands behind his back.

Looking around while walking, it seems very leisurely.

The old cow drove all kinds of poultry with bamboo sticks.

The cheerful rhythm sounded in the market.

Some were talking and laughing, some were hawking, some were yelling, and some were talking in low voices.

There are also a few naughty children laughing and playing on the street, holding bamboo branches in their hands, and running happily past them.

Li Pingan held the freshly baked pancake in one hand and soybean milk in the other.

The sound of sausages being fried in a frying pan, the sound of bargaining, the clink of jewelry...

All kinds of inexplicable voices and noises came and went.

Back to Shushan, taking advantage of the clear weather.

Li Pingan and Lao Niu started to build chicken coops, pig pens and sheep coops on their one-acre three-point land.

"Yo, what are you doing here?"

Elder Qingfeng, a little loli less than 1.4 meters tall, flew over on a gourd.

The little short legs landed lightly on the ground and glanced around.

"There are chickens, ducks, and sheep. You want to build a zoo?"

Li Pingan explained: "Chickens and ducks can lay eggs, and sheep have milk to drink."

"Heh, you are really simple."

"Let's stay and have a meal together."

Qingfeng carried a big gourd on his back, which was much bigger than himself, "It just so happened that I brought wine~"

After returning from the land of witchcraft, Qingfeng discovered that Li Pingan could not only play music, but also cook.

Qingfeng often came to Li Pingan to listen to music in name.

In fact, they came here to eat and listen to music.

In order to move to a new home, Li Pingan made a delicious meal today.

One plate of marinated shrimp, crab, two plates of spicy side dishes, one plate of fried flowers......

What the breeze brings is a kind of fairy wine, full of mellow aroma accumulated over the years.

Eating a bite of crab and pairing it with a sip of wine is simply a great enjoyment in life.

After a while, Elder Qingfeng fell asleep on the table.

A petite little one, with her cheek resting on her small hand.

Lying on the table, there is a hint of charm in the laziness, and the jade feet sway gently.

There was a sweet smile on the corner of his mouth, and he murmured dream language.

Li Pingan put down his wine glass and poked Qingfeng's delicate face

Nothing happens.

Hmm~ I can finally do whatever I want.

Practice! !

After closing the door, Li Pingan began to practice meditation.

This old woman always disturbed her practice, but after seeing her drunk, she punched half of the mountain away.

Li Pingan didn't say anything.

After all, Elder Qingfeng also has another identity, that is, to manage them, the disciples of Shushan.

It was also because of Elder Qingfeng's help that Li Pingan was able to rent this cheap and affordable house.

Anyway, drinking some fairy wine is only good for the body and not bad for the body.