Tang Seng is a cook

Zhuang Fan was overjoyed, it seemed that this bone could be sold for a good price, so he said with a smile: "Giving it for nothing is definitely not possible."

The old shopkeeper smiled sarcastically: "Master was joking." He stepped forward and picked up a hind leg bone. The hand was quite heavy. The bone was thick and long. It was obvious that it was a tiger in its prime. They didn't die from poisoning or starvation, especially since there was not a trace of flesh on the bones, but the bones were not damaged at all. The person who took the tiger bones must be a master with a knife.

What a wonderful thing!

Where is the old shopkeeper holding such a bone stick and sighing, good things, good things, can't afford it, can't afford it, can't bear it, can't bear it!

The old shopkeeper pulled his eyes out of the bone, and looked up at the master. The master was standing there with a nine-tin ring staff, standing calmly, with a smile on his face. The shopkeeper's face was tangled. After thinking about it, he shook his head.

Zhuang Fan didn't show his face, and said to himself, what, you want to bargain?Come on then!Unexpectedly, the old shopkeeper touched the tiger bone reluctantly, so he put it back into the bag, tied the bag again, and handed it back to Zhuang Fan.

Zhuang Fan was taken aback, really didn't want to buy it?

"Master, although I love it, hey, I really can't afford it. Most of the poor people in this city come to see a doctor, and they can't afford the consultation fee. Even the money for the medicine is mostly paid for by things, so in my hand, I don't have much cash. One more thing, to be honest, this year I am old and frail, and I feel that I can't support it. I have already planned to close this Huichun Hall and go home for the elderly after a few days. This tiger bone, the master still has another Are you looking for a buyer?"

I can't bear it, my heart aches!What a good medicine!Much better than the tiger bones I saw back then!

Zhuang Fan really didn't expect this kind of situation, he asked in a daze, "My old man will live a long life this year?"

The old shopkeeper sighed, stroked his gray beard and said, "I will know my destiny in three more years!"

Zhuang Fanxin said that you are old at only 47, what a fool!My grandfather is 78 and still goes to the field to tend his vegetable garden every day. When his grandchildren say he is old, he will use a Gada to smear people's buttocks, and he will be furious.

But when he took a closer look at the 47-year-old "old man", he saw wrinkles all over his face, a head of white hair, scattered thin bones, blue veins on the back of his hands, and even his back was slightly bent and unable to straighten.

Zhuang Fan couldn't help his eyes getting hot and his heart sore, it's just because of pity for the weak and the old, it's human nature, but when Zhuang Fan's eyes were blurred with tears, suddenly a golden light rose from the old shopkeeper's body, dazzlingly bright, he quickly closed his eyes and turned his head away .

Just wiped away his tears, Zhuang Fan turned his face to look again, there was no golden light, it was still the dim light of the room, standing there with an ordinary old doctor.

Zhuang Fan only thought that he came in from the outside, and his eyes were dazzled in the dark place, so he didn't think much, and asked after a while, "I don't know the name of the old benefactor, Gao? Let me ask, is there only your pharmacy in this city? Only you a doctor?"

The old doctor chuckled, asked his apprentice to move a chair and serve tea, the two sat down and talked: "My surname is Rong, and everyone here calls me Doctor Rong." He nodded and sighed: "No, only A family rejuvenation hall. Originally, the old man also taught a few disciples to come out, but the place is very small, the people are poor, minor illnesses survive, serious illnesses are subject to fate, patients are few, and cannot support so many doctors. , told me to go outside to beg for a living.”

As he said that, he pointed to the boy behind him: "This is my youngest apprentice, he hasn't been with me for a long time, if I live long enough, wait for me to teach him for a few more years, maybe there will be another day for this spring hall to open again .”

The little apprentice's eyes turned red when he heard what the master said, and he was unhappy, but he just didn't say anything.

The old doctor sighed again: "Oh, a Huichuntang can't afford medicinal materials, so it's quite pleasant to say."

Zhuang Fan also sighed, he didn't expect that the first transaction he made after time travel would end like this.

Which time traveler is as miserable as him?

Seeing Zhuang Fan sighing, the old doctor thought he was worried, so he pointed out: "There is a rich merchant in this city, Mr. Wang, who is very filial. His old father went to business when he was young, and his legs were cold. Why don't you come to his house Give it a try?"

Zhuang Fan wondered: "Since Old Doctor Rong knows about this, why didn't he buy tiger bones, make it into medicinal wine, and sell it at his house?"

The old doctor hadn't answered yet, the young apprentice behind said in a muffled voice: "He despises us as poor doctors, saying that we are only fit to treat diseases with muddy legs,"

Before he finished speaking, the old doctor yelled: "Speak up!" The little apprentice muttered a few times, but he didn't dare to say any more.

Zhuang Fan knew it well, and respect was born spontaneously in his heart. The old doctor waved his hand indifferently: "I put it here, there is no good wine and ingredients, and this tiger bone was ruined for nothing. Master Wang's old father misses the past, so he always Living here, Mr. Wang is in the capital, but he is quite wealthy, so he can naturally find a good doctor to dispense medicine for him, and he won't bury this good medicinal material."

Zhuang Fan nodded, but didn't say anything, he had an idea in his heart.

The two chatted for a while, and an old woman came to pick up the medicine, so Zhuang Fan said goodbye and went out.

The monkey was already impatient after waiting for a long time, and was lying on the horse's back looking up at the sky. Seeing the master coming out, he sat up straight and jumped down, walked up to Zhuang Fan and asked, "Master, how much did you sell for? How much money do you get?"

Zhuang Fan rubbed his nose and said, "Not one was sold."

Hearing this, the monkey quit, and became furious: "Too much bullying! Watch me settle accounts with that old man!" Pulling out his stick, he was about to rush into the pharmacy and smash it!

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Zhuang Fan grabbed the monkey: "Where to cut it?"

Monkey snorted: "Master, you are honest, let me go and let me teach him a lesson, and see if he dares to buy your bones!"

Zhuang Fan patted the monkey on the back of the head: "He has no money, can you sell it by force? Also, what are my bones! Those are tiger bones!"

The monkey didn't believe it: "If he doesn't have money, what kind of medicine hall does he open?"

Zhuang Fan nodded: "It can be said that if there is no accident, the house will be closed in a few days."

The monkey was discouraged: "Master, you are very lucky."

Zhuang Fan also sighed, but no, he is simply the most foolish time traveler in all ages. He has traveled through time, no matter men or women, everyone is doing well, and anyone who sells rags will buy them. He is good, he is good. Tiger bone, smashed in the hand.

The old doctor is kind, but Zhuang Fan thinks that the rich businessman Mr. Wang is too mean and doesn't want to deal with such a person. If Mr. Wang's words offend the monkey and let the monkey beat him up, it's better not to go, anyway It's not that there is no money, so I didn't tell the two apprentices.

Zhuang Fan knew that his apprentice was impatient, and he was afraid that the monkey would get irritable and angry, so he asked, "Wukong, are you hungry?" Wukong shook his head, thinking what are you hungry for?

Zhuang Fan couldn't understand when he saw Wukong's angry snort, the master and the apprentice led the white dragon horse while talking and walking, when they passed a small stall making clay figurines, Zhuang Fan stopped.

Just before leaving the pharmacy, old doctor Rong gave him ten copper coins. Zhuang Fan wanted to refuse to accept it, but old doctor Rong said that this is a local rule.

Zhuang Fan had only been a monk for two days, and he didn't know much about it, so he didn't dare to push it away when he heard the words. Then he thought that ten copper coins were not much, and he was still thinking about giving the old man a big gift before he left, so he accepted it calmly. At this time, it was just used to coax the apprentice.

Zhuang Fan led the monkey to the clay figurine stall, and said to the stall owner, "Old man, how much is a clay figurine?" The monkey didn't know what Master was going to do, so it leaned on a stick and watched.

The stall owner is also an old man with gray hair and beard, but his eyes are still very bright. He said: "The pinched ones, the colored ones are more expensive, two yuan for one, and the uncolored ones for three yuan."

Zhuang Fan looked at it, and saw that the colors were nothing more than indigo, dirty green, ocher red and black, not very bright, but they were pretty good when dyed. There were a few fat dolls standing on the shelf, God of Wealth and the like, all vivid Interesting, he asked again: "Can you pinch it like this?"

The old man said: "Now you pinch one penny, but if you want to paint it, it's two pennies. Give the money first, then pinch."

Zhuang Fan took out the money, counted two coins and handed it to the old man, and took Wukong to him: "Trouble stall owner, just make it like my apprentice, and color it."

Monkey King Sun Wukong little clay figurine, he wanted one since he was a child!

Real person copying figure!You just say, is it awesome or not?Do you want it or not?